Bai Yujun discovered that someone was interfering with his ability to control the weather nearby.
I originally thought that after arriving at the fortress, I would directly attract hail and strong winds to destroy the corpse tide. No matter how small the number was, it was meaningless in the face of extreme weather or even typhoons. I am not bragging for nothing. It only takes a few days to crush all the corpses into mud. , more powerful than those legendary spells.
However, after several attempts, it was found that the gray death energy could not be dispelled.
Beacon tower on the top of the mountain.
In early autumn, I can already feel the cool breeze from the north blowing southward, and the grass is turning yellow.
Bai Yujun, his master Yu Rong and Yang Mu Xu Ling stood on the top of the beacon tower and looked north of the Great Wall. Bai Yujun closed his eyes and searched, hoping to find the terrifying existence that had not yet appeared.
Entering the special state again, the soul searches for abnormalities in another mysterious world.
I saw many phantoms representing strong men, and the ones that exuded a rich gray-black death aura were zombies. Each shadow was so vague that I could not see its appearance, and seemed to be whispering in my ears. Even if I covered my ears, it was difficult to stop...
Bai Yujun was upset, mentally agitated, and the whispers made Bai Yujun feel depressed.
She frowned, trying hard to eliminate interference and resist inexplicable fear. The orb above her head emitted bursts of soft colored light to protect her soul.
In the past, what I saw in the mysterious world was tranquility and softness, but now I saw a gray and black scene, as if dozens, hundreds, thousands of people were whispering in my ears, and they could not be heard at all. This is the tide of corpses entering the mysterious world. What you see and feel in your direction is weird.
The aura of death is so strong that it feels chilly to the soul when walking there...
There are many cold black figures emitting gray gas beside them. They are the high-level zombies fighting and killing the human race's Mahayana monks. The lighter the color, the lower the strength, and vice versa.
Passing through the black figures filled with deathly energy, Bai Yujun found a pair of eyes staring at him in the distance.
Gradually, the resistance grew.
I vaguely seem to see a dark shadow behind the dense shadows. When I look at it, I always feel that I will fall into the abyss at any time. I can't help but panic. I am very strong, like all the emperors with black figures...
Getting closer, getting closer, Bai Yujun could see clearly the reality of that dark shadow.
At this moment, the dark shadow raised its arm and pointed over, and the surrounding black figures exuding a lifeless aura suddenly turned their heads and looked at Bai Yujun!
Suddenly his whole body was shaken and he woke up from the mysterious space.
"Huh... we're in big trouble now."
Bai Yujun bent down and held her waist with both hands, breathing rapidly, and finally calmed down.
It was almost certainly a powerful zombie whose appearance could not be seen clearly. It was it that controlled the filthy dead air that filled the sky above the zombie tide, causing wind and rain to be blocked. It could not control the weather, but it could control the dead air that was equivalent to oxygen aura for them. , restricting Bai Yujun's control over the weather outside the customs.
Looking up, all I could see was gray mist like a sandstorm, higher than the clouds.
Yu Rong knew that there was a big terror hidden in the dark, but she had been unable to confirm the details of the other party. She was completely clueless, which was very disadvantageous for the defensive side.
"Yujun, have you seen it?"
Bai Yujun shook his head.
"It can't be seen. It's very scary. It feels... slightly stronger than us, but it seems to be different from other zombies. It seems that it can see me..."
Yu Rong frowned, understanding what the young apprentice meant by being so strong. The other party might have a tyrannical cultivation that far exceeded the limits of the world.
As for whether it can see the white dragon in that mysterious space, we can only pray that it sees it passively instead of having the same ability. In that case, there will be no secrets about the human race on the Great Wall.
"Can it see you now?"
Bai Yujun felt it carefully several times, confirmed it again and again and shook his head.
"I didn't feel that I was being observed. I was probably noticed because I was close to it."
Hearing this, Yu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.
The cool breeze blew the flags, and the four masters and apprentices stood on the beacon tower and looked at the dim outside of the pass, silent and speechless.
