Under the blue night, the grassland lies quietly in this vast world like a long green carpet. In this silent night, there is a majestic existence floating in the air, constantly circling, that is the golden-winged roc.
He hovered over the vast grassland like a bright golden star. His figure was elegant and solemn, and his wings shone with golden light like the morning sun, dyeing everything around him a golden color. His cry is like the most passionate climax in the movement, cutting through the silent grassland and making people's hearts tremble. His eyes were filled with a deep white-gray flash, which was filled with anger and unwillingness.
The golden-winged roc is like a star embedded in the deep night sky. His shrill cry cuts through the silence of the night, like the frost before dawn, making people shudder. The golden feathers sparkled in the moonlight, dancing like flames with his anger. The white-gray flash in his eyes rippled with endless chill, seeming to contain all the anger in the world, like a hurricane about to explode.
He stretched out his broad wings, and when he flapped them, his wings were like a huge fan, bringing up a strong airflow with every flap. These winds surge like whirlwinds, like gods coming down to earth, stirring up the ground on the grassland. Every blow of the hurricane made the earth tremble, and every blade of grass on the grassland trembled. An extremely powerful hurricane fell from the sky and pointed directly at the earth. Like invisible giant hands, they swept across the prairie, making a roaring sound and devouring everything.
In his fierce wind, three figures stood: Lion King, Ye Ning and Li Yishuang. Facing this hurricane like a scourge, they felt unprecedented pressure. The strong wind seemed to double the gravity on them, making movement difficult. Their clothes fluttered in the hurricane, and their bodies were weighed down.
The three of them could barely stand. The hurricane shrouded them like an invisible mountain, making them feel heavier than ever before. Their robes were dancing crazily, their hair fluttering in the wind like feathers, and their lips were tightly closed to prevent the sound of wind from entering their mouths. Their eyes could only be closed because of the strong wind, and their skin was sore from the cold wind.
The wind stirred up the dust on the grassland and rushed towards them like a wild herd of horses. They could only hold on, trying to stabilize their shaking bodies. The hurricane rotated rapidly, and the air flow it brought was strong enough to crush stones. Their ears were filled with the roar of the wind, as if it were the roar of the golden-winged roc at humans, full of despair, sorrow and endless anger.
That sense of oppression, that sense of helplessness, that sense of life struggling, gave the Lion King the illusion of falling into an abyss. Unspeakable fatigue and fear swept over him like a wave, making the lion unable to resist and could only let the hurricane rage.
In the night, the Lion King raised his head high, and seven dharma seals shining with different lustres hovered above his head. The Lion King showed no mercy when facing his former opponents. As soon as he thought, the seal condensed into a huge boulder above his head like a real creation.
This is not an ordinary boulder, but a boulder with seven seals superimposed on each other, gathering supernatural powers together. The boulder is stable and old, as if it has an eternal existence. However, in the face of unprecedented hurricanes, they were unable to withstand the endless pressure. The anger of the golden-winged roc roared like dark thunder, hitting the boulder like a hammer, overflowing with deep cracks.
This scene exceeded the Lion King's expectations. The golden-winged roc, which had been defeated by him many times, had a surge of supernatural energy at this moment, and its strength was enough for him to feel the approaching crisis. The originally indestructible boulder was swaying under the raging hurricane, as if it would break in the next moment.
At this critical moment, Ye Ning's voice rang out at the right time. His eyes shone with determination and determination, and he was fearless in the face of the fierce storm. He seemed to see the Lion King's predicament, so he proposed a plan without hesitation: "This guy is stronger than you now. You hide aside and wait for opportunities. Leave the frontal battlefield to us."
When the Lion King heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and realized the current urgency. He looked at Ye Ning and Li Yishuang with trust, without any wavering. At this moment, he couldn't do anything to the golden-winged roc, and he felt a sense of crisis. We can only believe that Ye Ning and Li Yishuang can defeat the Golden-winged Dapeng.
On the grassland under the night, the golden-winged roc spread out again
The sharp wings pierced the dark air like a cold sword. He used all his strength to swing his huge wings, and a storm-like hurricane swept down, changing the world in an instant.
This unparalleled power, like the anger of the gods, made the surrounding air tremble. Every blade of grass seemed to be carrying a heavy mountain, bent down tightly and unable to stand upright, as if to respectfully pay tribute to this absolute power.
