Chapter 611 (2/2)

The members of the ghost cutting team shouted with their headscarves pressed: ”Captain, the situation is wrong. The wind is getting stronger and stronger! It seems that we are approaching the center of the sandstorm...”

Ghost cut team leader baretail roared: ”whether it's right or not, find me the coordinates first!”

Suddenly, the woman named huazi screamed, ”Captain, look!”

The sand storm in front of us was like a hurricane roaring in the secret room. It was low and had a strange sound. The sand dunes under our feet rose one after another, just like rolling waves. The reincarnators of the ghost cutting team saw with their own eyes that tens of meters high sand dunes were overturned, and tens of tons of gravel fell to the ground in front of everyone, completely burying a depression.

Everything seemed like the end of the world, rumbling. In the dark sand curtain, a huge tornado appeared in front of everyone. It was like a huge water pump, pumping the sand dunes on the ground to the sky, and then turned into rainstorm sand waves, which suddenly fell from the sky.

The volume of the hurricane is huge. In front of the ghost cutting team, it is like a curtain blocking half the sky.

Standing in the bow of the airship, like a nail nailed to the viewing platform of the cockpit, Chen ang suddenly opened his eyes and said with a smile, ”I see you!” as soon as he grabbed into the void of his right hand, a decayed mummy next to him turned into countless grains of sand and shot out like a long rope. He rolled up the spear of judgment around Hong Fan and shot out with the wave of Chen Ang's right hand.

The sand of the mummy intertwined with the spear of judgment and pressed its mechanism.

The trial spear (imitation) made of a scepter in mid air pops up a sharp spear head and plunges into a violent hurricane. Under the control of the sand rope wrapped around the spear, the speed is raised to a terrible level with the help of the huge wind force of the tornado.

The black blood clan around Chen ang stood up, and they threw their way towards Chen ang. They leaped like a cheetah and jumped down from the airship hundreds of meters high. Evelyn suddenly saw such a situation, screaming, and the scalp of other people in the airship burst at once, and clearly saw the figure of the black coat of blood in the air and rolled up in the air, followed by two arms. Plunged into the violent tornado.

Cut the air along the direction of the wind, the black blood clans made a ”Hula” sound under their ribs, and a web like film appeared in the position between their hands and feet, as if to open a pair of wings, a structure like a bat wing film, so that these blood clans are really like a huge bat.

With the instinct in their blood, they used the flying wing suit made of this high-strength material to cut the wave like the side of a surfboard, cut the wind wall, and flew to the place in the dark along the guidance of Chen Ang's spear of judgment.

Chen ang closed his eyes, with the help of his mana and a trace of connection with the huge storm, through the dozens of desertification mummies mixed in the storm, brought the movement of each trace of wind force of the huge storm into his own calculation, and built a detailed and specific motion model through his brain's precise calculation.

The desertification mummy wrapped around the spear of judgment is like a Sasso. Under the control of Chen ang, it adjusts the direction, maintains a distance of more than ten meters ahead of the blood clan, and demonstrates the trajectory of movement for them.

Those black blood clans, like a huge bat, shuttle in the tornado. Like a school of fish, they speed up the shuttle with the help of the violent wind and rush down in an unknown direction.

These blood clans have reached an amazing high speed. Their bodies have almost broken through the sound barrier, passing through countless chaotic yellow sand streams like madmen, interspersed among these countless turbulent streams, and they are able to do it with ease. However, these blood clans still maintain a trace of the elegance and calmness of the night aristocracy under the dangerous situation of being torn to pieces.

A blood clan's wing suit in the right rear was slightly disordered, and was quickly involved in the turbulence. Like a clumsy bat, it was rolled up by the turbulence. Countless sharp sand streams and coarse gravel tore his body like a violent blade. The blood clan screamed and was torn to pieces by the wind.

And more blood families passed him without stopping, still remained indifferent, and jumped in the direction of the spear of judgment.

The spear of judgment finally shot out the most terrible distance of the wind, but under Chen Ang's precise calculation, it still kept pushing with the help of air flow. Its own terrible speed not only didn't slow down, but also accelerated to a terrible degree

At this time, huazi, a member of the ghost cutting team, finally calculated the coordinates given by the LORD God at 30 minutes. She couldn't hide her fear and said, ”Captain Chiwei, the coordinates given by the LORD God for Kyushu team are in the center of the tornado! They...”

Before she finished her words, in the extremely frightened eyes of red tail, her body was hit by a powerful force and flew up. The blood mist appeared in the wound in front of her chest, as if there was a golden light, tearing the wind king's boundary and passing through her chest. The powerful force shook the blood thrown by her into a blood mist

Only the red tail captain who strengthened the wheel eye could see that it was a golden spear, like a crossbow and arrow, tearing open the chest of huazi, and plunged into the gravel under them with the blood of his sweetheart.

”No! Huazi!” Chiwei wailed in despair.