Gods and Immortals

"What is a sandstorm?" Ziwang and Jiang Huayang belonged to people who had never left the Central Plains, and had no concept of sandstorms at all.

The Gonggong people who speak Italian are on the plateau in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, and Shihao’s hometown is located in the northern grasslands. They have been more or less attacked by sandstorms, and they know how powerful the flying sand and rocks are when a sandstorm comes.

"Sandstorm is the wind that blows up the sand and passes over an area. All objects in this area will be buried by the desert!" Shihao explained: "I was on the grassland and once experienced a sandstorm. My cattle The sheep were all buried in the sand and died inside."

"No, it's stronger than that!"

Feng Wuyi interrupted the teacher and said: "The sandstorm in your place is weakened after the sandstorm blows to you. The real sandstorm in the desert is far more than just being able to bury people."

"The grains of sand blown up by the wind can scratch a person's face, and the small stones blown away can directly smash through a person's body!" Feng Wuyi looked more serious than ever, "In the desert, if you look for a place to hide, You will be completely buried to death. If you don’t hide, you may be directly blown to death by the wind!”

"So serious?!" Jiang Huayang was shocked, "Then what should we do now?"

Feng Wuyi stared at the black line that was getting thicker and thicker in the distance, "But the sandstorm this time should not be so serious. The climate change in the underground palace should be controlled by Wu Zheng from the Wu Temple. I guess it is for the students. They get the scales to create an opportunity, and it shouldn’t force people to be unable to move.”

Shi Hao nodded, "It's better to take precautions now, first look at the intensity of the sandstorm!"

Specialist's desire to study the giant was interrupted, and his face was very unhappy, while the others followed Feng Wuwu's words, wrapped their entire heads tightly with clothes, and then stood on the top of the leeward side of the sand dune.

If you stand at the root of the leeward side of the dune, or dig a hole on the leeward side of the dune, once a sandstorm hits, a large amount of sand and dust will be directly raised and the leeward side will be buried.If you stand on the windward side of the sand dunes, although you will not be buried by the sand, but because you don't know the intensity of the sandstorm, everyone dare not take risks. They can only choose such an area where they can change their positions at any time, and adapt to the situation when the sandstorm comes.

After making precautionary preparations, Mo Xuan looked at the distance of the desert again. Inadvertently, another four teams were chased by the giants to this area. Nobody noticed the sandstorm coming.

In the stone room, Zhu Mao looked at the only eight remaining teams on the light curtain, and asked Baxiang in a low voice, "Among the eight teams, the dean asked you to explain the location of the Xingshen Pavilion, how many people are there?"

Ba Xiang glanced at the light curtain, "Except for one person who died, the remaining six people are in these eight teams."

"Which teams are they?"

"Here, six nobles from Chaoge brought two people with them." Ba Xiang pointed to the position of the Chaoge team, then turned to Mo Xuan and Huang Quan's team and said, "Mo Xuan is one of the seven people, Huang Quan So did the two civilians I brought."

"And another one?"

"Here." Among the crowd where Ba Xiang found the light curtain, four mixed teams were fighting against King Kong's attack. Three of them were Shen Zhi, a nobleman and a man he brought with him. Civilians, "They are single and weak, but they know how to mix with other teams to seek help."

Zhu Mao nodded, "If they can survive the King Kong Desert, these four teams will be one step closer to Xingshen Pavilion. Focus on them and tell me immediately if there is any incident."

At this time, the sandstorm was getting closer and closer to everyone.

Mo Xuan raised his head and looked into the distance across the sand dunes. The black line in the sky was getting thicker and thicker, and he could already clearly see the billowing dust, covering the sky above and covering the earth below, like a huge sand wall [-] meters high, facing forward Roll and push!

There was a deafening roar, and the sandstorm was advancing extremely fast. Even those teams who hadn't noticed the sandstorm before had already seen the overwhelming sandstorm.

But they were exhausted from being chased by the giants, and it was too late to take precautions at this time.

"boom……!"

The gust of wind swept the sand, gravel and dust, whistling, and swept across the desert land for thousands of miles in an instant.

The scorching sun above the head suddenly became dark and dark, and the sand dunes on the ground rolled up a large amount of sand on the back of the strong wind, covering the sky and covering the sun. The seven of Mo Xuan suddenly lowered their heads and fell on the leeward side of the sand dunes. It was as if sand was poured on his body, and he was immediately buried by a large amount of sand and dust.

"Shake it! Hurry up! Shake it!" Feng Wuyi's face and mouth were covered by his robe, and his hysterical shouting came through, indistinct.

When everyone heard Feng Wuyi's shout, they hurriedly shook the dust all over their bodies to prevent the yellow sand rolled up by the sandstorm from being buried here.

Feng Wuyi stretched out his hand to test the wind speed very skillfully, then slowly stood up, his body arched into a ball, leaning forward as far as he could, facing the sandstorm, and slowly stood up.

"It's okay! I can barely move!"

Feng Wuyi's shout was quickly covered by the sandstorm, and Mo Xuan, Shihao and Ziwang stood up first.

After learning Feng Wuyi's posture and adapting to such a violent wind speed, they stabilized their bodies and picked out Jiang Huayang, Luo Wen and Zhuan Yiyu from the sand who were almost completely buried.

"What should I do next?!" Shi Hao yelled at Mo Xuan through the clothes.

Mo Xuan patted Feng Wuji's shoulder, "Look at how those giants are doing!"

