As Wang Lin's spiritual consciousness was explored, he could find that the wind and sand actually had the effect of hiding his spiritual consciousness, making it difficult to detect the figure of the mage in the wind and sand.
And just as Wang Lin was investigating with his spiritual sense, the words of the cold-faced monk came from beside him:
"This is the wind spirit technique of the Mulan people! It's called 'Red Dust'. It can not only isolate us from detection, but the yellow sand wind inside it also has the effect of protecting the body and trapping the enemy, which is extremely difficult."
Nan Longhou said, his face gradually gloomy:
"However, I still saw such a spectacular scene in front of me. It seems that the scope of spiritual technique has been expanded by hundreds of times, which is really unusual."
At the moment of referring to the "Mu Lan", everyone's complexion was slightly changed, and the atmosphere suddenly tense.
In contrast, Wang Lin's expression remained as usual, unmoved.
Old white shirts analyzed cautiously:
"As Brother Nanlong said, only the magicians' spiritual skills can cause such amazing wind and sand phenomena."
"Observing its power, it is not difficult to speculate that there are many legal priests hidden behind it, and it does not even rule out those who have the same realm as us."
After hearing this, Mrs. 人 was suspicious: "Why do the Mu Lan people gather a large number of legal princes at this moment, what is the intention?"
Wang Tian's ancient face was complicated, and asked slowly:
"Mrs. 邰 still remember, how long has we reached a off -war against the Mulan people last time?"
Mrs. Tai thought for a moment and replied:
"It was about a hundred years ago. Brother Wang asked here, can you have something deep?"
A sarcastic smile appeared on Wang Tiangu's lips:
"For more than a hundred years, it is enough to make the Mu Lan people restore their vitality and be ready to go."
"Brother Wang said nothing, and a new round of battle is about to start. This time, I don't know how many immortals will fall."
Nan Longhou's face was helpless and whispered. :
"However, the world is unpredictable, and we happen to encounter the pioneer troops of the Mulan people."
When I heard this, everyone felt the coincidence of this matter, and couldn't help feeling emotion.
And Han Li knew nothing about it.
He has only entered the Nascent Soul stage for a short period of time, and he still doesn’t know much about such difficult secrets.
If I remember correctly, after the end of Master Cangkun’s cave.
It was when Mu Lan invaded Tiannan.
It was also the time when Han Li first showed his talents.
There will be no shortage of opportunities here, and Wang Lin will naturally not stand by.
"There are many coincidences in the world, so there is no need to be overly surprised. But now, we are faced with two choices."
The old man in white shirt's face darkened and he began to analyze:
"One, immediately return to the original road to avoid the pioneer of Mulan in front of him, and find another time to find treasure in the future."
"After all, treasures don't move on their own, there's always a chance."
Speaking of which, the old white shirt's voice turned:
"But what we have to consider is that it is difficult for the Mu Lan people to stop within a few years, and it is difficult to have this opportunity in a short time."
As soon as this remark came out, everyone was watching each other.
Of course no one wants to miss such an opportunity.
Looking at the crowd, the old man's mouth was slightly raised, and he continued:
"The second is to take action directly and break through the opponent's wind formation. However, this risk is quite high. If there are masters of the same level as us hidden among them, the difficulty of success will be doubled."
"Is it possible to find other strategies to avoid direct confrontation?"
The old woman with her surname shook her head and expressed opposition to the direct conflict.
"Facing the Muran offensive, we cannot avoid their vanguard by detouring."
"Even if we choose other paths, we will still encounter them."
"Therefore, it is the best strategy to hide from the side wing and try to intersperse from the side wings."
"Once you cross the pioneer of the Murland people, we will have plenty of time to avoid the main force of the legal priests and reach the Mulan grassland with insufficient hands."
After some discussion, everyone agreed that the old man's suggestions were feasible.
Nanlonghou and other monks are the Yuan infantile periods, and they have given up their opportunities to be reluctant.
Therefore, before the implementation plan, they released the message.
Notify the nine National League monks to prepare to prevent raids from Mulan.
This is also their responsibility as Tiannan monks.
Subsequently, the eight Yuan Yingzhi converged the breath of their respective methods and hidden their shape.
Quietly moving to the flanks, trying to bypass the central area where the wind and sand were raging.
In just a short moment, they had covered a distance of more than a hundred miles.
