Aunt Zhu stopped it: "Don't come, you break the barrier!"
Zhu Erniang was startled: "What kind of barrier?"
"Windproof barrier!" Aunt Zhu was entangled by the wood demon and couldn't escape. She could only guide her sister by voice, "It's right under your feet, hurry!"
Zhu Erniang's eight legs groped for a huge boulder on the side of the road:
"This piece?"
"No no! In the opposite direction!"
The clone of Zhenjun Musu seemed to feel threatened, turned around and walked towards Zhu Erniang.
Aunt Zhu violently sprayed several mouthfuls of acid, and the giant ape hit it on the back of the head with a stick. It was probably because the head was buzzing, and the wood demon finally turned its head again.
Fortunately, this thing is just a clone, and its wooden head is far less aura than the original one.
At this time, Zhu Erniang touched another big stone: "This one?"
There are big rocks on the roadside, so it's hard to find them.
"should be!"
Zhu Erniang asked it while pulling at it: "What do you mean should! Can you be sure?"
This stone is twice as big as the one before and is buried deep in the mud.
The little spiders also swarmed up and took away the soil.
Aunt Zhu said quickly: "You are sure, you can just carry it!"
The boulder came loose, and Zhu Erniang used a sudden force to flip it upside down.
Alas--
A strong wind of level 16 suddenly swept across the entire mountain.
The four giant beasts in the battle were caught off guard and were even blown forward and backward by the strong wind.
Due to their tonnage, they were shaken by the storm, not to mention those light spores, which were swept up half the sky by the strong wind and disappeared in an instant.
Even the little wooden figures running around were blown away without a trace.
What Zhu Erniang pulled out was the wind lion guarding this mountain.
He Lingchuan once brought back several Wind Lion Gods from Piaomiao Sect. Some time ago, he ordered the craftsmen to draw the gourds and paint the ancient formations on the bottom of ordinary boulders, and then the Rongshan disciples would make some refinements.
For more than two thousand years, the Wind Lion of Piaomiao Sect has been able to withstand the Ziwu Divine Wind underground. Needless to say, its formations are marvelous. But He Lingchuan also understands that the main reason why the Ziwu Divine Wind does not touch the Wind Lion's barrier is
The mountain-protecting beast of the past, the Great Wind Demon, signed an agreement with the Piaomiao Sect not to harm the sect.
He Lingchuan did not sign such a protection agreement, so the high-imitation Wind Lion of Yangshan Islands could not stop the Gang Feng of that magnitude, and it also required Xuan Jing to activate it.
But it doesn’t matter. No matter how powerful the hurricane at sea is, there is still a qualitative gap compared to the Ziwu Kamikaze. Besides, Piaomiao Sect’s wind-proof formation has been verified and modified by several masters in Panlong City. It is quite energy-saving, although it also consumes a lot of energy.
Xuan Jing, but the dosage is only about 10% of that of ordinary solid wind enchantment.
A black crystal the size of a mung bean can maintain the barrier for twenty-six hours.
Chapter completed!