Feng Wuyi was wearing sunglasses, so he could see things much more clearly in such a sandstorm than Mo Xuan and the others surrounded them with cloth.

More than a dozen giants, in the sand ditch, not only buried half of them in the sand from the collapse, but also a large amount of sand and dust blown by the sandstorm almost completely buried the giants.

At this time, the clear light from the levitation technique on the soles of the giant's feet had been extinguished, replaced by a pair of blue beams of light suddenly lit up from the eyes on their heads.

This blue beam of light is particularly dazzling in the gray sandstorm weather, and it can clearly distinguish where the giant is buried.

"They're not moving!" Feng Wuyi yelled at the crowd.

"Find a way to collect scales!" Mo Xuan shouted to everyone: "If the sandstorm passes, they will regain their ability to move, and it will be difficult to collect them!"

"Take me there!" Zhuan Yiyu came up and pulled Moxuan's sleeve with a very firm tone.

Mo Xuan took a look at Zhuanyiyu, nodded slightly, and shouted to Feng Wuji: "Hello, Master, take Yiyiyu over there, be careful here!"

Feng Wuyi knew very well that Jiang Huayang's fairy art couldn't knock off the scales, so Luo Wen's water fairy art would definitely not be effective, so he and Ziwang were left here to protect Jiang Huayang and Luo Wen, and Shihao and the others went to get rid of the scales. Breaking off the scales directly is the best choice.

Jiang Huayang poked his head out against the strong wind, glanced at the three of them, and shouted at the teacher: "Protect them both!"

Shihao was taken aback for a moment, nodded with a smile, then turned to look at Mo Xuan.

In everyone's eyes, Mo Xuan is still just an ordinary student with some warrior qualities. In such a dangerous situation, it is still necessary for the teacher to come forward to ensure their safety.

Although Shihao has seen Mo Xuan throw a punch, he knows that Mo Xuan is not as simple as it looks on the surface, but now that Mo Xuan is smiling slightly, showing no signs of showing his strength, he no longer cares about it.

With special language, the two moved little by little against the strong wind to the place where the giant was buried.

The sand ditch has long been filled, and even the blue beams of light shot out from the giant's eyes are gradually being buried by the sand and dust, leaving only half of the giant's head exposed outside. .

The three of them squatted down next to the giant's head, and scraped away the sand from the top of the golden giant's head, revealing the golden scale.Shi Hao tried to break it off with her hands, but with all her strength, she couldn't get the scales off the top of the giant's head.

Mo Xuan took a closer look at the connection between the scales and the top of the giant's head. It was obviously cast in one piece. If you want to break off the scales directly, you can't do it unless you have the ability to destroy the giant's shell.

"Get out of the way! Let me take a look!" Special language came up and stretched out his hand to carefully caress the material of the golden giant's exterior in the frantic wind and sand.

Mo Xuan could see her concentrated expression through the cloth that covered the sand and dust on her face, and the moment she touched the golden giant, she seemed to be slightly happy, and continued to shove under the sand with some excitement, her eyes glowed This look, Mo Xuan only saw it in later generations, when those extremely knowledgeable professors saw rare antiques.

This is also the reason why Mo Xuan wanted to bring Italian.

From the entrance of the training camp, the special language left such an impression on Mo Xuan.

Stubborn, professional.

This kind of people, in the field they are good at, will never let their teammates down.Mo Xuan just thinks that these golden giants should be the field where the Italian language is good at.

In the stone room, Zhu Mao and many witches were staring intently at the movement on the light curtain.

Most of the small dots of light representing the positions of the students are dormant in place, still trying to block the sandstorm. Only a few students are groping forward in the strong wind, groping around the King Kong giant.

"It's better that Mo Xuan's organization is more organized!" Wu Zheng commented: "Look at the three people in their team, they have already arrived at King Kong's side."

"Those King Kongs are just buried, but it doesn't mean they have no attack power. They are still inexperienced to approach so hastily!" Wu Zheng frowned and looked nervously at the three of Mo Xuan. Among all the light curtains, only the three of them were standing The first time King Kong was suppressed by the sandstorm, he quickly rushed to King Kong's side.

"This level tests the ability of teamwork and timing."

Wu Zheng praised: "Everyone has seen the mutual aid ability and combat IQ of Mo Xuan's team just now, and they are absolutely top-notch among this group of students. Speaking of timing, I think Mo Xuan and the others have done a good job! "

"In terms of King Kong's attack power and defense power, even if we go there, it won't help. They can seize this opportunity to go up and find a way, which is already very good!" The witch pointed to the four teams hugging together and said: "Look at them, they are still resisting the sandstorm, completely unaware that the temporary suppression brought by this sandstorm to King Kong is the best chance for them to get the golden scale..."

Zhu Mao smiled slightly, "It's just some kids who just entered the training camp. Don't be too demanding. It's pretty good that they can get to this point."

After hearing this, the lower Wuzheng immediately echoed with a smile: "I wish Pavilion Master is indeed worthy of being the Lord of Ren Pavilion, you have a kind heart!"

Zhu Mao waved his hand, smiled lightly, and didn't care about these compliments, "How is the situation with Huang Quan's team now?"

"Report to Pavilion Master, Huang Quan's situation is similar to that of Mo Xuan. He also buried King Kong in the sand and is trying to find a way to remove the golden scales." Wu Zheng replied.

Zhu Mao nodded, and whispered to Ba Xiang: "Pay attention to Shen Zhi's team, I always think that they may know something about the cause of those students' deaths."

Ba Xiang's face darkened slightly, "Okay!"

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