Chapter 5641: 5641 You ask me, who do I ask

  Chapter 5641 5641 You ask me, who do I ask

   "Senior Tantai, what should I do now?" Gu Fenghua still kept calm, smiling, and said calmly.

  She believes that Tantai Yunsu must have anticipated this situation a long time ago, and it is impossible to be unprepared.

  Facts have proved that Miss Gu Jiawu thinks too much.

  "You ask me, I ask who to go, and quickly find a way." Tantai Yunsu was silent for a moment, as if he looked at Gu Fenghua with weird eyes for several times before speaking.

  Sure enough, scams are scams. Gu Fenghua's smile froze on his face, uglier than crying.

   "Turn left, fast, turn left!" Gu Fenghua shouted to Zhong Lingxiu and others who were controlling the formation but didn't know where to advance or retreat.

  Almost at the same time that Gu Fenghua exhaled, Zhong Lingxiu and Ye Wuse had already made handprints quickly. The runes flickered, and the flying boat across the clouds drew a graceful arc diagonally, sweeping across the sand sea like a clever silver fish.

   On the right side of the flying boat, the golden sand waves boiled and roared, and the waves were higher than the waves, and the sky was surging, as if an ancient behemoth opened its big mouth and was about to swallow all living creatures in the world.

Zhong Lingxiu and Ye Wuse ran the holy energy with all their strength, condensing their spiritual thoughts to the extreme, and the handprints they made were getting faster and faster. The speed of the flying boat crossing the clouds was stimulated to the extreme, as fast as an arrow from the string. The sandstorm came faster.

   is near, nearer.

  The fine sand dust, like the water mist splashed when the waterfall falls, evaporates in all directions. Looking up, the front of the flying boat is like golden yarn dancing.

  Even if you are in the flying boat, you can still feel the tremors of the earth, and the ears are pierced by the screams of the sand waves surging against each other, like the roar of a giant beast, and the screaming of thousands of ghosts, which shocks the soul.

   Turning his head and looking at the rolling sandstorm, everyone's hearts were raised in their throats.

  Zhong Lingxiu's expression became more serious than ever, and she quickly deduced it in her mind. It was easy for her to conclude that at such a speed, Crossing the Clouds and Flying Boat would definitely not be able to escape.

  Although the flying boat is completely refined with fine gold and mithril, it is extremely strong, and it is engraved with formations from the inside to the outside. It may not be destroyed in the sandstorm, but it must be seriously damaged.

  Netherworld, the sea of ​​sand is vast and boundless, and sandstorms are haunting and impermanent. Without this cloud-crossing flying boat, God knows when to find the Dragon Tomb.

   Watching the rising sky and sand waves getting closer and closer to the side, Zhong Lingxiu bit his silver teeth fiercely, folded his hands, and made a weird handprint. In a twinkling of an eye, the debut amulet light appeared under her feet, and a mysterious amulets enveloped her.

   "Lingxiu, what are you doing?" When they noticed Zhong Lingxiu's strange behavior, Gu Fenghua and others were all surprised.

  Almost at the same time they spoke, Zhong Lingxiu's folded hands suddenly separated. The powerful holy energy of Emperor Saint Ninth Stage erupted instantly, pouring out like a flood that bursts a bank.

  Duyun Feizhou trembled, and then accelerated sharply.

   "Hhoo!" A harsh scream sounded.

  As if there was an invisible force pushing onwards, everyone involuntarily leaned back. The light and shadow in front of me changed rapidly, and all the scenery, including the tossing sand waves, became like reflections in the water under the breeze, turning into illusion.

  Only an instant, the speed of the flying boat across the clouds increased more than ten times, and the space was distorted. If it weren't for the size of Duyun Feizhou, even the space would be torn and penetrated by it.

  A silver streamer flew across the sand sea, leaving the huge golden wave that lifted the sky far behind.

  The waves undulated, surging towards the distance, and gradually subsided, and the vast sand sea returned to calm. The silver streamer slowed down and turned into a cloud-crossing flying boat with exquisite and exquisite lines, and stopped steadily.

   "It's very risky." Lorne breathed a long sigh of relief, and said with lingering fear.

  (End of this chapter)