Chapter 685

Where Han Li's spiritual sense reached, yellow winds came covering the sky and earth, over a hundred zhang high. Wherever they passed, sand flew and stones moved, yellow dust rolled, like a demonic dragon born, what a great evil aura.

He was also shocked in his heart!

However, his spiritual sense was powerful, almost comparable to a late-Nascent Soul cultivator, so unlike the others whose spiritual senses could only reach a hundred miles away and could not move forward, he could only look from afar. After he slightly operated the Great Expansion Technique, his spiritual sense condensed and probed into the sandstorm.

But as soon as his spiritual sense entered the sandstorm, it became dim, and he could only vaguely sense a few dozen zhang away. And probing deeper, it was the same situation, like a fog.

While Han Li was greatly surprised, following the old woman's words, the cold-faced cultivator surnamed You also retracted his spiritual sense and said.

"That's right, this is the Mulan people's Wind Spirit Art! The spellcasters who fought with me before used this kind of 'Red Dust Ten Thousand Zhang' spirit art. Once this spirit art is deployed, it can not only isolate our cultivators' detection, but the yellow sand and strong winds within have the miraculous effect of protecting the body and trapping the enemy, which is very troublesome. However, I have never seen such an astonishing scene before, it seems like the range of the spirit art has been expanded a hundred or a thousand times, which is a bit strange." Nan Nan Long Hou said while his expression turned gloomy.

"Mulan people?"

The others hearing this, all changed their expressions slightly.

Wang Chan and Yan Yan Ru Yan's expressions turned pale. However, since their status and cultivation were the lowest here, they naturally did not dare to interrupt at will.

"Brother Nan Long is right. Only the spellcaster's spirit art can make the sandstorm so astonishing. And looking at the power of this art, I don't know how many spellcasters are hidden within it, and it is not impossible that there are existences of the same rank as us among them." The white-robed old man also said cautiously.

"How is this possible? Why would the Mulan people suddenly send out so many spellcasters?" The old woman asked in surprise.

"Madam Tai, when was the last time we had a truce with the Mulan people?" Wang Wang Tiangu suddenly asked with a strange expression.

"It was about a hundred years ago! Brother Wang means..." Upon hearing this, a look of sudden realization appeared on the old woman's face.

"A hundred years is about enough. It is enough for the Mulan people to recuperate." Wang Wang Tiangu said lightly with a hint of mockery on his face.

"Brother Wang is right, it's about time for a new round of fighting to begin. I don't know how many cultivators will fall this time. But why is it such a coincidence that we happened to run into the Mulan people's vanguard." Nan Nan Long Hou muttered, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.

Others hearing this also felt that this matter was truly a coincidence.

"There are many coincidences in this world. Don't be too surprised. But right now, we only have two paths to take. One is to return the way we came, without clashing with the Mulan vanguard in front of us. We can look for other opportunities to search for treasures later, after all, treasures don't have legs. There will be opportunities later. But the Mulan people's offensive will definitely not stop within a few years, so it's impossible in the short term. And things are unpredictable, whether we can gather all you fellow Daoists together next time is hard to say." The white-robed old man said in a deep voice.

"No need to say more, the second path is definitely to take action directly and break through the enemy's wind formation. However, this risk is too great. If there are a few powerful old ghosts of the same rank as us hidden inside, it will be very difficult for us to succeed. Can't we think of a way to avoid the other party?" The old woman shook her head. She did not agree.

"It's probably too late to go around. Once the Mulan people launch an offensive, how could there be only this one vanguard. Even if we go around to other directions, we will encounter the Mulan people all the same. However, we can first hide our figures and see if we can pass through from the side. As long as we don't crash head-on into the center of the wind formation, it should be fine. And as long as we pass the Mulan vanguard, we will have enough time to avoid the main force of the spellcasters. We can just arrive at the Mulan Grassland where manpower is empty and take the treasures easily." After pondering for a while, the old man said solemnly.

Hearing the old man's suggestion, the others discussed it slightly and felt that this was the only way. After all, no one wanted to give up the opportunity in front of them and wait for uncertain things years later.

Of course, this was also because Nan Nan Long Hou and the others were all Nascent Soul cultivators. Otherwise, no matter how moved they were by the treasures, they could only return with their tails between their legs.

However, before this, these people also sent out transmission talismans, letting them fly to the nearest Nine Nations Alliance cultivator strongholds. This was to let the Nine Nations Alliance prepare in advance, so as not to be ambushed by the Mulan people and caught off guard.

