Chapter 976 Crush thousands of red leaves and return to their roots
When Mahaloga first took her into this illusion, she broke through such a crack.
At that time, Yan Yan thought it was a star like Xing Yutang and the others.
Then, in Yan Yan and everyone's surprised eyes, another star appeared in the dark fantasy sky, and then another one, another one...
Everyone stared at them in disbelief.
Looking at the illusion sky full of holes in the blink of an eye, I was collectively confused.
The Pangu Banner has been injected with demonic power by Huang, and the right to use has belonged to Huang. How could this treasure help them break through the realm?
Is this Pangu Banner a rebellious?
Didn’t Huang just say that he would ruin Mr. Yumei’s fog sea?
What does it mean to poke your illusion into a sieve in minutes?
Just when everyone was surprised, the whole illusion thought that many tiny cracks suddenly appeared and began to tremble slightly.
Even Yan Yan, who was lifted in the void by the huge leaves of the Misty Valley, clearly felt the trembling space like an earthquake, and even some places began to distort and tear...
Yan Yan knew that this was a space shock, because the originally unbalanced internal and external aura was suddenly broken, and the internal and external aura violently blended.
In fact, it's the same as balloon blasting.
This time, even Huang was panicked.
"Quick! Stop quickly, what are you doing, stop me..."
The huge dead wood lotus roared at the top of its lungs.
The already withered and rotten lotus leaves fell down violently because of the violent shaking, causing the whole illusion to fly all over the sky.
While howling, Huang quickly gathered half of his face with his human face. He opened his mouth and began to crazily absorb the faces flying everywhere in the space.
Everyone saw that Huang was eager to retract his demonic power.
But the giant axe in front of Pangu Banner was also rapidly accumulating strength.
The speed of the Kaitian Axe is even faster than that of Huang.
After all, it is the ancient god's weapon of killing, and it is not something that a big monster can withstand.
At this time, Yan Yan probably reacted a little.
Xing Yutang, Chen Zhen, Sisi and others were still confused, not understanding what was going on with this sudden reversal.
Lieshan Ding: "Just just now, Pangu Banner sacrificed the Tianqi Axe. The power of the weapon spirit on Pangu Master's weapon is too huge. If Pangu Banner wants to awaken the weapon spirit, it needs to absorb a large amount of breath."
"Obviously, although this Huang is powerful enough, it is obviously far from being able to feed Pangu's axe. When it ordered Pangu's banner just now, it obviously didn't expect this thing to be so edible, so if you accidentally, you almost put it in.
I lost all my money.”
Although the words of Lieshan Ding are a bit humorous, the meaning is clearly expressed, and everyone understands it.
So, this guy was incapable of carrying a big stone and hit himself in the foot.
Sisi and Xing Yutang suddenly wanted to laugh.
Yan Yan looked up and looked at the "stars" that suddenly appeared in the sky and felt thoughtful.
Mr. Yumei turned his head up and looked at the space cracks that were accidentally pulled out by Pangu Banner.
He silently sent a message to Yan Yan: "I didn't expect such a turning point to happen. This may be the blessing of the ancient gods in the dark. It seems that it would be no problem for you to escape here successfully. Miss Yan, let's hand over them.
I've given it to you."
Hearing these words that seemed to be the last farewell in his heart, Yan Yan suddenly lowered his head and looked at Mr. Yumei.
Mr. Yumei's face was still calm and kind, but he just raised his head gently and stroked the yellow-brown rune written just now in front of him.
Although Mr. Yumei's expression was still calm, Yan Yan always felt a faint sadness of parting on his body.
Valley
It seems to be saying goodbye to a close friend.
Yan Yan looked at it and suddenly felt a urge to cry.
But who do you want to say goodbye to?
What kind of magic is this strange rune he wrote?
The competition between Huang and Pangu Banner against demon power finally stopped, and the faces of the sky were gone at this moment.
Half of it was plundered by Pangu Banner, and half of it was sucked into Huang's mouth.
Huang was opening his mouth wide at this moment, gasping for breath.
Even the new half of the face it formed looked a little thinner than before. Perhaps the demonic power was taken away by Pangu Banner a little more.
But before the breath was breathing evenly, Huang couldn't wait to roar at Pangu Banner: "Hurry up, chop the old white-haired fog sea for me. I'm going to kill him, I'm going to eat his brain!"
Huang roared in command with a furious anger.
"Dongdong, dudongdong..."
The quiet skeleton hanging on the top of Pangu Banner hit a few lightly.
The sky-opening axe floating in front of Pangu Banner, the snake-shaped ancient patterns on the axe began to squirm slowly, a trace of red and white, like flames, like thunder, and light faintly emerged from the gaps of the runes.
While the runes began to operate, the mountain-opening axe flew away from the Pangu Banner, and the huge black axe blade slowly turned around...
Mr. Yumei raised his head slightly and looked at the cold blade towards his sky-opening axe, looked at the runes in front of him, and said softly: "Fallen leaves, return to their roots."
With his words, the surging green wood power around him rolled like a cloud of clouds and frantically entered into the runes in front of him.
Yan Yan's eyes widened in surprise.
Mr. Yumei's appearance began to change rapidly while saying that magic.
His originally soft white hair was instantly dry and falling off, and his rosy face quickly became thin and old. Even his body wrapped in his long gown quickly shriveled, his spine was hunched and his fingers were bent, as if he had completely transformed.
From the former exiled immortal with a graceful appearance and a peaceful complexion, he turned into a poor old man with a lingering life.
As he trembled and thrust his last palm, the brown-yellow rune slowly sank into the deep sea of fog.
Seeing this moment, Yan Yan suddenly realized that no wonder Canghua had never taught her this move. It turned out that this move was the last move to exhaust her entire cultivation.
No wonder the name of this trick is "Return to the Roots of Falling Leaves"
The beautiful flowers are returned to the dust and mud. No wonder this rune is written in color like the earth root. It has returned to the earth!
Yan Yan's eyes were instantly wet.
In the light of water, she saw Mr. Yumei, who looked withered and even the pair of white jade lying silkworm-like eyebrows, slowly raised his head and looked at him.
The wrinkled and sagging lips still have a warm and kind smile.
There was no spiritual energy to send messages to Yan Yannian any more, and Mr. Yumei only had his lips trembling and twitching for a few times.
Yan Yan wiped his eyes hard with the back of his hand, wiped away the tears from his eyes before seeing Mr. Yumei's lips clearly.
She saw that Mr. Yumei said, "Good boy, go."
The Sky-Creating Axe has already hung above the fog sea.
Mr. Yumei quietly retreated to a slightly farther away.
As soon as he stepped back, the originally white sea of fog suddenly stirred up the waves of the shore in anger.
The pure white gradually merged into the color of the earth, and the originally gentle white mist gradually blended in with hard sand and stones, and began to become solid and solid...