"If she has Baojing, it must be mine, don't grab it with me!" Jiang Ying immediately ran down the golden pagoda and chased the snake-haired girl.

"The wages of avarice is death!"

Wang Dali shook his head, sighed, and immediately followed. To deal with the snake-haired girl, Jiang Damei can't do it alone.

"Brother Dali and Goddess Jiang are crazy—"

"Go chasing Medusa for Mao, it's so dangerous—"

"If you don't see it, let her go—"

"This scourge must be eradicated, otherwise the authorities will send scientific expeditions to Posedo or the desert, and it will be dangerous—"

"How can I manage so much—"

"A true brave man is not afraid, and he is worried about this baby—"

The yellow sand in the Gobi, one strange, two people, chased one after another in the desert.

Chasing in the desert all morning, in the afternoon, the celestial phenomenon changes, the sky is rolling yellow sand, sweeping over from a distance, and the earth is overwhelming.

"Damn, it's a storm!"

"It's a storm—"

"Brother Dali, hide, the storm in the desert is very severe—"

"It's over, basically can't hide, I'm asking for more blessings—"

"It seems a bit unlucky, why was there a storm, so quickly find a place to hide—"

"This is a super storm, so much range, you can't hide—"

Wang Dali stopped chasing and frowned as he watched the monstrous yellow dust rolling in from a distance.

"Is it a big storm?" Jiang Ying opened her mouth wide when she saw such an overwhelming storm scene.

"Yes, and it's a super storm like never before!"

Wang Dali raised his eyes and saw that in the storm, countless huge tornadoes of vertical heaven and earth had formed, and he was very shocked.

"Everyone!"

Wang Dali was a little horrified, and said: "It seems that my luck is not very good. The storm in front of me is very shocking, but I believe that no matter how big the storm is, it will not kill me. Therefore, let me lead everyone together and attack this. It’s a super storm, I promise everyone,

This is definitely a rare experience! "

While Wang Dali stood, he didn't find any place to shelter from the wind.

"Brother Dali is crazy—"

"The 666 baby is kneeling—"

"Is Dali going to face the storm?"

"Like, amazing action, Brother Dali, are you sure there is no sand in your head?"

"Crazy, crazy—"

"Mortals can no longer understand the thinking of Brother Dali—"

"Quack, this is Brother Dali, one word is to do—"

"+1—"

The audience was stunned, the whole world was boiling, haha, are you facing a super desert storm? What a rare visual feast is this?

It's just that this won't kill the two of you, you know, in the face of the majestic power of nature, how small a person's power is.

Wang Dali was sure that he and Jiang Ying had no way to hide, because the storm was too wide to hide.

"For a while, let's ask for more blessings, and we will live and die!" Wang Dali drew a cross in front of him.

"Are you crazy?"

Jiang Ying was about to jump up violently, scratching her head and said, "There must be a way, how could this be?"

"There is a way. The transcendents are not afraid of being buried alive. You get into the sand and be careful not to be blown into the sky by the tornado. This will be better!" Wang Dali suggested.

Jiang Ying stomped and ran behind the sand dunes.

If it's an ordinary person, doing this is almost dead, but for Wang Dali and Jiang Damei, they are not afraid of being buried by yellow sand. Wang Dali was even sure that he would be fine if he could be buried under the yellow sand for ten days and ten nights.

Suddenly, Wang Dali thought of something, and hurriedly took out the prophecy mysterious stone and injected his spiritual power, and soon a picture of himself arriving in the oasis appeared before his eyes. Later, he saw Beauty Jiang walking in the yellow sand.

OK, it looks like nothing will happen!

Wang Dali made a victory sign, and then, the overwhelming yellow dust flooded over, the storm was dizzy, and the sand hit Wang Dali with a terrifying sound.

But all sounds have been submerged by the hurricane.

The super camera captured the scene of the raging desert storm, and then a huge tornado that pierced through the sky struck Wang Dali into the sky.

"Wow, wow, I was swept into the sky by a tornado, Mika, I won't fall to death, will I?"

Wang Dali was shocked and yelled again and again, Damn, when did he go through such a terrible situation? This is crazy.

The audience is also crazy.

"Oumaika, it's crazy—"

"Brother Dali was taken to the sky—"

"God, pray, is he dead—"

Before the live video, countless viewers hugged their heads and wailed. They couldn't believe that Dali was swept into the sky, and the video camera was spinning like crazy, Dali was flying into the sky, and yellow sand and hurricanes were raging around. Simply thrilling.

Many viewers were immediately dizzy, unable to adapt, bowed their heads and vomited.

Wang Dali was also dizzy. He was spinning all the time, bumping and somersaulting. With Wang Dali's physique, he also fell into the sky and turned his head.

I don’t know how long it took. Wang Dali did not remember how many times he went up and down. There was even one time when Wang Dali plunged directly into the yellow sand from a high altitude, and then he was rolled up high, time after time.

so horrible.

Ah ah ah

Wang Dali blew down from a height of thousands of meters, hit a sand dune severely, plunged into the yellow sand, and the huge tornado flew away.

The storm subsided gradually.

In the desert, half of Wang Dali's body was buried in the sand, and his body remained motionless.

The video screen no longer moves, as if it freezes.

No one knows whether Wang Dali still has a breath now, only that he is motionless.

Ten minutes later, Wang Dali remained motionless, as if he was dead, which made too many people start to panic and fear.

What if Dali dies?

No one can imagine such a situation, cannot imagine, and is afraid to think about it.

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