Li Muran said: "Yes, this cold pool is the most cold thing. Although Senior Brother Leng is also a cultivator who practices ice-attribute skills, he is not as talented as Junior Sister Binger. If you want to enter the cold pool, Junior Sister Binger is undoubtedly the most suitable candidate."

Senior Brother Leng nodded, but was still a little worried: "If it is ordinary cold air, it will naturally be beneficial to Bing'er, but the cold air in this cold pond is particularly solemn. If Bing'er can't bear it, it will be less than worth the loss."

Leng Binger smiled slightly and said, "Dad, don't worry, if Binger feels the cold power of the Cold Pond, he will return in time and will not be too aggressive."

"Well, that's it. But you must be extra careful." Senior Brother Leng repeatedly reminded him and handed over a few more protective treasures to his daughter.

Li Muran also took out a few talismans and said, "These fire dragon talismans are sealed with ordinary seal runes, and Junior Binger can also be easily stimulated and used. In case of danger, Junior Binger can inspire these fire dragon talismans to temporarily restrain the cold air around them, and then escape in time.

"Thank you, Senior Brother Li." Leng Bing'er took the talisman from Li Muran and bowed slightly.

Then, she pinched out the orchid fingers with both hands and made several magic tricks in front of her.

The cold air around immediately gathered next to her body, forming a transparent crystal ice cover of about twelve feet, protecting her in it.

Leng Binger jumped under the cover of the ice cover and sank into the cold pool. A cold air splashed out from the cold pool, but it quickly returned to calm.

Senior Brother Leng was anxiously guarding the Han Pond, quite nervous.

The two of them waited for a while, but still no movement in Hantan. Senior Brother Leng finally couldn't bear it and said, "No, Leng wants to enter and see the situation."

As soon as he finished speaking, a white shadow flew out of the cold pond, and it was Leng Binger.

"Bing'er, is it okay?" Senior Brother Leng felt relieved when he saw his daughter return safely.

"Daughter is fine," Leng Bing'er said excitedly: "This cold pool is very deep. At the bottom of the cold pool, it turns out to be a piece of excellent ice-blue jade ore.

As she said that, she took out several jade boxes from her pregnant and opened them one by one.

These jade boxes contain blue translucent ores of different sizes. Although they are more than twenty feet apart, Li Muran could feel a biting chill coming from the ore. He actually had to use a layer of protective light shield to resist these cold air

Senior Brother Leng was overjoyed: "Ice Blue Jade is the material for refining the best ice-attribute magic weapon. Even legendary, some ice-attribute magic weapons also need to use this material. These ice-attribute jades are enough for you, my father and my daughter to refine several top-level ice-attribute magic weapons, greatly enhancing their strength.

Leng Bing'er put away the Binglan Jade and injected several magic tricks. The cold aura suddenly stopped escaping. She handed most of the jade boxes to her father, but gave two of them to Li Muran, and said, "Thank you for the kindness of Senior Brother Li for giving the talisman. If it weren't for the help of those Fire Dragon Talismans, Bing'er would not have been able to harvest so much Ice Blue Jade ore. This is my father and daughter's wish. Please don't dislike Senior Brother Li."

Senior Brother Leng also said: "Yes, Junior Brother Li gives up the fifth-level essence, and my father and daughter should also express it."

Li Muran was naturally very happy. He smiled and took the two jade boxes and said, "I'm welcome. This ice blue jade can not only be used to refine weapons, but also to refine ice-attribute jade talismans, but also excellent materials."

The three left the Hantan with satisfaction and continued to search in the oasis; two days later, they met with Senior Brother Ma and Yang Tianshuo, and rushed to the next oasis together again.

"Senior Brother Leng, how did you gain? I found several spiritual medicines with Senior Brother Ma. Senior Brother Ma really had an extraordinary experience. He could tell the origin of the monster by just looking at the footprints underground or the feces left by the monster. He even found the monster's nest in the past three days, and I gained a lot," Yang Tianshuo said excitedly.

"This is very good." Senior Brother Leng smiled slightly: "We will get a good harvest for the three of us. This sect mission is finally worth the trip."

"I had known that this task was so simple, and the harvest was also good. I should have signed up for it on my own initiative. Why miss such an opportunity in vain?" Yang Tianshuo said.

Senior Brother Ma snorted coldly and said, "That's because you haven't encountered the terrible part of the Death Desert at all, so you can say such relaxed words. I'm afraid that you won't think so after an hour."

"After an hour? What does Senior Brother Ma mean?" Senior Brother Leng, Li Muran and others were stunned.

Senior Brother Ma looked up at the dim sky and said, "It was still the scorching sun just now and the sky was clear. Now it was a little dim, and the wind around it was obviously stronger. Ma was worried that the most terrible natural disaster in the Death Desert was about to happen."

"Natural disaster?" Senior Brother Leng was shocked: "Senior Brother Ma refers to a sandstorm?"

