When Bing Bing heard what Little Chu said, she was stunned.
The iron sandstorm had really come!
Moreover, it was moving at a speed of 150 meters per second.
Bing Bing could even hear the frantic sound of the wind through the communicator.
She knew that Little Chu was not teasing her or lying to her.
The iron sandstorm had indeed arrived.
Moreover, they had already attacked the archeological team.
Little Chu was risking his life to inform them to quickly evacuate and find a safe place to take refuge.
"Be careful!"
"I'll go inform them now!"
Bing Bing did not dare to hesitate.
She knew.
It was an emergency now, and there was no room for delay.
The Iron Sandstorm moved too quickly.
If they didn't hurry up, the entire archeological team would probably be wiped out.
After hanging up the phone, Bing Bing said to the live broadcast camera with a heavy heart,"Dear audience and friends! I just received news from the archeological team that they have encountered an iron sandstorm!”
"Moreover, the iron sandstorm is moving toward the camp at a speed of 150 meters per second. It will pass by Zha Ximing Mushan and arrive here in less than five minutes!”
"I have to inform the others as soon as possible.”
Bing Bing's tone was anxious. After saying that, she hurriedly went to other places in the camp.
As she went, Bing Bing did not forget to look to the west.
However…
The sky was still clear in the west, and the sky was blue. Even the wind did not change.
If Little Chu hadn't called to tell her that the iron sandstorm was coming, she would never have believed that there would be a terrifying iron sandstorm in five minutes on such good weather.
The archeological team had been disturbed by the iron sandstorm, so she had no choice but to believe it.
Bing Bing quickly went to inform the others.
Everyone in the live broadcast room was dumbfounded.
The iron sandstorm had really come?
And he even attacked the archeological team?
This…how was this possible!
In the live broadcast, the sky was still blue and the sun was high up in the sky.
This didn't seem like a sign of an iron sandstorm at all.
Everyone felt that this matter was a little ridiculous.
However…
They also knew that the archeological team wouldn't make things up, and Bingbing wouldn't spread the news.
One thing for sure was that the iron sandstorm was coming.
Everyone was in disbelief.
F * ck! Was this for real? Was the iron sandstorm really coming?
I'm afraid it's true. Bing Bing wouldn't lie to us. It seems that the archeological team really encountered an iron sandstorm!
Oh my god! What kind of god was Yisheng Wuya? How could he f * cking tell?
I'm kneeling! Wasn't this too miraculous?
What about the meteorologist from earlier? What do you think about this?
That guy probably didn't dare to say anything. This f * cking guy even dared to vouch for him? If the live broadcast team really listened to that guy, they would probably be wiped out!
Life is boundless, forever a god!
This was too amazing. Just based on the distribution of a few rocks, he could actually determine that there was an iron sandstorm coming. What kind of immortal method was this?
Do you guys think that the Eight Trigrams and Feng Shui that Lifetime Boundless used were some magical methods from ancient China?
It was very possible!
The comments sent by the netizens in the live broadcast room had obviously changed.
They were amazed by the ability of Forever Knowing.
They began to crusade against the meteorologist graduate student who had made such a solemn vow.
They began to boast about the boundlessness of life.
Very quickly.
Bing Bing informed everyone in the camp.
When the people in the camp heard this news, they were all shocked. They did not dare to complain or dawdle any longer.
They knew that if they were any slower, they would be buried in the sand.
At this moment, they began to rejoice at how correct the officials were.
Five minutes later.
All the camp staff had already packed their things and were ready to go.
The sky had already turned completely dark.
The terrifying black clouds in the distance were like demons from hell, pressing down from the sky. Countless yellow sand swirled wildly, and dense tornadoes swept over from afar.
The tents that had not been cleaned up in time grew wings on the spot and flew into the sky.
The iron sandstorm had finally arrived.
Everyone was trembling with fear, and their breathing quickened.
Only now did they realize how foolish it was to question Sheng Yiwu's warning!
He was simply courting death!
"Everyone, follow me. There's an ancient ruin in the south. We can avoid the wind!”
At this moment, a Warrior rushed over and shouted.
Dozens of staff members followed the soldiers and ran south in panic.
As for the netizens in the livestream, they could feel the terrifying pressure even through the screen when they saw the scene that looked like the end of the world.
This wasn't a movie, this was real!
The live broadcast team and all the staff in the camp were facing a life-and-death crisis.
These fickle netizens recalled how they had questioned Boundless Life's warning earlier, and all of them felt a little regretful.
"Pa-"
At this moment.
The live broadcast was interrupted.
The live broadcast room turned pitch black!
All the netizens were on tenterhooks.
The live broadcast was interrupted, which meant that the iron sandstorm had truly arrived!
This time, who knew how many people would survive?
All the netizens were worried.
Many people even began to call out to Boundless One in their closed livestream rooms, hoping that he would come out and say something to predict if the archeological team and the staff were in danger!
Unfortunately, no matter how much they shouted, Boundless One never appeared again.
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