Chapter 1710
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The southernmost tip of the world, deep in the boundless desert.
Thousands of miles of yellow sand, at a glance, the yellow sand is connected with the sky, there is no cloud in the sky, and the air is filled with a burning breath.
It is deserted here, and few exotic animals live here.
In addition, the four corners of the southeast and northwest of the world, Tianhai, boundless desert, dragon god mountain range and polar ice sheet are extremely dangerous places.
A breeze blew, and several grains of fine sand rose with the breeze. The fine sand rubbed with each other and made a fine sound.
However, this breeze is only the rudiment of a disaster.
After it blows, it does not stop, but the fine sand it carries is getting larger and larger... When it blows less than a hundred miles, a huge tornado has been formed. The height of the tornado is nearly kilometers, and the influence range is also a hundred miles.
Moreover, it doesn't seem to stop and continues to expand
"Hoo Hoo..." the place where the tornado blew was a mess. The sand was directly rolled up and integrated into the violent tornado.
Some monsters hidden under the sand were thrown up high. Some monsters with strong cultivation broke free from the constraints of the tornado and fled quickly with their own strength. Some monsters with weak cultivation were directly torn to pieces by the tornado.
The torn ones are also directly integrated into the tornado and continue to blow forward
Although the boundless desert is rarely visited, there are countless treasures under the vast Yellow sand.
Where there are treasures, there are practitioners, no matter how dangerous.
Where the tornado is about to arrive, a city-state stands out. The walls around the city-state are high, but the buildings are mainly low. Because there are endless deserts and windy, the foundation of the buildings is sand, which is fundamentally unstable, and the high buildings will only be blown down.
This city-state is not big. I just want to be a small city-state. Standing on the wall, I can clearly see the huge whirlwind sweeping through with overwhelming momentum
"The boundless wind is coming!" a soldier wearing a robe and a sword at his waist shouted when he saw the approach of the whirlwind.
The voice fell, and all the practitioners' attention was attracted. When they saw the violent tornado, their faces changed at the same time.
Although there are many tornadoes in the depths of the boundless desert, such powerful and violent tornadoes are still rare. Some experienced practitioners' faces change greatly: "no, this city may not be protected!"
For a moment, everyone realized the coming of the disaster and immediately made a mess. Some were already busy running for their lives. They didn't want the city to be destroyed and people to die.
Those who dare to run for their lives now are strong ones, because such a powerful cyclone is bound to cause a chain reaction, and it will blow in other places. If the cultivation is weak, there is only a dead end without the protection of the city.
However, only a few of the strong choose to move away, and the experienced stay. The probability of leaving here is less than staying.
The weak can only pray silently in their hearts that the strong wall can save their lives.
While these weak people were begging, a man wearing coarse linen clothes and covering his face calmly sat in an old wine shop. All the people in the wine shop had run away, leaving him alone.
"I didn't expect that as soon as I found a place to avoid, I encountered a disaster. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune." the man muttered to himself, looking at the complete whirlwind in the sky.
"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.
"Brush..." some light and small things were directly sucked into the sky. Before they met the cyclone, they were directly torn into pieces.
The practitioners hid at the foot of the wall and attached to the wall with their spiritual power, because it was useless to hide in buildings under such a violent whirlwind.
"Ah!" several practitioners with weak accomplishments were weak and were directly sucked away by the whirlwind. After a while, there was no sound
"It seems that I still need to do something." the man drank the wine in the glass and looked at the whirlwind that was close at hand and destroyed the sky and earth, with a trace of essence in his eyes.
As the voice fell, his body flashed and rushed towards the whirlwind.
Some practitioners relying on the tall city wall looked at the body and rushed towards the whirlwind. Their eyes showed surprise. In their eyes, this man is a madman, and this is an act of death.
However, just when they regretted that a life was about to die, an extremely powerful force suddenly burst out on the body, and a huge black fog rose out of thin air.
The black fog instantly reached a diameter of 500 or 600 meters.
