Chapter 155 Isolation

The wind roared and deafening. The sand and stones danced wildly with a swirling nest, hitting the box of wood with strong strength. The sound of breaking was endless, and the monsters on both sides of the strait roared wildly. Even their copper and iron bones could not help branding a few bumps at this moment.

In a daze, Wang Wujian actually felt that someone around him had left, but on second thought, how could such a big wind and sand leave at will?

This raging wind and sand lasted for about half an hour before it weakened, but even so, Wang Wujian could still feel the hot pain in the place where the sand and stone swept over his waist, and the howling of the wind still made the eardrums itchy.

"Wo Jian, Wu Jian, get up, everyone get up quickly..." A man pushed Wang Wujian hard and shouted in panic.

Wang Wujian was shocked. He is not unfamiliar with the owner of this voice. It is Sikong Zixian. His always crisp voice has become a little sharp or even strange in the wind.

Although he was surprised, he believed that something important must have happened when Sikong Zixian shouted at this moment. He took a heavy breath of turbidity and gently released his head. A strong wind made him choke, and he couldn't help shivering.

In the haze, he saw Si Kong Zixian half kneeling in front of him. The darkness blinded the expression on her face, but her half-kneeling posture was just right. The more prominent the front was, the more raised the back was. In the gray, she could evoke infinite reverie.

Several companions lying next to them also crawled out in consternation, pulled out their weapons in a panic, and stirred up a weak soul power. The red light seemed to be swept away by the wind, far more dim than usual.

"What happened?" Wang Wujian asked loudly against the wind.

"There are centipedes, and some centipedes have crawled over." Si Kong Zixian replied with a scream.

At this time, Qian Qian and others on the side also showed their heads. When they faintly heard the word " centipede", they immediately let go of their anti-sand equipment and stared at the entrance of the canyon in surprise.

"Where is it?" Qian Jia ran over against the wind and sand with a heavy leather coat and asked loudly.

"Underground, they came out of the ground..." Sikong Zixian shouted.

Just as she finished speaking, the silvery dark centipede appeared in sight last night - they actually appeared directly in the middle of the less windy valley through the ground.

The empty ground suddenly seemed to emerge as silver springs, which kept overflowing in all directions. The wind in the canyon was small. Although their grip was weak, it did not affect their progress along the predetermined track at this moment.

"Get up, everyone, get up, there's a dark centipede coming to attack." Wang Wujian panicked and shouted loudly at the crowd, but his voice was quickly submerged in the wind.

Qian Qian and other people immediately prepared their weapons and staggered positions to prepare for the attack, but they just waited in their own territory and did not mean to help others.

Several uninformed martial arts screamed in their sleep, but their screams disappeared in less than ten seconds, but the short screams still woke up the nearby martial arts.

When they opened their tired eyes and faintly realized that death was coming, the dark centipede had swarmed under their feet, and the next moment, they were also the target of screams.

In the dark, heartbreaking wailings covered the roar of the wind. Those screams all hurt Wang Wujian's heart. No matter whether he can hold his life this time, he believes that God will break his life because of his selfishness, and I'm afraid these dead souls will never You will know that they died because of a selfish scam...

"You go and help quickly... Why can't you save me?" Wang Wujian roared at Qian Qian. Although he could not see the faces distorted by fear and pain, their screams were magnified countless times in his mind.

Qian Qian glanced at him with an evil smile on his face. At this moment, it was what he was eager to happen. The more people died, the less trouble it would undoubtedly reduce the future competition.

However, Qian Qian's good wishes didn't take long before it was completely broken - more than half of the dark centipede and other kinds of centipede rushed towards them, like a storm, rushing up with a terrible momentum.

The proud color on Qian Qian's face solidified in an instant, replaced by surprise, surprise, helplessness...

The sword in his hand was immediately put on a layer of lavender gorgeous coat, and the martial arts around him were very nervous. The fear brought by the dark centipedes made them lingering fear. If they were asked to fight to the death, they might not frown, but if they fought against this endless little worm, it was not only them. Even the strong man in the realm of the spiritual emperor yesterday felt a headache, and he would die if he was not careful.

What is more tragic at this moment is that Qian Qian and others do not have many martial arts resistance in the realm of the spiritual emperor. They can only fight alone on their own strength.

Wang Wujian was blocked behind him by several partners, regardless of whether the big stone would fall from the top, and stood close to the wall. Sikong Zixian pulled out his long sword across his chest and blocked it in the front.

Just like last night, the strange light bloomed on her sword again, and words were recited in her mouth. The invisible spell waves swung out of her slightly dry red lips and then blended into the wind and sand.

At this time, Wang Wujian suddenly had a doubt: "Why could she know in advance that the dark centipede was coming up from the ground? Could she still be unpredictable?"

"Block it for me!" Qian Qian shouted loudly.

The centipede's offensive was not as crazy as last night, because the wind was so strong that they had to move their energy to grasp the ground, and even some centipede was blown to the edge of the wall by the wind.

What should I do? They can't resist at all!" Ge Tianren shouted in panic. If the defense line of Qian Qian and others is chaotic, no one will care about their dead, but the next target of the centipede meal must be the last seven people.

All kinds of centipedes kept pouring out of the ground. The centipedes divided the people in the valley into two halves, but more than half of the centipedes flocked to the side where Qian Qian was and attacked them.

The two martial arts spirits in the mysterious realm turned into blood skeletons in the blink of an eye. Soon, the third one also fell to the ground, the fourth...

Qian Qian's face has changed greatly. Anyone can see that if it goes on like this, all his men will die sooner or later. What's more sad is that in view of his selfishness just now, no one took the initiative to lend a helping hand.

"Go back to the air outlet, and the strong wind will blow them away." Qian Qian shouted loudly.

Wang Wujian suddenly realized that he didn't expect that the old guy could still use the power of nature at the critical moment. Standing in the wind, he might be injured by sand and stone, or even suffocate because of the strong wind, but it will definitely reduce the pressure brought by the centipede and be more likely to survive.