"Looking at what you said, I have been the master of the sect for a long time."

Mr. Qian: "..."

At this time, Lin Ye had discovered that Mr. Qian was

The power of cultivation in the Heavenly Realm has completely disappeared. It was not chopped off by Thunder Tribulation, but completely absorbed by Zhentian after entering the outside world.

The power of the supplemented third layer of heaven is greatly increased, and the power of cultivation in the heaven and human realm is something it does not allow to exist.

Lin Ye helped Mr. Qian sit up. Mr. Qian was slightly startled when he saw the miserable guy in the distance.

"Why is he wearing an apron?"

"It's all thanks to Master that he still has an apron."

Mr. Qian: "Is it him I just lost?"

Lin Ye nodded: "That's right."

At this time, they suddenly heard something moving in the distance. Lin Ye and Qian Ye immediately turned around to look, and saw that the body of the old Youshu was on fire. It was the real fire of thunder and calamity. No matter how hard the old Youshu survived,

Even if it is not destroyed, it cannot withstand the power of the purple lightning thunder.

The fiery distortion on that guy's body seemed like something was constantly struggling within it.

But the thing didn't have a substantial form. It suddenly turned into a tiger, then an elephant, a moment later it was a mouse, and a moment later it was a flying eagle.

The thing in the purple flame could not escape death no matter how much it struggled and struggled, and finally stopped moving after holding on for about half a moment.

The old ghost rat's body was also burned to ashes at this time, and it was burned extremely thoroughly.

Lin Ye asked: "Master, was that thing killed by lightning?"

Mr. Qian shook his head slightly: "It was just an idea that he tried his best to chase out. Youquan is not stupid... but after the old Youshu's body was burned, he didn't even have the eyes left outside.

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Lin Ye nodded and helped

Master Qian stood up and said, "Master, the moment you were hit by the Purple Lightning Tribulation, your cultivation in the Heavenly and Human Realm disappeared all of a sudden. Was it you..."

Mr. Qian smiled and did not answer.

Lin Ye had just speculated in his mind that if Mr. Qian came out and could use the triple cicada's magical power in an instant, it would be equivalent to resisting a thunderstorm.

Moreover, after rebirth, Master Qian no longer has the strength of the Heavenly Realm, so the thunder tribulation naturally dissipated.

From this point of view, Qian Ye's triple cicada and the triple cicada Chen Weiwei learned are really very different. If the triple cicada practiced by Chen Weiwei can be called a magic skill, then Qian Ye's triple cicada is the real one.

Divine magic.

When Lin Ye supported Mr. Qian and walked and chatted, Mr. Qian seemed to be very interested in the state of this young man.

From time to time, Lin Ye would look at Master Qian's face. After walking a few steps, Lin Ye deliberately took two steps behind and looked at Master Qian's back.

Mr. Qian looked back at him and smiled, which seemed to mean a lot.

After leaving this desert, they will face the 600-mile Gobi Desert again.

However, when I came here again, I felt that the power of the wind in the Gobi was even weaker. It was obviously weaker than when I came here, probably because of the thunder disaster.

Xin Yanque asked: "Does your foot feel lighter?"

Lin Ye nodded: "Yes."

Xin Yanque asked: "How light is it?"

Lin Ye: "Come down and try it yourself!"

Six hundred miles into the Gobi desert, the wind and sand are still blowing, making people unable to open their eyes. In such a place, let alone ordinary people, even monks are helpless.

Although the power of the five elements here is disappearing rapidly, it is difficult for practitioners to survive such a long period of time.

Hiking all the way.

The sound of thick stone shoes stepping on the Gobi Desert is a bit harsh, and it can even give people the illusion that goose bumps are coming out.

A gust of wind blew by, making the figure walking on the Gobi desert become clearer.

Xin Yanque carried Master Qian on his back with some difficulty, and from time to time he raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
Chapter completed!