"Mender, mender!" people stared at the black fog with violent breath in the air, because the power of the mender was so strong that they couldn't breathe just because of the pressure of the breath.
The demon cultivator was no one else, but the strong God who left the demon God Temple: the dark night venerable.
"Roar!" a low roar came out of the black fog. A demon God wearing black armor immediately turned out, rushed out of the black fog at a very fast speed and rushed directly to the center of the cyclone.
And the black awn on the demon God's arm flashed, containing extremely powerful power.
"It, what is it going to do!" when the practitioners were surprised, the demon God had hit the center of the whirlwind.
"Boom!" with a loud noise, an extremely dazzling aura burst out, which swallowed up everything around in an instant
With the outbreak of aura, everyone defended themselves with aura and closely adhered to the wall. No one dared to relax. Once swept away, there was only a dead end.
The aura gradually dispersed, the sound of the tornado gradually disappeared, the huge demon God also disappeared, and everything calmed down.
As the tornado was scattered, the yellow sand it carried fell down, buried the city deeply below, and only half of the tall city wall was still exposed.
"Bah!" a practitioner stole his head from under the yellow sand and vomited the sand in his mouth.
Then looking at everything calmed down, his face showed a happy face and said, "saved!"
At the same time, countless practitioners exposed their heads from under the sand. They watched the whirlwind disappear, all cheered, and then looked at the figure standing out of thin air in mid air, which was the dark night maste
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The southernmost tip of the world, deep in the boundless desert.
Thousands of miles of yellow sand, at a glance, the yellow sand is connected with the sky, there is no cloud in the sky, and the air is filled with a burning breath.
It is deserted here, and few exotic animals live here.
In addition, the four corners of the southeast and northwest of the world, Tianhai, boundless desert, dragon god mountain range and polar ice sheet are extremely dangerous places.
A breeze blew, and several grains of fine sand rose with the breeze. The fine sand rubbed with each other and made a fine sound.
However, this breeze is only the rudiment of a disaster.
After it blows, it does not stop, but the fine sand it carries is getting larger and larger... When it blows less than a hundred miles, a huge tornado has been formed. The height of the tornado is nearly kilometers, and the influence range is also a hundred miles.
Moreover, it doesn't seem to stop and continues to expand
"Hoo Hoo..." the place where the tornado blew was a mess. The sand was directly rolled up and integrated into the violent tornado.
Some monsters hidden under the sand were thrown up high. Some monsters with strong cultivation broke free from the constraints of the tornado and fled quickly with their own strength. Some monsters with weak cultivation were directly torn to pieces by the tornado.
The torn ones are also directly integrated into the tornado and continue to blow forward
Although the boundless desert is rarely visited, there are countless treasures under the vast Yellow sand.
Where there are treasures, there are practitioners, no matter how dangerous.
Where the tornado is about to arrive, a city-state stands out. The walls around the city-state are high, but the buildings are mainly low. Because there are endless deserts and windy, the foundation of the buildings is sand, which is fundamentally unstable, and the high buildings will only be blown down.
This city-state is not big. I just want to be a small city-state. Standing on the wall, I can clearly see the huge whirlwind sweeping through with overwhelming momentum
"The boundless wind is coming!" a soldier wearing a robe and a sword at his waist shouted when he saw the approach of the whirlwind.
The voice fell, and all the practitioners' attention was attracted. When they saw the violent tornado, their faces changed at the same time.
Although there are many tornadoes in the depths of the boundless desert, such powerful and violent tornadoes are still rare. Some experienced practitioners' faces change greatly: "no, this city may not be protected!"
For a moment, everyone realized the coming of the disaster and immediately made a mess. Some were already busy running for their lives. They didn't want the city to be destroyed and people to die.
Those who dare to run for their lives now are strong ones, because such a powerful cyclone is bound to cause a chain reaction, and it will blow in other places. If the cultivation is weak, there is only a dead end without the protection of the city.
However, only a few of the strong choose to move away, and the experienced stay. The probability of leaving here is less than staying.
