Chapter 1065: Unwilling!
Time passed quickly, and even Gu Fenghua didn't know how long or far she had run, only that under the continuous full force, the holy qi in her body gushed out like a flood that broke the embankment, and it was constantly consumed.
Even she was like this, so Lorne and the others naturally didn't need to say much. Everyone's clothes were soaked with sweat, and their legs became so heavy, as if they were stuck in a quagmire, and every step out was so difficult.
However, the Netherworld Sandstorm did not weaken for the slightest, still roaring and raging across the earth, ruthlessly destroying everything in front of it.
Closer, closer! The speed of Gu Fenghua and the others was getting slower and slower, and the distance of the sandstorm was naturally getting closer and closer, and they even felt the tremor of the earth, and felt the stinging pain of the fine sand particles hitting their backs like pins.
"Let go of me, and don't drag you down any longer." The Nine Emperors spoke, taking out the trial order.
"Let's go, leave us alone." Xie Youran and Fang Tianyou also said with gloomy expressions, and at the same time took out the trial order.
Originally, they thought that with their own strength, they should not be weaker than Luo Enen and others, but when they were really facing a crisis, they realized that they were actually far inferior to the other party in terms of both their will and cultivation foundation. If it weren't for Gu Fenghua and the others who had been taking them, they would have given up a long time ago.
Seeing that the Netherworld Sandstorm was getting closer and closer, they really didn't want to drag down Gu Fenghua and the others anymore.
"No, you can't give up easily!" Gu Fenghua gritted his teeth, took the Nine Emperor Princes in one hand and dragged Fang Tianyou in the other, and continued to rush forward.
Judging from the scene seen in the previous celestial map, this Netherworld Sandstorm also has a moment to dissipate, and as long as they persevere, there must be hope.
The white fat man and Lorne took a deep breath, and also clenched the hands of Xie Youran and Lin Hanyi respectively. Although they don't know how long they can hold out, as long as there is still hope, they will never give up on any of their companions.
Stepping on the soft sand, the group continued to flee desperately. I don't know when, the eyes of the Nine Emperor Princes, Fang Tianyou and the others have been covered with a layer of water.
"It seems that the sandstorm has weakened!" Ye Wuse said suddenly.
Sure enough, the sound of the sandstorm was obviously not as harsh as before, and when I turned my head to look, I saw that the rolling sand waves were much calmer than before. In this way, it may not be long before the Netherworld Sandstorm dissipates on its own.
However, seeing this scene, everyone still couldn't be happy. At this time, both Lorne and Ye Wuse were on the verge of exhausting their holy qi, and even Gu Fenghua's fingers were trembling slightly.
As for Fang Tianyou and the others, they were already exhausted, their legs were numb, and they were completely carried by Gu Fenghua and the others, relying on instinct to continue to move forward.
"Let's go, leave us alone!" The Nine Emperor Princes broke free from Gu Fenghua's hand and took out the trial card again.
Fang Tianyou, Xie Youran, and Lin Hanyi also let go of their fingers, sat on the ground weakly, and took out the trial card.
"Fenghua ......" Lorne looked at Gu Fenghua, his eyes full of unwillingness.
If you persist a little longer, even if you persist for another half an hour, maybe this sandstorm will dissipate on its own, but it's a pity, not to mention Fang Tianyou and the Nine Emperors and others, even she really can't hold on.
Gu Fenghua pursed his lips tightly, and he was also unwilling in his heart. I thought that they would be able to pass this trial if they worked together, but who would have thought that under the terrifying power of the Netherworld Sandstorm, they would be so small. That's when she realized that her cultivation was still so worthless.
An unprecedented sense of frustration and loss also came over her, so depressed that she could barely breathe.