Mr. Mu was in front, and two men, one black and one white, flew all the way out of the town, flew over the river, and came to an open valley and landed. Along the way, Mr. Mu didn't look back, and the two men didn't have any intention of making a move, and now they fell to the ground, and the three of them stood facing each other.

The black-armored man took off the big axe on his back, the white-robed man untied his longbow, and stood still one after the other, the spear in Mr. Mu's hand burned with blood, and the strong battle intent rose in this verdant valley.

The clear sky suddenly darkened, and the dark and heavy dark clouds rolled, like a huge wave in the Cangji River, which was getting lower and lower, almost reaching the top of the heads of the three people, and the rumbling in the dark clouds seemed to have a muffled thunder rolling through, which shook people's hearts. The grass and trees on the ground were dyed with a touch of blood at some point, and the grass and trees swayed in the wind like blood-colored flames, angrily licking the dark clouds pressed down in the sky.

Boom, the first to shoot was the white-robed man, a lightning bolt lit up in the dark clouds, a thunderbolt shot towards Mr. Mu, the sound did not stop, the lightning had arrived in front of Mr. Mu, it was a silver long arrow, not as thick as the arrow in the house just now, only two feet long, the arrow body was lit with water waves-like lines, the long arrow was obviously shot straight forward, but in Mr. Mu's eyes, this long arrow seemed to flicker left and right, up and down, erratic, and changeable.

The blood-colored spear was heading towards the long arrow, obviously it was only one shot, but in the eyes of the white-robed man, no matter where his long arrow went, it seemed that it was destined to meet the spear, and this simple shot had almost sealed the way of the long arrow.

The blood-colored spear tip of Qiang ——, met the silver arrow cluster, the blood-colored flames burned upwards layer by layer, the silver-white water waves slapped downward one by one, the dark clouds in the sky, and the grass and trees on the earth all rolled to the side at this moment, looking from afar as if the sky and the earth were torn apart.

The ——, wind blew the dark clouds, a big axe fell from the dark clouds, the black-armored man didn't know when he had already made a move, the dark axe slowly fell from the clouds, and the huge axe blade was like a sluice knife from the Heavenly Court Slashing God Platform, no matter what obstacles were in front of him, it would be cut in two. This axe is not only a killing, but also a heart.

A little green suddenly lit up in a blood-colored grass and trees on the earth, and that little green fluttered in the wind, and almost in an instant, it had grown into a small tree. The small tree was only two or three feet tall, and its dry branches had milky white leaves, but if one looked closer, they were not actually leaves, but milky white flames that were burning.

The flames burned slowly, emitting a faint light, and strangely enough, the flames burned like this, but the branches of the little tree did not shorten by half a minute, nor did they see any ashes falling, as if even if these flames burned forever, the little tree would not be reduced in the slightest.

The milky white light pulsed, like many white elves running happily and jumping in all directions, happily greeting the surrounding grass and trees. The plants and trees were swept by the light, and they kept swaying, and they happily accepted and embraced. The color of blood gradually became lighter, and the originally slaughtering land now had vitality, and the plants and trees on the whole land seemed to come to life all at once, and a red lotus rose on each grass and tree.

A red lotus slowly rose, and a milky white silk thread connected the bottom of the red lotus on the grass and trees below, and the red lotus rose higher and higher, and actually met the huge axe in the air. The sharp axe blade shining with cold light in the black pressed dark clouds, and the earth full of life, the crystal clear, red agate-like lotus flower pulled by milky white silk threads.

Some of the lotus flowers are in front and some are behind, some are constantly shaking, and some are spinning and dancing, looking like they are fighting separately, but they are all one. The sharp axe blade fell silently on the lotus, and the axe sank when it looked at it, only a huge axe, without an axe handle, and the dark axe was as majestic as a mountain, and the whole net woven by the red lotus sank downward.

The milky white flames on the small trees suddenly burned more violently, the grass and trees on the whole land swayed wildly, and the valley lit up with silver-white points of light one after another, which were pulled by the grass and trees, and gathered from all directions. These points of light are like fireflies, flying, frolicking, and burrowing into the bodies of plants and trees. The milky white light that had been enveloping the grass and trees became thicker, and the grass and trees suddenly began to grow, and a small grass grew to more than three feet tall in an instant, not to mention the trees, and the originally open valley turned into a dense forest in just a moment. Search the e-book

Silk threads lit up above the forest, and the red lotus became larger, and a layer of cyan petals actually grew on the petals the size of a fan, and the two layers of lotus leaves rotated in opposite directions. The two adjacent lotus flowers also rotate in different directions and speeds, and the petals of each lotus flower tremble like the wings of a butterfly.

