Chapter 2623
For a moment, the yellow dust storm has completely enveloped Luo Zheng.
This dust storm is enough to bring ordinary mortals and livestock to the sky, but there is no threat to Luo Zheng.
The fine grit came to Luo Zheng like a dense raindrop, but all stayed three inches in front of Luo Zheng, an invisible force forming a film to isolate all the gravel.
"Heaven Fortified City north of wasteland…"
Looking at the gravel that was flying all over the sky, Luo Zheng showed a bitter smile.
When he first entered the God Domain, he was alone, and he could only slowly explore it in the God Domain.
This time, led by Ming Wei, I originally wanted to save a lot of trouble. I didn't expect to leave the first step in entering Mother World!
His greater teleportation has been circling in this Red Yang Wasteland for hundreds of times. Imagine that this wasteland is very large, not to mention the weather of the yellow sand, even if the Wan Luo Qing is difficult to distinguish the southeast and northwest.
"It's best to find someone to ask for a while!"
Luo Zheng, however, lost a moment, and then he has already converged his mind. After taking a step, the whole person has disappeared at the top of the hill.
Although it is impossible to tell the direction, Luo Zheng tries to make greater teleportation in one direction, which ensures that he leaves the desert in the shortest route.
"Om"
Under a greater teleportation, Luo Zheng has crossed 50,000 miles.
The moment of drilling out of the space channel, the glistening yellow sand is still flying.
Looking at the sandstorm in front of him, Luo Zheng's face showed a hint of color.
Dust storms are not rare weather. In the desert, when it encounters windy days, it will roll up sandstorms, but he has not crossed the 50,000-mile distance and still can't get out of this sandstorm. The scope of this dust storm is beyond his imagination.
"The wind intensity on this desert is simply not enough to roll up such a large-scale sandstorm. How did this dust storm blow up?"
Luo Zheng's brows a little, can't think of the mystery, can only play greater teleportation again.
"buzzz ……"
He had a batch of teleportation seven times, and he had a total of four hundred and fifty miles in total, but it was still a raging sandstorm.
Unable to determine where you are, after all, people are a little confused.
Luo Zheng is no longer moving forward, but changing the direction and making greater teleportation towards the sky!
Ming Wei said that Mother World should be like a squashed egg, but this egg is too big, even if Luo Zheng continues to grow up the distant teleportation, I am afraid I can't touch the top of Mother World.
But under the upscale conveyor teleportation, he found things more and more weird.
He teleported three times to the top, and he came to the height of 150,000 miles. Under the volley, he suddenly turned into a yellow sand.
“Is this dust storm rolled up more than 150,000 miles?”
Luo Zheng didn't take this dust storm seriously, and now he realizes the difference.
In desperation, he can only lower the height and fly close to the wasteland…
This kind of advance is far less fast than the collective teleportation, but it can help him better distinguish the surrounding environment.
After so many speeds, Luo Zheng suddenly saw a bulge under the sand dunes on the left side. These raised objects were covered with gravel and there was nothing in it.
Luo Zheng's thoughts moved a little, and a Divine Sense has spread.
With Divine Sense's investigation, there was a hint of joy on his face, and the uplifting objects were actually tents, and there were people in the tents!
Luo Zheng did not hesitate, and flew away there.
The dust storm has been blowing for so long, and these tents have been covered with a thick layer of yellow sand.
Luo Zheng waved his hand and swept the yellow sand outside the tent.
The door of the tent was a curtain made of a thick layer of animal skin. Luo Zheng reached out and gently opened the curtain of the animal skin. Just as he opened, a snowy dagger had already stabbed!
"Call "
The strength of this knife is not small, but it is directed at Luo Zheng's chest.
Luo Zheng looked indifferent, his right hand was like a lightning bolt, and two fingers were pinched on the dagger's blade. The dagger couldn't move any more.
don’t
Luo Zheng Just around, there are several long spears on both sides of the animal skin curtain.
These long spears are all stabbed to Luo Zheng's eyes, face, chest, throat, apparently want to put him to death.
Although Luo Zheng is not afraid of the sword's injury at all, he is still annoyed by him. I saw Luo Zheng's hands dancing like flowers, and these stabs to his long spear were all taken over by Luo Zheng.
There are several young men of thin stature standing in the tent. These young men did not expect Luo Zheng to have such strength, and they continued to retreat one by one, while taking out the Scimitar at the waist.
But the space in the tent is very small, they can't open it at all, and it's a mess.
"I just passed by here. Why do you want to get along?"Luo Zheng asks those long spears to be thrown on the ground.
When I heard Luo Zheng's, the young men were slightly glimpsed.
A young man headed with a knife on his face, looking at Luo Zheng's gaze revealing a trace of suspicious color, immediately asked: "You, you are not the killer of Honorable King Faction?"
Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, and the other party used the same language to communicate at least smoothly.
The cultural legacy in God Domain is not spontaneous, but from Mother World, the language used here is in line with the God Domain Lineage.
"Nature is not, I am just passing by," Luo Zheng replied faintly.
The young men will be suspicious, but they still hold Scimitar and have no concession.
Just then, the inner layer of the tent suddenly came with a soft woman voice. "You let him in."
"But Mo Di Sir…"There are worries in the face of the young man.
The soft body came again. "It goes without saying that if he is really a Honorable King Faction to kill me, all of us are dead."
The woman's vision is very accurate. With the strength of Luo Zheng's, only one palm can be used to make these tents together with the people inside.
The young men heard this and looked at Luo Zheng's eyes with a little fear. The hand that had just been revealed, they really could not be Luo Zheng's opponent.
As the young men let go, Luo Zheng discovered that the tents had an aisle between them.
He followed the aisle that heard the sound, and a faint scent suddenly came, and there was a veiled woman in this tent.
Underneath this thin veil is a slightly rounded face. The woman's eye socket is deeper. Although she can't talk about the country, she doesn't have an exotic flavor.
“Your Excellency is a foreign person, mistaken into this Red Yang Wasteland?”The woman guessed the origin of Luo Zheng's in one sentence.