Reborn Tyrannosaurus Rex

Chapter 294
The young man suddenly reacted, looked at Lu Hao, and saw that he was a majestic man, but his face was gloomy and cold, and the young man said in amazement: "I am alive, I am alive, it is you... big brother saved me , I know big brother, just now brother Wan attracted me, big brother is a dragon warrior, thank you for saving my life."

Lu Hao's face was gloomy and cold, his eyes were serious, he snorted heavily, and said contemptuously: "With this kind of strength, you will seek your own death."

The young man didn't feel any embarrassment, instead he chuckled and said, "Brother, there are many cultivators like me in the Liujin Desert. In the Liujin Desert, I can't become a dragon warrior, and my strength has reached the bottleneck stage. I just went to the core area to explore, hoping to break through again in strength, and it’s nothing if I die, anyway, I’m just an unknown cultivator.”

Lu Hao's face was gloomy, and he snorted again, his expression was extremely disdainful, and he looked at the space around him.

The sky covered by the sandstorm, the space covered, is a completely dark space, surrounded by the roar of thunder and thunder, in the space, the turbid yellow matter is flowing rapidly, colliding, can be seen, can be felt , the powerful aura of the yellow turbid substance contained terrifying energy.

It is precisely because of the irregular flow of these yellow turbid substances that the sandstorm becomes so dangerous. Lu Hao also saw that the turbid yellow substances in the dark space are the driving force of this sandstorm, driving the entire sandstorm to become more violent and wreak havoc.

Lu Hao's spiritual sense could feel that the yellow turbid substance was a strange substance mixed with several energies, which contained extremely turbid metallic aura, and the metallic aura increased the power of the sandstorm even more.

It was like a dark night all around, with countless chaotic voices clamoring in my ears, like ten thousand horses galloping, the sea surging, and the sandstorm was very dangerous and terrifying, those yellow turbid auras flowed past Lu Hao.

Lu Hao was dressed in a faint black light, and the boy was wearing a golden mask. Lu Hao put one hand on the boy's shoulder. The golden mask was formed by Lu Hao's endless stream of pure gold essence. The sandstorm The impact force in the space was completely removed by the black light and the golden mask.

In this dark space, the detection ability of spiritual consciousness is also greatly weakened, but Lu Hao can still feel that there are still a few breaths nearby. There should be a few people alive in this team. Now in the sandstorm, he can only wait. This sandstorm is over and gone.

The young man stared at the golden mask on his body, and looked at the mysterious blue cloud under his feet, with a very excited expression on his face, he said, "Brother, my younger brother's name is Leng Feng, I don't know your name?"

Lu Hao said sadly, "Emperor Yan."

The two were waiting in this dark space. The violent energy impact had no effect on the two of them, but the sandstorm still showed no sign of stopping, and was still surging. Lu Hao's most basic judgment, the sandstorm's The strength is more than five times that of the sandstorms outside the Absolute Flowing Gold Desert.

It is tens of thousands of kilometers in all directions, and this sandstorm is indeed extremely large, galloping and roaring, like a vast ocean, surging endlessly.

Lu Hao suddenly thought of a problem, the attack power of this sandstorm and the vortex gold flow are similar, and you can cultivate in the vortex gold flow, so in the sandstorm, this sandstorm is completely equivalent to a moving vortex gold flow, the sandstorm's The energy is frightening, and it is not inferior to the whirlpool gold flow.

The only difference is that the metallic aura in the vortex gold flow is extremely pure, while the aura in the sandstorm is turbid and entangled with each other. It is very difficult to cultivate and has little effect, but for Lu Hao, this seems to be not at all one question.

No matter how muddy the aura is through devouring practice, Lu Hao can extract its essence, discard its dross, and strengthen his own Jin Ji Zhenyuan.

Although he had this idea in his heart, Lu Hao was not in a hurry. Since he came to the core area, there would be many sandstorms of this scale in the future, and there would even be even more shocking sandstorms. This seemed to be an ideal holy place for cultivation.

Finally, the dark space dissipated and gradually became brighter. The huge sandstorm continued to move towards the distance with a roaring sound. Lu Hao Qingyun moved and landed on the ground. At this moment, the ground is full of ravines. The tiny sand is walking.

There was a sound beside him, and several figures fell vertically from the air and hit the ground.

The four dragons are all alive, the golden robed dragon is torn, covered in blood, looking tired and embarrassed, while the white-haired old man still looks calm, not in a hurry, his clothes are disheveled, but There was no blood, but the weakest woman in palace attire was the most relaxed among the crowd. There was no blood on her body, and even her hair was not messed up.

Lu Hao was also a little strange, but after a careful exploration of his spiritual sense, he already understood that the white palace costume of the palace costume woman turned out to be a powerful defensive spiritual weapon, no wonder it was so easy.

In addition to the four dragons, the young Leng Feng and the middle-aged scholar Wan Feng also survived. They were covered in blood, their hands were trembling, and their face was pale. They were the most miserable among them, but their lives came from the sandstorm. stayed.

