Seeing this scene, Liu Zhengyang's eyes couldn't help narrowing, and then he snorted heavily, slapped his palm on the table, and then jumped up and went straight to the sandstorm.

Just as Venerable White Elephant was about to get up, he heard Liu Zhengyang's exhortation: "Sir, take care of them!"

Venerable White Elephant frowned, resisting the urge to follow, and threw the scroll in his hand into the air.

"seal up!"

With his low voice, the scroll suddenly burst above the caravan.

At this time, the caravan and Anbu members had already huddled together, trying to reduce the impact as much as possible.

And the scrolls scattered, forming a golden protective cover.

On the protective cover, all kinds of words are constantly rolling, but any sand that touches the protective cover will be shattered instantly and the bullets will fly out.

The speed of the sandstorm was very fast. At this time, only the dust and sand flying outside could be seen inside the protective cover, but nothing else could be seen.

Tie Cheng finally understood how powerful the caravan he was about to attack was.

The old man in front of him is a real Daoist!

Thinking of this Tie Cheng, he couldn't help but feel a little scared, and now he respected these people more and more.

At the same time, he kept thinking about a question in his mind, what will happen to Liu Zhengyang?

You must know that even a warrior cannot resist this sandstorm.

Those black winds can easily penetrate people's energy, and even the strongest defenses are like paper paste in front of black winds, so once someone gets involved, few people can come out unharmed.

Can Liu Zhengyang do it?

Although that huge palm gave him a great shock that night.

But facing this problem, Tie Cheng was still a little unsure in his heart.

Liu Zhengyang had already plunged into the sandstorm at this time.

The black wind was cutting through his skin like a knife, constantly eroding the vigor that he was protecting around his body.

Liu Zhengyang resolutely restrained his energy, and then the black wind began to wreak havoc on his flesh.

Heifeng can easily break through the defense of the martial artist's body, but in Liu Zhengyang's case, it is deflated.

Although the black wind brought a slight pain to Liu Zhengyang, it did not directly invade his body. When he felt this situation, Liu Zhengyang ignored it.

Since he dared to enter this sandstorm, he naturally had his confidence.

The three golden giant birds in front of him were his most curious existences.

"Chirp!"

Liu Zhengyang looked at the three-headed giant bird. The giant bird was also looking at him. He raised his head and chirped, and then the next one lifted off and swooped down, heading straight for Liu Zhengyang.

Very aggressive, Liu Zhengyang made a judgment immediately, and then drew a circle with his left hand and blocked directly in front of him.

The sharp long beak of the giant bird pecked directly at the Qi Jin in front of him.

Although the long beak was blocked, Liu Zhengyang could sense that the energy in front of him was also consumed a lot.

This was just a tentative attack, and Liu Zhengyang knew enough.

But the giant bird was a little angry.

The two-legged creatures in front of them actually blocked their attack, which made them feel insulted. They waved their huge wings, and the rich black wind instantly wrapped towards Liu Zhengyang.

The black wind this time is obviously different from the black wind that strays in the sandstorm, it is more solid, and its destructive power is obviously more tyrannical.

No matter how confident Liu Zhengyang is, he would not dare to say that he can proceed steadily.