In front of the eyes is a gray and yellow sandy sand, as if the demon that emerged in the sky slowly approached from a distance.
Before Huangsha arrived, a stream of sky pillars screamed first.
Fortunately, they had deviated from the front of the wind and reached the safer side.
Only a few wind pillars passed by, posing no real threat.
The diameter of these wind pillars is more than ten feet in diameter, and the width of small ones is several feet, enough to accommodate several magicians to hide.
With Wang Lin's strong consciousness, it can be found in the wind pillar, and there are faint shadows shaking, obviously there are legal priests hiding in it.
……
In a quiet valley, a group of magicians were minding their own business and moving forward in the wind, seemingly unaware of the presence of Wang Lin and others.
Wang Lin and Han Li also followed silently, maintaining a safe distance.
Just as they were about to enter the yellow sand in front of them, the leading Nanlonghou suddenly changed suddenly and sent a warning to everyone through passing:
"Be aware of your surroundings!"
This sudden warning surprised everyone except Wang Lin.
Han Li quickly turned his head to observe, and saw a huge wind pillar that was about a lot of rough, high -end, swept from the distance, and forced everyone where everyone was.
Faced with such a huge spell attack, even Han Li felt a trace of nervousness.
And his eyes glanced at Wang Lin beside him.
I saw his leisurely court, and his footsteps were very relaxed and didn't care.
Looking at this scene, the rest of the monks worshiped the magic weapon and prepared.
Unfortunately, unexpectedly, the powerful airflow just passed by and did not cause any harm to anyone.
This scene made Nanlong Hou, who was originally nervous, breathe a sigh of relief, but he still did not dare to take it lightly and continued to lead the team forward cautiously.
In instant, a huge sand and dust rolled from the sky to surround the crowds.
The surroundings were quickly shrouded in deep yellow gloom, and an uncomfortable sense of depression filled the air.
"Be careful. This wind and sand seem to be unusual, and the consciousness is difficult to explore, and it is necessary to keep the formation."
Nanlonghou reminded calmly.
Although everyone has the ability to easily disperse the shabu, doing so will undoubtedly expose their whereabouts.
Fortunately, the dust is expected to pass soon.
Therefore, Han Li and others can only shorten the distance between each other and continue to hide.
After only flying for a meal, Han Li began to feel uneasy.
He looked around at the monotonous and gloomy scene, feeling vaguely that things were not simple.
Suddenly, Han Li stopped, suspended in the air, and his light disappeared.
Wang Lin glanced at Han Li, with a smile on his lips.
Unexpectedly, Han Li noticed the abnormality until now.
Looking at the consciousness alone, it should be much weaker than the original. And Han Li's sudden stop made many people in Nanlonghou surprised.
The old woman surnamed Tai frowned and couldn't help but ask: "Fellow Daoist Han, why did you stop?"
"Don't you notice anything unusual?"
Han Li asked expressionlessly.
"What do you mean?"
A dark-skinned man came to Han Li's side and asked in surprise.
The old men of Wang Tiangu and the white shirt heard this, showing their doubts.
Han Li pointed out their dilemma:
"We travel far from wind and sand, but we haven't encountered any legal priests. Obviously, these monks have gathered to the center of the wind sand, and the surrounding scenery has never changed, which means that we may have encountered some kind of prohibition."
After hearing this, the swarthy man murmured to himself solemnly: "Someone is indeed using restrictions to plot against us!"
There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!
His eyes were bright and he kept scanning around.
Nanlonghou thought for a moment and then nodded in agreement:
"Han Daoyou said that the situation is abnormal, and the situation is indeed abnormal. It seems that we have been noticed by the other party and we are in trouble."
After hearing these words, others present did not show any panic.
Obviously, they knew in their hearts that the other party only used restrictions to trap them, which showed that their number of high-level magicians was limited, otherwise they would have launched a full-scale attack.
However, they also understood that they could not be trapped for too long. Once the Mulan people arrived, the situation would become extremely unfavorable.
The old women and several other companions showed their magical powers. The colorful lights kept flashing, unavoidablely impacted the surrounding ban.
Han Li also flicked the ball gracefully, and three rays of cyan light quickly expanded and turned into a startling rainbow that shot straight into the yellow sand.
Under the attack of everyone, a layer of fluctuations like water waves appeared.
Immediately after the yellow light flashed, the seemingly solid ban was easily torn like thin paper.
