Balls of blood were splattered, and were dispersed by the dust swept over. When the gravels of large and small fell one after another, Gao Feng jumped up, knocked away the dust and continued to rush forward. He knew that a sandstorm that could make people terrify was definitely not simple. When he rushed out of the dust and saw the striker running towards him, his heart warmed up.

Suddenly, he accelerated suddenly and rushed to Kuoya, grabbed Kuoya's hair and fell into the gap between the two houses on the roadside. The next moment, three large stones falling from the sky hit the street one after another. The most frightening thing about this stone was not hardness, but fragility. The alternation of high and low temperatures in the wilderness day and night made the stones here become fragile. The moment they landed, they became a flowering bullet sputtering around, and there were almost no dead corners in the entire range of sputtering.

The reason why the people of the Black Claw Tribe are so afraid of sandstorms is that they cannot hide among these shattered stones. Even if they wear armor, they cannot stop the sharp gravel that is flying at high speed. The street walls shattered with the stones under the impact of the stones. The whole collapsed, and dozens of meters of red dust were knocked out to sweep around the sky and through all the gaps.

Kuoya couldn't figure out the situation, Gao Feng jumped up again and pulled him around. In the dust, he couldn't see his five fingers, but Gao Feng could clearly find the direction. Kuoya hit the wall after the dust one after another, but was pulled back by Gao Feng. At this moment, Kuoya developed unprecedented awe of Gao Feng.

The sandstorm every few years or decades is the most feared disaster for the wilderness tribe. The wilderness fights with the sky and the earth, but he is powerless under the sandstorm. However, Gaofeng can easily avoid the gravel that the most powerful warriors are afraid of. Whenever he falls or moves, he always jumps on the line of life and death. Kuoya doesn't know how many times Gaofeng escapes from the situation of death, but if Gaofeng does not have it, he will definitely not survive.

"Boom..." A solid house suddenly shattered not far away in front of them. The collapsed dust flooded them like huge waves. The choking dust rushed into the mouth and nose that was broken, causing him to cough violently, spit out the sand in his mouth, and was suddenly pushed to the ground by Gao Feng. He also habitually hugged his head, preparing to welcome the sand and stones all over the sky. Unexpectedly, Gao Feng rushed out and disappeared.

With the peak, he habitually relied on the peak and survived the catastrophe. However, without the peak, he acted on instinct like a real wilderness. In the gap between the two houses, he broke the spear in his hand and dug it on the wall with the spearhead, hoping to dig a big hole into the room.

Kuoya knew that these stones were just the strong wind before the storm, and the real disaster was still behind. If they could not enter the building, they would undoubtedly die.

Gao Feng rushed forward with a craze of wind and sand. In this environment that all the wildernesses feared, he could feel nature like a fish in water. The fragments raised by the bursting stones coincided with the fragments deep in his memory. He didn't need to think about how to do it. Dodging from the fragments of shells has become an instinct, and the dust and sand are like the smoke lingering on the battlefield in his impression, and even the loud noises made him feel a sense of trembling familiarity.

In this catastrophe that everyone is afraid of, Gao Feng is not afraid. He enjoys this familiar feeling and feels fullness to constantly regain his own fulfillment.

Gao Feng's target was to be the edge of the collapsed house. A little man holding the top of the log. All kinds of debris in the collapsed house were swept into the air. The wreckage after the collapse was like a ruin that was demolished. Under the impact of stones, it kept shaking. The broken stones were like shrapnel flying, tearing off all kinds of fragments from the ruins. If there was no accident, the villain would not last long and would be torn to pieces by countless gravels.

The little guy is Gao Feng's acquaintance. He just ran into him at the street corner and left a pair of pure eyes in Gao Feng's heart. Qi Nu is the lowest-level person in the Black Claw Tribe. No matter how much death is, it will not make the tribe warriors feel a pity. However, Gao Feng still rushed out without hesitation, just for the eyes that moved him and the eyes that could feel the quietness in his heart in this world.

