The sandstorm seemed to be tireless, and the sand and stones from the sky were constantly falling down, colliding with the light curtain held up by the Huangji Umbrella, the flowing light, and the flying swords in the sword array.
The flying powder kept falling, as if a fine snow had fallen in the sky. It's hard to tell whether these powders are broken streams of light or crushed sand and gravel.
Ye Junze seemed to be tireless in the face of the continuous incoming sand and stones. He kept swinging his sword with his hand, shooting out sword rays one after another, defeating all the sand and stones in the sky.
Nearly a quarter of an hour has passed since Sandstorm launched such an offensive and changed the offensive and defensive positions of Ye Junze and Ye Junze.
During this quarter of an hour, the black holes that opened above the sandstorm were continuously shooting out pieces of sand and rocks like they are now. And there was almost no pause in the middle. Just one or two seconds later, a new wave of attacks broke out.
It's like there is no cooling time for Sandstorm to do such a thing.
After Ye Junze discovered such a thing, he couldn't help but secretly sighed.
Anyone who sees such a arrogant and lifeless fighting style will be a little stunned.
It doesn’t seem right to say this. It’s unclear whether there is such a thing as “destiny” in this sandstorm.
However, facing an offensive like a sandstorm, Ye Junze was not too afraid. Because he feels that everything has a degree.
The use of any power must have a price. If a certain power could be continuously exerted without any price or conditions, then the perpetual motion machine would have been invented long ago.
An offensive like Sandstorm's current one cannot be without any consumption.
There must still be some restrictions that Ye Junze doesn't know about, but because it's just the beginning and it's not yet time to trigger such restrictions, Sandstorm can be as unreserved and unscrupulous as it is now.
And Ye Junze is waiting for an opportunity now. A sandstorm has triggered restrictions, causing it to reach a vacuum period of power, and it can no longer launch an offensive as it likes now.
Although he didn't know how long he would have to wait for this opportunity, after all, more than a quarter of an hour had passed, and instead of showing signs of fatigue, the sandstorm seemed to be getting worse.
But Ye Junze believed in his intuition. If he couldn't wait for a quarter of an hour, he would just wait for another quarter of an hour.
Anyway, this is the situation now, and there is no such thing as a waste of time.
Thinking like this, Ye Junze continued to deal with the bombardment of sand and rocks while carefully observing the situation on the other side of the sandstorm. As long as it is found that its power has weakened and its attacks have stopped, it means that Sandstorm has reached a vacuum period of power.
At that time, Ye Junze will use thunderous means to quickly find and destroy the core weakness of the sandstorm and completely defeat it!
In this way, nearly a quarter of an hour passed in the back-and-forth offensive and defensive battle between Ye Junze and Sandstorm.
At this moment, Ye Junze, who was focusing half of his attention on the sandstorm, was also keenly aware that there was a slight stagnation in the flow of power on the sandstorm.
This feeling of stagnation came and went quickly, but it was still noticed by Ye Junze, who was concentrating on observing the sandstorm.
As soon as Ye Junze waved his hand, Lingxu Sword rushed out from the weapon-raising gourd. The small and exquisite Lingxu Sword drew a graceful arc in the air. It circled Ye Junze several times, as if dragging a hazy little tail.
It could be seen that Ling Xujian and Ye Junze, who had not seen each other for a long time, were expressing their excitement to him after seeing each other again.
Ye Junze smiled slightly and said softly: "Ling Ling, I will trouble you again later."
Lingxu's sword shook slightly, and Ling Ling's voice came out lightly, "Master, you're welcome, this is what I should do. Ling Ling is also very happy to be able to help master."
Ye Junze smiled, nodded slightly, and then said nothing more.
Under Ye Junze's attentive gaze, on the other side of the sandstorm in the sky, and in the black hole above it, suddenly no more sand and stones were sprayed out.
At the same time, the entire sandstorm seemed to have fallen into a strange silence, just turning slowly like a nebula, but without any other movement.
The current sandstorm seemed like Ye Junze was tired from beating him and needed to take a rest.
After seeing this scene with his own eyes, Ye Junze couldn't help but feel happy. He knew very well that the current situation of Sandstorm was the opportunity he had been waiting for.
At that moment, Ye Junze no longer hesitated, released all his spiritual consciousness, and concentrated on sensing the weakest point in the sandstorm at this time.
With Ye Junze's full attention, he soon gained something. Ye Junze frowned slightly, suddenly raised his head, and looked at the center of the sandstorm.
At this moment, Ye Junze's eyes seemed to span countless spaces, penetrate the layer of protection outside the sandstorm, and see some mysterious existence inside.
Ye Junze's eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face became solemn. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and with a slight hook of his fingers, the Lingxu Sword flew into Ye Junze's hand.
