Near the air outlet, there was a thick stalagmites rising up from the ground, and rope marks were strangled at the roots of the bamboo shoots. Luo Xiao could tell what was going on at a glance. He threw the big bundle of rattan on his shoulder on the stalagmites, and then slowly approached the air outlet and carefully observed the terrifying tornado.

The tunnel with the character "Ding" is round, with a diameter of 100 meters, enough to pass through two carriages. There is no head on both sides, and there is a black horn. The rumbling sound of the wind makes people's eardrums hurt, and the strong suction force pulled Luo Xiao's clothes straight. If it weren't for his good material, it would have been the student uniform of the martial arts hall that was originally used to be the violent wind.

When Luo Xiao focused his eyes on the rock wall of the tunnel with the glimmer of fluorite, his pupils shrank and he took a cold breath.

But I saw that the spiral rock wall was clearly printed with footprints, which were several inches deep and uniform, just like the Dragon Roar Valley in the past.

In such a violent whirlwind, you must not only stabilize your body, but also take steps accurately. If you are deviated by half, your steps will deform. Even if your practice fails, you have to start over again.

This difficulty is more than several times higher than the straight mountain wind of Longhou Valley at the time?

"The secret place of Shengjing martial arts hall is indeed unusual." Luo Xiao took a deep breath. Since his goal was to practice the shadow of wind, since he had arrived at the secret place of cultivation, let alone the wind, even if it was a knife, it was a word - Gang!

Luo Xiao was not too strong, so he honestly put one end of the rattan on the stalagmites and tied the other end to his waist. The Yuanli shield was unfolded and wrapped his whole body. After he was ready, he jumped and jumped into the eye of the wind.

boom!

In an instant, Luo Xiao felt that he had fallen into the vortex of the rapids. The extremely powerful wind could not resist at all. He stirred him up and completely lost control. He danced in the tunnel like leaves in the wind, bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang bang, and he kept making all kinds of intimate contacts with the rock wall.

With Luo Xiao's powerful physical defense power that far surpasses the Black Warrior, when he hit ordinary rocks, the stone chips had already flown, the pits were bumpy, and the face was beyond recognition. However, this tunnel did not even stir up any of Mars. Obviously, the texture was the same as that of the Dragon Roar Valley, and it was definitely at level 1 of the black iron stone. If Luo Xiao did not have a layer of Yuan power shield, even his body could withstand the attack of a pseudo-spirited weapon.

Tension! Luo Xiao's body, which was messy in the wind, suddenly shook, and a powerful pulling force came from his waist, almost flashing his waist, but because it was blown too far by the whirlwind, the rattan had reached the end of its length and was deeply tied into the flesh.

Luo Xiao held his breath and pulled the rattan that was as tough as steel wire. He spread his legs and pressed against the rock wall tightly. His hands were intertwined, like pulling a fiber, moving towards the intersection of the T-shaped air outlet bit by bit in the face of a violent whirlwind.

After the whole process, Luo Xiao still couldn't resist the whirlwind's twisting force, his steps deflected little by little, and finally reversed his body and moved spirally along the rock wall of the tunnel. The rope was five meters long, and just five meters away, he moved half a stick of incense before finally grasping the stalagmites and striving to get out of the eye of the whirlwind.

call!

Luo Xiao breathed a sigh of relief, looked at the footprints on the tunnel wall, and smiled bitterly. Before he could start practicing, he was as tired as practicing for a long time.

After feeling the consumption of the nucleus, Luo Xiao was also surprised. In order to maintain the stability of the nucleus shield and fight against the vortex-like tornado, the nucleus consumed violently in a very short period of time, and the nucleus shrank a circle. Judging from the size of his fist, reducing the nucleus is equivalent to the consumption of the entire bead core-level nucleus. From this, it can be seen that whether it is a true nuclear warrior coming in, it is simply a waste of abuse.