"Heaven, the luck is really good. If the sandstorm lasts too long, hehe, I, Wan Feng, will die too. Haha, the sky is so lucky to me." The middle-aged scholar Wan Feng looked excited and muttered to himself. He said, his eyes filled with joy.

At the same time, there was a man on the sand, a middle-aged sturdy man, more precisely, a statue standing on the ground like a statue, motionless, with a stiff and cold expression, dazed eyes, and blood stained body, standing strangely.

The young man Leng Feng was taken aback for a moment, then walked up and said, "Brother, the sandstorm has already left, what's wrong with you?"

But just as his right hand touched the man's shoulder, there was a crash, and the whole statue collapsed and turned into a pile of fly ash. A piece of blue armor was left in the fly ash, and Leng Feng's face was full of shock. He never thought that this man turned into flying ash.

Lu Hao snorted heavily, and said contemptuously: "Relying on a first-level defensive spiritual weapon, I thought I could survive the sandstorm, but unfortunately, before my body was broken, my spiritual consciousness was destroyed by the sandstorm, and my body also died. Boy, you are very lucky, but you got a defensive spirit weapon."

The middle-aged scholar Wan Feng hurriedly said: "Leng Feng, silly boy, what are you still doing in a daze, hurry up and recognize the master with blood, this is a defensive weapon."

A sharp light flashed in the eyes of the man in the golden robe, and he was about to dodge, but at this moment, the white-haired old man Long Zhan moved, blocking the man in the golden robe, and said with a smile: "A first-level defensive spirit weapon , In terms of defensive power, it is not as good as Long Zhan's body, so does Long Zhan still care about this first-level defensive spiritual weapon?"

The young Leng Feng looked nervous, picked up the blue defensive spirit weapon, recognized the master with a drop of blood, a faint light flashed, and the blue defensive spirit weapon armor was worn on his body, at this time Leng Feng's face showed a faint smile Overjoyed, he looked at Lu Hao, Wan Feng and the others, and said respectfully, "Thank you, big brothers."

The middle-aged scholar Wan Feng came over, patted Leng Feng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "My boy, I never imagined that you could survive such a terrifying sandstorm. Are you hiding your strength? Tell me honestly."

The young Leng Feng chuckled and said, "Brother Wan, hehe, my survival is all thanks to Brother Yanhuang. Even I think it is very miraculous."

At this moment, not only Wan Feng, but even the man in golden robe, the white-haired old man, and the woman in palace attire looked at Lu Hao in surprise, not only because Lu Hao was extremely relaxed and his hair was not messy, but also because Lu Hao could make Leng Feng Surviving, this kind of strength is undoubtedly higher than the average dragon war.

The man in the golden robe snorted, and said arrogantly: "What's so great, the black clothes on you are definitely a second-level defensive spiritual weapon, and it only depends on the second-level spiritual weapon. If you have a second-level spiritual weapon, even if you have a second-level spiritual weapon I have no problem with a few more people."

Lu Hao's face was gloomy, and he said sullenly: "With this second-level defensive spiritual weapon, I can kill ten of you."

The man in the golden robe, Long Zhan, suddenly changed his face, his face turned ashen, and his body was shining with golden light. He seemed to be about to attack Lu Hao immediately. At this moment, Hou Wanfeng said hastily: "You two can't, we just experienced a sandstorm , there are only six people left, if you lose more strength, you will not be able to hunt sand beasts at all, please think twice."

Lu Hao smiled coldly, looking at the man in the golden robe with an extremely contemptuous expression, but the man in the golden robe thought about it for a while, and a look of hatred flashed in his eyes, but he stopped. Obviously he knew very well that a second-level The power of the defensive spirit weapon is still unbreakable based on his level of dragon warfare.

After experiencing a terrifying sandstorm, the team has only six people left. They continue to move forward in the core area and become more cautious. The danger in the core area has just begun.

The sandstorms in the core area are surprisingly frequent, one sandstorm is encountered every day, and one day even five sandstorms are encountered in a row. It is also getting higher and higher.

After a month, the sandstorm finally disappeared. For five consecutive days, no one encountered a single sandstorm. This surprised Lu Hao, but later Lu Hao also understood that after passing through the resistance restriction, he would It is the area ravaged by sandstorms, and only after passing through the area ravaged by sandstorms can we really reach our destination.

This destination is the area where the sand beasts roam. The sandstorm has completely disappeared, the sky is clear, the clouds are blooming, and the sunlight is very soft. For a moment, people wonder if this is a terrifying desert.

"Whirlpool gold flow..., my heaven, there are so many." The young man Leng Feng shouted in surprise, and the speed of his flight also suddenly accelerated, heading forward at extreme speed.

When he arrived in the Liujin Desert, Lu Hao understood the vortex gold flow, and the small vortex gold flow is very rare. Only four villages in Feiyan Village have one. There are dozens of small vortex gold flows, and the big vortex gold flow is truly precious.

But now, within Lu Hao's field of vision, there are already dozens of small vortex golden streams rising into the sky. The golden vortex is very beautiful and elegant, and the spiritual consciousness is probing forward, within the range that Lu Hao can explore , There are already hundreds of small vortex gold flows, which is really surprising.

(End of this chapter)