Chapter 514: Get out

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Chapter 514: Get Out
After a short while, Yu Feiyan's voice was completely annihilated by the deafening whistling stirred by the billowing yellow sand. Tang Huan was dim in the sight. Then, Tang Huan felt that the whole man was wrapped up by a terrible wind, and rolled and shuttled in the air.
However, in this situation, Tang Huan was not panicked, but rather calm.
At the moment when his body was covered by the "crazy sand storm", Tang Huan had already practiced the exercises and mobilized his qi, condensing a thin layer of qi on his body surface to protect himself and his children.
At this moment, Tang Huan already knew where the danger of this "crazy sand storm" was.
In this storm, there are endless grains of sand. Almost every moment, thousands of sand particles slap on various parts of the body. A sand grain does not pose any threat to the 9th-ranked strong, but thousands of sands fall on the body at the same time, but they are not afraid to withstand the attack of a 6th-ranked or even a 7th-ranked warrior.
This kind of offensive in Chengdu, even if continued for an hour, the nine-tier strong can withstand.
But if it lasts for days and nights, even the 9th-tier powerhouse may be exhausted, and once there is no power in the body, even the 9th-tier powerhouse can only wait for death in this mad sand storm.
"Bang bang ..."
Tang Huan settled down, and finally captured the sound of rolling rain-like sounds from the shaking whistling sound, which was the layer of true air shield that the sand particles in the storm kept slamming on his body.
Feeling the power of those sands, Tang Huan suddenly felt a little worried about Fengming and Yufei Yan.
Feng Ming is the demon king of the ninth-order peak. After the rebirth of the blood flame peak Nirvana, she was born and reborn, and the body was extremely arrogant. Although Yu Feiyan entered the ninth-order martial arts realm for a short time, she was powerful and gathered The physical body is just as powerful as the "dazzling spirit body".
Under normal circumstances, it should be fine for the two to spend three or four days in this "storm of storms."
But the duration of this "crazy sand storm" is uncertain, it may be three or four days, or it may be seven or eight days. If this storm really rages for seven or eight days in the northern part of the "Devil's Desert", Fengming and Yufeiyan may not be able to sustain themselves to the end.
"I don't know where they have been drawn."
Tang reluctantly regretted it, knowing that his luck was so bad, that he could come to the "Devil of the Desert" alone, so as not to affect them both.
It is a pity that things have come to an end and regret is useless.
Tang Huan sighed, his body curled up in a circle as much as possible, and when he saw it, he hugged it tightly in his arms, so as not to suffer the scourge of the pond fish.
Within this "crazy sand storm", time seems to pass particularly slowly.
In order to maintain the surface shield, Tang Huan's anger quickly passed, but he did not worry about running out of power. He is so angry that he can condense into a magic shield. Just as when they were besieged by the demon spirit in the fantasy formation of Xuanming Ghost King the other day, the two kinds of power kept cycling.
As long as Zhenqi's replenishment rate can keep up with the rate of consumption of mental energy, and the rate of replenishment can also keep up with the rate of consumption of Zhenqi, Tang Huan's power will never fail.
Of course, if the speed of replenishment and consumption is not equal, there is a danger of exhaustion of power.
Fortunately, in Tang Huan's judgment, the offensive of the sand particles in the "Furious Sand Storm" has not yet reached the point where his power was unbalanced.
Within the storm, day and night are not distinguished.
After Tang Huan ’s true energy was almost exhausted, the layer of true energy shield on the body surface was replaced by a layer of shimmering blue shield, and at the same time, the
Jiuyang God Furnace
and colorful Lingtan were urged to the extreme The qi slowly recovered little by little until it became full again.
After the mental capacity was almost exhausted, Tang Huan's body surface was replaced with a qi shield, so that he kept cycling and protecting himself and Xiaobudian from the sand.
"Oh!" I didn't know how long it had been before, a little weak call suddenly sounded.
"It's been a day!"
Tang Huan immediately understood that the golden blood that had been given to Xiaobudian yesterday had failed.
The next moment, Tang Huan directly reached into his arms, stuffed his forefinger into Xiaobuzi's mouth, and forced the blood out directly with qi to take it.
After Xiao Budian drank enough blood, Tang Huan's internal strength also began the third round of circulation.
Just in the blink of an eye, Tang Huan's shimmering blue shield on the surface of the body was replaced again by the Qi shield, while the dust around the body was still surging, and the storm was sweeping, but there was no sign of weakening, as if Destroy all obstacles encountered.
Time flies like water, and Tang Huan has been feeding Golden Blood a lot of times, twice, three times ... five times, six times ...
One time means one day.
"Oh!"
Finally, Xiao Biao nodded the seventh call, and Tang Huan put his finger in his mouth for the seventh time.
It's the seventh day!
At this time, Tang Huan was already worried, Feng Ming and Yu Feiyan could not alternate between qi and mental power like he did. They must replenish their power while consuming it.
It is especially dangerous that they can't recover their power as fast as Tang Huan. Therefore, the recovery of their power must be slower than the speed of consumption. If they continue for a long time, their power will always be exhausted. As a result, they will be in an extremely dangerous situation.
It's been seven days now and I don't know how they are doing?
Although he can still sense the existence of Fengming through the connection between the souls, he doesn't have many optimistic thoughts.
"what?"
However, just as Tang Huan's mind was turning and he was worried, he suddenly felt extremely keenly that the intensity of the sand slap against the body's true air shield seemed to be gradually decreasing.
"Is this 'Furious Sand Storm' going to stop?"
After a brief pause, Tang Huan was overjoyed, and now he didn't care that he would consume more power, and he was about to improve his sensing ability to the extreme.
Only a few moments later, Tang Huan had completely set his mind. His judgment was correct and the "storm of storms" showed signs of weakening.
It was almost two and a half minutes later, when Tang Huan felt that the power of the "crazy sand storm" was beyond his control, he couldn't hold back anymore, his mind moved slightly, and the wings formed by the strength were revealed behind him. Come out, then start flapping frantically.
"call!"
Between the wildly dancing yellow sands, Tang Huan, carrying the power of the storm, quickly rose, and his blurred vision gradually became clear. After rising about two kilometers, Tang Huan's vision was finally clear.
Above the sky, there is a clear sky, but below, there seems to be a huge dragon rolling forward in the endless desert, but the speed has become quite slow. Tang Huan searched between the dust, hoping to find Feng Ming and Yu Feiyan.