At the beginning of Dou Po, I received my suicide note.

Chapter 127 Black Storm, Black Bandit
"Chen Guan, where are we?"

On the back of the griffin, the girl hugged the boy, mumbling on her shoulders with a sleepy look.

Touching the girl's head, Chen Guan also smiled as he looked at the gradually expanding black line in his vision.

The Black Territory Great Plains, the gateway to the Black Horn Territory!

"Come on, we're entering the Black Horn Domain right now."

"Oh, I'll sleep a little longer, and you'll wake me up when you get to the academy."

"Well, go to sleep, it will be there when you wake up."

The speed of the Griffin beast was not slow after it was completely released, and it rushed into the range of the Black Territory Great Plain in just two or three minutes.

Entering here is like coming to a space isolated from the outside world. What you see and feel has changed. The dark atmosphere makes people unconsciously feel a sense of depression in their hearts.

At the beginning, Chen Guan didn't care about it. Darkness Japan is the style of the Black Horn Region and the Black Region Great Plains.

But after flying for more than [-] minutes, Chen Guan's expression began to change.

The sky became more and more gloomy, as if something was brewing, even with his mental strength, he felt a palpitation.

He has done many missions in the Black Horn Region, and it is not the first time he has passed through the Great Plains of the Black Region. How can he not recognize this, which is clearly a sign of the upcoming black storm.

And, not even the small ones!

I often walk by the river, and there is no way that my shoes will not get wet.

I have gone through peaceful crossings several times before, but this time, I finally did not avoid it.

His expression became serious, and he put his arm around the sleeping girl in his arms, and Chen Guan quickly formed a seal with his other hand.

At this time, it has penetrated into the interior of the Great Plains of the Black Territory, and it is too late to exit. When the black storm blows, it will not only come from the front, but also from the rear.

Therefore, there is no way to retreat, and you can only do your best to avoid it.

With the completion of Chen Guan's handprint, a huge fireball also appeared in the air, and the scorching temperature and fiery red light dispelled part of the depression.

Without hesitation, Chen Guan immediately controlled it to bombard the plain ground.

There was a bang like a nuclear explosion, no one could stop the power of the Red Star Drop, and the horror of the ground-level fighting skills was undoubtedly revealed at this moment.

After the smoke and dust dissipated, a large pit of nearly ten feet appeared on the ground, especially the irregular round hole in the center, which was like an abyss, pitch black, and the bottom could not be seen with the naked eye.

"Go down!"

Let the griffin land, Chen Guan put his arms around the sleeping Zi Yan, and the two of them, one beast, squeezed into the relatively narrow and cramped burrow together.

It is really that the size of the griffin beast is a bit huge, and this state seems a bit painful.

Chen Guan didn't care about it too much, it's better to suffer than to lose his life.

Just a moment after they descended into the burrow, Chen Guan's mental power spread out, and he could clearly 'see', the Black Territory Great Plains, and the strong wind was rising.

A series of whirlwinds visible to the naked eye emerged all over the Great Plains, densely packed, spinning at a high speed, converging, and increasing.

In just a few breaths, the wind whirls gathered at an astonishing speed like a greedy snake, forming a series of black vortices. column.

The whirlwind is still expanding, and the violent gust of wind is completely swept away at this moment. The already dark sky is now as black as the bottom of a pot. This space is invisible.

The only thing that could be heard was the howling and howling of the continuous howling wind, and even the land of the Great Plains was rolled up layer by layer.

The two people and the beast hiding in the cave were not spared, as if there was an incomparably huge suction pulling them up.

Chen Guan's face was heavy, and he had to wake up the sleeping Zi Yan, and let her hold on to him tightly. At the same time, he stepped on the griffin beside him, whose body was constantly being pulled up.

The Red Leaf Knife landed in his hand and penetrated deeply into the wall next to him, while the other hand quickly condensed a fire crystal shield over his head to resist, only then did he stabilize his figure and not be dragged out by the sweeping force.

The terrifying Tianwei is like a mad beast, Chen Guan is wrestling with it!

If he was the first to be unable to support the consumption and was pulled out by the black storm, even with his and Zi Yan's current strength, he and Zi Yan would probably be injured. This kind of large-scale black storm, even the strongest fighters dare not ignore it.

Dou Qi is constantly being output, and dozens of fire crystal shields are always maintained.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and in the blink of an eye, it had lasted for more than ten minutes, but the terrifying black storm still showed no sign of stopping.

Even Chen Guan could feel the vindictiveness in his body being consumed crazily at this moment.

This made him a little lucky, fortunately, he didn't switch to Han Feng's half of the Fenjue in advance, otherwise, it would not be so easy to sustain today.

