"No self, no sword."
The voice was very soft but very clear, as if someone was speaking in my ear.
In the sky, a vigorous figure stood firm and motionless, his clothes blown by the strong wind. He was wearing a white blue-patterned robe and a jade crown. A sword was suspended beside him. His resolute face and eyes seemed to be looking at the monks and at the vast mountains, silently. Breathless, without any amazing momentum, but it also gives people the feeling of a sword breaking through the sky.
"Who! As a human being, why did you sneak attack on us?"
Several Jindan monks took advantage of the crowd and asked angrily. Those magic weapons were their lifelong efforts.
"I am Chunyang Zixu Ganwu."
The wind and thunder stirred, and this short sentence made everyone present panic. The sword cultivator was still a madman among sword cultivators. The name Ganwu had been spread all over the world for two hundred years, and even the deserts of the Western Region and the northern wastelands knew his name.
Gan Wu is the first disciple of Qi Yun, the master of Chunyang Zixu Peak.
It is rumored that the most powerful of Chunyang's generation is Gan Wu. Even his elder brother Chu Zhe is no match for him. In order to hone his sword skills, he once carried a sword and traveled all over the world. In the northern ice fields, it is said that Gan Wu wielded a sword to kill and entrenched the ice fields for many years. He was possessed by monsters. The Demon Tiger, one man and one sword, entered the territory of the Demon Sect in the Western Regions and retreated completely. He killed countless demons and gained a great reputation.
It is said that Gan Wu has never drawn his sword since he entered the realm of Nascent Soul. Every word and action is the sword. The sword seems to have become a decoration, but some people say that once Gan Wu draws the sword, it will be even more terrifying.
Gan Wu not only killed evil spirits, but also countless human beings died in his hands, so that now when monks see Zixu traveling outside, they will subconsciously think of Gan Wu.
Several monks were so frightened that they retreated, but still refused to leave. They relied on the fact that Chunyang disciples were not allowed to hurt others at will.
"Why do you, a pure Yang person, associate with monsters?"
Indifferent Gan Wu looked at the monk.
Suddenly, the monk seemed to see two sword energy stabbing him. He wanted to retreat only to realize that it was just a gaze. The gaze can have such power, and its name is true.
"This is the third disciple of my Chunyang Qingxu sect. Do you still have any questions?"
"Qingxu...third disciple?"
The monks were surprised and vaguely remembered that Chunyang Yurong seemed to have indeed accepted a snake demon as a disciple. This incident was once used by Western religions as an excuse to attack Chunyang's reputation, and no trace of him was ever heard of again.
Bai Yu felt relieved when he saw Gan Wu by his side. He didn't expect that after two hundred years, he would already be in the Nascent Soul stage, and he was still struggling in the Demon Core stage. The human race was really favored by God.
Immediately seek help from Gan Wu.
"Senior Brother Gan, please protect me. I want rain to extinguish this fire!"
Gan Wu nodded.
"Junior sister Bai, please do whatever you want, but I am here."
It's done, with these words, Bai Yu no longer has any worries. He circled around desperately and screamed at the dark clouds to summon the wind and rain. The line of fire had already entered the Snake Valley. Every second wasted, an unknown number of snake eggs and baby snakes would be engulfed by the flames. As a A snake monster that has become a climate, Bai Yu has the responsibility to protect the weak and similar species.
The roar echoed in the sky...
Finally, some raindrops fell, and they quickly evaporated into heat under the high temperature, but an endless stream of raindrops followed.
Ground battlefield.
A low-level demon in half-animal form, waving its claws and fighting hard, was stunned for a moment. He raised his head and could clearly feel the raindrops falling on his face and in the corners of his eyes. It's raining! It's really raining!
"Ouch~!"
It was raining, and the raindrops fell to the ground with crackling crackles, and light steam rose from the flames.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like a silver curtain hanging from the Milky Way. The violent storm rushes towards the mountain fires all over the sky. It is constantly being evaporated and falling, cooling the trees and extinguishing the flames everywhere. The snakes in the Snake Valley raise their heads to feel the coolness brought by the heavy rain. The dozens of snake spirits raised their heads and looked at the figure that was constantly swimming in the sky.
