"I have never heard of this desert being so abnormal. What happened?"
This kind of thing has never happened before. Why is he so abnormal when he enters the desert?
Finally, the temperature no longer dropped and the hurricane stopped.
Qin Ming raised his head and flew into the air.
Looking at the frost-covered desert below, Qin Ming touched his head.
Vaguely, he felt that what happened in the desert was related to the fist in his hand.
"Did I take you away, so the desert beca like this?"
Qin Ming asked with his gloves.
Glove did not answer it.
With a thought, the gloves disappeared and turned into an illusory fla, wrapped around his arm, as if on standby.
Still unmoved by his questioning.
Qin Ming shook his head and gave up to find out.
Although this fla is conscious and knows to obey orders, it cannot communicate with itself.
Although there was no communication, he looked at the flas and the ground.
Qin Ming had already determined in his heart that the reason why the desert was so hot was probably because of this fla.
This little thing in his hand is so powerful that it is incredible to think about it.
"It shouldn't be!"
Looking at the illusory fla, Qin Ming still couldn't imagine that it caused the constant temperature in the desert all year round.
"What the **** are you?"
Touching the fla, Qin Ming was puzzled.
"Maybe Zhongzhou will have the answer."
He raised his head and looked at Zhongzhou to find out.
Now the desert has completely changed, and the desert below no longer reflects light.
The direction is clearly visible.
He won't get lost again.
"However, although the desert no longer reflects light, it becos more difficult for ordinary warriors to walk through the desert."
The reason for this is that the temperature here is unusually low.
Without any protection, ordinary warriors cannot pass through the desert.
Qin Ming couldn't imagine this happening if it hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
"Nature is amazing."
Shook his head, Qin Ming stopped thinking about it.
With a thought in his mind, the illusory fla instantly turned into a glove.
Raising his fist, Qin Ming blasted towards the ground.
"Boom..."
Frost splashed and a pothole appeared.
Sure enough, it can be compared to the source device.
Looking at the glove in his hand, Qin Ming beca happier as he saw it.
"You should have a na that belongs to you."
"What's it called?"
Qin Ming thought for a while, and said, "If you have it, how about calling you a fla?"
Nothing happens to it.
Touching the flas, Qin Ming nodded in satisfaction.
He even looked forward to fighting.
Want to fight a battle, try the true power of this glove.
"In theory, you shouldn't have only such a little power."
If the temperature of the entire desert is caused by flas.
Then its rank has at least reached the dragon rank.
It's even more than that.
Although he had never seen the Dragon Rank, Qin Ming could imagine that the Dragon Rank definitely did not have such a general power.
The most important thing is that this fla does not know how long it has been burning.
Far from being able to be done by the dragon class.
"If the power is really that strong, I can't control it either."
Qin Ming smiled.
He could not control the power of the dragon rank at all.
With his current power, he was already satisfied.
Gloves must be soft on the inside and **** the outside, which is very difficult to build.
At least until now, he has not seen the source gloves.
He also thought about going to Zhongzhou for a good search and getting a pair of sturdy gloves.
No need now.
And it is indestructible, not comparable to ordinary source devices.
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