Chapter 0962 Nature

The sultry air unique to summer is lingering in the forest, like a strong man who has just woken up from a nap. He is dizzy and full of resentment. He can't even raise his fist to smash anything, but he can't even get down to put on his shoes. No, but there are some people who don't believe in evil and insist on running over to provoke me at this time.

There is an isolated peak more than a hundred miles northeast of Yelin Town. There are several Taoist priests standing on the top of the mountain. They are not seen making any movements to cast spells. However, an inexplicable cool wind rises at the foot of the mountain, swirling a few times, lazily. He walked into the forest, bypassed trees and thorns, cut a passage in the sultry air, and rushed towards the goal in the southwest-a town filled with monsters.

This cool wind does not have the soaring heroism of thousands of troops, nor the fierce murderousness of a peerless master. It is more like a fledgling boy. Hearing that there is a fight, he puts on his coat, picks up a weapon and goes there. Rushing to the battlefield, he was arrogant all the way, not taking his opponent seriously.

The sultry air in the forest was unprepared, and they were frightened by the cool wind's indifferent attitude, and they all gave in. It was not until several miles later that they discovered that it was a bluff and could not even blow a dead leaf on the ground.

The first battle begins here. The sultry air invigorates the spirit, shakes off the sleepiness of the afternoon, clenches the fist, and wants to eliminate the daring intruder in one fell swoop.

It is said that skilled people are bold, and Cool Wind's fearlessness is justified. It is by no means as simple as a bluff. It does not avoid being surrounded by many people. After a moment of stalemate, it takes action.

There was a loud bang, and no grass grew within a mile. Dozens of big trees turned into powder in the blink of an eye, which was more crispy than dry grass burned by fire. The dust rose into the sky carrying debris of vegetation, reaching towards the flowing clouds high in the sky.

The young boy revealed his true face and turned out to be a disciple secretly trained by a peerless master.

The cool wind was not eliminated, but instead expanded dozens of times, whistling and continuing to move forward. Wherever it passed, grass and trees bowed, birds flew in fright, and beasts ran around...

Sixty or seventy miles away, another group of Taoist priests on another mountain remained silent, watching the increasingly strong wind raging in the confinement they had set up. They did not escape, but no one cast a spell to resist. Compared with other forces, they are too weak.

After a while, Xin Youtao spoke, pretending to be relaxed, but unable to hide the panic in his heart, "Huh... Is this the magic of Fu Rimang Taoist Priest? It's nothing more than that, far worse than Kun Chaos."

Shen Ji said coldly: "This is 'seeing the wind'. The stronger the resistance it encounters, the stronger it becomes. Only Taoist priests who have obeyed the realm of sun can display it. What we have seen now is just the surface. It has not yet been developed." Really showing off his power.”

The corner of Xin Youtao's mouth twitched. He was embarrassed to appear too timid in front of a group of Taoist priests, "I see, it's not very fast."

"Shi Hanyuan is demonstrating against us." Shen Ji turned around and glanced at the Taoist priests around him. He couldn't find anyone who could fight him. Even if they joined forces, it would be useless. More than 500 Taoist priests spent more than ten days setting up the restrictions in the forest. , is already their strongest strength, but it is still vulnerable to Taoist priest Fu Rimang.

"I don't believe that this 'critic' is really that capable. Let me..." Mu Dong'er tried to get up, but Yang Qingyin reached out to stop her, "Don't make trouble, just stay here."

When seeing the wind, it becomes stronger when it meets the strong. Yang Qingyin knew how powerful it was and would not let her son take the risk. She turned to the other Taoist priests and said: "Take back the restriction."

This is the only way, otherwise, if the wind comes all the way, it will expand and become even more difficult to deal with.

The Taoist priests also understood this truth and took back the restrictions they had set. The hard work of more than ten days was instantly wiped out. Everyone's expressions remained unchanged, but their hearts were extremely depressed.

Seeing the wind, Chang didn't take advantage of the situation to pursue him. He kept his pace and walked in a zigzag pattern in the forest, as if he was looking for something.

"What is the origin of this Shi Hanyuan? I have never heard of this name in the Taoist tradition before."

"Taoist Wangshan, when he retired, he was still in the realm of swallowing smoke. I didn't expect that he would become so soon..."

"The ancestor's magic is really incredible."

"It's Zuo Liuying who ruined our practice. Why didn't the Patriarch come forward to stop him?"

"There must be something wrong with the Patriarch, probably in seclusion, and Zuo Liuying has the opportunity to do whatever he wants.

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Most of the Taoist priests who defected to Yelin Town could not stand Zuo Liuying's tough measures and were afraid of being imprisoned indiscriminately in the Bamo Cave. However, they did not have a bad impression of the founder Kun Chaos. Instead, they hoped that he could come forward to stop Zuo Liuying's misbehavior.

Yang Qingyin did not refute, but just stared at the rampaging whirlwind that was approaching.

Luanjing Mountain Taoist Sun Yulu was standing next to Yang Qingyin and whispered: "Do you still want to resist here?"

"The Taoists will not give us a way out. There are people stationed in all directions. They did not launch an attack at the same time because they believe that Shi Hanyuan alone has a chance of victory."

As if to confirm Yang Qingyin's judgment, the whirlwind dozens of miles away stopped and shook violently a few times. Each time it shook, a small whirlwind branched off to the left and right, and soon became one large and ten small. They pounced in a fan shape towards the peak occupied by the Taoist priests of Yelin Town.

The Taoist priest glanced at them, turned around and flew away, and the eleven wind-seeing commanders spread out more widely.