The sharp axe blade landed on the lotus net, and it was bounced up, and the big net was unforgiving, and it actually roared and rolled up, trying to wrap the whole axe.

The dark clouds seemed to be challenged, and the dark clouds were like loyal warriors guarding the commander, scrambling to meet the lotus flowers that swept up. Dark clouds smashed on the lotus flowers, making bursts of roars, as if it was not dark clouds but heavy boulders falling from the sky.

A lotus flower was hit by a dark cloud and fell down rapidly, but it soon stopped, as if there was an invisible silk thread pulling it next to it, and stopped falling. The lotus flowers on the whole big net rise and fall one after another, like the waves in the Cangji River. Although the boulder is mighty, how can it really penetrate the rushing river? Now the dark clouds not only failed to break the great net composed of lotus flowers, but were wrapped in lotus flowers and giant axes. The cyan lotus petals and the blood-red lotus petals are intertwined, just like a sharp blade, a huge grinding disc, constantly cutting, and grinding. When a lotus petal is damaged, the milky white silk threads below will be lit up, and the vitality will be like a trace of visible water flowing into the lotus net, and soon the broken lotus flowers will be restored to their original state.

The long arrow did not get the support of the big axe as expected, not only did the big axe fall, but even the dark clouds in the sky were already taking care of themselves, and the black-armored man was now going all out to deal with the lotus net, and he could no longer distinguish the spirit to help the white-robed man, and the expressions of the two became serious for the first time.

The rain fell out of nowhere, and it stands to reason that the dark clouds had already entered the net, and the sky was clean as if it had just been washed with the water of the Cangji River.

A bird passing through the forest inadvertently broke into the drizzle, and the blood flashed, and in the blink of an eye, the bird had disappeared, leaving only the feathers and flesh flying in the sky.

Mr. Mu's eyes narrowed, if he allowed these rains to fall on his body, Mr. Mu was not sure that the spirit armor on his body alone could resist it. The spear in his hand kept trembling, and in an instant, one spear had become two, three... , the six spears are like six dragons, flying up and down around Mr. Mu.

The white-robed man opened his bow again, and out of nowhere drew a long golden arrow, shorter and thinner, but also sharper.

With a bang, the golden arrow shot out, and at the moment when the golden arrow was shot out, the rain suddenly became heavier, not only the rain was heavy but also the wind was urgent, and the wind swept towards Mr. Mu with the heavy rain splitting his head and face. A giant dragon opened its jaw, and blood-colored flames erupted, and those flames seemed to come from hell, sweeping away the white-robed man with endless killing intentions. The rain and the flames meet, they are incompatible, there is no self, wisps of each other annihilated, but there are still flames that break through the rain curtain and rush to the white-robed man. The same torrential rain had weakened a little, but it still fell on the dragon. Whether it's flames or torrential rains, they are all born for destruction, and this valley is like a thousand armies and horses fighting, and the killing intent rises, thick and tragic.

The dragon's body was like an old tree, and the scales on its vigorous trunk were a little dry, as if it hadn't returned to the river for many days. The rain fell on the dragon's body, and disappeared in an instant, but the dragon's scale armor became crystal clear. These dragons had big mouths, swallowing the rain that fell from the sky one by one, as if these rains were not sharp weapons that could kill people, but really nectar from the heavens.

The white-robed man's pupils had already shrunk, and he never thought that his almost mortal arrow would be broken in such a way. At this moment, those dragons were meandering and flying in front of his eyes, he could see clearly, those dragons were able to block the rain, not because of how strong their bodies were, but because of their vitality, these dragons seemed to be old and withered bodies but contained endless vitality, although their rain arrows kept destroying the bodies of the dragons, but they were far less fast than they recovered, the vitality in their bodies not only repaired their bodies, but also wiped out the killing intent on their rain arrows, the white-robed man felt that the rain silk swallowed by the dragons was really gone, but the breath of these dragons became more powerful。

The white-robed man turned his head and glanced at the black-armored man, they didn't want to go that far, but if they didn't catch the young man in front of them back today, how would Hou Ye explain if he was to blame? Although the fifth man was unpopular, although he was not welcomed in the clan, after all, he was the child of Hou Ye, and Hou Ye could discipline himself, but this young man's action was equivalent to slapping Hou Ye in the face, how could this matter be easily revealed? The two men sighed softly, and the bodies of the two men kept expanding, as if something was about to break out of the bodies of the two.