Reborn Tyrannosaurus Rex

Chapter 194 Sandstorm strikes
Lu Hao sneered, he already understood in his heart that this man in white was [-]% a liar.

Boulder Fortress is just to the east, and it is a city where giant dinosaur cultivators gather. These days, Lu Hao and the three are flying in the air, and you can often see many cultivators rushing towards Boulder Fort in the air, and many of them are even golden. Dan mid.

With the strength of Jindan in the middle stage, it is impossible to join forces like Sibao, so at the beginning, Lu Hao was still a little confused and strange.

But after observing for a period of time, Lu Hao already fully understood that Giant Stone Fort is a city of cultivators, but only a few people in this city are disciples of Giant Rock Fort, and other cultivators gathered for various reasons. Those who lived in the Boulder Fort, of course, had to pay a considerable amount of fees on a regular basis.

This is like renting a house. Every once in a while, you pay a certain fee and get a certain period of residence.

For some reason, the power of Giant Stone Castle did not object to the residence of these ordinary cultivators. The same was true for the other three castles, where a large number of ordinary practitioners gathered. The four castles were also the four treasure trading centers of the Liujin Desert.

Of course, the treatment for the disciples of the Great Stone Castle is completely different from that of ordinary cultivators. Ordinary cultivators are equivalent to the lowest level of existence in the Great Stone Castle, and there are also many cultivators who come here with the fantasy of joining the Great Stone Castle.

There was a whistling wind in the air, and three shadows flashed past like a flash of lightning, intersecting with several cultivators rushing to the giant stone castle, heading south.

"What are the benefits of the Four Forts? Let the cultivators of the Liujin Desert be like crucian carp crossing the river. What if these low-level cultivators go to the Four Forts? It is impossible for them to join the Four Forts, or even become a chance for Dragon War. It's smaller than the small villages outside the Four Forts." Lin Fei murmured, glancing at the disappearing cultivator out of the corner of his eyes.

Lu Hao smiled slightly. The reason is very simple. Even if there are several vortex gold streams in the Four Forts, it is absolutely impossible for non-Four Fort disciples to use them. On the contrary, the chances are even smaller than those in the villages outside the Four Forts.

Lin Fei seemed to be complaining and said: "Our goal, Qingyun Fort, will take another two years of flight before we can reach it. Thinking about it, I'm really impatient."

Lu Hao laughed, and said: "Two years, neither long nor short, during this period of time, we flew continuously at high speed, consolidated our realm, stayed in the vortex of gold for more than 100 years, and came out to practice for a while. Fan, it is also helpful for cultivation."

Cultivation requires comprehension. It is very difficult to break through after practicing hard to a certain level. At this time, you need experience and epiphany, completely forget about cultivation, and your mind is in a state of clearness and emptiness. On the contrary, it is easier to break through.

Ajie twitched his lips, with a resolute expression on his face, and said, "Brother Fei, are you afraid of two years? Do you want to go to the Boulder Fort? After all, the Boulder Fort is only a month away. gone."

Lin Fei raised his brows and said proudly: "Ajie, what are you talking about? When did Brother Fei ever get scared? You just said it to let the boss and you have a mental preparation. The Boulder Fort is nothing. Never thought that Qingyun Fort is our goal."

Lu Hao smiled brightly: "Okay, within two years, we will reach Qingyun Castle."

The sound of screaming sounded, and the three shadows became faster and faster, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Liujin Desert is a place full of temptations and mysteries. In addition to the most dangerous area in the center, there are also terrifying sandstorms. For the cultivators of Liujin Desert, the horror of sandstorms is self-evident. During the transformation period, or the transformation period, as long as they are sucked in by the sandstorm, no one has ever survived.

A huge roar rolled in, the sky was full of yellow sand, and the sky and the earth were dark, like the end of the world, or an ancient monster was devouring the sky and the earth.

In a short while, the desert turned from a scorching sun to a gray darkness. I saw that gray darkness rolling in, destroying everything along the way, with an unrivaled momentum. It was a sandstorm, and the occurrence of sandstorms was irregular. .

In the Liujin Desert, the first rule of life-saving is that if you encounter a sandstorm, you should immediately dodge and dodge far away, which is getting better and better.

Towering green trees, several small lakes, and several dinosaurs playing in the lake. This is a small desert village, and suddenly a sharp shout sounded in the air: "No, a sandstorm is coming, a sandstorm is coming!" coming."

In an instant, the whole village became silent, with the sound of falling needles, and only the sound of the breeze blowing the green leaves. In sluggishness.

A huge gray darkness covered half of the sky, and it rushed towards the small village. There was a faint roar, a large sandstorm.

"How is it possible? Our village hasn't experienced sandstorms for hundreds of years. Why did sandstorms suddenly appear?" A cultivator blinked his eyes with a very puzzled expression.

