Violent Martial Soul System

In the soul-destroying sandstorm, there was a vast expanse of darkness, he could no longer see Leng Xin, and Hua Tianxing didn't know where he was swept up.

At this time, he can't control so much, he can only save his own life.

"Hoo hoo!"

The soul-destroying sandstorm is constantly spinning and wandering, and countless dust is drawn in. Fortunately, Zhao Feng's shock has been raised to the sixty-eight levels. As long as he integrates the will of the emperor into the sixty-eight levels of shock defense, he can block it. Deadly wind blade.

In normal times, it is enough to use the ordinary shock to defend against sixty-eight layers.

Another minute passed.

In this minute, Zhao Feng didn't know how many times he followed the soul-killing sandstorm.

Most people would feel dizzy, but he was full of energy. After all, he stayed in Lin Yan's gravity space for ten days.

"Um?"

At this time, Zhao Feng frowned, and suddenly felt that the speed of the Miehun sandstorm slowed down. Is this going to stop?

Immediately his eyes lit up, it seemed that he should be able to survive, but he didn't know what happened to the others.

"Hoo hoo!"

His feeling was indeed correct, the soul-killing sandstorm had indeed begun to weaken, and the wind blade attacks had also decreased.

He continued to rotate following the soul-killing sandstorm, with the same speed as the rotational speed, but at the next moment, his eyes suddenly widened, and he hastily integrated the emperor's will into the sixty-eight shocking defenses.

"boom!"

The soul-killing sandstorm suddenly sent out a huge explosion, and the powerful air wave instantly shook Zhao Feng into the air.

"puff!"

Even with the sixty-eight levels of shocking defense integrated into the emperor's will, Zhao Feng was still severely injured by the shock. His head roared, and he felt that his body was in a state of weightlessness, and his whole body was covered by sand.

When Zhao Feng reacted, he found that he had fallen into a bunker, and this bunker was constantly exchanging for him.

"not good!"

Zhao Feng woke up immediately, and without caring to wipe off the blood from the corner of his mouth, he hastily used the Earth Swimming Flash Martial Soul Profound Technique.

In the Ghost Desert, the death bunkers are also very scary, because you can't fly with your energy here. If you accidentally fall into these death bunkers, the quicksand will continue to engulf your body, and then bury you in the endless desert.

If it was ordinary sand, ordinary warriors could easily get out of it, but this is not ordinary sand, only the Martial God Emperor or someone who has comprehended the profound meaning of the earth-moving flash martial soul can easily get out.

Coincidentally, Zhao Feng had both, and he escaped from the quicksand.

"It's finally out."

Zhao Feng breathed a sigh of relief. His luck was really bad. It was the first time he entered the Ghost Desert and encountered such a terrifying thing.

He took a look at his current attire, and he could only describe it as horrible. After all, his arms and thighs were cut off several times during the soul-destroying sandstorm, and he even lost his waist several times. Body, otherwise he will definitely not survive.

"I don't know what happened to senior brother Leng Xin."

Zhao Feng looked around, but didn't feel any powerful aura. He jumped up and saw that there were sand piles tens of thousands of meters around, and there was no one there.

"Look first!"

Zhao Feng changed into a clean set of clothes, and then began to look for survivors.

Just now, he was blown away by the super air wave of the soul-killing sandstorm, but after landing, the direction his feet were facing was the direction he flew from, so he hurriedly started searching.

Even he was stunned and sent flying, as were the others. However, it was still a question of whether those people could survive.

Zhao Feng began to wander around. The earth-attributed heaven and earth energy in the Ghost Desert was abundant, so he raised a one-meter-wide dirt path and began to search by himself.

He searched for a while, and found a corpse first, but it was the corpse of a bandit.

"The sand in the Ghost Desert, and the effect of covering up the breath, it's a pity..."

Zhao Feng shook his head helplessly, the body of this Sand Bandit was only one-third, Nawujie flew to nowhere,

If it fell into the sand, he couldn't find it.

He continued to search, and a few minutes later, he found a second body.

This time, the corpse was someone he knew, and it was the corpse of an eighth-level martial arts king in the Sword God Pavilion.

Even Leng Xin, the third-rank Martial God Emperor, was not 100% sure of surviving the soul-destroying sandstorm, and Zhao Feng survived by luck. As for those who have not reached the level of the Martial God Emperor, they can only rely on luck.

If there is one corpse, then there will be a second corpse. A few minutes later, Zhao Feng found the corpses of four Sword God Pavilion disciples, and several sand bandits in addition.

However, at this moment, he suddenly felt a powerful aura.

"Martial God Emperor?"

He frowned, because he didn't know whether the Martial God Emperor was a Sand Bandit, Leng Xin or Hua Tianxing.

Therefore, he hastily held back his breath and fled into the sand.

The bandit leader who fought against Leng Xin just now is also a Tier 3 Martial God Emperor with impressive strength.

If Zhao Feng met him at this time, with Zhao Feng's current state, he might not be able to deal with this bandit leader in a short time, and could only rely on guerrilla warfare.

However, this is the ghost desert, which is very unsuitable for guerrilla warfare, so he doesn't want to meet this bandit leader.

However, after he saw the face of the Martial God Emperor, he jumped out of the sand.

"Brother Lengxin."

Zhao Feng shouted hastily.

The person who came was not the leader of the sand bandits, but Leng Xin, the son of Tai Chi Sword God.

"Junior Brother Zhao, it's good that you're fine."

Leng Xin ran over with a pale face, her white clothes were covered in blood.

The soul-destroying sandstorm also brought him a lot of trouble. Although the Golden Buddha's defense fused with the will of the emperor is very strong, he was swept away for several minutes after all, and the will of the emperor was consumed a lot.

"Senior Brother Leng Xin, I saw the corpses of four senior brothers along the way..."

Zhao Feng said hastily.

Sighing coldly: "Don't blame yourself, this is because the soul-destroying sandstorm is too fierce. If you don't get to the God of War, you have to rely on luck. Even those experienced sand bandits are not immune. Let's look for it and see if There are survivors."

"it is good!"

Zhao Feng nodded.

With the addition of Leng Xin, Zhao Feng is not afraid of meeting the bandit leader now, but hopes to meet him even more. However, this group of sand bandits usually went down, and Leng Xin only found those sand bandits with weaker strength at that time.

The two teamed up to search for a while, but found nothing. They also saw the bodies of many other people, which seemed to belong to those desert caravans.

"Zhao Feng, stop!"

Suddenly, he called out coldly.

Zhao Feng paused and said, "Brother Lengxin, what's wrong?"

"There is a strong aura, it may be from the bandit leader just now."

Leng Xin squatted down hastily, then gently climbed onto a pile of sand, peeking out.