She will die if she doesn't soar

Chapter 254
Feng Xiaoxiao took advantage of his stepping on the gas pedal to form a plank of his spiritual power, and pushed it online.

Feng Xiaoxiao:? ? ?

The spiritual force board seemed to be blocked by something, Feng Xiaoxiao swept away with his consciousness, there was nothing underneath it?
Only the sand formed a vortex, entangled with his spirit board.

Feng Xiaoxiao: ...

If he still can't feel that something is wrong this time, then Feng Xiaoxiao's years of life will be in vain.

Feng Xiaoxiao frowned seeing that the sand was tightly entangled, it is not a good thing to be trapped by it now.

You can't ask her to broadcast live on the whole network and use a sword to cut sand out of thin air, right?
Inject a little more spiritual power, and lift the spiritual power board upwards vigorously.

As a result, she overestimated the opponent's strength and used too much force. The spirit force plate was pushed against the off-road vehicle, and the sand vortex wrapped around Feng Xiaoxiao's spirit force plate was thrown out together.

The car body shot out in mid-air, and several times the car body was about to hit the ground, but Feng Xiaoxiao wrapped the car body with spiritual power as a buffer, and turned a few times in mid-air before it landed safely on the ground.

The people in the car couldn't see what was going on outside, they just felt that they were being turned around, and the car body had to rotate at least 720 degrees of its own body before stopping.

The soul was almost thrown away, and no one cared about the unreasonable phenomenon of why the car was only driving forward and flipped sideways.

Feng Xiaoxiao saw that the ball of sand that was dragging his spirit board just now was about to run away, so he immediately formed a spirit net to wrap him around, and prepared to separate from everyone for a while, so he could study it carefully.

No matter how hard the ball of sand struggled or flowed like quicksand, there was no way to break free.

Escaping from the dead, Fu Mingya's make-up is now in tears, "I was scared to death, I thought I was going to die."

Liu Yang patted his chest, with a face full of survivors, "I'm scared to death, I'm scared to death, just live."

Zhao Xiaogang saw that everyone's faces were pale, only Feng Xiaoxiao showed no signs of panic.

Involuntarily asked Feng Xiaoxiao: "Then how do we go now?"

Feng Xiaoxiao covered the surrounding area with his consciousness, and found an abandoned town not far ahead.

Said to Zhao Xiaogang: "Go straight ahead, let's find a place to hide first. The sandstorm stops before we go. The low visibility is too dangerous."

What's more, I don't know if there is anything else underground.

Jiang Hanyu asked Feng Xiaoxiao suspiciously: "How do you know which way to go? We won't encounter quicksand again when we drive like this?"

Feng Xiaoxiao said solemnly: "I just looked at the map, and there is an abandoned village in front of me."

The crowd no longer hesitated, and drove the car with an unstable chassis to the abandoned village.

Fortunately, there was no quicksand along the way, but Feng Xiaoxiao had a strange feeling, why did the sandstorm seem to follow them?
Feng Xiaoxiao used his spiritual sense to explore the quicksand whirlwind he had caught.

……

It's not what she thinks it is, is it?
If it was really because of this crap, then this matter would be much easier to handle, and everything would be solved by squeezing it to death.

Feng Xiaoxiao tightened the net of divine consciousness, and tightened it hard.

"No! No! No! Don't kill me!"

Quicksand Little Cyclone felt the mortal danger, and crazily transmitted sound to Feng Xiaoxiao's spiritual consciousness.

Feng Xiaoxiao: ...

It turns out that monks from Huaguo can understand the sound transmission of foreign monsters' consciousness without learning foreign languages.

The frenzied and eager sound transmission made Feng Xiaoxiao's head ache.

Unbearable, he shouted at it with his spiritual sense, "Shut up!"

The small whirlwind of quicksand immediately silenced.

Feng Xiaoxiao said in a deep voice with his spiritual sense: "First put out the sandstorm."

Little Whirlwind of Quicksand hesitated, and said in a timid and timid voice, "But..."

(End of this chapter)