"Since it is wind, then I will use trees to block it!" The kite waved his sleeves and threw out a seed. After the seed fell to the ground, it sprouted within half a breath, sprouted branches within two breaths, and sprouted branches within five breaths. It grew into a towering tree, and seeds fell from the big tree. They were either carried away by the wind or fell vertically to the ground. After about twenty-seven or eight breaths, the place where the few people were standing was already a forest.
Kite used to use tree roots to fight, but this time she tried to speed up the entire life process of the seeds. It was very difficult. With so much energy, she was already sweating and breathing heavily. However, after the forest appeared, the wind that everyone felt was much lighter, but many slaves were seriously injured after falling and were dying.
"Okay!" Kite clapped his hands and said breathlessly: "That tornado is not very big. It will take some time to roll up a tree, let alone a whole tree. Let's take the opportunity to save it." Those slaves."
Unexpectedly, as soon as the kite turned around, the tornado behind it became ten times bigger. It happened completely in the blink of an eye. All the trees were sucked up nearly two feet high, and the roots of the trees were stuck to the soil. With a creaking sound, Mu Ziyun, several people and the slaves hugged the tree trunk. The kite then used its energy to make the roots of the big tree drill down desperately.
A tree snapped in half, and the slave holding it was swept into the tornado. The clouds in the sky "flowed" into the tornado from above like a funnel, and the soil on the ground was pressed toward the bottom of the tornado like a colony of ants.
The sound of the wind was deafening, getting louder and louder. The sound of people talking and shouting had long been drowned out. Zing Ding struggled to crawl to Mu Ziyun's side, put her mouth close to his ear, and shouted: "Xiao Mu, you are the fire." He Lei, are you still afraid that it will fail? Get rid of it quickly!"
Mu Ziyun was almost deafened by the bell, turned around and shouted: "The opponents I have met are humans! Or beasts! You want me to fight a gust of wind? How do I count as a winner or loser?"
"It becomes insubstantial. The stronger the wind, the stronger the fire!"
"Fuck! Come on! I'll go!" Mu Ziyun let go of his hand and turned into a ball of flame. As soon as it came out among the branches and leaves, it was sucked into the tornado with a swipe. Even if Mu Ziyun was incorporeal, He lost his ability to move in an instant, because the force of the wind was too strong, suppressed by the pure energy, and the fire of Luan and Phoenix in the wind was like a dead fire, completely controlled by the wind.
Tan Duhe did not know when he had retreated to an extremely far distance. The wind was its puppet, but it was not a corpse puppet. It was "alive." Eighteen years ago, Tan Duhe was just a small person in the branch clan, and he was about to gradually separate from the branch clan and become a member of the distant clan (referring to having a blood relationship with the main clan, but with very little blood.) Like Like most people of the same age, although they have ambitions, it is difficult to realize them and they even lack the ability to pursue them.
But one day eighteen years ago became a turning point in his life. At that time, he was following the elders of his family on a family mission. Because they were about to be divided into distant tribes, they were sent to extremely remote places, and the tasks they were doing were tasks that no one wanted to do. , that time, they went to a small country with thirteen cities. That night, it seemed to be particularly stuffy. The room was actually much cooler than outside. Most of the time, they were so depressed by the atmosphere that they couldn't breathe. Although the pressure disappeared without a trace in an instant, it still left them with lingering fears.
The old man said that evil spirits were born in time, and he was afraid that demons would appear in the future to cause harm to the world. Tan Duhe believed this deeply, because that night, everyone who had experienced it personally would have such thoughts. Early the next morning, they hurried into the city, trying to complete the task as soon as possible, but they were always uneasy and felt that something bad was going to happen.
Fortunately, although Tan Duhe was already in his twenties at the time, his qualifications were too low. The old man only brought him out to help him and did not use him when it was his turn to do the real work, so he climbed up to Baizhang in his spare time. Sitting on the stubborn rock on the top of a high mountain, he slept happily. When he heard the sound of the wind, his body began to float. The sudden weightlessness in his dream caused him to wake up quickly. As soon as he opened his eyes, I saw an evil wind in the sky.
He could see the wind because there were clouds in the sky. When he first saw the wind, Tan Duhe decided that it was abnormal because it was not like the natural wind. It was ethereal and difficult to feel. It was like a lively child, playing in the clouds. Soon, it got tired of playing, so it landed on the ground.
It was really ridiculous to say that a country was wiped out by a gust of wind, so Tan Duhe did not confess to his tribe later that he was a very lucky guy, because after that gust of wind wiped out the entire country, it was gone. Xing Xing, feeling the only surviving life, flew over. I don’t know how they communicated in the first place. Tan Duhe had an inexplicable relationship with the wind in his confusion. The wind was not completely controlled by Tan Duhe. But it can be sealed in something and can only be summoned by Tan Duhe. Every time he comes out, all living things must be killed. Of course, inanimate buildings and so on will not be spared. Every time Once, only Tan Duhe will be left alive.