A cultivator with a red pattern carved on his face said with trembling eyes, "It's too fast, this sandstorm is too fast, this village will be destroyed, if we don't leave quickly, we will all die, everyone will die .”

The sky turned gray, and the roar was clearly audible. Every cultivator in the village understood that this time there was a real sandstorm, and the sandstorm was irregular. Even if a village had not had a sandstorm for thousands of years, it would still It cannot be said that there will be no sandstorms in the future.

Several shadows evacuated the small village like lightning, and then several shadows flew up, but stagnated in the air, like static stone statues, unable to fly at all. A few miserable cries came from the westernmost corner of the village, and there was already misfortune of cultivators were sucked into the sandstorm.

The horror of the sandstorm lies not only in the power that can instantly kill Jindan late-stage cultivators, but also in the mysterious suction. This is the most mysterious part of the sandstorm. Once the cultivator uses the real essence, there will be a tyrannical force in the sandstorm. The suction force sucked the cultivators thousands of meters away from the sandstorm alive.

"It's over, it's over, everyone is going to die, haha." A young cultivator went crazy and laughed out loud. He doesn't dare to use his true energy at all now, and if he uses his true energy within the influence of the sandstorm, the only way to die one.

The screams continued, and several cultivators who used their true essence were sucked in without any resistance at all.

An old voice sounded from above the village: "As long as you enter the sandstorm, you won't have any vitality. If you use your true energy in the power area of ​​the sandstorm, you will be sucked in. There is no vitality. Now everyone, don't use your true energy casually. Life and death are up to you." Destiny, maybe there is still a chance."

The speed of the sandstorm was very fast, and the cultivators stood dumbfounded, watching their companions being involved one by one, and the terrifying power could be turned into powder as soon as they were suppressed, with desperate expressions on their faces. , will only die faster, which makes them even more desperate.

At the same time, beside the lake in the center of the village, three young men were lying on the grass, looking very leisurely, as if the terrifying sandstorm hadn't affected them at all.

The blond young man looked up, narrowed his eyes, and said calmly, "Boss, it's getting dark, what should we do?"

Under the influence of the sandstorm, the entire sky was gray and the wind was strong. The west side of the village had been swallowed up. Whether it was trees, boulders, houses, or cultivators, once swallowed, they would all be smashed to pieces. any accidents.

The black-haired young man closed his eyes, as if he was resting his mind, and said leisurely: "Everyone knows that the most mysterious thing about sandstorms is that they can respond to the true essence of a cultivator. If you use the true essence, you will die faster. Since We are already within the range of desert power, we will just wait."

The last young man was lying down, with a calm expression on his face, and a faint smile suddenly appeared: "Brother Fei, try it with real yuan."

There are many cultivators beside the lake. Their faces are terrified, their eyes are full of deep fear, and their despair is obvious. No cultivator dares to move, because once they use their true essence, they will be sucked in by the sandstorm and die. faster.

But watching myself step by step towards death, this kind of despair makes people crazy.

"Isn't it just death? Such a mournful face is really embarrassing to us dinosaur cultivators. Even if we are going to die, I, Lan Tian, ​​will never complain. To participate in the dragon battle trial, you must have this kind of awareness." The boy who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old shouted loudly.

The young man only had a mid-Golden Core cultivation base, and his words instantly attracted countless angry eyes. At this critical moment, everyone fell into absolute despair. The young man's words seemed to ignite the fuse. Many cultivators wanted to kill this boy.

The young man looked at Lu Hao and the others with firm eyes, with a look of respect flashing in his eyes, and said with a smile: "Three big brothers, I didn't expect that there are three outstanding cultivators in the village who face sandstorms and face death. , without fear, I, Lan Tian, ​​admire it very much."

Lin Fei glanced around, and said with a chuckle: "Lantian, you have caused trouble. Look at everyone's eyes, as if they are going to eat you."

Lan Tian smiled lightly and said: "Brother was joking, at this time, even if they don't eat me, I don't have any chance in the face of sandstorms. Even if I am a cultivator in the transformation stage, once I am involved in the sandstorm, I will have no chance. Yes, it’s death anyway, instead of being scared, it’s better to relax and be calm.”

Lu Hao said slowly: "Lan Tian, ​​you know that cultivators in the transformation stage have no chance in the face of sandstorms, so why are you not afraid of death?"

Lan Tian's face was calm, his eyes flashed brightly, and he said: "Afraid of death, why should I be afraid? I was just a dinosaur without intelligence. I was able to successfully refine my shape in the Shape Refining Hall, break through step by step, and enter the Liujin Desert. Wasn’t it extremely dangerous that time? I’m already very happy to be able to reach the current state.”

"If I were afraid of death, I wouldn't come to Liujin Desert, and I wouldn't participate in the dragon battle trial. To participate in the dragon battle trial, you must have the consciousness to fight with your life."

(End of this chapter)