Daqin's voice was stolen by Yingzheng at the beginning

Chapter 763 Tornado Storm Epiphany
In the desert area, tens of millions of child soldiers are already waiting here. Looking at the endless desert in front of them, each of them is a little cautious and panicked.

Whoosh——.

Suddenly, a strong wind appeared, deep in the desert, the place visible to the naked eye suddenly filled the sky with dust, billowing yellow sand flying all over the sky.

"Look, what is that?"

"I'm going, monster?"

"Run, run!"

Tens of millions of child soldiers fled on the spot in fright, a sandstorm appeared, and huge tornadoes raged in the desert.

It seems to be faintly wandering towards the edge.

"It's scary, what the hell is that?"

Seeing the terrifying aura of the sandstorm, everyone was terrified, as if it was a giant beast and they were ants.

After exiting the long distance, I finally settled down, feeling scared for a while.

At this moment, the counting streamer quickly appeared.

Wu Zizhong and the others have arrived.

"You son of a bitch, what the hell is that?"

Wang Jian and Shi Huangdi were taken aback. Seeing the mist in the sky continue to disperse, they were indeed a little panicked.

Just as Wang Li fell, he happened to see this scene, and fell down on the spot.

"My god, what the hell is that?"

Wu Zizhong ignored it and walked forward slowly.

"You son of a bitch, be careful, that thing looks scary."

The first emperor was in a hurry, what if something happened to Wu Zizhong?

"Don't worry, this thing is no longer dangerous for us now."

Looking at the crowd, he slowly explained:

"This is a common phenomenon in the desert. It is called a sandstorm. The yellow sand flying all over the sky is just swept into the air by the storm. It does look scary, but it is not a problem to us."

As soon as the words fell, Wu Zizhong dodged and went straight to the sandstorm.

After hearing Wu Zizhong's words, Emperor Wang Jianshi and the others also had no worries.

"You son of a bitch, wait for us."

Two streamers rushed in directly.

Seeing this, Wang Li was naturally not to be outdone, and just as he flew into the sky, he suddenly stopped.

"What's so scary? Isn't it just a sandstorm?"

Looking at these tens of millions of baby soldiers, Wang Li felt a little bit resentful. How could such a small battle frighten them?
"Wait until the sandstorm passes, all rush into the desert and pass through as fast as possible, and then we can find the Huns."

After finishing speaking, Wang Li followed in a flash.

These child soldiers are also panicked.

"Hmph, I didn't know who fell down just now, who will say that about us?"

A stick child soldier was very unconvinced.

In the sandstorm, counting the figures rushing in, I immediately felt a strong pulling force.

"Sure enough, everyone said that the sandstorm is very scary. You didn't make it up. If I wasn't a cultivator, I would have been eaten by this thing."

Wu Zizhong's whole body was wrapped in an air mask, and this powerful storm could not shake a bit.

Wang Jian, Shi Huangdi, and Wang Li rushed in, and they were also shocked by the sight.

"You son of a bitch, is this the sandstorm you mentioned? It's not too bad."

Wang Jian was careless, as if nothing happened.

"That's right, Boss, I thought this thing was very powerful, but this is it?"

Wang Li also became arrogant, Wu Zizhong said with a smile:
"Really? Then take off the gas mask."

"Hmph, if you untie it, untie it, who is afraid of whom?"

As soon as the voice fell, the air mask around Wang Li disappeared in an instant.

"Ah, what the hell."

Countless sand and gravel particles hit his face, and Wang Li screamed in pain, and was finally blown into the sky by the strong wind.

"be careful."

Wang Jian was shocked, and immediately wanted to chase after him, but Wu Zizhong said:
"It's okay, don't worry, if you can't die, just teach him a lesson."

Hearing this, Wang Jian also felt reasonable.

"That's right, this bastard is usually not cleaned up."

In the distance, Wang Li's figure rapidly spun along with the tornado, the sky was dark and the sky was dark, countless dust particles hit his body, screaming in pain.

"Boss, I have hated you for billions of years."

The result was sent directly to the sky.

Wu Zizhong glanced at it and let out a cold snort.

"Are you really a S, B, and you still don't know how to open the gas mask when you're all like this, you deserve to be unlucky."

Wang Jian on the side also panicked when he heard it. Is there such a thing as cursing?
The First Emperor slowly floated in front of Wu Zizhong and said:
"You son of a bitch, you didn't bring us in just to see this thing."

"how is this possible?"

Wu Zizhong shook his head and said:

"It is rumored that there is a myth at the end of the Huns. I don't know what it is. This time, I will come to see it."

"As for the sandstorm this time, it's just for you to gain insight, so don't spread the word and throw me away."

As soon as these words came out, two angry eyes struck.

"You son of a bitch, your skin is itchy again, isn't it?"

In the midst of the sandstorm, three figures stood proudly, no matter how they were blown or beaten, they remained motionless.

Glancing down, Wu Zizhong passed by with a stream of light.

"Where are you going, son of a bitch? Wait."

Three streaks of light fell on the ground.

"It's strange, why is it so peaceful here?"

In the center of the tornado storm, the wide area is very quiet, not like a storm at all.

Wu Zizhong also suddenly understood.

"It seems that those people are right. The center of the tornado storm is indeed a peaceful place."

Seeing Wu Zizhong like this, Shi Huangdi looked like he was going to hit someone.

"You son of a bitch, hurry up and get down to business."

Wang Jian also said:

"That's right, now that the tornado has been seen, there is nothing to see."

But Wu Zizhong didn't respond to them, as if he had entered into a kind of thinking.

"You son of a bitch, I'm talking to you."

Wang Jian was about to step forward to pull, but was pulled back by Emperor Shihuang.

"Don't bother, this guy wants to understand."

"Is that so?"

Wang Jian saw that Wu Zizhong was standing there at this moment, his eyes were blank, but his mind was turned upside down.

The tornado storm has a huge tearing energy outside, but the inside is so quiet, which inspired Wu Zizhong.

Will this be another offensive and defensive formation?

A burst of divine consciousness spread out, these storms are mortal things, how can they hurt the slightest?

"No, you should look for it along the direction lines."

The powerful consciousness immediately changed direction and followed the tornado.

"No, this should be the reaction force of the two forces. The resulting tornado has no technology at all."

"But shouldn't it be?"

Immediately afterwards, he moved his consciousness in the opposite direction again, and was immediately resisted. Wu Zizhong faced the difficulties and finally reached the critical point.

"Understood, that's why."

With the help of the foundation of formation, Wu Zizhong quickly saw the key point.

(End of this chapter)