At this time, Zhu Zhuqing said anxiously: "Teacher, sandstorms are the most dangerous climate in the desert. Let's find a place to hide quickly. Otherwise, we will be buried by the sand."

For ordinary people, sandstorms are undoubtedly fatal.

But for high-level spirit masters, it is just a stronger sandstorm. Even if they are blown away, they will not lose their lives.

Han Yu patted her shoulder and said calmly, "Zhu Qing, with your and Da Zhi's strength, this level of sandstorm will not affect you."

"Xiaotian, you have one stick of incense to train. After that, this sandstorm will dissipate."

The sandstorm would affect their journey, and what Han Yu said meant that he had the ability to disperse the sandstorm.

To be able to shake nature with one's own strength, what a terrifying power!

"Teacher, I will go straight into the sandstorm!" After saying that, Feng Xiaotian grew a pair of wings behind him and rushed towards the sandstorm.

Han Yu waved his hand casually, and the Fire Cloud Stick fell in front of him, like a magic needle that stabilizes the sea.

Zhu Zhuqing and the other person behind him couldn't even feel the wind and sand.

"Alright, you guys take a good rest inside this soul barrier. Once the sandstorm clears, we'll set off immediately."

"Teacher, can my Killing God Field resist sandstorms?" Zhu Zhuqing suddenly asked.

Han Yu turned around and looked at her. "The domain will separate the surrounding environment. You can indeed avoid the sandstorm. But how long can your domain last?"

Zhu Zhuqing, who has the strength of a Soul King, obviously cannot open his domain for a long time.

Level 70 is the watershed for soul masters, and similarly, it is also the watershed for the field.

For a soul master who breaks through to the Soul Saint level, the quality of his soul power will undergo a qualitative change. It is also because of this that the domain can be maintained for a long time.

On the other side, Feng Xiaotian slowly put on his goggles and rushed into the sandstorm. The wind and sand around him were like sharp daggers, constantly hitting his body.

"Wind Wolf, fifty-six consecutive kills!"

Feng Xiaotian did not rely on the surrounding wind, but acted automatically without wind.

As the series of slashes began, a pale white gust of wind formed around him and quickly fought against the sandstorm.

"This guy actually chose to hone his own soul skills." Han Yu, who was far away, saw this scene and couldn't help but smile.

When Feng Xiaotian first rushed into the sandstorm, he was bound to feel uncomfortable. However, using his soul skills to fight against the sandstorm would also help him practice and help him quickly integrate into the sandstorm.

"Teacher, how strong is Feng Xiaotian? I feel like he is much stronger than he was during the Soul Master Competition." Zhu Dazhi exclaimed.

In just two years, Feng Xiaotian was able to upgrade his soul ring from level 55 to level 63 soul skills, which is definitely a huge improvement.

During the Soul Master Competition, Zhu Zhuqing might be able to fight him to a draw, but now, with the Killing God Domain, Zhu Zhuqing might not be his opponent.

Han Yu replied: "You have worked hard. Xiaotian has already polished the prototype of his domain just by perceiving the wind attribute. His current strength is already invincible as a Soul Emperor."

Zhu Zhuqing looked into the distance in surprise. Only those who have a domain know how precious it is.

In order to obtain the Killing God Realm, she stayed in the City of Slaughter for a year and a half, and even stepped on a pile of bones before she finally obtained the realm.

Feng Xiaotian was able to reach this level just by relying on his own practice. It is conceivable how strong his talent is.

Han Yu naturally knew what happened to Feng Xiaotian. Hurricane Canyon was the place where the gods passed down their legacy. Feng Xiaotian was able to make such rapid progress, and it was very likely that the gods behind him had chosen him.

Normally, domains come with martial souls. The Wind Wolf martial soul is originally a wind attribute martial soul, and has a natural affinity for wind attributes. And Feng Xiaotian's mutated martial soul, to some extent, increases his affinity for wind attributes.

…

He quickly struck out with the Fifty-Six Years Slash and created a gap in the center of the sandstorm.

"Come again, fifty-seven consecutive kills!"

From then on, with each additional blow he made, his body would have to bear more pressure.

He didn't stop until he had made his sixtieth consecutive kill.

At this moment, he had completely adapted to the environment in the sandstorm. He landed slowly on the ground and entered a state of cultivation in the sandstorm.

On the other side, when the sandstorm reached Han Yu and his companions.

The powerful storm was successfully "split" into two halves by a fire cloud stick.

An incense stick of time passed quietly, and Han Yu smiled, "Lie down on the ground, don't get blown away by the wind."

After saying that, he lightly hooked his finger, and the Fire Cloud Stick fell into his hand. Then, his figure flew into the air.

Without the obstruction of the Fire Cloud Stick, the powerful storm instantly acted on Zhu Zhuqing and the other person.

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Because they had laid down on the ground in advance, they were not blown away.

A blood-red soul ring suddenly lit up under Han Yu's feet, "Eighth Soul Skill, Fire Cloud Destruction!"

He threw the Fire Cloud Stick into the air, and its size became extremely huge.

As Han Yu's hand gently fell, the Fire Cloud Stick slammed into the ground.

The powerful soul force impact created a deep pit of tens of meters on the ground. Moreover, the shock wave emitted by it and the core of the sandstorm offset each other.

Soon, the desert turned into clear sky again.

Feeling the storm disappear, Zhu Zhuqing looked up at Han Yu in mid-air, eyes full of awe: "Teacher's strength has improved a lot compared to before. If one day, I can also become as strong as the teacher!"

Han Yu didn't care about the deep pit not far away.

Sand is fluid, and it won't be long before, under the combined action of wind and sand, this deep pit will return to its original appearance.

"Let's go." Han Yu urged.

Everyone tidied their clothes and continued on their way.

Only Han Yu would feel comfortable in the hot climate of the desert.

If there had not been an abundant supply of water, Zhu Dazhi and Zhu Zhuqing would have collapsed long ago.

In order to take care of them, we had to stop and go along the way, which wasted a lot of time.

Early that morning, before the group had walked far, they saw a group of people walking tiredly in the desert.

"We are very close to Falx City, they shouldn't be dehydrated!" Feng Xiaotian asked in confusion, looking at the outline of the city in the distance.

Not far away, you can clearly see the outline of the city.

"That's because there are no shelters in the desert and the terrain is quite flat, so we can see the city in the distance clearly." Han Yu explained: "If I don't drink water from now on, I'm afraid we won't be able to reach the city before we become dehydrated."

This is a typical case of "looking at the mountain and running the horse to death", and in the absence of water, the mirage will completely kill them.

(End of this chapter)