"Haha, what a goddess of life, she actually controls a trace of the law of life. Who dares to say that she is the weakest? Apart from this god, she is probably the strongest. Even if this god has just broken through, it is easy to suppress her, and I want to kill her
It's too difficult. The law of life is the best thing to do is to save your life. "Feng Shen chuckled and looked into the distance, thinking to himself that, especially the goddess of life is not in conflict with others, and is friends with those old guys.
If you can't kill quickly, I'm afraid that half-immortal masters from the entire magic continent will come out to help.
"I will not let go of the water god. Now I will find the boys Qinglong first. Let's go and ask about their whereabouts separately." Feng Shen gave an order indifferently.
"When I kill the Fire God while I am in seclusion, you are really looking for death!" Feng Shen sat cross-legged and closed his eyes. The wind blade was floating around him, which was very strange.
In front of the no-man's land, Fang Yunchu and the five others walked here.
"Go back." Fang Yunchu said.
"Go back?" The sound was erratic, as if coming from all directions. The wind shadow condensed, and the wind god in white appeared, looking at the few people coldly.
Fang Yunchu and the five of them stood side by side, carefully guarding.
"Who are you?" Fang Yunchu asked.
"Wind God!" said Feng Shen calmly.
"Did the God of Fire be killed by you?" Feng Shen asked in a faint voice.
"That's right." Fang Yunchu said calmly without hiding it.
"You are the Qinglong group?" Feng Shen asked again.
"I am Mu Qing." Mu Qing snorted.
"Okay." Feng Shen nodded, and the strong wind was blowing around him, and then disappeared.
"Hu! Huhu!" In an instant, there was a strong wind around. The strong wind was invisible, but it was even more sharp than the wind blade. However, these could not hurt Fang Yunchu and the others.
The white figure of the God of Stroke turned into thousands and attacked Fang Yunchu and the five people from all directions, each of which was fierce and as fierce as the wind.
Fang Yunchu's fourth figure flashed out, swung his fist quickly, blocking several figures. Lan Xiaoyue's sword shadow was like a flower, and she played a trick. Mu Qingqinglong waved his tail, spear drifted, Wu Yan's big sword slashed wildly, the wind swept the fallen leaves, Zhang
The little flower has three heads and six arms, and the sword is thick and it is everywhere.
"Bang bang bang!" A series of collisions sounded rapidly. Fang Yunchu's fourth figure and Lan Xiaoyue and the other four flew backwards together, spitting blood in big mouths. They were actually much worse, especially Zhang Xiaohua and Mu Qing
The three of them were pale and had many deep wind blade wounds on their bodies. They couldn't even hold the weapons, and they almost lost their combat power.
Fang Yunchu's clones merged and spit out blood in big mouths. Lan Xiaoyue was the same. Her face turned pale. They were not much better. They were seriously injured in the same round. However, they quickly rolled up and stood up, but they could still fight.
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"Hmm? They are not dead? Not bad, haha..." A erratic voice came from all directions, and the white figure flickered, like the wind, surrounded and killed again.
The wind was filled with sounds, and the wind seemed ordinary, but it was even more sharp than the wind blade. It swept the five people in Fang Yunchu...
Fang Yunchu's fourth figure swung his fists together, Lan Xiaoyue swept out the rain of flowers and the sword light was like a flower.
"Boom!" A loud noise, a mess. Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue flew out together, vomiting blood and their bodies were covered with wounds, but Wu Yan and the other two disappeared into the storm.
"Die?" Feng Shen said softly, his voice still floating around, as if his thousands of figures could be his real one.
Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue stood up with each other, their faces extremely pale. Feng Shen was so powerful. This was definitely not the strength of a half-immortal, but he was probably more powerful than ordinary immortals.
"Haha, let's go together!" Feng Shen said, and his figure floated over again.
"Snow falls thousands of miles!" Lan Xiaoyue waved her long sword, but she sprayed out a mouthful of blood again, but the snowflakes still fell.
Fang Yunchu quickly supported Xiaoyue and kicked it out, his legs flashed and his golden light floated.
The attacks of the Wind God were everywhere, and they were fierce and came from all sides.
Boom! With a violent collision, the wind was blowing wildly, dust and smoke were everywhere, the ground collapsed, the mountains and forests were broken, and all the snowflakes were broken. Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue also disappeared, leaving only a pool of blood, as if they were hit.
Fly ashes.
Feng Shen's figure was in a daze and condensed into Feng Shen in white. He looked at the big pit lightly, feeling a little confused.