How many eukaryotic warriors can be there? Not one out of ten... Now Luo Xiao finally understood what the disciple on duty said before, "The Fenglong Cave is a good place to simmer muscles and bones, and its effect is equivalent to taking low-grade flesh spirit stones, but it is not a place to practice body and footwork!"

However, for other warriors, this is true, and for Luo Xiao, it is just that.

"It's just consuming Yuanli, I don't have much else, Yuanli - enough!"

As Luo Xiao clenched his fists, he was covered in a white light with a loud bang. He jumped and jumped into the eye of the whirlwind again. Soon, his whole body turned into leaves in the wind and blew into endless darkness.

After half a stick of incense, Luo Xiao's figure with a firefly appeared again, walked back to the air outlet step by step, sat down and breathed for a while, and then continued to work hard.

The third time, he was able to hold on for a stick of incense.

The fourth time, he was able to rotate actively rather than passively in the whirlwind,

The fifth time, Luo Xiao entered the Cave Heaven to regulate his breathing for thirty-sixth cycle, with abundant energy and rushed towards the eye of the whirlwind again...

...

When Luo Xiao was practicing hard in Fenglong Cave, he didn't know that a survey file related to him was placed on the jade case of Wuyang Jun Yao Miao.

"The person who killed two Tule warriors was actually the son of Yishui City guard, Cheng Feilong, the sixth-level black warrior?" Wuyang Jun Yao Miao knocked on the desk, thinking, "This name looks familiar."

Under the danmu, there was a middle-aged man with a cold face and a circle of short moustaches on his chin. He was wearing a fourth-rank military officer robe and a slim head on the patch. He felt that there was nothing special about other than wide shoulders and long hands. However, anyone who knew him would never come to him without any trouble, and would even take a detour when he saw him from afar.

Because he is the largest secret agent in Wuyang Kingdom, the commander of the secret son camp, and the White Tiger Warrior Xing Wushang.

Xing Wushang bowed and said, "Last September, the governor of Heshuo County reported that the Tule people inserted secrets in Baicao City and removed all the eyeliners arranged by the Xiuwu Hall in Baicao City in the original Heshuo City. Cheng Feilong, the deacon of the Xiuwu Hall in Yanshan, who happened to go out to perform the mission of this hall, found that he joined forces with another warrior who passed by this time to kill two Tule warrior-level secrets. Moreover, the information about the white disaster of the Tule Alliance was reported by this person at the earliest. After the report was made by the emperor, he praised the general Huzi, who indeed had the posture of a flying dragon, and gave rewards."

Wuyang Jun Yao Miao raised his eyebrows: "So it's this guy, no wonder he looks familiar... In this way, the murderer Tule is referring to is him... Who is the other person?"

Xing Wushang responded with his hands, "According to Cheng Feilong's words, because of the wind and sand on the border, this person was wrapped in a face towel and could not see his face clearly. He joined forces to kill him, but it happened to be a coincidence and disappeared afterwards. Cheng Feilong reported at that time that it was very likely that he was a wild warrior. Because he did not pay too much attention to this matter at that time, this minister did not investigate with all his might. It is difficult to find the trace of this person again. I ask the king to punish him."

Wuyang Jun Yao Miao waved his hand: "It's not your fault. No one would care about this at that time."

That being said, Yao Miao, Wuyang Jun, still thought it was a pity in his heart. Because of Cheng Feilong's identity, he would never hand it over to Tula people unless he had to. If he could find another person who took action and was sure that he was a wild samurai, it would be perfect to hand over this person to block Tula people's mouth. What a pity...

Xing Wushang seemed to see the thoughts of Wuyang Jun Yao Miao and whispered: "Your Majesty, things are actually easy to deal with. If you can't find this person, then just create this person."

Wuyang Jun Yao Miao's eyes lit up, pondered for a while, and nodded slowly: "Okay, you can do this matter, reserve a later move first, and wait until the Tula envoys arrive, and then take action when the opportunity comes."

"I obey the order."

"By the way, where has the Tullah Envoy Group been?"
Chapter completed!