"roar!"
There was a roar mixed in with the whistling wind, and at the same time, Shen Qingyi also heard faint and fragmented shouting.
The spiritual consciousness finally passed through the strange crack in the stone wall.
When Shen Qingyi saw the mortals running around and those unrecognizable things with blood-red eyes, his pupils couldn't help but shrink.
It's a bloody monster!
Why is there a bloody monster here? !
Or was Pan Kong Po Jing lost?! But why hasn't any news been released?!
"Quick! Retreat!"
Several burly men used their weapons to try to stop the monsters that wanted to bite them, but they were just ordinary weapons. How could they resist the monsters that had absorbed spiritual energy?!
The monsters exerted force suddenly, and some of the weapons in their hands began to crack.
The patriarch of the Donghuang clan was furious as he saw the monster about to pounce on him.
The people who fell behind couldn't help but close their eyes in despair.
"Bang!"
Before his mouth opened, it was pierced by a long sword.
Shen Qingyi quickly fell down, picked up the long sword in his hand, and spiritual power surged in his hand.
The monsters around became even more excited when they smelled the hot aroma of the monk's blood.
Shen Qingyi watched them rush forward fearlessly, and the long sword in his hand was instantly filled with fire spiritual power.
"swing!"
The flames followed the sword energy that broke through the air and slashed straight towards the monsters rushing in front.
With a few puff sounds, several monsters were cut in half.
Just looking at those still squirming bodies, Shen Qingyi threw over a few fire talismans in his hand.
The flame talisman made with the mysterious ice flame suddenly burst into flames almost the moment it touched the blood-colored monsters.
In just a few breaths, a wall of fire formed between the blood-colored monster behind and Shen Qingyi.
The crackling sound of the burning flames and the roars of the monsters behind the wall of fire also made the people of the Donghuang clan react.
The Donghuang clan leader looked at the female cultivator standing in front of him holding a sword and couldn't help but feel relieved.
Although I still encountered a monk, but fortunately I was saved!
Shen Qingyi didn't know how many blood-colored monsters were hidden on the other side of the fire wall, and whether there were any powerful ones.
Because her spiritual sense was affected in this area, she could only see about 500 meters away.
Shen Qingyi looked around the canyon and she seriously suspected that there might be something in the canyon that would interfere with the spiritual consciousness of the cultivators.
Because here she did not feel too strong spiritual power, nor did she feel the fluctuation of space.
Then we can almost rule out the influence of the formation restriction.
The blood-colored monster blocked by the wall of fire could not break through for a while. Shen Qing turned around and looked at a group of Donghuang clan members who had come back to their senses.
At this moment, they couldn't help but move closer together, looking at Shen Qingyi with extremely complicated eyes, which were gratitude, fear, panic and helplessness.
The clothing of the Donghuang clan was very special, and Shen Qingyi had never seen it in the gossips of various clans in the world of immortal cultivation.
Wrapped in black cloth, they revealed pairs of gray-brown eyes, and there were some patterns on their exposed skin.
Almost everyone's feet were wrapped in something resembling cotton, in a unique shape, resembling shoes and socks. Aside from their weapons, which were made of heavy metal, their entire bodies were covered in cloth and rattan.
In addition, since he had just seen them walking silently, Shen Qingyi suspected that their attire was most likely to reduce noise.
The black cloth they are wearing is most likely used to block the dust in the area.
In addition, their skin color is different from that of other humans. In the dim canyon, their brown skin appears even darker.
Everything about them made Shen Qingyi feel that they were the natives living in this area!
But why has the world of immortal cultivation never heard of the existence of humans in this wasteland, and they are mortals at that!
And they seem to know about these bloody monsters!
All the puzzles and the origin of the bloody monster in front of us may be answered from these people.
When the patriarch of the Donghuang clan met Shen Qingyi's eyes, he became nervous.
The fire wall not far away was still reminding him that the monk in front of him had just easily killed several monsters! And now he was using the fire wall to intercept the monster on the other side!
"Are you the natives here?"
Shen Qingyi didn't intend to waste time and asked directly. At the same time, his eyes fell on them, not missing the slightest change in their expressions.
Hearing Shen Qingyi's question, the Donghuang clan leader was stunned for a moment, then reacted.
He nodded at Shen Qing.
"Yes."
The accent was a bit heavy, not like the accent of the monks in the Western Region, nor like the accent of the Eastern Region.
"Do you know what those things at the back are?"
Hearing Shen Qingyi speak again, and this time asking about those monsters, the group of Donghuang clan members couldn't help but look at each other, with more fear and hesitation in their eyes.
"Don't worry, I don't mean to hurt you. It's just that those things look a little strange. If I don't find the source, I won't be able to solve it. You are the natives here, maybe..."
They understood what Shen Qingyi meant. Just with those few moves, the best men of the Donghuang clan over the years were no match for one or two monsters!
These monsters have become more powerful! They are no longer able to subdue them. It is obviously impossible to survive by maintaining a balance with them.
If they lose their habitat, where can they go?
How much safer is the world outside than here?
Thinking of this, the people of the Donghuang clan couldn't help but become sad again.
The patriarch of the Donghuang clan couldn't help but sigh. At this moment, they had no choice.
Although the ancestors repeatedly warned them that the outside world was very dangerous, especially for monks.
Although the environment here is a bit harsh and there are monsters, both sides are affected by this area. As long as the monsters cannot eat, they will be more advantageous.
"My lord, we are from the Donghuang clan, who have lived here for generations, relying on simple farming and hunting for a living. Those monsters, on the other hand, live in the desert Gobi outside. In the past, we mostly kept to ourselves, unless our people left the canyon and the monsters could smell us with the wind. And although this is a desert Gobi, there are hot and cold seasons. The cold season is not so bad, as the temperature is slightly lower, making it more difficult for those monsters to find our scent. However, the hot season is when they are most active, so we tend to avoid this time period."
Speaking of this, the Donghuang clan leader couldn't help but sigh.
"But I don't know what's going on lately. The temperature has dropped, and it looks like we're about to enter the cold season."
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