"Die? Are you all dead? Is there something strange..." Feng Shen's eyes changed, and he finally came to a conclusion.
"The wind is coming!" Feng Shen whispered. The strong wind around him became more and more violent, shattering everything. All the surrounding spaces and ground exploded, turning into small particles, scattered in the wind, flying everywhere.
There is a piece of dust in it that flutters in the wind, no stranger, it is the five-color stone that changes.
After a gust of wind, Feng Shen looked a little ugly. He did not find out where Fang Yunchu and his men escaped?
"Can you really die?" Feng Shen said softly, "Impossible! This is too easy!"
"I don't believe that you can hide for a long time!" Feng Shen's eyes flashed, and soon thought of a countermeasure. He sat cross-legged directly. The wind blades around him were floating, and more and more, covering a large area, covering every inch of the radius.
Space and dust, "No one can escape the wind master formation of this god!" Feng Shen's eyes were full of confidence.
In the five-color space, Fang Yunchu and Lan Xiaoyue suddenly appeared and fell to the ground together, their faces pale, covered in scars, and blood kept flowing out, making them extremely embarrassed.
"Brother, how are you?" Mu Qing and the others asked worriedly.
All of them were seriously injured and in a very embarrassed manner.
"I can't die." Fang Yunchu smiled, then looked at Lan Xiaoyue worriedly, struggled to move to her side, and helped her up.
"I'm fine, either." Lan Xiaoyue smiled at Fang Yunchu and said with a pale face.
"Huh?" Fang Yunchu was shocked. Feng Shen was so powerful. He was exploring the surroundings so much that he didn't even let go of dust. Fang Yunchu gave up controlling the five-color stone and let him wander, but Feng Shen didn't notice it.
"What's wrong?" Lan Xiaoyue asked with her head raised.
"The Wind God is checking around, but he didn't leave. He still created a wind raft around him. We may not be able to leave for a while." Fang Yunchu said. At this level, he was able to control the five-color stones to move slowly.
But now I can't leave.
"The Wind God is so powerful?" Mu Qing said.
"That's right, he is much stronger than the God of Fire. He definitely has the strength of a real immortal. And I feel that he is very special. I'm afraid he has the same physique as us, and he is not worse than us." Fang Yunchu said.
"Yes, I also felt the aura of disgust." Wu Yan said.
Mu Qing and others nodded.
"Hehe, if he wants to wait, let him wait. We can't starve to death here. We will heal our wounds well. When this sword god breaks through, we will fight out together." Zhang Xiaohua said with a smile.
"Haha, okay, we don't have to worry about him. Let's take care of the injury first." Fang Yunchu said with a smile, but he felt that even if they all broke through, they might not be Feng Shen's opponent.
Several people were healing in the strange space behind the fiery red land of the five-color space. The wind god closed his eyes and sat quietly outside, and the wind kept coming around.
Several months passed, and Feng Shen was still sitting there motionlessly, as if he was asleep, but he was patient.
In the five-color space, Fang Yunchu and the five others had already recovered.
"The Wind God is still outside." Fang Yunchu sensed it and said.
"Is this guy sick?" Zhang Xiaohua said with some displeasure.
"Aowu!" At this moment, a shocking dragon roar in the fiery red land ahead, and Fang Yunchu and the other four looked over.
"Haha...Brother, I finally broke through." Soon, Mu Qing walked over with a big smile and said excitedly.
"Fuck." Zhang Xiaohua became even more depressed, with an unhappy face. "I will go to practice too." Zhang Xiaohua stood up and walked towards the fiery land.
"I'll accompany you!" Wu Yan quickly followed. She was injured for a while, but now she has not made any breakthrough.
"Second brother, come!" Fang Yunchu smiled and handed Mu Qing a wine pot.
Fang Yunchu Xiaoyue and Mu Qing continued to joke together.
In the flower country, the goddess of life and the god of water sit together.
"Sister Mu, Young Master Fang and the others seem to be trapped by the Wind God. Can we go and save him?" said the Water God.
"Young Master Fang and the others are all my friends, and I want to take action, but I have vowed not to participate in anyone's grudges, otherwise I will be backfired by the vows. Moreover, the two of us join forces may not be the opponent of Feng Shen. Feng Shen is very mysterious.
Very strong..." The goddess of life said slowly, very worried.
"Don't we just ignore it?" said the Water God, but she also knew the strength of Fang Yunchu and the others. Even if they couldn't do it, she would be even more unable to do it herself.
"So long has passed, Mr. Fang and the others should have no problem, let's take a look." The goddess of life sighed slightly.