A group of seven people, trekking in the vast land, grass does not grow, a bleak, the earth withered, sand, full of despair everywhere.

On the ground, from time to time, you can see the bones of white flowers. Without waiting for your feet to step on them, they just fall a few meters away. With a slight tremor, the bones crumble into ashes.

"It's a terrible place. When people die, even bones can't survive. Dust goes back to dust, earth to earth." Jiang Feng murmured and became more and more curious about this place.

People like him, who have experienced two generations, have less fear of the unknown than ordinary people, but more curiosity.

After hundreds of feet, Yuntai is like a shadow. He can't get close to him directly. The air of death here is very terrible. If he rushes, his body may wither in an instant.

Jiangfeng seven people, white hair as snow, eyes covered with wrinkles, skin relaxation as bark, although there is a young heart, but has a face late, like the sunset, revealing the withered gas.

The mystery of time has lost its function, and we all rely on our own will to fight against it.

"If we go on like this, will we really die of old age?" Lin xian'er said with a dignified look.

"You should not be happy to die with me?" Jiang Feng said with a smile.

Lin xian'er gives a cold white eye directly. At this time, Jiang Feng is still in the mood to joke, which makes people speechless.

"I have an intuition that we're going to be OK." Jiang Feng said mysteriously.

Six people all look at Jiang Feng like an idiot. There is Yuntai chasing behind him. If they continue to move forward, they will go to the front of death. Is that ok?

"If you don't think it's OK for you to be old, then something's going to happen next." Meiji said pitifully. When everyone looked at her, she pointed forward.

As you look at it, the pupil shrinks, and a sandstorm appears on the horizon in the distance, sweeping the terrible dust.

What makes people's eyes sink is that the air of death released in this sandstorm is several times stronger than that of the outside world, which is worthy of the name of death sandstorm.

"Maybe, this is our chance." Jiang Feng murmured.

"It's a dilemma to advance. It's a desperate situation. Another death sandstorm is coming. What kind of opportunity is this? It's making things worse." Nangong fan says helplessly, Jiang Feng is afraid to be confused.

"Go, go!" Jiang Feng decisively orders, immediately takes the lead, toward the death sandstorm.

"Damn, you're not going to die!" Nangong fan exclaimed, even Lin xian'er was a bit like beating Jiang Feng. At this time, he took the initiative to rush towards the sandstorm. Wasn't he looking for death?

"At the speed of death sandstorm, if we don't go, soon we will be involved." Jiang Feng said calmly, walking firmly and walking forward.

"Fight it, anyway, it's all a death!" Wang Lie gritted his teeth and was the first to catch up with Jiang Feng.

Others, also have action, Jiang Feng said not without reason, death sandstorm so fast speed, want to hide all can't escape.

"A bunch of bad guys!" In Yuntai, a hundred feet away, he naturally saw the sandstorm blocking the sky. The surging air of death made him tremble.

However, Jiang Feng seven people, but without turning back, walked directly toward the sandstorm, it is simply to die.

"These people who don't know how to live or die, in that case, you should die!" Yuntai is not a fool. Although Jiang Feng's things are important, his life is more important. Even if Xia Junyou wants to get Lin Xianer again, he will not risk his death. Without saying a word, he turns around and goes back to the same way.

It's easy to come. It's not easy to go.

The sandstorm of death is extremely terrifying. It envelops Jiang Feng and others in an instant, and then moves forward madly, sweeping chaoyuntai.

Yuntai ran with the fastest speed, but still couldn't walk away, and was involved in the death sandstorm.

At this time, Jiang Feng and others in the sandstorm lost their life essence quickly, and they were about to die. But at the last moment, they suddenly stopped, and even the spirit of death disappeared in a flash.

Everyone was surprised, but in the chaotic sandstorm, they could not care too much. They urged the power of the stars to protect their extremely old bodies.

Jiang Feng's eyes sweep around, and finally finds that Yuntai, who is also involved in the sandstorm, drags his old body and rushes in an instant.

At this time, Yuntai was not so lucky as Jiang Feng. He was constantly eroded by the air of death, and his life passed quickly. He couldn't resist it with the power of the pulse, let alone combat power. He was no different from an old, weak, sick and disabled man.

Although Jiang Feng is also very old, but the three stars in his body, yuan house, at this time, can also urge a lot of stars, borrow the power of the stars, Jiang Feng directly bound to Yuntai in the past.

"Please take back the spirit of death. Don't kill Yuntai. I want him to be useful!" After binding Yuntai, Jiang Feng suddenly says something about nothingness.

Lin Xianer six people, and Yuntai, all surprised, eyes full of fear, there is no one here, Jiang Feng is talking to who, he will not really crazy? The barren land is the land of death. There is no living creature!

"Let me go, or everyone will die!" Yun Tai said coldly. However, as his voice fell, his face suddenly froze, and the air of death disappeared. His physical decay also stopped at this moment.

"This..." Yuntai was shocked. He looked at Jiang Feng like a monster. He didn't understand what was going on.

Lin xian'er, six of them, all grew up with their mouths. They just felt cold on their backs.

It's a desolate place. If you step into it, you will die. How can there be a monk here, and how can Jiang Feng know each other.

"No one has ever dared to command me, so are you."

In the nothingness, a vague voice suddenly came out, like someone half drunk and half awake, which made everyone panic.

"Wasteland... There are people. So, sandstorm is controlled by this person? " Thinking of this, everyone was shocked to the extreme. It was obvious that Jiang Feng knew someone for a long time, so he was not afraid of sandstorm and insisted on stepping in. But how did he know there was someone here? And how did you get to know each other?

All these are unsolved mysteries!

The sandstorm, after swallowing everyone, seems to have stopped rushing and swept towards a place.

People were turned to seven meat and eight vegetables, Lin xian'er and others directly fainted.

Their physical decay is so severe that, like ordinary people in their 70s and 80s, they can't even move the power of the stars stored in Xingchen yuan mansion.

Only Jiang Feng is still sober. After all, he has three stars. He has been relying on the power of the stars to support his body and maintain his vitality. In addition, the magic vine in the storage ring conveys the essence of life for him. Therefore, he is relieved a lot.