"It's right" Senior Brother Ma nodded, his expression was quite solemn

Yang Tianshuo said disdainfully: "Isn't it just a sandstorm? Those mortal caravans traveled to and from the desert and occasionally encountered sandstorms. They only need to tie the camel vehicles and other vehicles together and not be blown away by the strong wind to survive the sandstorm. We are the monks of the Divine Travel Period who are flying and hiding the earth, and are still afraid of the so-called mere sandstorm?"

Senior Brother Ma shook his head repeatedly and sighed: "Do you think the death sandstorm in the Death Desert is the same as the sandstorm in the mouths of those mortals? Tell you, the most terrifying thing in the Death Desert is not a high-level monster, but a death sandstorm. According to rumors, when the death sandstorm comes, not to mention the sky and the earth, the strong wind is so strong that even our Divine Travel period cannot stabilize our body in the wind. Moreover, under the strong wind, every grain of sand is like a sharp sword, and it can easily turn the monster involved in the sandstorm into a blur of flesh mud. Whether we use defensive magic weapons or body protection light shields, we cannot persist in the death sandstorm for too long."

Senior Brother Leng frowned and asked, "The death sandstorm is indeed terrible. But now it is just a little dust. How could Senior Brother Ma determine that a sandstorm will come?"

Senior Brother Ma shook his head and said, "Ma dared not make a conclusion, he was just a little worried. I hope this is just Ma's worrying about nothing."

Li Muran pondered for a moment and said, "Senior Brother Ma's concerns are reasonable. In any case, we should resist the next oasis as soon as possible. In the oasis, even if we encounter a sandstorm, it is easier to find a place to hide."

Everyone nodded slightly. Although Yang Tianshuo still didn't believe it very much, he also accelerated his flight speed with everyone.

Everyone had to fly dozens of miles away. Suddenly, the sky darkened and the wind blew. The surrounding yellow sand was swept into the sky more than a hundred feet high. There was yellow sand everywhere, and I couldn't see the way forward clearly.

"I can't leave anymore, the sandstorm is coming." Senior Brother Ma looked extremely solemn and stopped in mid-air.

Li Muran also felt that the consumption of the vital energy of the flying dragon talisman under his feet was getting faster and faster, and he was about to be unable to hold on. He had to take out a three-star vital energy talisman in advance to replenish vital energy for the flying dragon talisman.

If the wild sand around him was rolled on his skin, it would be like a knife cut, and the clothes made of spiritual silk would be cut instantly. Everyone took out the body protection light shield.

However, under the blow of the wild sand, the light gradually dimmed and was about to collapse. Everyone had to mobilize a large amount of true energy magic power to inject mana into the light shield to maintain the light shield.

Senior Brother Leng frowned and asked, "Senior Brother Ma, how long does a sandstorm usually last?"

Senior Brother Ma shook his head: "Ma is not very clear. It is said that sometimes it only takes one stick of incense, but sometimes it lasts for several hours, or even days and nights."

"No, if you consume mana very quickly, I'm afraid I can't hold on for an hour." Li Muran frowned. He knew that it was definitely not a solution to waste like this.

This matter is dark and yellow sand is everywhere, and there is no way to distinguish the direction. Even if you want to escape, there is no way to find it. Besides, how far can you escape in the raging sandstorm?

A moment later, several vague black shadows appeared in the distance, rushing straight into the sky, like giant dragons scattering across the sky and the earth.

After seeing these dark shadows, Senior Brother Ma's face became even more gloomy: "Oh no, that's the death hurricane, you must not be caught in it by the hurricane, otherwise even if we are the monks of the Divine Travel Period, they will definitely have no bones."

Senior Brother Leng frowned and asked, "What should I do when I wait? While I still have some magic power, I must make appropriate responses. Otherwise, wouldn't I wait for death? Leng's death is not worth mercy, but Bing'er must not have an accident."

"The solution is not without it, but there are some risks," said Senior Brother Ma: "The best way is to hide in the bottom of the yellow sand and wait until the sandstorm is raging and then come out when the wind and sand subside."

"Will you want to suffocate to death by hiding under the yellow sand?" Yang Tianshu frowned.

Senior Brother Ma said: "After all, we are a monk during the Divine Travel Period. If we use the breath-holding technique, we can last at least two hours. If we grit our teeth and hold on for a while, we may be able to wait until the sandstorm subsides. However, if the sandstorm lasts for several days and nights, even if the bad luck is true, Ma would not have any other chances."

"This is a solution." Li Muran nodded in agreement. He had experienced a sandstorm that was not very strong. Fortunately, there was novices who survived the difficulties. Judging from the experience that time, what Senior Brother Ma said was indeed somewhat reasonable.

"That's it." Senior Brother Leng nodded.

"No, I want to hide from you. I don't want to hide under the dark yellow sand." Yang Tianshu frowned. He looked into the distance and murmured: "I don't believe it. With my magical powers in the middle stage of the sacred tour, I can't even break through this piece of yellow sand."

As he said that, he was desperately pressing the light shield and rushing into the yellow sand in the distance.

"Come back" Senior Brother Ma shouted, but could not dissuade him.
Chapter completed!