The golden sea of ​​sand slowly swept away. The next second, the woman in a tight red dress looked back. Under the dazzling scorching sun, the chasers were still behind. Suddenly the sound of helicopters came from the air. When she looked up, the Northern Russians chasing also looked up. The next second, one of the other people suddenly reached out and inserted into the sand layer.

"ah--"

The strong Northern Russians' faces were flushed, and they burst out with anger. The sand and dust brought up in the air were solidified in the air, rising from the ground, outlining a sand whip of thickness. With a shout, dragging out an arc in the sky, and the helicopter flying in the middle of the fierceness, the solid sand whip exploded instantly, and dust filled the sky. The helicopter turned the propeller and rushed out of the sand and dust, flew crookedly over their heads, and hit a sand dune, and another bombardment, explosion, flames, and dust splashed everywhere.

Cai Zhao's eyelids twitched, and ran away. After rushing out two steps, the sound of breaking wind came from behind. She rushed out and rolled around the sand quickly. Turning back, countless sand whips condensed from sand were sliding from the ground like a python, and the other end was linked to Torkinasf's hand, just like the other party's arm extending infinitely.

The sand whip was still absorbing the sand around it. The strong and tall northern Russians strode over, stretched out their other hand, spreading their five fingers: "A woman with a black heart, give me what you have on your back."

With a slight curve in the corner of his lips, Cai Zhao turned around and ran forward, suddenly exerted force under his feet, and his slim body jumped up. Then he fell into the horizon from the sight of the three northern Russians who were chasing him. Torkinasf chased him to the side. The woman had already slid down from the sand slope, and her right hand suddenly loosened. The gravel that had originally absorbed into a whip was loose and lost its strength.

On the hill, the huge body jumped off the sand slope, splashing high sand and dust. Then, holding the hand in mid-air, clenched into a fist. The sand instantly condensed, forming a giant whip again, and smashed down toward the back of the woman running ahead.

...

The sand dunes burned with flames, and the broken body burst out with sparks and electric flowers. A half-blocked body was exposed in the sand pile not far away. After his head was a little awake, he crawled out and sat on the ground, looking at the helicopter that fell into two pieces, the wreckage of the ground, the pilot in the cockpit was dead, and the other three subordinates were lying on the nearby sand pile, motionless, and did not know whether they were dead.

Dongfang Xu sighed and stood up shakingly. When he reached out to wipe the blood from his forehead, there was a buzzing sound from behind the sand dunes and several gunshots, which pulled him back to reality. He pulled out his pistol and turned around and ran upwards. His vision passed over the top of the hill and saw a giant yellow snake slamming into the ground, splashing sand waves more than three meters high on both sides.

"Run quickly..."

He looked at the figure of the woman in a mess, roared, ran down the sand dune, held the gun with one hand and pulled the trigger to the other side. At the same time, Cai Zhao, who was rolling on the ground, got up, pulled out the gun, and turned around, and then blew two bullets. Bullets that were hard to see in the naked eye only splashed two yellow sand on the waving sand whip.

Then, the sand snake rolled and plunged into the sand layer. When Torkinasf ran wildly, his right arm suddenly shook forward. The sand particles under the woman who shot the gun exploded, and a yellow sand well burst out, directly throwing the person high. The metal box also fell out when it landed.

"The despicable trick can never surpass the power of red."

The sky was filled with sand, Torkinasf walked over there, his strong upper body was like a king in this desert. Countless sand spread and stroking under his feet. Under his thick eyebrows, he looked at the woman on the ground seriously, "Give me the thing, I'll let you live..." At this moment, the gunshot came from the back. With a wave of his right arm, the sand whip was crossed in front of him, and a bang splashed his face.

Looking back, the woman on the ground there had already picked up the box on the ground and ran away.

"Hateful fly-"

The sand whip rotated and swept across to Dongfang Xu, who was shooting with his gun. The latter was shaking a little deep and shallow, and he instinctively blocked his hands and flew out to the back.

He smashed his body into the pile of sand and turned it around for two more times before stopping.

Torkinasf snorted, "You two kill him, come and follow-up-" After saying that, he stepped on his thick legs and chased the woman behind. The spreading footprints quickly flattened between the moving sand. Under the scorching light, few people could hold on until now. Tanaka Yayoi, who was hanging behind, and Yuichi Hirano first saw the helicopter crash or continued to follow behind. When he saw two northern Russians lying on the sand pile over there, he had no intention of rescue or taking advantage of the situation.