I saw Ye Junze holding one hand like a sword, holding the sword secret, and holding the Lingxu sword tightly with the other hand.
A burst of sword intent that seemed to soar to the sky emerged from Ye Junze's body, flowing down his hands and pouring into the Lingxu Sword in his hand.
In just a few breaths, a bright and dazzling light bloomed from the Lingxu sword, and a rich sword intent also emerged from it.
And in the midst of the bursts of soaring sword intent, the long gown Ye Junze was wearing made a sound, and the silver hair on his head was not moving in the wind, swaying.
At a certain moment, a dazzling light seemed to emerge from Ye Junze's eyes. This ray of light was dazzling and bright, making his whole body look like a god coming to the world.
Ye Junze, who has the qualifications of a god, has flying silver hair, and no expression on his handsome face. With his lips slightly parted, he shouted softly: "Luo Yulong!"
The next moment, the Lingxu Sword in Ye Junze's hand shot out directly from his hand and turned into a bright stream of light.
The Lingxu Sword is extremely fast, especially when it is wrapped in flowing light, it is even impossible to see clearly the appearance of the Lingxu Sword inside.
As Lingxu Sword moved forward, the light surrounding it gradually changed.
I saw that stream of light, as the rays of light dissipated, seemed to turn into pieces of blue scales, and there were even four pairs of sharp dragon claws looming underneath.
In just a moment, the shadow of a blue jade dragon was outlined.
As for the Lingxu Sword at the front, there is a huge dragon head emerging, which looks full of solemnity and solemnity, with a very majestic look.
As soon as the phantom of the blue dragon, which was made of jade, emerged, Lingxu Sword suddenly turned its tip and rushed towards the sky.
In the blink of an eye, Lingxu Sword seemed to turn into a shooting star, and disappeared into the sky with just a slight flash.
However, Ye Junze did not deliberately pay attention to the direction in which Lingxu Sword disappeared, but focused all his attention on the sandstorm in the distance.
While Ye Junze looked at the sandstorm seriously, he was also counting down silently in his heart.
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, five..."
When Ye Junze silently counted to one, he suddenly raised his head and looked into the sky.
Looking along Ye Junze's line of sight, he saw the Lingxu Sword disappearing in the sky and falling like a meteor again.
Lingxu Sword dragged the long shadow of the jade dragon, like a meteorite carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, and crashed directly towards the place where Ye Junze's consciousness just sensed it.
The jade dragon descended from the sky, opened its huge mouth, and roared like a dragon.
In just a few breaths, the Jade Dragon directly collided with the center of the sandstorm.
"boom!"
A deafening roar came from the place where the two collided, as if there was an invisible ripple spreading from it, stirring up the surrounding air and causing chaos.
The next moment, Ye Junze saw that the entire sandstorm was violently chaotic.
Both the sand and dust protection floating outside and the grains of sand and dust inside began to beat rapidly.
In just the blink of an eye, the sandstorm became more hazy and blurry, and the sky where the sandstorm was located also became more gray.
Immediately afterwards, the entire sandstorm violently collapsed toward the interior, looking like the collapse of a black hole.
But Lingxu Sword's offensive was not over yet. Under this sword move called Falling Jade Dragon, the sandstorm continued to violently riot as if it was holding the throat of fate.
I saw that the sandstorm at this time had shrunk to only half of its original size.
It was at this time that Ye Junze finally saw clearly what the object that Ling Xujian had just collided with was.
I saw that it was an extremely round ball of light that exuded earthy yellow light. There was also a complicated mark in the center of the light ball, which flickered gently from time to time.
Ye Junze looked at the ball of light and suddenly felt that it should be the core of the sandstorm.
At this time, the light ball was emitting dazzling rays of light, confronting the Jade Dragon with the Lingxu Sword as its main weapon.
Under the confrontation between the two sides, fine cracks seemed to appear on the light ball.
The dragon head on the Lingxu Sword opened its mouth again and let out a dragon roar, and then the Lingxu Sword seemed to burst out with more powerful power, passing directly through the ball of light.
Suddenly, the mark in the light ball shattered, and the entire light ball broke into two halves.
And the Sandstorm, which lost the support of its core strength, suddenly became more violent and chaotic.
Between the sky and the earth, there are flying sand and rocks, and the fog is hazy, making it look like a doomsday scene.
The current sandstorm is like a trapped animal that is about to lose its vitality and is making a counterattack before its death.
After completing its mission, Lingxu Sword turned around flexibly and turned into a stream of light, penetrating the space and returning to Ye Junze's side, floating quietly.
Ye Junze looked at the chaotic sandstorm, but there was no worried look on his face. Instead, he smiled and nodded lightly.
And as Ye Junze waved his hand, something new appeared in his hand.
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