Wang Lin played his right hand, a vermilion -red fireball came out of his hand, turned into a luminous light, cut straight through the void, and landed on the wind and sand.
"Stab" sound.
Where the fire passes, it is easy to tear the wind and sand.
A clearly visible hole was exposed.
Looking at the scene in front of them, the others were slightly surprised, but Han Li's expression remained unchanged.
After all, we know that Wang Lin’s true cultivation level is in the middle stage of Nascent Soul.
It's normal for a level 1 person to have such power.
Looking at the gap in front of him, Wang Lin did not hesitate, turned into a flowing light, and went towards the gap.
Seeing Wang Lin's decisive action, several other old monsters quickly followed and escaped from the restricted area after a slight hesitation.
After leaving the restricted area, Wang Lin could clearly feel that the surroundings were still shrouded in yellow sand.
But the sense of oppression is obviously lighter.
Han Li frowned slightly, looked at the sky full of yellow sand, and couldn't help but said: "The sky is full of yellow sand, I can't tell where to go."
"In this weird wind sand, it is difficult to glimpse the whole picture by the naked eye and consciousness alone."
Nanlonghou smiled slightly contemptuously and said:
"But it doesn't matter. I carry a rare treasure called the 'fixed astrolabe', which is specially prepared to deal with such difficulties."
After saying that, he touched the storage bag on his waist and took out a light red treasure that looked like a jade plate, looking full of confidence.
Nanlonghou holds a magic weapon, chants complex spells in his mouth, and releases a dazzling golden light through his exquisite gestures.
It accurately hit a flowing rune on the disk.
This action triggered a brilliant display of gold and red light on the disk, occasionally revealing strange scenes of stars, sun and moon patterns.
Marquis Nanlong was fully focused on the patterns on the disk, and soon put away the treasure in his hand: "Follow me!"
As his voice fell, it turned into a golden stream of light and fled into the distance.
"Well!"
As sharp sounds broke through the air, the scene became extremely quiet.
However, a moment later, a dazzling yellow light suddenly lit up, and a huge cave appeared without signs, climbing out of a black -haired giant.
This monster insect is astonishing in size, about six feet long and four feet wide, with an oblate body.
What's even more frightening is its triangular head, in addition to a dozen faint yellow compound eyes.
There are several slender tentacles and a pair of huge sharp teeth.
Its back is covered with four transparent and thin wings, which vibrate gently.
On the backs of those fearsome monster insects stood three figures of different shapes.
One of them was emitting a dazzling white light, making it difficult to look directly at him.
The other person was shrouded in the green mist, and his body was looming.
The last person was surrounded by light blue arcs of electricity, as if the god of thunder had descended.
"Great Master, just let them leave like this? This seems not suitable."
The figures of the white light looked at the direction of Wang Lin and others disappearing, and revealed a trace of concern in the tone.
"Hmph! If you don't let them leave, can a magic array alone trap them?"
"Don't forget, most of these people are old monks in the Nascent Soul stage. They are at the same level as me. With the power of our Huangsha Department, it is simply wishful thinking to keep them!"
The figure in the green fog snorted coldly, with a little displeased in his tone.
Just as the four people were talking, a few sharply broke through the yellow sand.
The first appearance came out is the ghost night fork covered by yellow flowing light.
It is good at Turkic Square Arts, and it can be described as fish.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying the feeling of the wind and sand hitting his body.
And beside the ghost Yasha is a five -element babies that exude five -colored flowing light.
With its small appearance, looking at the oncoming wind and sand, five colors of light flowed across its body, eventually turning into light yellow.
Obviously, in this environment, it takes a lot to adapt to the earth system.
The third person is a bitter snake -like snake.
As soon as the gravel was closer, the gravel pressed was frozen by the cold mist into ice, falling from the air.
The cold mist seemed to have formed a vacuum area, with not a single grain of sand approaching within ten feet of its surface.
The fourth person is Xuan Gu, with deep black flames surging within his body.
The gravel was burned away by the flames before it even got close.
Four ghosts stared at the three guru and ancient giant worms in the distance, and their eyes flickered.
Xuanzhu's lips moved slightly. I couldn't help saying: "The master said that the teacher and the death of the teacher, the spirit insects must live."
Hearing this, the snake's red lips were slightly open, and said faintly: "The spirit insect is given to me."
After saying this, the snake's body swayed and turned into a cold light, fleeing towards the distance. (End of chapter)