Without the help of fire, the fire spells of the Central Plains monks became less powerful on rainy days.
Gan Wu was surprised. It was said that gods could make clouds and rain, but he had never seen it before. A few monks who were good at water magic could make rain fall in a small area. It was just an advanced juggling. It was difficult to perform without water. But this man The unique Junior Sister Bai can actually make it rain.
Raining seems to be a simple thing, but in fact almost no one can do it. Even the former leader Li Xiangyan, who is invincible in battle, still doesn't know how to make rain. It is really miraculous.
Standing in the sky, Gan Wu did not cast a spell to avoid the rain, but let the rain fall on him.
For him, he can clearly feel the heavy rain and understand the meaning of the sword. Everything can be a sword, and the sword can be everything. Maybe the rain from Junior Sister Bai can also enhance his artistic conception.
The lightning and thunder, the howling wind, and the vast white rain quickly extinguished the mountain fire, and thick smoke and water vapor rose from the extinguished charcoal fire.
Many monks from the Central Plains realized that something was wrong and ran away quickly. They could not stay here any longer, otherwise they might lose their lives in this barren southern wasteland with no three feet of water.
Bai Yu looked at Snake Valley and breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to increase his efforts to divert the rainwater to the area ravaged by the fire.
The heavy rain blocked the fire and also blocked the Central Plains monks from continuing to sweep forward. Due to their selfish mentality, they separated from the battle group and flew out of the mountain. The foundation building and Qi refining stage monks on the ground also ran away quickly.
But the unique talent of rainfall also attracts prying eyes...
An old monk who was fighting the demon king and the Jiuli master discovered the magic of the white snake. He was quite surprised. After thinking for a while, he thought that failure didn't matter, but the demon must be brought into the sect, and it would be of great use in the future.
Immediately send the message to the remaining monks at the rear.
"The white snake has the power to summon wind and rain. It is extremely rare. We must quickly capture it and bring it back to the temple to purify its demonic nature and become a spiritual beast."
"yes."
A certain monk, shining with golden light, braved the rain and went straight to Bai Yu, who was still controlling the heavy rain...
It wasn't until I got closer that I realized that this snake was very familiar. When I thought about it carefully, I remembered that I had attacked a white snake demon near here. I didn't expect it to be it. It looked like a white snake and was different from ordinary snakes. There was a line of bone spurs on its back from head to tail. It was not. The smooth snake head has bulging bones, revealing its strangeness.
Yes, this is a rare beast.
Alien beasts come from monsters but are different from ordinary monsters. They have strange bodies, are born with magical blood, or have problems with their evolutionary direction due to the environment. It is even rarer to be able to control the wind and rain. After being captured and brought back to the temple to purify the monster energy, it will have unexpected effects.
He slapped away the approaching monsters with several palms in succession, and released the powerful power of the God Transformation stage to make those monsters flee one after another.
His eyes are compassionate and compassionate, emitting a faint golden light like a god coming to the world.
He saw a figure next to the snake demon, but his cultivation at the Nascent Soul stage was no longer worthy of attention. At this time, the demon kings were not here and it was easy to catch the little snake demon. He stretched out his hand and used his golden giant palm to grab the white snake...
Gan Wu raised his hand and pointed at the golden palm!
After performing the attack, Gan Wu discovered that there was another figure also attacking the monk. It was an injured demon king, wearing green clothes and a beautiful face, and intercepting the golden palm with anger on his face.
The Aoki Demon King was still there. She saw the White Snake Demon summoning wind and rain to extinguish the fire and save the forest and block the human offensive. Seeing that the White Snake Demon was in trouble, she immediately stepped forward to help. It was true that she was injured, but it was enough to hold the monk back.
A dazzling light erupted in the sky, and the golden palm collapsed...