Relying on this wind, Tan Duhe rose to great heights like a fairy, doing tasks that others could not complete and killing people that others could not kill. In just seven years, he went from being a man from a distant clan to A minor character, he became the leader of the four tribes. Tan Duhe felt that the evil spirits born in the wind that night, or something evil, were similar to gods and demons.
"Sure enough, this wind is not a mortal thing. It is destined to come from the sky or the earth." Tan Duhe showed that the flames of Luan Feng, ranked fourth among the nine fires in the world, and Mu Ziyun, who may be ranked among the top three, were unable to withstand the wind at all. Strength will further confirm your own ideas.
Although the flame incorporeal body was good, Mu Ziyun did not feel extremely dizzy in the core of the tornado, but now that his flames were rotated to pieces, he could not make any other movements at all. He really admitted his evil.
Suddenly, Mu Ziyun felt that his energy was less. It turned out that Fang Tianmu's black hole entered the tornado and began to swallow up energy. Mu Ziyun couldn't make a sound or move. Together with his thoughts, he summoned the fire beads and thunder souls. It was extremely weird. The wind seemed to have no effect on the fire beads and thunder souls. After the fire beads appeared, they immediately flew towards Fang Tianmu. , to prevent him from releasing the black hole, and the playful nature of Thunder Soul was revealed again. At this moment, it did not care about the bad situation of its master, but inserted into the wind and was tossed around. He was also special of excitement.
Mu Ziyun cursed several times in his heart, but Huozhu was still sensible and tried his best to help his master. Fang Tianmu had poor understanding and felt that Mu Ziyun was using Huozhu to ask for help. Maximizing the energy of the black hole, Huo Zhu was immediately annoyed, and violent anger came out of it, staring at Fang Tianmu with eager eyes.
"Brother Fang!" Kite knew better and immediately said, "You're going to suck the energy out of the smelly wood!"
Fang Tianmu finally came to his senses. Mu Ziyun was now equivalent to merging with the wind, but wouldn't he be sucked into the black hole?
After retracting the black hole, Fang Tianmu drew a talisman in front of him. After the talisman's light appeared, he used a cross-cut version of Ghost Rakshasa. The wind was split into two, but the energy was concentrated on the upper level. Mu Ziyun took the opportunity to escape. Part of the flame came out, and before the energy of the wind was fully restored, he quickly got away, turned into a solid body and fell at everyone's feet. He ate a mouthful of dirt, got up in embarrassment, and said: "It's just a burst of fire." Wind, how do we make it disappear? No matter how strong my fire is, it will have no effect on the wind."
Mu Ziyun looked at the tornado with regret again and said: "It's a pity. If only this wind were mine. With my fire, wouldn't I be invincible?" As he spoke, the tornado had recovered, and the kite The forest created will rise from the ground.
"No, this wind has a nemesis!" Huzi grabbed Du Xiaoyue tightly and shouted: "The kite is you. I think you are its nemesis. You can try again!"
"good!"
This time the kite did not build a tree first, but scattered a piece of seed. When the seed hit the ground, it took root and sprouted and became tall grass. The bare yellow land that was originally swept by the tornado was once again covered with grass and trees. When the flowers appeared, a large number of The petals were sucked into the air. Although the flames of Luan Feng could deal with those petals, it was not as fast as the rebirth of the petals. Moreover, Luan Feng had already been subdued by Feng Zhi, so its power was much reduced.
After the petals came the grass blades, and the tornado turned into a green tornado. The wind force did not weaken, but the wind felt by everyone was reduced by nearly half. Next came the trees. This time the kite endured, and bit by bit from the outside Build trees to create a circular forest, surrounding the tornado. There are more and more trees, and the power of the tornado is getting smaller and smaller.
Tan Duhe snorted and said disdainfully: "How can mere grass and trees catch this wind!" However, what shocked him was that he really restrained himself, and the effect became even more obvious. The energy of the kite was almost exhausted, but a few mountains They were all covered with flowers and green trees. The tornado gradually lost its morale and degenerated into a small whirlwind. It could push the grass blades and blow up the petals, but it could not become a climate.
"This, this, this" Tan Duhe was too frustrated. It was too sudden. The strongest puppet didn't work. It once destroyed the entire country. Could it be that the flowers and plants in a country are not as good as the trees in this area?
"No!" Tan Duhe said in shock: "This woman's ability is very wrong. It's not as simple as just controlling vegetation. Does she have any ability that can just control the wind?"
"Don't be too busy thinking about this yet." Mu Ziyun's voice suddenly appeared in Tan Duhe's ears, "You are going to die!"
