After Chu He said this, Mo Bubu and Ran Ran all looked at him as if they were a fool. Chu He had not yet reacted.
"No, Fengshen is completely angry. No different. Come back quickly. If Fengshen doesn't like you, then I'll give you another inheritance!"
Xuanniiao shouted that this was the first time she had encountered such a situation. You must know that although some strong people are strong, their hearts are still biased. The demon clan rarely faces the human race. Of course, the Nuwa clan
except.
I saw a fierce sense of crisis coming over me, and a string of high-speed wind ducts swept towards Mo Tong. This air duct, which seemed to be as thick as a thumb, had unparalleled power.
The moment Mo BuTong's white flame barrier came into contact with the air duct, a big hole was blown open, and the air duct shot towards Mo BuTong in the center without slowing down.
Almost at the same time, Mo BuTong's heart was pierced by the air duct, his blood spattered everywhere, and he staggered and almost fell.
Chu He couldn't see what was going on inside the flames, but Chu He could hear Mo Tongbu's screams clearly.
The air duct is like a bullet, it hits accurately and cannot be blocked. This seemingly small thing is actually the most dangerous killing move.
"Boy, how about it, are the demon clan still as weak as you said?"
Seeing Mo Tong vomiting blood, Fei Lian sneered and said, Mo Tong snorted coldly.
"This little injury is nothing to Grandpa, come back if you have the guts!"
"court death!"
Mo Tong was such a fool, Fengshen was completely angered, and the air ducts swept in again, but this time the number of air ducts became two.
These two air ducts penetrated Mo Tong's arms, and when they reappeared, they turned into four air ducts. It turned out that the number would double every time it attacked, and what was even more speechless was that his
The number is increasing, but the intensity of the attacks remains unchanged, and the high-speed air ducts move very quickly.
Almost instantly, the air ducts have become countless.
It was like ten thousand swords were aimed at Mo BuTong at the same time. With Mo BuTong's speed, he couldn't dodge them at all.
For the first time, Chu He knew that wind could be used in this way, and it didn't look much weaker than thunder and lightning. He was glad that Mo Tong chose the right inheritance, but now he couldn't be happy at all.
"Lord Fengshen, he is just a child. You don't want to be like him. If you don't want to pass it on to humans, you don't have to kill him!"
Regardless of whether the other party was a saint or not, Chu He couldn't just watch Feng Shen kill his disciple. He stared and roared loudly. Feng Shen didn't seem to hear him and just stared at Mo Bing.
"Boy, tell me now, which one is weaker, the human race or the demon race!"
"My master, as a Golden Immortal, can drag his family up the ladder to heaven. This is something you demon clan will never be able to do, so my master is the strongest, and my master is from the human race!"
Mo Tong was really a tough talker, his whole body was riddled with holes, and he was still contradicting Fengshen. His words once again irritated Fengshen.
The air ducts became even more powerful, and they all swept towards Mo Ting.
Chu He hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, but his speed was too slow. For the fast-moving wind, the only things that could catch up with him were light and thunder.
"Gods, please listen to my prayer, Queen Mother of the West, please bless my child!"
Ling'er's voice sounded, and big trees suddenly began to grow around Mo BuTong. The trees were tangled and twisted, forming a huge round shield, tightly protecting Mo BuTong inside.
The wind duct was very powerful, but after breaking through these wooden defenses, the speed and Willy were no longer lethal enough. Of course, the wind god did not use his full strength.
After he saw that his attack was frustrated, he looked at Ling'er with great interest. At first, Ling'er appeared with a human mentality, and he thought Ling'er was a human being.
But after seeing Ling'er's singing just now, I knew that she was from the Nuwa clan.
"It turns out that you are a descendant of Nuwa, and you have received the inheritance from the Queen Mother of the West. You can block my killing move before you have awakened your bloodline. You are very talented!"
When he saw Ling'er, Fengshen clearly showed a smile. This kind of smile is slowly coming to love. This is partiality. Fengshen favors the demon clan without any reservation. He hates human beings deeply. If there is any provocation, he will be wiped out.
fate.
Ling'er was praised so much that she felt at a loss. Fengshen was now her enemy to be precise.
"Lord Fengshen, you are happy or angry, that child is my disciple, please spare his life!"
"It's okay to keep him alive, but I can't give him the inheritance."
Fengshen looked at Ling'er, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it.
"Okay, I won't give it if you don't want to, as long as you don't kill him!"
Anyway, Xuanniao just said that Mo Bubu can be chosen again. If he doesn't get the favor of the God of Wind, he can still get the inheritance of thunder. That's a big difference!
Chu He said here that he wanted to send Feng Shen away, but Feng Shen had no intention of leaving, but looked at Ling'er with interest.
"I want to pass on the inheritance to you, the descendants of Nuwa!"
As he said that, the Tianmen above Mo Tong's head began to move gradually, speeding towards Ling'er.
Everyone present was stunned.
Xuanniiao hurriedly stopped Fengshen.
"Master Fengshen, Nuwa's descendants have received the inheritance from Queen Mother of the West. She can no longer accept your inheritance. This is the rule."
After Xuanniao finished speaking, Fengshen rolled his eyes at her.
"Where do so many rules come from? I am the rule here. My own inheritance can be passed on to whomever I want. Can you control it?"
He couldn't help but have a bad temper, he was still a straight-tempered person, and he couldn't listen to advice at all. Chu He was also speechless, but he was not disappointed. After all, it really gave Ling'er another inheritance, and that wasn't a bad thing.
"Descendants of Nuwa, please take a few steps forward and I will pass on my inheritance to you!"
Fengshen kept smiling when facing the descendants of Nuwa. It was hard to imagine that this person was torturing and killing a child just now. No different, it was extremely embarrassing at this moment.
The inheritance he chose was actually looked down upon by others, and he really wanted to find a crack in the ground to slip into.
However, Ling'er, who was supposed to receive dual inheritance, shook his head.
"Lord Fengshen, thank you for your respect for me, but I cannot accept your inheritance, because the strongest bloodline is not obtained by superimposing talents, but by having a heart that never admits defeat, one can become a strong person."
After Ling'er said this, Fengshen was obviously a little embarrassed, and Chu He was also scratching his head. This good guy has a disciple and a wife, and none of them are worry-free. They are all disobedient to Fengshen. This guy has a bad temper!
What if he gets mad and attacks Linger?
Chu He felt dizzy just thinking about it. No matter how amazing his talent was, he was too weak now to protect Ling'er. The God of Wind was too powerful for him.
Even though it is just a ray of remnant soul, it is still irresistible!