Although the Taoist priests in Yelin Town hope that the ancestor can come forward to uphold justice, they are by no means idlers. As long as Zuo Liuying is still sitting in the Taoist Tower, no one is willing to go back. They looked at each other, and no one ran away or panicked. On the contrary, Everyone summoned multiple magic weapons, waiting for the order for the decisive battle.

Mu Donger looked at the densely packed magic weapons in the air in surprise, and for the first time he felt good about the Taoist priests. Although they were indifferent, usually indifferent to joy and anger, and had ridiculous expectations for the culprit Kun Chaos, they Never timid, once you make a decision, you will stick to it, even in the face of death.

"You are right, we have no other choice, let him go." Shen Ji looked at Dao Yi among the three soul monsters, but the uneasiness in his heart was still not gone.

Yang Qingyin nodded and did not immediately order the Three Soul Monsters to fight. Instead, she turned around and said to all the Taoist priests: "There is no ready-made hiding place in the world. All Yelin Town can provide you is acceptance and fighting spirit. The so-called 'safety' It is not designed, it is fought. There is a Taoist priest serving Rimang on the opposite side. I ask everyone to give up unnecessary defense, wait for my order, attack with all your strength, and treat it as the last blow before your death."

Such a mobilization order might frighten ordinary people into losing their fighting spirit, but the Taoist priests nodded silently. If it were a group of inhaled Taoist priests, they might be more excited, but they were just prepared.

Yang Qingyin took out the Frost Soul Sword fragment, waved it and threw it in the air. Together with the invisible black phoenix, she cast a spell to emit a cloud of lunar fire. Under the heat of the cold fire, the warm fragment became redder and redder, and suddenly transformed into a complete The blade of the sword is exactly the same as before it was destroyed.

When the Frost Soul Sword was forged, it was just a sixth-grade and third-level magic weapon. After the long-term practice of Soul Recalling and Fangfang, it has become different from what it used to be. Even if it is just a fragment, it can contain extremely powerful power.

On the other side of the mountain, Xiao Qingtao cast spells with the hundreds of monks she brought. Although their strength was not comparable to that of the Taoist priests, they refused to show their cowardice. Hundreds of spells merged into one in Xiao Qingtao's hands and shot towards the light. The shining Frost Soul Sword is temporarily stationed inside.

This is a commonly used tactic in the Five Elements of Taoism. It gathers the power of everyone into one. It is somewhat similar to the Fish-Dragon Formation, but it does not require a combination. The strength depends not only on the number of people, but also on the magic weapon used to gather the power.

An ordinary magic weapon can hold at most more than ten spells, and after transformation, it can exert 50% to 60% of its power.

Xiao Qingtao has been training in the army for many years, and has worked closely with the monks under his command, so that he can keep all their spells in his hands. However, the more than 500 Taoist priests who have just arrived in Yelin Town for half a month can only use magic weapons to combine their power.

"Cast a spell." Yang Qingyin ordered.

The first spell came from Yelin Town in the rear. It was cast by Feifei and Mieshi. He was not timid, but he was embarrassed to stand among a group of Taoist priests, so he stayed in the town. As soon as Yang Qingyin summoned Shuang Soul Sword, he had prepared the spell.

The Taoist priests on the top of the mountain continued to cast spells. They were a little conservative at first, worried that the sword in the air would not be able to withstand it. When they found that it was fine, they began to cast spells with all their strength, and the number of people increased.

The Frost Soul Sword was gathering momentum, and the person who controlled the last level was Yang Qingyin, who said loudly: "It's too few, everyone, please work harder." Then he said to the three-soul monster not far away: "You can take action now. "

The three-hundred monster didn't move, and Dao Yi was already prepared, but the other two heads didn't move, so he had no choice but to roar "Coward."

Mu Donger rushed over, "Bald man, why don't you move?"

Hearing the word bald, Yao Er snorted twice, "I think so, but Mo San doesn't agree. Just one or two heads from Dao and I are not strong enough."

Mo San looks like a beast, but has the gentlest temper. "Sorry, I have to wait for the order from the Holy Mother of All Sons. This is my duty."

"Didn't you fight with Taoist priests in Wangshan?" Mu Dong'er said angrily.

"It's not my intention to rush into the challenge." Mo San said softly.

Yang Qingyin was extremely surprised. Everyone was prepared, but they didn't expect that the problem was the three-soul monster. "Aren't you Pei Zihan's soul? Why are you so restrained? This is not like your character."

"Maybe I am Pei Zihan, but I don't remember his past personality. I only remember my promise to the Virgin of Ten Thousand Sons."

Yang Qingyin was speechless. These three souls retained their most authentic temperaments. Bald Man had not changed much. Shen Geng had removed his Taoist disguise and revealed his murderous nature. Pei Zihan's true temperament was the excessive caution he had before betraying Pang Shan.

"Pei Zihan, can't you make the right choice for once?" Xiao Qingtao shouted from the other side.

Mo San didn't care who urged him, he lowered his head and pondered, still hesitating.

Yang Qingyin had no choice but to use the spell in the Frost Soul Sword in advance when a voice sounded in the air, "Want the Virgin of Ten Thousand Sons? Here she comes."

Lord Yishi, who had disappeared for some time, descended from the sky with a scowl on his face. Behind him stood the bamboo-pole-like Our Lady of Ten Thousand Sons, with a smile on her face but no attendants around her.

"Let's go through the muddy water. Whoever wants to put the blame on me, I will drag him in. That's it, let's start the fight." Mr. Yishi raised the Demonic Soul Pearl in his hand and unceremoniously seized the command.