A series of strong winds emerged in the void and blew towards the Nascent Soul.

The Nascent Soul's face changed color. At this moment, Qin Yan's mind had been integrated into the Nascent Soul, and he had to find a way to overcome the crisis.

Otherwise, the Nascent Soul would be blown away by the strong wind and he would not be able to escape the ending of his death.

Qin Yan was not panicked.

A low shout: "Thunder come."

Before he finished speaking, a whirlpool appeared above his head.

A series of thunders struck from inside, and the Nascent Soul was wrapped in an instant, and a look of pain appeared on his little face. However, every thunder struck, although the Nascent Soul was shaking all over, his body was also stable.

And those strong winds were even dispelled by the thunder.

"Hey, using the power of heavenly thunder to stabilize the body of the Nascent Soul, this kid is so brave and clever."

In the wasteland, a mysterious voice sounded.

Then he sneered: "But where is it so easy?"

Before he finished speaking, an incredible scene appeared, and the environment in Qin Yan's dantian changed again.

It was a wasteland just now.
Chapter completed!