Fantasy World Transmigration

The sound of the wind is like the howling of a devil, and occasionally there will be one or two whistling whistles that let out long whips. The dense gravel can draw rough wounds on people, and can almost wipe out all existence in the desert. People are chopped into bones.

In such nightmarish surroundings, a man in iron armor treks across the desert on foot.

The flying gravel hit him, making a "Dangdang" sound. He was wearing a veil, covering most of his head, only showing half of his indifferent face, walking with difficulty against the strong wind, behind him A group of men and women followed, all wearing traditional white robes in the desert area, but upon closer inspection, there were shadows of traditional Japanese royal robes.

Only careful people can notice that when the storm came in front of a group of people, it seemed to be repelled by the invisible, and they were separated and flowed from the side. The group of people was like an invisible sharp knife in the storm, breaking most of the sandstorm. The power, the yellow sand that covers the sky and the sun, and only a small part of the fish that slipped through the net can seep into the invisible barrier.

"Captain, my mana consumption is too high, and I can hardly sustain it!" A slender woman couldn't help but say.

The man in iron armor walking in the front turned back and said: "Eiko, please hold on. We will be there soon. When this task is completed and go back, I will ask the team to collectively contribute and exchange six more magic circuits for you... Gentlemen, please think about it, we have the treasure: the protection of the Wind King enchantment, and this trip has consumed so much energy and effort."

"But our opponents are always facing the power of this storm. Their energy consumption will only be greater than ours, and they have to guard against our sudden attack every moment. I think they must be exhausted now I did my best."

"As long as we can persevere, the best time to complete the task is just around the corner. They won't think that we can cross the entire storm to attack them. If the storm subsides, we will lose a best chance , Gentlemen, please display your roots! The Yamato nation is indomitable!"

"Hi!"

The captain of the Onikiri team has a lot of authority in the team. After listening to his encouragement, everyone raised their spirits, answered loudly, and showed their best spirit to face the terrifying majesty of nature. The one who spoke just now was named E The woman with the child, gritted her teeth and squeezed the little magic power she had left, pouring it into the treasure that protects everyone—the Wind King Barrier.

That layer of dense air was compressed even more tightly, like a flexible shield, which relieved them of the strong pressure of facing the sandstorm and the dangerous gravel mixed in the strong wind.

Although the group is still in a mess, their situation is much better than those who faced the sandstorm.

No wonder the captain of the Onikiri team is very confident,

Chen Ang was caught off guard.

In such a big storm, it is reasonable to say that the Onikiri team with the Wind King Barrier is so embarrassed, so it is very likely that Zhang Ziqiang's team, which has no props to resist the sandstorm, should be even more sad, and even have to stick to it in the storm. With such a big storm, on the one hand, they have to be alert to the attacks of the hostile reincarnation team, and on the other hand, they will have a kind of inertia.

Because very few people would risk crossing the sandstorm to attack their own people, Zhang Ziqiang's thinking is normal, his team is so difficult to stand firm in the face of the sandstorm, so the possibility of the enemy attacking at the risk of crossing the sandstorm is How many?

Therefore, the captain of the Onikiri team judged that Zhang Ziqiang's team should be in a state of exhaustion and slack.

It has to be said that the captain of the Onikiri team is a guy who has deeply studied the inferiority of human psychology. His judgment on Zhang Ziqiang's team is generally correct except for some mistakes. Newcomers like Brown, facing the raging sandstorm outside the airship, unconsciously slack off.

Li Ming sat cross-legged on the blanket, looked at the fierce wind outside the window, and said curiously: "In such a terrible weather, no fool will come to the center of the storm and attack us!"

Hong Fan scratched his scalp, thinking: "It's hard to say! It's better to be careful."

Li Ming rolled his eyes: "If they want to attack us, they have to fly up! In this bad weather, even the missiles are not accurate, and the electronic equipment is subject to strong interference. As long as we monitor the In the small area below, where the wind is relatively calm, they can't launch an assault at all."

"Also, didn't Dr. Chen release the deserted mummy to investigate?"

After speaking, Li Ming took a sip of the juice in front of him, looked down at the cards on the blanket, and suddenly excitedly said: "Three belts and one, I want it!" Hong Fan played the card and said: "Wang Zha!"

The Onikiri team was still struggling in the sandstorm.

They have slowly approached the coordinates that the Lord God reported to them last time. According to the time, the time for the next notification of the coordinates should be coming soon, but the wind is getting more and more fierce. They seem to be approaching the center of the sandstorm. The ground and the sky are rolling with yellow sand Like a boiling ocean.

A member of the Onikiri team pressed their headscarves and shouted: "Captain, the situation is not right, the wind is getting stronger and stronger! We seem to be approaching the center of the sandstorm..."