Gao Feng's behavior is inconsistent with the values ​​of the wilderness. The two values ​​collide at this moment. No matter who Gao Feng was before, at this moment, it depends on life not the value, but life itself. He has no intention to save others, but is willing to act for his confident thoughts. When he rushed over, his eyes couldn't help but look at the little Chinu.

There was no fear or panic in the eyes of Xiao Qinu, and it was still clear and pure. Even though there was no place on her body that was not dirty, those eyes were so clean that it made people feel heartbroken. At this time, the expression in Gao Feng's eyes suddenly changed. In the distance behind the ruins, the overwhelming red sand waves suddenly hit the edge of the wall, making a tsunami-like roar. The next moment, trillions of dust and sand rushed to a hundred meters above the sky, splitting a huge shadow on the sky of the entire wall.

At this moment, time stopped. The huge shadow was like backflowing sea water, swallowing the entire wall. The wild tide was like a wild horse that broke the houses in the edge area. The flying logs rolled in the dust and sand, and the scattered bricks and stones formed new stone rain, which was poured overwhelmingly.

Gao Feng was under the might of this catastrophe. His first thought was to run quickly and find a place to hide it. The rolling sand and dust were 10 million times more terrifying than the scattered gravels before. He saw that someone who was caught in the dust rolled in the air, grinding into nothingness by trillions of sand and gravels. There was also the rolling logs, which were not necessarily a problem, but were blown up in the rain of stones.

But those pure and crystal-like eyes did not look at the terrifying sand and dust that was overwhelming. They just stared at the peak that was vaguely visible in the dust. It seemed that they didn't care about life and death. Gao Feng suddenly burst out a huge force from his legs, pressing out the power hidden deep in his body, bursting out a shocking roar, rushed under the ruins in three or two steps, and stretched out his arms.

The little Qinu suddenly let go of his hands holding the log and fell into Gao Feng's arms. His small body was less than twenty pounds. Gao Feng hugged him and rushed into the gaps built by three logs. The next moment, the overwhelming dust and sand swept through the power of destroying everything and rushed into every street of the tribe, like a flood filling all the gaps.

The frames and brackets remaining in the ruins collapsed one after another. Gao Feng closed his eyes tightly and hugged the little Chiu to circle together. At this moment, there was only him and the little Chiu in his arms in the world. In the rage of nature, the power of human beings was so thin that the falling logs or bricks and stones hit him one after another. He could only use his body to protect the people in his arms and use his body to meet all kinds of hardships.

The sweeping dust sand was sanded on him like rough sandpaper. Each grain of sand was like a needle tip, constantly tingling his nerves. Gao Feng's mind was blank, but more memory fragments appeared in his mind. It was a picture of a person wearing a pink nurse's uniform.

The character's image is unclear, but the red cross on the chest is so vivid that his heart twitches, causing heart-wrenching pain. This pain is far more than the pain of sand polishing the skin. It does not only his heart, but also his eyes. In this strange and sad pain, his eyes are also moist.

The entire Black Claw tribe was trembling under the sweeping sandstorm. From time to time, houses were pierced by falling stones and then dust and sand were swept into the house, tearing them apart from the inside out. The huge sound waves were like tsunamis, shaking everyone's eardrums. In this disaster, whether it was the arrogant warrior or the lowly cheu, they prayed to their ancestors in their hearts, praying that their ancestors could protect them, guide them in their direction, and allow them to survive this disaster.

The devout wilderness trembled in the disaster of death. Gao Feng gritted his teeth and looked for a path of life in the wild sand. The ground was also trembling. There was a loud noise. Somewhere the house collapsed. In this loud noise, the corner where he was hiding also made a loud noise of Kerala. Gao Feng rushed out and jumped into the quicksand that swept the streets. The next second, the place where he was hiding suddenly roared and was filled with countless sand.
Chapter completed!