The weak can only pray silently in their hearts that the strong wall can save their lives.
While these weak people were begging, a man wearing coarse linen clothes and covering his face calmly sat in an old wine shop. All the people in the wine shop had run away, leaving him alone.
"I didn't expect that as soon as I found a place to avoid, I encountered a disaster. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune." the man muttered to himself, looking at the complete whirlwind in the sky.
"Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu.
"Brush..." some light and small things were directly sucked into the sky. Before they met the cyclone, they were directly torn into pieces.
The practitioners hid at the foot of the wall and attached to the wall with their spiritual power, because it was useless to hide in buildings under such a violent whirlwind.
"Ah!" several practitioners with weak accomplishments were weak and were directly sucked away by the whirlwind. After a while, there was no sound
"It seems that I still need to do something." the man drank the wine in the glass and looked at the whirlwind that was close at hand and destroyed the sky and earth, with a trace of essence in his eyes.
As the voice fell, his body flashed and rushed towards the whirlwind.
Some practitioners relying on the tall city wall looked at the body and rushed towards the whirlwind. Their eyes showed surprise. In their eyes, this man is a madman, and this is an act of death.
However, just when they regretted that a life was about to die, an extremely powerful force suddenly burst out on the body, and a huge black fog rose out of thin air.
The black fog instantly reached a diameter of 500 or 600 meters.
"Mender, mender!" people stared at the black fog with violent breath in the air, because the power of the mender was so strong that they couldn't breathe just because of the pressure of the breath.
The demon cultivator was no one else, but the strong God who left the demon God Temple: the dark night venerable.
"Roar!" a low roar came out of the black fog. A demon God wearing black armor immediately turned out, rushed out of the black fog at a very fast speed and rushed directly to the center of the cyclone.
And the black awn on the demon God's arm flashed, containing extremely powerful power.
"It, what is it going to do!" when the practitioners were surprised, the demon God had hit the center of the whirlwind.
"Boom!" with a loud noise, an extremely dazzling aura burst out, which swallowed up everything around in an instant
With the outbreak of aura, everyone defended themselves with aura and closely adhered to the wall. No one dared to relax. Once swept away, there was only a dead end.
The aura gradually dispersed, the sound of the tornado gradually disappeared, the huge demon God also disappeared, and everything calmed down.
As the tornado was scattered, the yellow sand it carried fell down, buried the city deeply below, and only half of the tall city wall was still exposed.
"Bah!" a practitioner stole his head from under the yellow sand and vomited the sand in his mouth.
Then looking at everything calmed down, his face showed a happy face and said, "saved!"
At the same time, countless practitioners exposed their heads from under the sand. They watched the whirlwind disappear, all cheered, and then looked at the figure standing out of thin air in mid air, which was the dark night maste
The southernmost tip of the world, deep in the boundless desert.Thousands of miles of yellow sand, at a glance, the yellow sand is connected with the sky, there is no cloud in the sky, and the air is filled with a burning breath.It is deserted here, and few exotic animals live here.In addition, the four corners of the southeast and northwest of the world, Tianhai, boundless desert, dragon god mountain range and polar ice sheet are extremely dangerous places.A breeze blew, and several grains of fine sand rose with the breeze. The fine sand rubbed with each other and made a fine sound.However, this breeze is only the rudiment of a disaster.After it blows, it does not stop, but the fine sand it carries is getting larger and larger... When it blows less than a hundred miles, a huge tornado has been formed. The height of the tornado is nearly kilometers, and the influence range is also a hundred miles.Moreover, it doesn't seem to stop and continues to expand"Hoo Hoo..." the place where the tornado blew was a mess. The sand was directly rolled up and integrated into the violent tornado.Some monsters hidden under the sand were thrown up high. Some monsters with strong cultivation broke free from the constraints of the tornado and fled quickly with their own strength. Some monsters with weak cultivation were directly torn to pieces by the tornado.The torn ones are also directly integrated into the tornado and continue to blow forwardAlthough the boundless desert is rarely visited, there are countless treasures under the vast Yellow sand.Where there are