Violent Martial Soul System

"Quick, everyone gather here!"

Leng Xin hurriedly shouted.

The ten disciples of the Sword God Pavilion gathered quickly, not daring to be negligent, because they felt that this soul-killing sandstorm was no small matter.

Even the bandit leader of the third-rank Martial God Emperor turned pale. What are they, the ninth-rank Martial God Kings?

"Zhao Feng, open up the sand quickly, let's go down!"

Leng Xin hurriedly shouted.

To make Leng Xin so terrified, this soul-killing sandstorm must be very dangerous. Without saying a word, Zhao Feng broke through the sand and got down.

Then, Leng Xin and the others immediately followed and kept going down.

Among them, only Zhao Feng is of the earth attribute. Although Leng Xin is the third-rank Martial God Emperor, he is of metal nature and cannot control the sand.

So Zhao Feng's speed is much faster than him.

"The soul-destroying sandstorm is the most dangerous thing in the ghost desert. Even I may fall. Later, I will build a diamond barrier, and you will try your best to gather the real objects. You must not be swept away by the soul-destroying sandstorm."

Leng Xin followed and yelled.

He calculated the time, and soon the golden wall was condensed to envelop all of them.

In the blink of an eye, the thirteen people were in a small space with six golden walls.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the thirteen people staggered, and immediately they knew that they were swept up by the soul-killing sandstorm and flew into the air.

"Quick, reinforce!"

Seeing everyone stunned, Leng Xin hastily reminded them.

Zhao Feng reacted and quickly condensed the earth wall.

He glanced at it just now, and the soul-destroying sandstorm gave him the same feeling as the death storm of Feng Ren's double martial soul profound art, but its power might be ten times stronger than the death storm.

If human beings are blown up by the soul-destroying sandstorm, they will probably be directly cut to death by the wind blade, even the Martial God Emperor will not be able to survive.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Even though Leng Xin was a Tier 3 Martial God Emperor, his vajra barrier could not completely resist the soul-killing sandstorm. At this time, many gaps had appeared in the vajra barrier, and sand was constantly seeping in.

"We must persist until the end of the soul-killing sandstorm!"

Leng Xin drank with a gloomy face.

The soul-destroying sandstorm is very strong, even if the Martial God Emperor City may fall, even though Leng Xin is a third-rank Martial God Emperor, he still dare not guarantee 100% that he can survive.

He estimated that if he was in the soul-destroying sandstorm, he might only have a 70% chance of surviving.

Hua Tianxing, fifty percent.

And Zhao Feng, probably less than 30%.

As for the ten Sword God Pavilion disciples, there is almost no chance of them surviving.

This is the soul-destroying sandstorm, the soul-destroying sandstorm that even sand bandits fear.

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

"Crack!"

Although everyone tried their best to repair the gap, they couldn't make ends meet. In less than ten seconds, Leng Xin's diamond barrier was cut off a big gap.

Everyone looked along the gap, only to see a pitch-black area, but could smell a bloody smell vaguely.

I don't know if it's from those sand bandits just now, or from those caravans.

"It's over, the vajra barrier can't hold on, everyone follows me and rush out!"

Leng Xin yelled in the gust of wind, and immediately he was fully armed, and then rushed out of the gap first.

Hua Tianxing didn't dare to do anything else at this time, and hurriedly followed.

Zhao Feng followed closely behind.

However, those ten disciples of the Sword God Pavilion were discouraged.

"No, no, if we go out, we must die!"

"What should we do, Senior Brother Leng Xin's golden barrier is about to collapse, even if we don't get out, we will all die!"

"It's dead anyway, fight!"

Several Sword God Pavilion disciples rushed out, but they couldn't fly here, they were instantly swept away by the soul-killing sandstorm, and even one person had half of his head cut off by the fierce wind blade.

Without the Emperor's will to resist, in this soul-destroying sandstorm, it is just a piece of tofu.

Several others saw their misery,

He dared not go out, so he could only be helpless in the cold-hearted King Kong barrier.

"Crack!"

Without Leng Xin's restoration, the Vajra Barrier quickly collapsed, and immediately, the remaining disciples of the Sword God Pavilion were swept away by the soul-killing sandstorm, and their life and death were at the mercy of fate.

At this time, Zhao Feng and Hua Tianxing were led by Leng Xin, and they were constantly swept away by the soul-killing sandstorm. They failed continuously, and even Leng Xin suffered injuries.

If the soul-killing sandstorm is outside, it is actually better to solve it, but this soul-killing sandstorm is in the ghost desert, and the ghost desert cannot fly with Qi, so it is very dangerous.

"You two protect me with the emperor's will, and I will open the way. Zhao Feng, you use gravity and wind to boost!"

Leng Xin roared loudly.

His great will is the strongest, and it is best used to open the way, but if used to open the way, his defense will be weak, so Zhao Feng and Hua Tianxing need to work together.

In this ghost desert, upward repulsion and wind force have no effect, but downward force does.

The three of Zhao Feng formed a line and kept rushing out.

But helplessly, the soul-killing dust storm is too strong, even if the double space is fused with the emperor's will, it can only move forward slowly.

They rushed for a full minute, but they were still inside the death storm, not even reaching the outside.

Just now, they used the will of the emperor to resist for a minute, so the will of the three of them was consumed a lot. Fortunately, Zhao Feng has an undead body, so the will of the emperor is the most compared to the two of them.

"Damn it!"

Swear coldly.

He has already experienced the power of this soul-destroying sandstorm. In fact, he can protect himself with the emperor's will and survive.

But in this case, Zhao Feng and Hua Tianxing will be miserable.

at this time.

"Hoo hoo!"

Suddenly a gust of wind hit, and Hua Tianxing, who was in the middle, was suddenly swept away by the Miehun sandstorm.

"what?"

I was startled coldly.

Soon he realized that Fangcai Hua Tianxing had resisted several Sand Bandit leaders by himself, and the Emperor's will had been consumed a lot, so he used it very carefully.

And because Hua Tianxing made some mistakes just now, he was blown away first.

"Zhao Feng, if this continues, both of us will exhaust the Emperor's will, so we can only give up and follow the direction of the soul-destroying sandstorm, so as to have a chance of survival."

He shouted coldly.

"clear!"

Zhao Feng's face was gloomy. Next, he used the will of the emperor to protect himself, and then stopped the attack.

"Hoo hoo!"

The soul-killing sandstorm also swept him away.

In the soul-destroying sandstorm, one must go in the direction of the sandstorm. If you go against the direction, you will only die miserably.

Fortunately, he has double space, and he is also of the wind attribute. When traveling with the wind, his survivability is no less than that of Leng Xin.

"I can only resign myself to fate!"

Zhao Feng turned gloomyly along the soul-killing sandstorm.

Next, he used the Great Emperor's Will very cautiously, usually using Yuanli and Wuhun Profound Truth, etc. Although the Great Emperor's Will can be restored quickly, he must be more careful.

Even if a wind blade strikes, as long as it doesn't hurt the vitals, he will not resist and let the immortal recover by itself.