Chapter 603: Desert Salt Gobi

Li Yan's cold eyes at Shanglu Qingye hid back even more in fear.

"What are you hiding?"

This reaction of a monk who is in harmony and meets a monk who is a fellow initiate?

Seeing Lu Qingye continue to step forward, Li Yan waved his hands in fear.

"No, it's not! I do not know! I don't know anything! ”

With tears in his eyes, he closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the surrounding rocks began to shake, and Lu Qingye looked back into the distance, only to see a huge tornado emerging from the mist.

The wind kicked up the mistlets and dust around them, sweeping towards them at a great speed.

Immediately, Liyan began to dig the pit hard, and once again went into the ground.

Lu Qingye noticed that the stones that were still stable under the strong wind seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

The smallest were no bigger than a monk's thumb, but they weren't swept up in the wind.

Feeling the humming sound in the wind, Lu Qingye immediately dug a hole and entered the ground.

She was not at ease, and just wanted to arrange a formation, but was grabbed by Liyan's wrist.

The other party was obviously afraid of her, but he mustered up the courage to speak quickly.

"There can't be spiritual power fluctuations, otherwise those things will come over!"

After Li Yan finished speaking, he immediately let go and said, and he stopped talking on the side.

Lu Qingye squinted his eyes, his divine sense glanced into the distance, and when he noticed the dense insects in the tornado, Lu Qingye was immediately shocked.

It turned out to be a hurricane caused by the wings of countless unknown insects!

Thinking of the monk's admonition just now, Lu Qingye quickly took out a blanket-like blanket from the space and wrapped himself tightly.

Li Yan on the other side opened his mouth and looked at it with some envy.

Although the Soul Eater does not burrow into the ground, the cold air in this underground is really uncomfortable.

That cold qi ignored the cultivation and drilled into the human body one by one.

Today's power salt has been frozen, and his face is blue.

And when those bug storms pass through, the temperature underground will be even lower.

Speaking of which, many monks may not be able to believe that many monks in this desert Gobi region did not die at the hands of desolate beasts and monks, but died at the temperature here.

One by one, the combined monks were finally frozen to death!

Lu Qingye and Liyan, who were staying underground, could both feel the surging wind in the sky.

The wind went underground, and the temperature under the ground suddenly dropped again.

Even with a magic weapon to cover it, Lu Qingye also felt a chill.

After the insect hurricane finally moved away, Lu Qingye looked at the monk opposite again.

"What is this place?"

Liyan's whole person was mourned, and he shivered from the extremely cold temperature.

Hearing Lu Qingye's question, he opened his mouth, he didn't want to answer, after all, the low temperature made him speak as if a wind had broken into his throat and cut his mouth.

But Liyan didn't dare, since he was sold in many places, and finally put into this secret realm, Liyan's original bones seemed to be emptied a little bit.

Especially the mark on his face, every time he has an attack, it almost takes half his life.

Li Yan hated these cultivators in the immortal cultivation realm, but he didn't dare not answer.

"Desert Gobi."

"What was that stuff just now?"

Li Yan was slightly surprised, and looked at Lu Qingye carefully, guessing in his heart that the other party might be a monk who broke through from the Yuanying District, but he was also a little strange.

After all, when the cultivators of the Middle Spirit Realm entered the secret realm of the Ten Thousand Realms, they should have inquired about some special places in the secret realm.

Even if it was a Yuanying Cultivator, since he was ready to enter the merger area, this information naturally had to be collected in advance.