Onikiri team captain Akao yelled: "Whether it's right or not, find the coordinates for me first!"

Suddenly the woman named Ezi screamed: "Captain, look!"

The sandstorm in front of me is like a whistling hurricane in a secret room, with a low and strange whirling sound, and the sand dunes under their feet rise wave after wave, like rolling waves. The entire high sand dune overturned, and dozens of tons of gravel hit the ground in front of everyone, completely burying a depression.

Everything seemed to be the end of the world, with rumbling noises, and in the dim sand, a huge tornado appeared in front of everyone. It was like a huge water pump, pumping the sand dunes on the ground into the sky, and then turning them into Because of the torrential rain and sand waves, they suddenly fell from the sky.

The size of this hurricane is huge, in front of the Onikiri team, it is like a curtain blocking half of the sky.

Standing on the bow of the airship, Chen Ang, who was nailed to the viewing platform of the cockpit like a nail, opened his eyes suddenly, and said with a smile, "I see you!" The decayed mummy turned into countless grains of sand, shot out like a long rope, rolled up the spear of judgment beside Hong Fan, and shot out with a wave of Chen Ang's right hand.

The grains of sand that the mummies had turned into were entangled on the Spear of Judgment, pressing down on its mechanism.

The Judgment Spear (imitation) that looked like a scepter in mid-air popped out a sharp spear head and plunged into the violent hurricane. Mentioned to a terrible degree.

The vampires in black around Chen Ang stood up one after another. They threw their direction towards Chen Ang, rushed out like a cheetah, and jumped down from the airship hundreds of meters high. Evelyn suddenly saw this situation, Screaming, the scalps of the other people in the airship exploded, and they clearly saw the figures of the vampires in black rolling vigorously in the air, and then plunged headlong into the violent tornado with open arms.

Cutting the air in the direction of the wind, the blood race in black made a muffled sound of "hula" under their ribs, and a web-like film appeared between the hands and feet of the large black cloak, as if spreading a pair of wings, like The bat wing-like structure makes these vampires really look like a giant bat.

Relying on the instinct in their blood, they used the flying wingsuit made of high-strength materials to cut through the wind wall like the side of a surfboard cut through the waves, and followed the guidance of Chen Ang to control the spear of judgment, towards the dark sky Where to fly.

With his eyes closed, Chen Ang used his mana to connect with the huge storm, and through the dozens of sandy mummies mixed in the storm, he included every wind movement of the huge storm into his own calculations, and after a The precise calculation of his brain builds a detailed and specific movement model.

The deserted mummy wrapped around the Spear of Judgment, like a Sasol, adjusted its direction under Chen Ang's control, keeping a distance of more than ten meters ahead of the blood races, demonstrating the trajectory of movement for them.

Those vampires in black were like a huge bat flying through the tornado. Like a school of fish, they took advantage of the violent wind to speed up and pounce in an unknown direction.

These vampires have reached an astonishingly high speed, their bodies have almost broken the sound barrier, passing through countless chaotic yellow sand flows like madmen, interspersed among these countless turbulent flows, they are surprisingly easy to do, and if they are born here, they will be torn apart if they are not careful. In the dangerous situation of being shattered into pieces, these blood races still maintain a trace of elegance and calmness of the night nobles.

A vampire wingsuit following behind on the right was slightly disturbed, and was quickly drawn into the turbulent current, spinning like a clumsy bat, being rolled up by the turbulent current, countless sharp sand streams, rough The gravel tore through his body like a violent blade, and the vampire screamed and was torn to pieces by the strong wind.

And more blood races passed him without stopping, still maintaining indifference, unmoved and rushed towards the direction where the spear of judgment was shooting.

The Spear of Judgment finally shot out the distance with the most terrifying wind, but under Chen Ang's precise calculation, it still kept pushing with the help of the airflow. Instead of slowing down, its already terrifying speed was accelerated to a terrifying speed. Degree……

At this time, Eko, a member of the Onikiri team, finally calculated the coordinates given by the main god again at 30 o'clock. She couldn't hide her inner panic and said: "Captain Akao, the coordinates given by the main god to the Kyushu team are at The center of the tornado! They..."

Before she could finish her words, in Chiwei's extremely terrified eyes, her body was hit by a powerful force and flew up. Blood mist appeared on the wound on her chest, as if a golden ray of light tore through the wind. Wang Junjie passed through her chest, and the powerful force shook the blood she threw into a blood mist...

Only Captain Akao, who had strengthened Sharingan, could see that it was a golden spear that tore through Eiko's chest like a crossbow bolt, and plunged into the gravel beneath them with the blood of his sweetheart.

"No! Eiko!" Akao wailed in despair.