The sandstorm swept over the heads of people, and the rocks turned into powder. Tens of feet of high mountains were razed to the ground in an instant. The desert blown by the wind was pulled up again, and some dry mountains were pulled up. The desolate doomsday scenery was covered by black clouds.


    Wow, wow!!!


    The iron chain was torn to the sky. Many people were brought to the sky by the iron chain. The divine sword was broken and screams were heard.


    Although ye QingHan and Dharma God and devil Zun are powerful, they can''t do anything at the moment. They can only hold the center of the iron chain and save a few.


    Bang!!!


    The iron chains were broken, and some people were cut into a pile of blood bones by the wind blade. The blood stained the sky, and the soul disappeared in the sky.


    Ah————————


    Another businessman was taken away by the strong wind, and the people were lying on the ground crying. There was nothing to do but despair!


    Boom, boom!!


    Ye QingHan''s green tendons burst up, holding the tan gold stick. The dragon blood in his body boils, the divine light tears the darkness, and the long gun mark in the palm of his hand grabs people''s heart and soul.


    However, they didn''t have the mind to see the palm of his hand. They were all lying on the ground and close to the ground. They were afraid of being pulled up by the strong wind. Once they entered the void, they would die. No one could stop the rage of the strong wind.


    Wow, wow!!


    The wild sand flooded the people like a hell storm, leaving a tragic scene.


    Hundreds of people, more than half dead! Even if they didn''t die, the divine clothes on their backs were torn to pieces by the strong wind. Their backs were like burned by luotie. Their flesh and blood were blurred and fused by sand. It was even more miserable. Many people had lost consciousness in pain and twitched in the desert.


    Ye QingHan crawled out of the sand. He was very embarrassed. His back was burning, but the child in his arms escaped.


    Ah——————


    Many people screamed and struggled from the sand. Their backs were burned by divine fire. They couldn''t bear to look straight at each other.


    The Dharma deity and devil Zun shook the sand on his head and didn''t want to scold ye QingHan anymore. The more he scolded, the more unlucky he was!


    With a wry smile, ye QingHan still held out and asked in a deep voice, "whose child is this?"


    Unfortunately, no one answered. The four-year-old child could speak, but he looked for a circle, cried directly, and said sadly, "my parents are gone..."


    When it''s gone, it means death. There''s no second possibility!


    Ye QingHan twitched in the corners of his eyes and asked, "are there any other relatives? Are there only your parents?"


    The little fart child is pink and cute. At the moment, tears are splashing. Heaven sees you pity. Ye QingHan''s love is overflowing, and he can''t bear it.


    Unfortunately, the little doll still shook her head and said sadly, "no, only my parents took me out to play, but they all disappeared, wow..."


    "Lost it! We''re in a hurry!" said the Dharma God and devil Zun impolitely.


    Before ye QingHan could make a statement, Master Zhang Ying immediately scolded, "are you crazy? You''ve been alone all your life. You don''t have any sympathy for a three or four-year-old child. Give it to me if you don''t bring it."


    Women, at least most people, like children, especially such big ones. Master Zhang Ying did not hesitate to grab the children, hold them in his arms and comfort them constantly.


    Ye QingHan shrugged and said, "let''s continue on our way. Since these people have survived, they don''t need our help. Those taken away will certainly not survive, and we can''t help them."


    Jianshisan and Dharma God and devil Zun didn''t have a problem. Master Zhang Ying looked at ye QingHan''s face. His death had spread to his chest. If he didn''t go to the Holy Spirit firm, he wouldn''t have a chance, so he nodded and said, "let''s go."


    The four of them rushed to the distance with a child, and they were still safe behind the storm.


    One night later, the storm dissipated invisibly, leaving bones everywhere. As soon as the strong wind blew, the bones were submerged under the Gobi and gravel everywhere.


    The four accelerated their speed, and even with a child, they did not affect their speed.


    Half a month later, the four people and their children stepped out of the Gobi and a breathtaking plain appeared. Pedestrians passed by one after another.


    A stream separates the desert. There are great differences between East and West.


    "There is a city ahead, called Canghai city. There is a transmission array leading to the central hinterland of the Holy Spirit firm. It is estimated that you can reach the main city area of the Holy Spirit firm in up to one month." the Dharma God and demon God breathed a sigh of relief. In less than ten years, he has aged a lot. He is covered with dirty dust. The smell of wind and dust is very strong. Now he doesn''t look like a strong man who is half an eternal circle.


    "Go to Canghai city to replenish. We can stand it, and the children can''t stand it." Master Zhang Ying looked at the sleeping child in his arms and said softly.


    The Dharma gods and Demons snorted and rushed forward alone.


    Ye QingHan and Jian 13 looked at each other and were relieved. When they arrived in the Holy Spirit business territory, they were relaxed. The road behind was easy to walk, and a few months could still be consumed.


    The four quickly reached Canghai city. The city is prosperous. I don''t know how many experienced practitioners compare with the Kendo holy land. If Canghai city is a third tier small city, most of the cities of the Kendo holy land can only be regarded as remote towns!


    The strong in the city are like clouds. Many people are dusty and should be on their way.


    Adventurers, mercenaries, caravans, everyone takes their own business and doesn''t disturb each other.


    The Dharma deity and devil Zun quickly found a very high-grade inn. After asking for four rooms, he rushed to his room without even saying a word and was ready to clean it.


    Ye QingHan also asked for a bucket of hot water and sat in the bath bucket to wash. His fatigue slowly dissipated. There was not much blood on his arm. He was like a decadent old man. It was difficult to show his heroism in the twilight.


    The divine bird is also a little depressed at the moment. After all, ye QingHan is its master. If the master dies, the divine pet will die.


    Ye QingHan waved to unlock the contract of the divine bird, and finally had a feeling in his eyes. He has been fighting and swearing with the divine bird over the years, but no one can understand how strong the feeling between one person and one bird is.


    "If I die, I''ll follow sword 13. He may be able to protect you." ye QingHan whispered.


    "Shao te, tell me. This divine bird is the best treasure hunter in the world. I''ll find you a reincarnation fruit sooner or later!" said the divine bird angrily. Obviously, I can''t accept that ye QingHan will really leave it.


    Ye QingHan grinned and was very sad. He really treated the divine bird badly these years.


    Ye QingHan closed his eyes and comforted the white feather of the divine bird. With a claw, he patted his big hand aside and sneered, "waiting for death is not your character. Don''t make a dead face. The divine bird is most afraid of this scene."


    Seriously, the divine bird is really dignified.


    Ye QingHan pretended to be strong and regained his popularity. Wearing white clothes, he was handsome and looked extremely arrogant. Despite his death, he was still a generation of beautiful men.


    "Go and stroll around. In the last few decades, I will take you natural and unrestrained." ye QingHan said boldly.