The Dingfeng Bead consumes very little spiritual power. Although the effect is single, it can only block the strong wind, but it is the best tool for Changsheng.

While grateful to the owner of Qihuoju, Changsheng continued to urge Dingfengzhu to rush on the way. As a result, just as the sky was dark, the strong wind in the desert became extremely fierce.

The wind was howling like a ghost crying and a wolf howling, and the sand on the ground was blown away.

The day before was sand and mist, but now it is a real sandstorm.

The wind became stronger and stronger, and the space protected by the Dingfeng Bead began to twist, and a vague sound of thunder appeared in the distance.

Rumble... Rumble...

The sand boat was still flying. Although Chang Sheng was a little surprised, he had no intention of stopping. He thought that the storm would not be stronger, and he could still stop it at this level.

"It's not right, the wind is too strong, this is not an ordinary storm."

Fan Dao stared at the horizon and listened with his ears. His face changed and said, "Thunder and sandstorm, it's a disaster every year, terrible! We're encountering heavy wind and sand!"

The strong wind and sand mentioned by Fan Dao is a natural disaster in Tianfeng Kingdom.

Although the sandstorm in ordinary nights is terrifying, it is not too dangerous for cultivators. It can withstand the foundation-building cultivation level, but the Tianfeng Kingdom will have a huge sandstorm every year. It is not only amazing speed and terrifying power, but also accompanied by thunder. Not to mention foundation-building, the golden elixir will be strangled by the sandstorm when it falls into it.

Only the powerful Nascent Soul can resist the terror of the strong wind and sand.

"Can you hide from the ground?" Chang Sheng also sensed the increasingly fierce wind.

"I can't hide! The strong wind and sand can blow a sea of ​​sand a hundred feet deep overnight, and the entire desert will be crushed by sand and stones. The closer it is to the north, the greater the power of the sandstorm!"

Fan Dao's face changed. Looking around, he couldn't find a place to block the wind. He hurriedly said: "This is closest to Shefengling. Let's go to Shefengling, hurry up! It will be too late!"

Shefengling is not a good place for Fan Dao and Changsheng.

The old nest of Tianfeng Sect, once the Lingbei Double Evils entered, it would be difficult to get out.

But the storm around is even more dangerous. If you hold on, you won’t even survive tomorrow.

Feeling the increasing wind, Changsheng is not hesitating, turns the bow of the boat and flies quickly to the direction of Shefeng Ridge.

The sand boat gallops, and the fixed wind beads on the bow of the boat are like candlelight in the strong wind, swaying, light and dark.

The strong wind and sand that cannot even be blocked by the magic weapon, the wind and wind bead, shows how terrifying its power is.

Fortunately, Changsheng and Fan Dao were not too far from Shefengling at this time. They could reach it in half an hour after flying with all their might.

As the name suggests, the Wind Ridge is a huge mountain that is thousands of feet high, lying like a giant dragon in the depths of the desert. The mountains are bare and vegetation, and the north-facing side is covered with caves of different sizes, and the darkness is painted and there is no end to see.

The entrances of these caves on the mountains are caused by sandstorms all year round. Whenever strong winds come at night, countless caves on the north side of the Wind Ridge will roar with wind.

Especially in the annual strong wind and sand, the wind roars are particularly terrifying, like thunder and even more like a dragon roar.

When I saw the Shefeng Ridge, the sky was completely dark, and the storm was as violent as a spell. The sand boat swayed and finally stopped. It was torn apart by the sand storm when I was about to rush into Shefeng Ridge.

Once the sand boat split, Chang Sheng and Fan Dao immediately fell into the storm and separated very far in a blink of an eye.

Both of them were covered in dust. Fan Dao was secretly happy and thought that he had finally left the mercy of Zhan Tianjiao. As long as he was free, he would naturally be at a high sky and wide sea.

However, what he didn't notice was that in the contaminated sand and dust, there was a fine grain of sand that was different from other sand and dust. It rolled on its own and fell into his belt, and it couldn't move.

Put a grain of sand on Fan Dao and start protecting yourself.

There is the Wind Ridge under your feet, and Changsheng is protected by Sha Taisui. After landing in the mountains, he immediately gathers out of the sand boat again, but he finds Fan Dao and disappears.

He drove the sand boat down and Changsheng used his pupil technique, and finally captured the black shadows in the distance.

Fan Dao had already landed on the ground. I don’t know what method I used, so I should not be injured, but it soon disappeared.

It’s not that Fan Dao used some special method to hide, but that the place he landed in was a huge market.

The market spread for dozens of miles, and the lights were not out all night. Sometimes people could see someone flying into the air with their swords. At the edge of the market, there were people fighting each other with spells. The sword light lingered and the spells roared, making it very lively.

“Cultivation Market…”

Chang Sheng recognized at a glance that such a prosperous place must be a market where cultivators gather. If Fan Dao falls into it, it will be difficult to find it again. However, with a grain of sand Tai Sui, Fan Dao can be found by Chang Sheng even if he escapes to the horizon.

Perhaps in Fan Dao's opinion, compared to the crisis-ridden Shefengling, it is still the most threat to be born. If you can escape, you will naturally escape first.

In the night, you can see many palaces in the distance of the market. It seems that those palaces should be the sects of Tianfeng Sect.

Once you arrive at the Jafeng Ridge, it is equivalent to entering the Tianfeng Sect's nest, so Changsheng had to take the Disguise Pill.

The name of killing Tianjiao is too big in Lingbei, and there are more enemies. If you really want to be recognized, it is up to you to escape. It’s better to be careful.

After taking the disguise pill, Chang Sheng's appearance immediately changed and he became a thin young man with thick eyebrows and broad eyes, which was very different from his previous appearance.

The sand boat landed on the ground, Chang Sheng stood outside the gate of the market and looked up at the sky.

At this time, the strong wind and sand became even more violent. The strong wind whistling over the Wind Ridge brought the yellow sand all over the sky, covering the stars and moons, giving people a strange illusion that the world has become a sea of ​​sand.

Whoosh.swosh.swosh.

Sword lights appeared from high altitude, and four cultivators flew in from outside the mountains at this time. These four people could fly in the strong wind and sand. It seemed that their cultivation was not low. After entering the ridge, they went straight to the market.

Not only Chang Sheng and Fan Dao were rushing through the strong wind and sand, but many monks also came one after another, and without exception they all entered the market.

Seeing that there were cultivators nearby, Chang Sheng had to pretend to be a rushing person, put away the sand boat, and enter the market.

Since you meet a strange monk, you must be open-minded at such moments, and only those who are thieves will be suspicious.

The market in Shefengling is very lively, and it is at least three times larger than the market in Tianyun Kingdom. It is crowded with people and the things sold are even more diverse.

Changsheng looked as if nothing happened, walked on the street, occasionally looking at the things sold on the street, listening to how monks in foreign lands spoke and trying to integrate into it.

Only by becoming a local monk can the best disguise, and it is not safe to rely solely on changes in appearance.

When he arrived at the territory of Tianfeng Sect, Chang Sheng didn't care much. After tonight the strong wind and sand would stop. He would leave immediately and continue to rush to Lingshe Mountain.

However, when leaving, you have to bring Fan Dao.

On the other end of the market, Fan Dao, who took the disguise pill, became a white and fat middle-aged man with a goatee, like a literati and poet without any power.

Walking on the street, Fan Dao was in a great mood.

I thought I was away from the evil star Chang Hentian, but Fan Dao was a little proud, and the sand and stones on his belt had already leaked his direction.
Chapter completed!