Ye Ning and Li Yishuang felt unprecedented oppression, and they could hardly breathe. It was as if an invisible giant hand grasped their hearts, crushing them to the point of excruciating pain. If it was an abyss before, it is hell now. Every inch of skin and every drop of blood is struggling in pain.
The extension and influence of natural laws are like an invisible barrier, showing the essential resilience and tough defense of nature in the best possible way. Although it faces challenges from various superpowers, its immune strength is gradually strengthening, and it is constantly absorbing nutrients from the struggle with superpowers, trying to survive tenaciously. However, if you want to ask what kind of power can still cause trauma to this powerful natural ecology, it must be the wind attribute power.
People with wind attributes have the gift of elusiveness. The hurricanes and air pressure they cause are the concrete manifestation of their influence on the world. These meteorological phenomena are so real and lively that they are completely unfettered by the laws of nature, as if they are a provocation to the laws of nature.
Under the control of a person with wind attributes, a powerful whirlwind roars, and the huge air pressure dances majestically in the air, like sword scabbards, leaving deep marks on the natural texture. This kind of power is enough to change nature. appearance, and may even threaten the ecological balance.
As long as those with wind attributes are powerful enough, they can wield an iron fist against nature, freely manipulate and plunder it, and even the powerful natural ecology will be unable to withstand its impact. The wind attribute power users once again confirmed an ancient truth with their actions: the most powerful power often comes from the most unpredictable source.
But under normal circumstances, Star Soul would not allow this to happen. He can control the airflow on the planet so that the airflow does not move with the control of the wind attribute power users, so that their hurricanes will not cause any waves.
But this time was a complete exception. Star Soul didn't know what happened and was unable to control the situation. At this moment, Star Soul could only release all its superpowers because Star Soul was temporarily offline.
I have to mention here that dimensions are just crushing in terms of purity, but they still follow the laws of every planet. Fire with a high dimension is not afraid of water with a low dimension, but as long as the water has an extremely powerful mass and can overpower the flame, water can still extinguish the fire.
This is what Star Soul does when faced with these abilities that are higher than his own dimension. On the one hand, he works hard to improve his dimension, and on the other hand, he uses his huge power to control abilities that may cause huge harm to him. .
But at this moment, the golden-winged roc, with its increased dimension and no suppression of the star soul, has suddenly become the strongest person Ye Ning has encountered so far. He is the first, but he won't be the last.
But now, just as the hurricane was about to swallow them completely, a black-brown light suddenly shone in Li Yishuang's hands. A black-brown boulder was condensed in this light, which was held in her slender hand.
Although the boulder is simple, it is extremely hard. It may seem ordinary but it carries a deep power. It hung above them like an unshakable mountain standing against the terrifying hurricane.
The hurricane surged down, hitting the boulders like waves, but the boulders resisted everything. The powerful wind seemed to be blocked by an invisible wall. It hit hard, but it was still unable to break the boulder.
Under the boulder, the pressure felt by Ye Ning and Li Yishuang was instantly relieved. Their heartbeats gradually stabilized and their breathing became even. Ye Ning's eyes were filled with Li Yishuang's black-brown stone. The stone was like a symbol of defense, extremely tough. This was the confidence he felt he could still fight, and Li Yishuang was what he relied on to resist the pressure of the hurricane.
Under the protection of the black-brown boulders, Ye Ning felt unprecedentedly relaxed. Invisibly, the huge pressure caused by the hurricane dissipated instantly, making him breathe a sigh of relief.
At this time, he began to mobilize the superpowers in his body and prepared to fight back.
In Ye Ning's hands, golden flames suddenly condensed. This golden flame jumps like life, and its temperature is extremely high, as if it can melt everything. This shining golden light is particularly vivid under the night cover, like the rising starlight, piercing the fog of the world and illuminating every corner of the grassland.
The golden flame has a noble and mysterious color. Each particle of the flame is like a small sun, burning its own life, giving people heat and light. The flames shone brightly in the dark night, like beacons stretching across the sky, beautiful and domineering.
Ye Ning waved the flame in his hand, and the flame in his hand rose into high waves. The golden flame rolled in the air, like a mighty golden flame dragon galloping, with fangs spread and claws extended. The fire dragon rolled up flames and swept towards the golden-winged roc.
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