treasures, there are practitioners, no matter how dangerous.Where the tornado is about to arrive, a city-state stands out. The walls around the city-state are high, but the buildings are mainly low. Because there are endless deserts and windy, the foundation of the buildings is sand, which is fundamentally unstable, and the high buildings will only be blown down.This city-state is not big. I just want to be a small city-state. Standing on the wall, I can clearly see the huge whirlwind sweeping through with overwhelming momentum"The boundless wind is coming!" a soldier wearing a robe and a sword at his waist shouted when he saw the approach of the whirlwind.The voice fell, and all the practitioners' attention was attracted. When they saw the violent tornado, their faces changed at the same time.Although there are many tornadoes in the depths of the boundless desert, such powerful and violent tornadoes are still rare. Some experienced practitioners' faces change greatly: "no, this city may not be protected!"For a moment, everyone realized the coming of the disaster and immediately made a mess. Some were already busy running for their lives. They didn't want the city to be destroyed and people to die.Those who dare to run for their lives now are strong ones, because such a powerful cyclone is bound to cause a chain reaction, and it will blow in other places. If the cultivation is weak, there is only a dead end without the protection of the city.However, only a few of the strong choose to move away, and the experienced stay. The probability of leaving here is less than staying.The weak can only pray silently in their hearts that the strong wall can save their lives.While these weak people were begging, a man wearing coarse linen clothes and covering his face calmly sat in an old wine shop. All the people in the wine shop had run away, leaving him alone."I didn't expect that as soon as I found a place to avoid, I encountered a disaster. I don't know whether it was luck or misfortune." the man muttered to himself, looking at the complete whirlwind in the sky."Huhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhuhu."Brush..." some light and small things were directly sucked into the sky. Before they met the cyclone, they were directly torn into pieces.The practitioners hid at the foot of the wall and attached to the wall with their spiritual power, because it was useless to hide in buildings under such a violent whirlwind."Ah!" several practitioners with weak accomplishments were weak and were directly sucked away by the whirlwind. After a while, there was no sound"It seems that I still need to do something." the man drank the wine in the glass and looked at the whirlwind that was close at hand and destroyed the sky and earth, with a trace of essence in his eyes.As the voice fell, his body flashed and rushed towards the whirlwind.Some practitioners relying on the tall city wall looked at the body and rushed towards the whirlwind. Their eyes showed surprise. In their eyes, this man is a madman, and this is an act of death.However, just when they regretted that a life was about to die, an extremely powerful force suddenly burst out on the body, and a huge black fog rose out of thin air.The black fog instantly reached a diameter of 500 or 600 meters."Mender, mender!" people stared at the black fog with violent breath in the air, because the power of the mender was so strong that they couldn't breathe just because of the pressure of the breath.The demon cultivator was no one else, but the strong God who left the demon God Temple: the dark night venerable."Roar!" a low roar came out of the black fog. A demon God wearing black armor immediately turned out, rushed out of the black fog at a very fast speed and rushed directly to the center of the cyclone.And the black awn on the demon God's arm flashed, containing extremely powerful power."It, what is it going to do!" when the practitioners were surprised, the demon God had hit the center of the whirlwind."Boom!" with a loud noise, an extremely dazzling aura burst out, which swallowed up everything around in an instantWith the outbreak of aura, everyone defended themselves with aura and closely adhered to the wall. No one dared to relax. Once swept away, there was only a dead end.The aura gradually dispersed, the sound of the tornado gradually disappeared, the huge demon God also disappeared, and everything calmed down.As the tornado was scattered, the yellow sand it carried fell down, buried the city deeply below, and only half of the tall city wall was still exposed."Bah!" a practitioner stole his head from under the yellow sand and vomited the sand in his mouth.Then looking at everything calmed down, his face showed a happy face and said, "saved!"At the same time, countless practitioners exposed their heads from under the sand. They watched the whirlwind disappear, all cheered, and then looked at the figure standing out of thin air in mid air, which was the dark night maste