"Chen Guan, open your mouth and take your medicine."

A soft, waxy hand patted his face, followed the contours of his face, and stuffed a handful of elixir to restore his fighting spirit into his mouth, not afraid of choking him to death.

This large black storm lasted for more than an hour before gradually restraining the power of the sky, and Chen Guan competed with it for more than an hour.

Even though he was taking a lot of pills, he still felt like he couldn't make ends meet due to the huge consumption.

When the scale of the black storm became small, only about [-]% of the grudge in Chen Guan's body was left.

Fortunately, it is over after all.

The small black storm could no longer pose any threat to them. Chen Guan immediately pulled out the red leaf knife, pushed away at least thousands of catties of black soil accumulated on the fire crystal shield and jumped out, followed by Zi Yan.

The griffin, which had been in an uncomfortable posture, was not injured thanks to his protection, but its body was a little stiff.

"Recover and continue on your way."

While the Griffon was moving its body, Chen Guan also sat cross-legged on the ground, focusing on two tasks.

While running the kung fu to recover his fighting spirit, the images of the black storms and wind pillars that swept through him kept reappearing in his mind.

This kind of heavenly power is so terrifying!
Encountering a large black storm was extremely unlucky, but it also gave Chen Guan an inspiration, and many thoughts popped up in his heart.

Just when the two and one beast resumed breathing adjustment, a burst of chaotic and excited screams came from a distance.

"Hurry up, pick up the corpse!"

"Hahaha, every time the black storm passes, it is the time when we have a big harvest."

"oooooo"

"Hey, boss, there are still two alive over there!"

"Good guy, the griffin beasts are still alive, is this a student of Canaan College?"

Chen Guan opened his eyes and glanced over, only to see dozens of murderous men in black clothes and black scarves rushing towards us screaming.

The strengths are all good, the leader has the strength of a six-star Dou Ling, and the worst one is comparable to Huo Huo's father.

A powerful bandit!

Chen watched, not too surprised. Although the black storm is almost gone now, it is still difficult for people with too weak strength to keep in shape, let alone take advantage of the opportunity to do other things.

As for the black bandits, they are active in the Heijiao region. To be precise, [-]% of the black bandits live on the edge of the Heiyu Great Plain.

This Black Territory Great Plain is their hunting ground!
Black bandits are rampant, numerous and incessant, making them a nightmare for lone travelers and caravans.

The number of powerful gangsters even exceeds ten thousand!
If one is too unlucky to meet them, there is basically only one ending under the Dou Wang powerhouse.

Burning, killing, and looting are their daily operations. After the black storm, they come in to pick up corpses, and they are even more active in picking up the spoils "given from heaven".

At a distance of several hundred meters, a group of gangsters rushed forward in a few breaths, and looked at the two of them with playful and cruel eyes.

"Good guy, we are lucky to have such a cute little girl."

"Boss, this one is much more beautiful than the ones you snatched back a few days ago, you have to slow down and whip, don't kill them so quickly."

"Hahaha"

The perverted bandit leader stared at Zi Yan with a lewd face, as if admiring the spoils.

As for Chen Guan, he didn't care after just one glance.

At such a young age, he looks like a student of Canaan College. Although he can't sense his strength, he will never surpass the King of Fighters, and he still looks pale and injured. In front of so many of them, he is nothing to be afraid of. .

Hearing the obscene words of the gangsters, Zi Yan was so angry that she was about to strike at the slightest movement of her body.

Chen Guan grabbed her at the right time, "I'll do it."

"Chen Guan, kill them!"

"it is good."

In Ziyan's current state, it is best not to do anything, try not to do it as much as possible.

Comforting the angry girl, Chen Guan sat cross-legged on the ground without getting up, looking at the group of dead people.

"Summer insects can't talk about ice, and well frogs can't talk about sea. Even if the weather is unfavorable, the ground is unfavorable, and people are not harmonious, killing you is still as simple as that little chicken."

Seeing the young man's contempt, a group of gangsters were furious and murderous.

The black bandit leader laughed even more angrily, and was about to say a few words of ridicule.

But at this moment, an extreme sense of crisis emerged in his heart, and the gangster behind him screamed strangely.

The leader of the black bandit looked back and saw no fighting skills and attacks, but most of his subordinates had already fallen to the ground, holding their heads and screaming, and completely lost their breath in a few blinks. The fear of cold, cold sweat dripping.

"Little bastard, what method did you use!"

"Have you ever seen someone explaining to the dead?"

Chen Guan remained indifferent, his killing intent unrestrained.

From his 'viewpoint', a whirlpool-shaped invisible storm condensed by spiritual power is sweeping towards the remaining black bandits
(End of this chapter)