"Boss?" Although the stupid hair is stupid, but not stupid, the boss in the mouth of this little monster, isn't it exactly, isn't it exactly...... "Impossible!

No one answered the stupid question, and even the Spirit King grabbed the crying Danbao and chased the wind away.

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How fast is the wind? No one who hasn't chased it will ever know?

However, even if you can catch up with the speed of the wind, it is a gust of wind, can you catch it?

The answer, of course, is ...... No!

Tan Jiu could hear the roar of the wind mixed with the screams, he desperately chased after it, stretched out his hand to grab it, but couldn't catch anything.

"Slave! slave!"

Why, he heard the voice, but he couldn't see her?

And Chongkui was swept by the wind, constantly churning, where can I hear his voice?

The spiritual power she exerted had not yet worked, and she had been blown away by the wind far away.

"Wow! I'm going to throw up!"

Chongkui felt that there was something unknown dangling in front of her, which made her dizzy and wanted to vomit, but fortunately it was just a soul state, otherwise she would really vomit.

"Slave! slave!"

As she swayed, she seemed to hear someone calling herself, not by her name, but she knew it was him......

Be...... Tan Jiu?

"I'm here to ......" The desire to survive has made her forget what will happen after being caught by Tan Jiu.

Even if you continue to be a slave and be tortured to death, it's better than not knowing where to be swept up like now, right?

"Save me......" Chongkui's voice was very weak, she was about to lose consciousness, this gust of wind came from nowhere, it was so violent!

He heard her!

Tan Jiu was a little pleased, it was the voice of a slave!

The puppet rope in his hand stretched out like a vine, weaving in the wind, quickly weaving into a huge net, and all the originally surging wind was netted into it, and it quickly swelled.

The huge wind is no joke, even if Tan Jiu is strong enough to catch the wind, he is still pulled by the strong wind speed and stumbles, and he can't stop at all.

The young man's forehead was densely covered with fine sweat, and the epiphany on his face was almost completely blooming, and the net that held the wind was getting more and more swollen, and he couldn't stop it.

When he saw a mountain below, he gritted his teeth, let out a low sigh, and pulled the net down the mountain with all his strength.

The howling wind, like a god provoked, let out an angry roar, and was unwillingly pulled down by him.

The blood phoenix, which was following behind with a huge flapping of wings, was taken aback when it saw his actions, the power of this puppeteer is too perverted!

Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, all things in the world are the power of God, and mortals can avoid the harm of these forces at most, but how can they control it?

A mortal actually controls the wind......

"He's caught Chongkui!" The Spirit King's speed was not slow, he quickly followed, and he was also surprised to see this scene.

"What does he want to do?" asked Blood Phoenix in shock.

"When the wind hits the mountain, it weakens and then dissipates. As soon as the Spirit King's words fell, a loud rumbling bang was heard!

The earth seemed to tremble, the mountain was shaking, the snow collapsed, the rocks rolled down, and suddenly there was a snow mist and confusion, and the wind mixed with snowflakes formed a small storm, which swirled and raged for a long time before it stopped.