This could be considered as fulfilling their duty as Tiannan cultivators.

Then their group of nine restrained their cultivation aura, hid their figures, and began to quietly escape to one side, wanting to avoid the middle position where the sandstorm was most violent and slip past from the side.

Because he was afraid that Wang Chan and his wife's cultivation was not enough, Wang Wang Tiangu specifically set up a huge light shield, covering the two of them, and then disappeared under Han Li's nose.

Not only did Han Li see this, but a cold smile was hidden at the corner of his mouth.

With his spiritual sense, how could the tracks of Wang Wang Tiangu and the others really escape his sensing?

The distance of over a hundred miles was reached in the blink of an eye.

The gray and yellow sandstorm pressed over from the distance like a demon emerging from the horizon.

Before the yellow sand arrived, waves of sky-piercing wind pillars whistled over first.

Fortunately, they had deviated from the front of the wind formation in advance and had already reached a further side, so only a few wind pillars swept past from the side, posing no threat at all.

These wind pillars, the large ones were over ten zhang in diameter, and the small ones were several zhang, enough to hide several spellcasters.

Han Li, who was invisible, could sense it clearly at such a close distance with his spiritual sense.

In these wind pillars, human figures were vaguely swaying, it seemed that spellcasters were hidden within them.

However, these spellcasters clearly did not discover Han Li and the others on the side and were just flying forward on their own.

Han Li and the others stared coldly and also moved forward quietly.

Seeing that they were about to crash into the sky-filling yellow sand that followed closely behind, Nan Nan Long Hou, who was walking in the front, suddenly changed his expression and warned via voice transmission.

"Not good! Watch out for the side!"

Hearing this, Han Li turned his face to look, and his expression was shocked.

A huge wind pillar about a hundred zhang thick, whose top could not be seen, was roaring towards them from the distance.

The spellcaster who cast this huge wind pillar must be extraordinary. Could this person have discovered them?

Han Li took a deep breath, and the Azure Bamboo Bee Cloud Swords in his body couldn't help but want to try.

Although he had long heard of the spellcasters, he had never seen one with his own eyes. However, seeing one in this situation was really not a happy thing.

The others also stared at the giant wind pillar with full vigilance, some even had dark light flowing on their hands, having already taken their magic treasures in their hands.

But the giant wind pillar brushed past the group, appearing completely unaware.

This made Nan Nan Long Hou heave a sigh of relief.

And just with this moment of delay, the boundless sand fog descended from the sky, drowning everyone in it.

The surroundings immediately became incomparably dim, everywhere was a deep yellow color, making people feel exceptionally oppressed.

"Be careful. This sandstorm is a bit strange, spiritual sense cannot penetrate too far, don't get separated." Nan Nan Long Hou greeted calmly.

Although it was easy for everyone to break this bit of sand fog, doing so would expose their tracks.

Fortunately, these yellow sandstorms should blow over quickly, so Han Li and the others could only shorten the distance, continue to hide their figures, and move forward carefully.

But after flying for only the time it takes to eat a meal, Han Li looked at the dim and monotonous scenery around him, and felt that something was wrong in his heart.

Suddenly, Han Li's figure paused, and he floated in the air, stopping his escape light.

This move naturally made Nan Nan Long Hou and the others stunned, and they also stopped in surprise.

"Fellow Daoist Han, why don't you go on." The old woman frowned and asked with some dissatisfaction.

"Don't you fellow Daoists notice anything wrong?" Han Li said expressionlessly.

"What do you mean by that, Fellow Daoist?" The dark-complexioned man flashed to Han Li's side and asked with some surprise.

Wang Wang Tiangu and the white-robed old man looked at each other after hearing this, and looks of surprise and suspicion also appeared on their faces.

"Actually, even if I don't say it, some fellow Daoists should have noticed. We have flown such a long distance in this sandstorm, why haven't we encountered even a single spellcaster. Don't tell me all these spellcasters are concentrated in the middle of the sandstorm. And the scenery around has not changed at all. You fellow Daoists should know what this represents!" Han Li said with an ugly expression.

"Someone is using restrictions to plot against us!" After hearing this, the dark-complexioned man also muttered with an ugly expression. Then sharp light flashed in his eyes, and he scanned the surroundings non-stop.

"Fellow Daoist Han should be right. I also feel that something is strange. It seems that we have indeed been discovered by the other party, and they are using magic to deal with us. It seems we have to have a big battle!" After Nan Nan Long Hou was silent for a while, he nodded and said gloomily.

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