Except for Xuanyuan Qinglong, who were strong in the late Ning Yuan period, other warriors could hardly shake the desert here.
At this time everyone noticed the strangeness of this desert.
The hardness of this desert is really unusual.
"After the baptism of this sandstorm, the sand here is no longer ordinary sand. I am afraid it will soon evolve into a spiritual thing. Its hardness is probably not inferior to the refinement materials of steel."
Tang Yang Yan said in a deep voice.
"If you bring some of this sand when you leave, can it be used for refining tools?"
A Tianjiao stunned, and said subconsciously.
"Absolutely, provided that you can get out alive."
Tang Yang Yan said in a deep voice.
When everyone heard the words, a touch of movement flashed in their eyes.
The hardness of this sand is comparable to that of stainless steel. If you take some out, I am afraid it can reduce a lot of material pressure in the sect.
"Ye Chen, what shall we do?"
Yang Xiuxiu looked at Ye Chen at this time.
"Dig separately, we don't hide with them, so we don't need to dig too deep, only need to be able to hide nine of us."
Ye Chen frowned and said in a deep voice, "What do you think?"
"Okay, just do what you said."
Du Shuyun and Yang Hao nodded and said in a deep voice.
"Then stay away from them and do it."
Ye Chen took the Ice and Snow Palace and the Yang Family and walked a short distance, and then began to dig under the sand.
At the same time, several other families separated one after another, digging their own pits.
Compared with other warriors, the martial artist here has a great advantage.
Not only is it fighting against the wind blades here, but digging sand is much better than others.
Ye Chen's body was full of blood, and he punched down. The desert was directly loosened by Ye Chenzhen, and a huge hole appeared under Ye Chen's fist.
Du Shuyun and Yang Hao were also helping to dig the sand nearby, and the others began to move the sand while confining the surrounding sand to prevent it from flowing into the pits they created.
In less than a minute, Ye Chen and others dug a hole nearly three meters deep.
"I can't hold on anymore, the wind blades around here are too strong."
Yang Xiuxiu's face was a little pale at this time, and the true energy in her body was consumed a lot.
At this time, the surrounding tornadoes were not far from here.
The strength of the wind blade around everyone has reached a terrifying level.
It was even comparable to the warrior in the early stage of Ning Yuan with a full blow.
Although everyone present had the lowest strength in the middle stage of Ning Yuan, there was no big problem with resisting this violent wind in a short time.
But this gust of wind does not stop at all, which is equivalent to everyone having to bear the bombardment of the gust of wind at all times.
Even if Yang Xiuxiu and others are strong, it is difficult to withstand the consumption of infuriating energy.
"Go, go in quickly."
Ye Chen said hurriedly.
Yang Xiuxiu and the others didn't care about anything else, and hurriedly jumped into the pothole.
The width of the pothole is not very large, and it can barely accommodate nine people.
Ye Chen finally jumped into the deep pit, and then lifted the prohibition on both sides.
With the baptism of the strong wind, a large amount of sand directly buried the top of the pothole.
With the isolation of the sand, the gust of wind was immediately isolated.
Fortunately, everyone is a warrior, and there is no need to worry about the reason for suffocation without air.
Ye Chen finally breathed a sigh of relief at this moment, and immediately noticed a warm breath coming from the other side.
Ye Chen only realized at this time that Gong Ningyun turned out to be the opposite.
Because the time was really rushed, the pothole was a bit small, and it seemed reluctant for two people to stand side by side here.
Gong Ningyun and Ye Chen stuck together at this time, as if Ye Chen was holding Gong Ningyun.
Such close contact made Ye Chen a little embarrassed.
Gong Ningyun also noticed the embarrassment at this time, her face flushed slightly, and she couldn't help but move slightly to the side.
"Finally escaped, but here is much more difficult to deal with than the forest tree monster."
Yang Xiuxiu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.
"It's not that simple. If the wind blows for too long, the sand on it will probably increase. Judging from the hardness of the sand, it will be quite difficult for us to get out."
Ye Chen coughed twice and said aloud.
"Is this going to bury us alive?"
Fairy Qing Meng said helplessly.
"Let's take one step at a time. I don't know when this sandstorm will end."
Gong Ningyun frowned and said softly.
"I'll go out to see the situation, you guys hide here first."
Ye Chen said softly at this time.
The pothole is a bit too crowded, and Gong Ningyun is a rare beauty. If he stays, he might have other ideas.
Besides, he also wanted to go out and use the power of this violent wind to temper the body of the ancient god.
"Ye Chen, it's too dangerous outside, you shouldn't go out now."
Gong Ningyun frowned and looked at Ye Chen worriedly.
"It's okay. My body is strong. These wind blades are not enough to hurt me. I'm right here. If something happens, I will come down directly."
There was a smile on Ye Chen's face, his feet were slightly hard, and he directly pushed through the sand layer on the top of his head and appeared outside.
As the wind swept through, the pothole under Ye Chen's feet was instantly covered by the surrounding sand.
At this moment, there was no one else in the desert except Ye Chen.
The strong wind at this time has reached an extremely strong level.
And in this gust of wind, there seemed to be a weird power attached to it, and at the moment of contact with Ye Chen, it seemed to be annihilating his flesh and blood and true energy.
In an instant, several blood marks appeared on Ye Chen's physical body.
Not only that, but there was a strange force that penetrated his flesh and blood, and rushed towards Yuanhai.
However, under the strangulation of the blood of the ancient gods in Ye Chen's body, these strange powers were quickly wiped out.
"interesting!"
Ye Chen's body was full of blood, and he sat cross-legged in place, letting these gusts hit the body of his ancient god.
The heritage blood crystal in the heart vibrated slightly, and a large amount of ancient god's power gushed out from it, covering Ye Chen's whole body, and fought against the gust of wind.
Although Ye Chen's power of vitality and blood was corroded a lot under this violent wind, as the power of the ancient gods gushed out, the strength of Ye Chen's body of the ancient gods was slowly increasing.
"Sure enough."
Ye Chen's face showed a touch of surprise.
With Ye Chen's current physical strength, it is really difficult to find a treasure place that can temper the body of the ancient gods like this one.
At the very least, it is very difficult to find it in Kunlun Xu.
In the desert today, although this gust of wind is powerful, it is suitable for tempering the body of the ancient god.
"I don't know when this sandstorm will disappear, so I can practice quickly."
Ye Chen took a deep breath, spinning the ancient gods, and began to use this strong wind to temper the body of the ancient gods.