Chapter 937 (2/2)

Squatting on the ground, ye Tianxin was slightly surprised to feel the cruel storm, which was still a small trouble in Lao Jiang's mouth. If he really encountered a stronger and bigger storm, wouldn't he have no cultivation of transforming the heaven and have to shiver and wait for death?

The strong wind lasted for a very long time. Vaguely, ye Tian suddenly frowned and glanced at a position where he could not distinguish the direction. There seemed to be something approaching, and vaguely seemed to be accompanied by some fuzzy sounds.

”No! What else is approaching in the storm!”

Suddenly, ye Tian's face suddenly changed and he shouted loudly.

”What are you talking about?”

Under the roaring wind, Lao Jiang didn't hear what ye Tian said. He leaned in the direction of Ye Tian and asked at his throat.

”Damn it! Bad things!”

Seeing that Lao Jiang leaned over, ye Tian immediately scolded.

When ye Tian's curse just fell, Lao Jiang's body suddenly flew out, as if something had taken him away, leaving only a string of strange screams.

”Troublesome guy...”

After biting his teeth, ye Tian was also worried. Without much hesitation, he got up and pursued Lao Jiang in the direction of being swept away.

It's not out of kindness, but in the final analysis, Lao Jiang was in trouble because he talked to him. Regardless, ye Tian's conscience is more or less sorry.

What's more, the map is still in Lao Jiang's hand!

When he rushed into the sand, ye Tian immediately felt the same breath. It seemed that the breath came from the eye of the storm. It was not very powerful. Even ye Tian felt less than half of the threat, but it had a different attraction, or... Fragrance.

The mind expanded rapidly, and ye Tian immediately locked the position of Lao Jiang. With a cold hum, his figure swept away in that direction, which was the direction of the strange breath.

Between several flashes of the figure, Lao Jiang's figure rolled wildly by the strong wind appeared in Ye Tian's line of sight. It looked like a rolling meat ball.

”Eh? What is that...?”

Ye Tian's attention didn't fall on Lao Jiang at the moment, but looked at a faint light in the eye of the wind.

The brilliance is like a piece of jade, as if all the strong winds were gushing from the jade, and some of the textures on it are exquisite. They don't look like artificial things at all. Even if it's just a fragment, they look beautiful.