The disaster is approaching. Yu Rong and other top monks in the world have conceived many solutions, discussed and studied countless times to find a safe and effective way to end the disaster, and even summoned the great wisdom of the Central Plains to gather together. Regardless of their level of cultivation, as long as they are smart, Even the descendants of Yuan Tianshi, who had been isolated from the world for several generations, came to the fortress. The heavenly secrets were in chaos, and it was difficult for the descendants of Tianshi to see the future clearly.
Of course, Yuan Tianshi's descendants use pseudonyms and rarely appear in public.
The ancestral teachings let generations of descendants know that there is a dragon that may have a lifespan of more than 1,500 years. This is all because the ancestor Yuan Tianshi imprisoned and suppressed the dragon for two hundred years, and he had to pay the price because of the great karma of the dragon.
The reason for showing less is to reduce being seen by the dragon.
Jiaolong is extremely sensitive to fate. He can tell the details even if he doesn't know his last name when they meet. When the time comes, regardless of whether his surname is Yuan or Fang, he will not be able to avoid the Queen's reckoning.
The descendants of the next generation don’t want ferocious beasts to turn their ancestors’ remains into bacon and dry them...
The four masters and apprentices on the top of the beacon tower were silent.
Yu Rong glanced at the densely packed rotting corpses in the wasteland outside the pass and frowned. There were too many, and the accumulation even posed a threat to the tall fortress. It took a lot of time for the snake demon army to clean up the rotting corpses that entered the pass. They must not be allowed to enter the pass again, and in the end Crucially, a large number of low-level rotting corpses can continuously create gray death air, providing a favorable environment for high-level zombies.
This is the reason why those high-level zombies have been waiting here to break the fortress.
"Yujun, can you try the stormy weather again? The zombie tide must be dealt with."
Bai Yujun touched the dragon's horns and pointed ears on the top of his head, and quickly calculated in his mind how much impact the monster hiding in the dark could have, and calculated how strong the extreme weather would be to break the blockade and cause damage.
I keep simulating and calculating in my mind...
Soon, I came up with a rough answer.
"Ten days, we need help to stop zombie interference."
"Okay, let's go ahead and let Chunyang Palace handle the rest!"
Yu Rong decided to implement it without saying a word. Chunyang Palace fully cooperated with the use of extreme weather to solve the hidden danger of the corpse tide. She could afford to wait for ten days. She believed in the ability of the only dragon in the world.
Everything has to be done hard. There is no gourd that can release wind and rain by unplugging the stopper, nor is there a magic weapon that can summon thunder and rain by beating gongs and drums. It needs to be done by oneself.
After making the plan, Bai Yujun immediately set off to fly to the highest mountain range in Guan...
The mountains are tall and steep. Standing on the top of the mountain to be closer to the wind and clouds, you can also use the earth's veins to enhance your power, and try to integrate yourself with the world to facilitate the display of your talents.
On the top of the mountain, Bai Yujun untied the white ribbon from her hair.
The long hair spread wildly in the wind, and he took out the orb and suspended it between the two dragon horns. His tail and scaly white hair appeared again, and he summoned the strong wind to gather the rain clouds in a tyrannical form!
The circular mysterious fluctuations spread like ripples in all directions, resonating with the wind and clouds to control the weather...
In an instant, countless people felt the weather change above their heads.
At this time, it is difficult to gather a strong enough storm in a short period of time with the clear autumn air. It takes time, and it also needs to be compressed and re-compressed to increase its power. Ten days is just a conservative number. If conditions permit, Bai Yujun is more willing to compress it for half a month and then throw it to the corpse. Have a taste of the tide.
On the fortress wall, the military flag swayed slightly, everything was normal, and suddenly there was a hunting sound...
The wind was blowing up, and the wind was blowing up dust and grass blades flying into the sky. The wind was strong in autumn, so Bai Yujun decided to maximize the power of the storm and use hail as an aid, crazily strengthening the wind and controlling the spiral rotation...
Slowly, many people saw a whirlpool appearing in the sky of the towering mountain in the pass, and the surrounding strong winds gathered towards the whirlpool!
Since it was a little far away from the fortress, the zombies were not alerted for the time being. Bai Yujun didn't know when the other party would notice the abnormality, but it wouldn't be long.
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