Tomb Robbers: Building an Immortal Family Chapter 174: Seize the Time, Black Mist in the Sky
But this did not affect Jiang Shihao's progress. He remembered that after Hu Bayi and others left Jingjue Ancient City, the entire Jingjue Ancient City and even the Zagrama Mountains were buried under the yellow sand.
So he had to reach Jingjue Ancient City before Hu Bayi and others, otherwise he wouldn't be able to catch anything!
…
Walking in the desert is a different feeling. There is a long stretch of yellow sand under your feet. Under the sunlight, it shines with golden brilliance.
The surrounding temperature has risen sharply. Compared with the snow-capped mountains in Kunlun, it is a completely different place.
At this time!
On the side, Jiang Shui wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Shihao, a few days ago we were walking in the ice and snow wrapped in big cotton-padded jackets, and now we are lying in the desert and marching with sweat,"
"Yes, Shihao, if it weren't for you, we would never have seen these scenery in our lifetime," Jiang Huo also continued,
Jiang Shihao listened and smiled, "Uncle Huo, Uncle Shui, why do I feel that you are trying to eliminate me?"
Jiang Shui quickly shook his head, "No way, I'll just tell you what's on my mind,"
Everyone listened and laughed.
While chatting with everyone, he walked towards the ancient city of Jingjue.
As he walked, Jiang Shihao felt something was wrong.
He has a detailed map of the ancient city of Jingjue. It stands to reason that after walking for so many hours, even if he doesn’t reach the Zagrama Mountains, he must have reached the Tomb of Prince Gumo on the way.
But the surrounding area is nothing but sand dunes.
"Shihao, did you take the wrong route?" Jiang Shui also saw a clue.
Jiang Shihao shook his head, "I shouldn't go the wrong way,"
Suddenly, Jiang Yaodong shouted from the side, "Chief, there is a group of black mist approaching quickly from the east,"
"What?"
Everyone also quickly looked eastward.
In the sky to the east, a mass of black ink-like things was seen flying towards everyone, causing the desert below to sway.
Jiang Shihao's childish eyes shrunk, what kind of black fog is this? This is a sandstorm!
He looked at the crowd and shouted, "Go quickly, this is a sandstorm, don't be surrounded,"
"Yes, patriarch,"
Everyone reacted and ran to the west following Jiang Shihao.
But running on the desert was too slow, and it didn’t take long for me to be overtaken by the sandstorm behind me.
Upon seeing this, Jiang Shihao turned around and looked at everyone and shouted again, "Everyone, take out the sequence masks and put them on,"
"Yes, patriarch,"
Everyone quickly took the masks and put them on their faces.
The next second,
The mutated yellow sand in the sky covers everything,
…
Wow!
A figure staggered out of the yellow sand, looked back at the surroundings, shook his head vigorously, and wore a cold and strange mask on his face.
It’s Jiang Shihao!
After being covered by yellow sand, he did not faint, but relied on the special function of the ghost mask to survive.
As soon as the sandstorm passed, he came out of the sand.
"Uncle Shui, Uncle Fire, where are you?"
Jiang Shihao looked at the yellow sand in front of him and shouted,
The terrain at this time is completely different from the terrain we saw before.
The previously raised sand dunes have long been filled in by yellow sand, and the previously flat sand dunes seem to have become extremely raviney.
"Ahem!
”
"Chief, we are here!
”
One hand after another struggled out of the sand,
Jiang Shihao breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this. He knew that as long as everyone wore ghost-shaped masks, even if they were buried in the sand, they would not suffocate to death.
A few minutes later,
Jiang Shui, Jiang Huo and others struggled out of the surrounding sand and shook the yellow sand off their bodies.
After seeing everyone come out, Jiang Shihao said, "Let's take a rest."
"Yes, patriarch,"
Everyone responded in a low voice,
After sitting down, Jiang Shui sighed and said, "Shihao, this is the power of nature. It is so strong. The moment I was covered by the yellow sand, I felt extremely small."
"Yes, Shihao, if it weren't for the sequence mask you gave us, we might have been wiped out this time." Jiang Huo said with a hint of weakness in his tone.
Jiang Yaodong listened, with a strange look on his face, and looked at Jiang Shihao, "Clan leader, compared to the power of nature mentioned by the first elder and the second elder, I think this sandstorm is really weird, and it's too weird.