Above Zhang Xiaohan's head was a swarthy hill, and the black magnetic peak was suspended, falling a black light curtain, which safely isolated Zhang Xiaohan in the light curtain.
Everyone sacrificed protective measures at the moment when the treasure ship broke, but obviously, everyone did not have the expected safety, whether it was a treasure or a spiritual energy shield, they were rapidly consuming under the erosion of the white-haired wind, and everyone was desperately trying to inject spiritual power into the past, but no matter how fast the spiritual power was injected, it seemed that it could not catch up with the consumption of the erosion of the white-haired wind.
Zhang Xiaohan finally realized the horror of the white-haired wind that Feng Lingzi said, and also understood why Feng Lingzi, who had always been calm, changed his complexion after seeing the clear blue sky, and he didn't even make a quick move to leave.
Such a terrifying white-haired storm, such a terrifying speed, encountered, I am afraid that it is really resigned to fate.
Within the scope of the white-haired storm, everyone can only barely save themselves, but everyone knows in their hearts that they will not be able to last much time.
The spiritual power in Zhang Xiaohan's body consumes a lot, and in the white-haired storm, the visibility of his line of sight is even lower, and he can vaguely see the shadows of other people, and no one cares about looking at others.
The white-haired wind is in the field of vision of Zhang Xiaohan's third eye, but it is a different scene, countless white lines have turned into slender silk threads, just like forbidden lines, but the density and aura of these silk threads are particularly large, each silk thread in contact with the mask of the black magnetic peak, will wear out a layer of the mask, and what is even more terrifying is that the black magnetic peak itself is in contact with these spiritual energy silk threads hidden in white, and it is also being eroded.
The white-haired wind is not an ordinary cold wind at all, but more like an extremely cold temperature freezing aura.
The aura is unique to this world, how can it be frozen, but what you see in front of you is indeed like this, the rich aura does not exist in the form of dots, but is connected into filaments, and then the surface forms a light frost, and finally for some reason it gathers together and is rolled up by the wind, and the dense threads of aura cannot be found at all.
Although the Black Magnetic Peak is a treasure, it still can't resist the erosion of the white-haired wind, Zhang Xiaohan urged the spiritual power with all his might, and did not dare to have the slightest reservation, seeing that the Black Magnetic Peak was crumbling overhead, and when he was anxious, the deafening roar in his ears suddenly weakened, and the white-haired wind disappeared.
In front of him are countless pieces of ice and stones, mixed with the bones of demon beasts or other messy things, these things are spinning, colliding with each other, although the power is great, but compared to the white-haired wind, it can be regarded as mild, Zhang Xiaohan and the others can see each other at this time.
Taking advantage of the weakening of the wind, everyone hurried to take the elixir that replenished spiritual power, Zhang Xiaohan put away the Black Magnetic Peak with a little distress, and replaced it with a body protection spirit shield, and everyone was also close to each other in the chaotic stones.
"This should be the eye of the white-haired wind."
Feng Lingzi's voice directly entered everyone's mind, and in such a place, the transmission of divine consciousness was clearer than shouting out loud.
Could it be that the eye of the storm is the wind pillar of the tornado, and if it is really there, the white-haired wind covers too wide a range.
"If we stay where we stand and hold on a little longer, the white-haired wind will blow past us."
Feng Lingzi's voice continued.
Everyone's face is very bad, although the time is short just now, but how much of the aura has been consumed, and if you do it again, you will be exhausted.
This is not the time to hide secrets, everyone goes to the extreme north, and they have to take care of each other along the way, Huo Qingyun said loudly: "I have a spirit pill here, and I can recover half of my spiritual power immediately." ” Immediately recover half of the spiritual power, such a spiritual pill is extremely rare, but half of the spiritual power is still not enough, but as long as you take two pills, it is enough, but Huo Qingyun's next words made everyone a little disappointed: "I don't have many spiritual pills, only one per person." ” "One is not enough, my spiritual power is almost exhausted," one of the Flowing Cloud Sect's Divine Cultivation Stage cultivators shouted loudly.
As soon as Zhang Xiaohan stretched out his hand, there were a few more jade bottles in his hand: "My elixir can restore all the spiritual power immediately." ” The wind in the eye of the wind seemed to have stopped suddenly, and the eyes were all on Zhang Xiaohan's hands, Zhang Xiaohan saw it, and each person sent a bottle, of course, there was only one grain in it.
Huo Qingyun also accepted Zhang Xiaohan's elixir, and no one hesitated, including Zhang Xiaohan himself, who hurriedly took a pill of elixir to replenish the consumed spiritual power.
Zhang Xiaohan had eaten such an elixir, but the others were all shocked by this fast-recovering aura, and then they relaxed, and they were caught off guard by half of the white-haired wind, and if they were prepared, the remaining half would naturally be easy.
For the rest of the process, Zhang Xiaohan was reluctant to sacrifice the Black Magnetic Peak, the Black Magnetic Peak had been eroded by the white hairy wind, and if it was sacrificed again, it was estimated that it would be scrapped.
But there is no more convenient defensive magic weapon, or only this magic robe on the body is left.
In the blink of an eye, the shadow of the white-haired wind appeared again in the field of vision, this time, the distance of the white-haired wind was closer, Zhang Xiaohan injected spiritual power into the magic robe, and a layer of black light emerged from the magic robe.
The white-haired wind is surging again.
The wind came and went as fast as it passed, and suddenly, the deafening whistling sound disappeared again.
The sky became gray again, and hoarfrost began to slowly appear in the air, and broken stones remained on the ground, uneven, and everyone's faces turned pale for the rest of their lives.
"Sect Master Zhang, I owe you the elixir."
Mao Yonggang took the lead in thanking Zhang Xiaohan.
"Thank you Sect Master Zhang, this kind of elixir that instantly recovers all spiritual power is simply priceless."
"If it weren't for Sect Master Zhang's elixir, the second half of the white-haired storm would really not have survived."
"Sect Master Zhang, I have a five-thousand-year-old elixir here, although I can't catch up with your elixir, it's all a little thanks."
"I, Zhao Hai, owe Sect Master Zhang a favor, as long as Sect Master Zhang has instructions in the future, I will do my best to do my best."
Empty gratitude is just a formality, even if it is rare for five thousand years of elixir, it can't refine a life-saving elixir that instantly recovers mana, as soon as the last sentence came out, everyone calmed down, the elixir that Zhang Xiaohan just gave to everyone can be imagined, everyone is a high-level monk, and they are not willing to owe others favors, what Zhao Hai said, should be the most suitable.
Zhang Xiaohan inspected the magic robe on his body, and was overjoyed, he knew that the defense of the magic robe was so good, and he would not sacrifice the Black Magnetic Peak, so he waved his hand to everyone: "We have consumed a lot of spiritual power, so let's hurry up and recover our spiritual power first." ” This reminds everyone that if the white-haired wind passes, it will be troublesome for some monsters to come out, and everyone has now consumed more than half of their spiritual power, so it's time to recover quickly. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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