Although Feng Ge's heart was filled with doubts, she still leaped into the pit with Chou Xun and the others.
Yu Yunze saw that Luo Zheng was still standing outside the pit, and found it rather strange.
What does this brat mean?
Does he plan to hunt me down in the hurricane?
At a glance, he caught sight of Chou Xun's smiling face, and his heart grew even more flustered.
It was impossible to fight in the hurricane. Could Luo Zheng have some special means that allowed him to stand easily in the hurricane?
It was not only Yu Yunze. The other elites also felt somewhat panicked.
As the black mist churned more and more violently, the hurricane finally rose again.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Without the slightest accident, Yu Yunze and the others were dragged straight into the air by the hurricane.
At that moment, Luo Zheng made a light leap and was carried away by the wind as well.
The hurricane was moving north, but Luo Zheng charged toward the west instead, utterly unaffected by the hurricane!
Seeing this, Yu Yunze's pupils suddenly contracted.
How could this be?
The hearts of the elites from Youxiong and the Shen Nong Clan sank.
The hurricane's strength was equivalent to three or four thousand Divine Jun Power. Not a single living being that had entered the Chaotic Origin Great World could withstand it.
They either hid in a cave, dug a pit in the ground to hide in, or were swept away by the wind. There were almost no exceptions.
Only a handful of winged lifeforms could control the direction of the wind, such as the Golden Crow Race and the others. Yet even they could not possibly travel against the wind!
"What is this brat trying to do?"
"Chase us down?"