Mo Zhiyu turned his head and saw that the disciple was pressed to the ground by a slimy mass, and he was engulfed in an instant.

It's the fragments that the two disciples were blown out of before!

At the same time, other pieces are on the move.

Wuyan didn't have time to use the Shrinking Talisman anymore now, those fragments were smashed from all directions, and Wuyan could only quickly slap out and use Yuan Force to fly these things out one by one. In order to alleviate the pressure of the faceless, Mo Zhiyu had to recall the meow ball back to the collar emblem again.

But the more Wuyan smashed these things, the more such things were, and in the end, they were densely packed, and they flew again to be overwhelming.

In this case, Wuyan didn't even have time to make a palm, he suddenly withdrew his hand, and the Yuan Force around his body violently opened a rough barrier, to resist these things in the simplest way, regardless of whether more pieces would be smashed this time.

But all of a sudden, the pieces were out of position and flying towards the west.

Because, the Black Storm is finally here!

The powerful wind tore apart the heaven and earth on this side, and the earth shrinking talisman in Mo Zhiyu's hand was directly torn to pieces. Under this powerful natural force, even a powerful Yuan Force cultivator instantly became incomparably small!

Mo Zhizhi and Shameless didn't have the slightest room to struggle, but they were only a moment slower than those clods of dirt, and they were also torn into the huge tornado by the violent wind!

Mo Zhiyu immediately used the Yuan Force that had just been repaired a little bit to open the defensive shield to protect him and Wuyan, and Wuyan immediately transported Yuan Li to Mo Zhiyu to maintain this defensive cover.

But the two of them were protected in this ball of light, and they were still being swept by this crazy wind and spinning rapidly, they didn't know how long this hurricane would last, and they didn't know how long they would be able to maintain their defensive shields.

Spinning at such high speed, surrounded by sand and gravel, they couldn't see their surroundings clearly.

Mo Zhi delusionally thought that the last time he used Black Storm to calculate an entire horse bandit group, this time he fell here again, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly, is this a coincidence? Or is it also a form of retribution?

"Three o'clock!" The voice of the remnant soul suddenly sounded in his head, "With the eyes of the gods!" ”

Mo Zhiyu immediately looked to the right, and the front of his hands was glowing with gold and fire.

The world in his eyes changed instantly, in this large area of gray world, he saw several golden rays of light, urging this huge tornado to not be the power of Mu Xing but the power of Jin Xing?

Although these golden lights were chaotic, Mo Zhiyu could see that they were all gathering in a unified direction, gathering into a bright ball of light in a direction about ten meters away from him. Could it be that this is the eye of the storm? If you go to the eye of the storm, all problems are not a problem!

The hurricane whirled so fast that he was dizzy and slowed down to think. But it is certain that no matter how he turns, the distance between him and the ball of light will not change much.

"Did you find anything?" Wuyan also noticed that Mo Zhiyu had been looking in a specific direction, and even his eyes lit up, so he asked him.

"It's the eye of the storm!" Mo Zhiyu said, took out the ink knife and handed it to Wu Yan, "Senior brother, you put the knife in the southeast direction, if I ask you to throw it, you will throw it with all your might!" ”

"Good!" Wuyan is 100% convinced of Mo Zhi's delusion.

The two of them were still spinning rapidly, and Mo Zhiyu was staring at the ball of light, the remnant soul calculating the speed and angle of the wind in his mind. As the hurricane turned faster and faster, the positions of the two men seemed to be climbing.

Now is the time!

"Throw!" Mo Zhiyu yelled out, and threw it out without thinking about it.

This is a knife mixed with the power of fire, fire and gold, in the hurricane driven by the power of gold, it is like a bamboo, and it rushes through the heavy wind wall at once, and plunges into the ball of light with a "bang". The ink knife was steadily absorbed by the ball of light like this, and it seemed that it was still falling into the depths?

Outlet?

"Senior brother, hurry up!" Mo Zhiyu shouted, opened his left hand, and the ink knife was summoned by Mo Zhiyu, and shook violently in the ball of light. But the ink knife was still steadily absorbed by the ball of light, and it couldn't retreat at all, so only Mo Zhiyu flew over there with no face.

The hurricane had layers of wind avoidance, which made them move much faster, but they didn't climb faster than they could climb in the slightest.

If this continues, the suction between him and the ink knife may not be able to defeat the power of this hurricane.

"Senior brother, help again!" Mo Zhiyu frowned, "Use fire to increase the thrust behind us!" ”

"Good!" Wuyan responded loudly, as a chaotic realm, what he should lack most now is Yuan Li. So he stretched out a hand backwards without turning his head.

With a "boom", the firelight exploded between his palms, turning into a roaring fire dragon and rushing towards the hurricane, and the reaction force quickly increased the movement speed of the two of them.

In the midst of the strong wind, through the heavy barriers, the Yuan Force transmitted to him by the Ink Delirium began to decrease, and sure enough, in the face of this double consumption, even the Chaos Realm could not withstand it?

But, enough is enough!

With the last roar, the last fire dragon jumped out, and Mo Zhiyu and Wuyan finally rushed through the last wind wall and entered the ball of light.

Mo Zhiyi grasped the ink knife, and at the same time, the two of them were also carried by the ink knife and fell into the golden light!

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The scorching sun is in the sky, and the yellow sand is long. The days in the desert seemed to be as they were. The heavy dunes fluffed up a few times, and a sand hunter came out, spitting out his tongue like a snake's letter, as if he had found a sign of food, and ran quickly down the hillside.

Suddenly, a hand came out from beneath the desert and held the sand hunting lizard firmly. The little desert lizard frantically swung its limbs and tail, and bit the thumb of this hand, as if it really bit the weakness of this thing, and the hand was released at once, and the sand hunting lizard took the opportunity to escape.

Then there was a "bang", and something even larger came out from under the hand, and the little sand door lizard was immediately frightened and ran away.

Mo Zhiyu wiped the sand from his face, looked at the little lizard that fled quickly, and then he looked at the tooth marks on his own thumb, and said with some surprise: "This desert lizard is so powerful?" Almost pierced my Yuan Force Armor? ”

At this time, there was another "bang", and the sand beside him also rose, and it was shameless to drill out. He took a big breath of fresh air, and then said, "No, it's a kind of prohibition in this place, which makes me feel like my realm has dropped a lot." ”

This land where goshawks soar always welcomes warriors who survive the wrath of the Immortal Heaven. —The next chapter, Arnoride

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