Whether it is Gu Fenghua and his party in the realm of the soul saint or Su Muyun in the realm of the profound saint, they are all so weak in front of this ghostly sandstorm. Not to mention that both sides are hurting now, even in the heyday, it is impossible to compete with it. Getting involved in it will definitely end in pieces.

"You guys are lucky!" Su Muyun made a decisive decision, sheathed his long sword, and ran in the opposite direction from the Nether Sandstorm.

Although she was a little unwilling, she knew very well that with her current injuries, even if she managed to kill Gu Fenghua by chance, her injuries would be even worse. By then, there would be no chance of escaping. No matter how much she wanted to get rid of Gu Fenghua, she was unwilling to put her own life in it.

Almost at the same time that Su Muyun left, Gu Fenghua and the others rushed out in the same direction.

This ghostly sandstorm is usually dozens of miles or even hundreds of miles wide. If it has been noticed early, there is still hope to escape from the side, but before only focusing on desperately, who can find it early? The only way now is to run away with all your strength in the direction of the sandstorm, wait for a certain distance, and then avoid it diagonally.

Su Muyun, Gu Fenghua and the others who had been desperately fighting each other before ran side by side, and no one would worry about the other party's sneak attack and plot. After all, life and death are on the line, and no one dared to make troubles.

Suddenly, both sides stopped at the same time, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Ahead, a sandstorm surged like ten thousand horses galloping.

Two ghostly sandstorms rushed towards each other, and Gu Fenghua and others happened to be between them.

Gu Fenghua and others have participated in the trial for more than a month, but this is the first time they have encountered such a situation.

Even if it was just a ghost sandstorm, they couldn't resist it at all, let alone being in the middle of two ghost sandstorms.

The worst thing is that these two ghost sandstorms appeared too suddenly. They are still under the restriction set by Su Muyun earlier, and it is useless to crush the trial token.

"It's over, this time it's really dead." Fang Tianyou said with a sigh.

The two ghostly sandstorms were getting closer and closer, and the fine dust had already hit the face with the strong wind, causing pain like needle pricks, and the eardrums were almost torn apart by the sharp wind whistle.

Fang Tianyou knew that soon, they would be submerged by this sandstorm. Perhaps, at that moment, the restriction imposed by Su Muyun would also be broken, but they would not have the opportunity to crush the trial token, because in the barrier The moment they broke open, they would be completely devoured by the ghostly sandstorm and torn to pieces.

It could be seen that Fang Tianyou's determination was indeed much stronger than before, knowing that he would die, not only did his legs not weaken from fright, but he even had a somewhat helpless wry smile on his face.

Lornen and the others didn't speak, but they had already given up their unnecessary escape.

Xie Youran held Fang Tianyou's hand with one hand, Ye Wuse's hand with the other hand, Ye Wuse held the hand of Fatty Bai, and Fatty Bai held Luo Enen...

Everyone clenched their fingers tightly, and their expressions were so calm. The way of cultivation is inherently rough and dangerous, so to die with your best friend, at least this life is not in vain.

"Gu Fenghua, you really killed me this time." Su Muyun said anxiously and unwillingly, far less calm than Luo Enen and others. Others can at least die together with their best friend. There is always a companion on the road to Huangquan, so what does she have?

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