However, when they ran a distance from the side, Hirano Yu looked back and saw that the tall and strong Northern Russian man was directly beaten to the ground. The man who was originally lying on the ground punched the other person's head, and then threw the other person aside. In the sunlight, the other person's right hand was shining with a metallic luster, which was an iron glove.

Dongfang Xu didn't even look at the two people, and ran wildly on the sand. When he passed by the two, his voice came over: "After dealing with the Northern Russians, come and deal with you again, Xiao Japanese.com!"

However, the two of them were not afraid, but they did not take action. They carried two slender blades in their hands and hung them behind expressionlessly.

....

The sky is walking, and there is no cloud.

Between the rolling sand dunes, a metallic luster was shining. Four cylinders stood on the base grooves at the four corners. The cables as thick as wrists meandered to the mechanical console half a meter high in the middle. The top was smooth and flat, with only a raised disc, and nothing was left. There were several jeeps and twenty people in camouflage around, among which the majority were locals in Western Xinjiang.

"Before the sun sets, you must withdraw. There will be sand storms shattering here every night."

"......We paid twice the fee to protect us. The sandstorm is what you should think of."

"It's just that I'll kindly remind you."

A Western European man with beard and sunglasses stood under a parasol to argue with the other party. The equipment installation and modulation work has been completed, but the waiting person has not come yet, so it is naturally impossible to evacuate now. Moreover, if the experiment is successful, for him, it is a moment that can be recorded in history, which is more attractive than immortality.

At this moment, the communicator on his body suddenly rang out. In the whistling noise, a female voice came from it: "Come here to pick it up immediately, you'll get the things."

The man put away the communicator, looked up at the hired Xijiang people opposite, and smiled: "The thing is coming, but it seems that there is a tail behind you. You go and intercept it."

Then, he touched a cigarette before he could light it.

The sand dune on the east side exploded with a loud bang, and the sand whip that had expanded to the point where two people had expanded like a giant python to flatten the mound. Below it, a woman carrying a metal box ran away quickly. Torkinasf chased behind her, and the sand whip was about to touch the box behind her. More than ten guns had fired at this side. These were firearms modified by the people of Western Xinjiang themselves, or privately made earth guns. They were not powerful and were sparse in continuous attacks.

In the not-so-intensive rain of bullets, Torkinasf still covered him with a sand whip. Cai Zhao, who was running and flipping through the box from behind to enter the password, shouted at the Western European man under the sun umbrella: "Prepare--"

At the same time, the Northern Russian man was entangled in the rain of bullets. A raised sandbag passed by inconspicuously. Just as the Western European man turned on the power, Cai Zhao held the red diamond-shaped red jade in both hands and put it into the rising disk. The sandbag that was approaching rapidly exploded from the ground suddenly exploded. Two figures flashed over the backs of several people operating the machinery, and a thin knife with a curve slashed in the air.

The staff member who pushed the power switch was directly killed on the ground. The Western European man wearing sunglasses also shot instantly and forced the other person back. In an instant, Cai Zhao slapped Hongyu hard, and the round tray with Hongyu shrank into the mechanical table. The next second, the blade penetrated her abdomen. Yuichi Hirano held the hilt of the knife with both hands, and let out a grim "Ha?—" sound. He turned his wrist and pulled it horizontally, and the sharp knife edge was cut from the abdomen.

However, there was no blood on it.

"Why are you not blood..." Hirano was stunned for a moment, and the machine in front of him was a clattering sound. The disc sank into it. The eight mechanical fingers bent down one by one, tightly clasped on the diamond-shaped jade. The metal disc gradually lit up light, suddenly making a buzzing sound. Occasionally there was an electric current flashing, and then it became more and more dense, as if it was at its peak. The other side of the instrument table gradually burst out with light, and the light then turned red...

Cai Zhao, who was covering his wound, knelt on the ground halfway, his messy hair dissipated with the rising wind. He looked at the redness in his eyes, and his whole body trembled slightly excitedly. Everyone noticed the situation here and couldn't help but stop. In his vision, the redness turned scarlet.

In an instant, the deep red light turned into a column of light and shot towards the desert ahead.

After a while, everything was calm, the sky was still burning, the sand was still hot, and the wind blew in it burned the skin, as if nothing had happened.

"How could it be..." Cai Zhao opened his lips slightly, knelt on the ground in a daze, looking at the desert without any movement, and rushed towards the console like crazy, his hands kept pressing on it, muttering, "Impossible...Impossible...Why didn't there be any movement!"

boom--

At this moment, Torkinasf swung the sand whip and swept away the more than ten Westerners who were turning their attention away. He walked step by step with great momentum. "Cunning woman, it seems that what you do is useless, but I'm very curious. What are you doing to this desert?" This famous talented man from Northern Russia smiled with a beard and held a cigarette on his lips. He glanced over the fields over there who wanted the fisherman to benefit, and the two of Hirano and others spit out a mouthful of smoke: "Get out of my sight immediately when I'm in a good mood."

Yayoi Tanaka kicked the Western European man wearing sunglasses away with a kick, looked back at Torkinasf with a knife, with a smile on his face, even worse, "Your Excellency is overestimating yourself."

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Why is this happening? Why can't you survive?!" Cai Zhao cried hysterically, like a madman.

"Kill this woman and don't waste time on her."

Hearing Tanaka's voice, Yu Hirano nodded and directly knocked the crazy woman to the ground. On her face covered with sand, Cai Zhao lay on the ground and ignored the blade that was stabbed down. The tip of the knife penetrated into the flesh, penetrated the body, and inserted it into the sand below. Perhaps disappointed and sad, she grabbed the yellow sand in her hand and let out a shrill cry.

"Gongsun Zhi, come back-"

...

A little further away, Dongfang Xu, who was chasing him, stood on the sand dune. When he heard the crying, he felt a hint of chill on his dry face.

It seemed like a cold wind was blowing.

....

The yellow sand was undulating everywhere. When the sound of the howling wind blew across everyone, it became heavier and louder. Gravels of sand rolled slightly, then left the ground. With the increasingly violent wind, it began to hover and then rolled into the sky.

The blade pulled out was about to slash the woman's neck. Yuichi Hirano suddenly stopped. Torkinasf and Yayoi Tanaka who were confronting each other frowned. Several dunes in the distance disappeared under their noses, turning into yellow sand and forming several yellow salons in the sky with the violent wind.

"O my God..." The Western European man who was lying on the ground took off his sunglasses and opened his mouth wide.

Torkinasf couldn't help but take a step back. He clearly felt the sand whip in his hand as if it was alive, falling off his arm and heading towards the tornado formed by the yellow sand over there. Yayoi Tanaka did not think that this was a spectacle that happened by chance in the desert, and subconsciously prepared to retreat.

On the other side, several off-road vehicles stopped in a sand dune. Cao Shaoqing walked out with a white dragon sword and looked at the tornado that seemed to connect the world. His cold face couldn't help but look shocked. The door of the back seat was opened, and the white leather shoes were stepped on the soft and restless sand. A silver figure held a black long knife and his hands were behind him.

"It's not too late to come, I didn't miss the show."

In the distance where I could see, the scorching sunlight subsided, and the yellow sand that filled the sky swept through like a cover of the sky and the sun. Everyone below felt as if they were hearing hallucinations, and the sound of golden swords and iron horses came faintly. Countless horse hooves rushing and weapons colliding, all forming battlefield scenes from ancient times thousands of years ago in the yellow sand.

Cai Zhao raised his head, covered the wound that was gradually healing, and laughed wildly, and ran towards the desert far away. Yuichi Hirano immediately lifted his sword and ran towards her. At the moment of swinging the knife, under the desert, it seemed that there was a person's voice, and it seemed like countless voices were mixed together.

"All the creatures walking on the earth..."

He stopped, his whole body trembled as if he was staring at something. When he took a step back instinctively, in front of his vision, a large amount of yellow sand surging around the direction of the woman's running. Something slowly rose from the rolling yellow sand. The next second, the sand retreated, revealing the blurred figure riding a war horse, and the dry and tattered cloak rose in the wind.

A fleshless war horse man stood up, and his voice became majestic and roared between the world.

"—Your emperor is back!!!"
Chapter completed!