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Wen Ge sighed lightly and said, "Because of the appearance of the hurricane, the power here has changed, and the retreat is not affected, and the forward rush is the opposite."

"I'll go, if you can't rush over, you just say it"

Wen Ge pursed his lips and said, "If you can't rush over, you'll die, can't you rush it?"

"Damn, it's not a question of whether it will work or not, but if it doesn't work, it will have to work" Qin Mu then stopped, and directly closed his eyes and sat cross-legged.

"Boy, what are you doing here?"

"What else can I do, I can't rush through it anyway, so I can only resist hard, is there any other choice?"

"But can you resist it?"

After saying "I can't bear it", Qin Mu no longer paid attention to him, and collected all his consciousness into the sea of knowledge, and when he saw the oath that appeared from time to time at the center of the Yuan Shen's eyebrows, he couldn't help but be stunned, he didn't know when this word appeared on the Yuan Shen, but now he didn't have time to think about it, throw away all distractions, and let himself enter an ethereal state.

Qin Mu's state of mind has always been the strongest, which means that his soul is also the strongest, and after entering the woods, under the oppression of that invisible force, there has been a change in the Yuan Shen, which is also the reason why he has lived until now, and now in the case of no way out, Qin Mu can only press everything on the three-color Yuan Shen, expecting it to let him survive this catastrophe.

Qin Mu did this, not because he had to bet everything on uncertain factors, but because he only had one way to go, relying on his own ability, it was impossible to stop the hurricane that could destroy the powerhouse of the Shattered Void.

"Resign yourself to fate" Wen Ge could only sigh, and then completely quieted down, the current situation is definitely the biggest calamity that Qin Mu has ever encountered, whether he can survive it or not, Wen Ge has no confidence, he can only look forward to it silently.

Just after Qin Mu's consciousness entered an ethereal state, the hurricane finally came to him and directly enveloped it, but the pillar of wind did not have any effect on his physical body, and even his clothes did not swing, but in his sea of consciousness, outside his primordial spirit, a small hurricane appeared, which rotated rapidly outside his primordial spirit.

The three glimmers of light flickering on the primordial spirit also fluctuated violently because of the appearance of the hurricane, and it felt like a light in the wind, which could be extinguished at any time.

Even so, it didn't wake Qin Mu's consciousness from the ethereal, and the result of this going on was either that the soul withstood the attack of the hurricane and survived, or that the primordial spirit was destroyed without him knowing it, and he could never wake up again.

Qin Mu's three-color primordial god, which could resist the strange power in the woods before, now in the face of the hurricane, seemed a little powerless, and the three-color light continued to dim, and at the same time, the three colors on the primordial god that were originally distinct also began to dissolve, and at the intersection of each other, red and green, green and blue all appeared to slowly dissolve.

With the dissolution of the intersection of these three colors, the three-color glimmer on the primordial god gradually increased from dimness, and the three colors fused for one point, the glimmer of the three colors increased by one point.

There is also the colorless vortex on the chest of the primordial god, which is also rotating rapidly, as if it is sucking the stormy primordial god and letting it not disperse.

What is the condition of Qin Mu Yuanshen, no one knows now, anyway, it is slowly changing, resisting the attack of the hurricane.

Wen Ge in the landscape painting, after feeling it for a while, he could still feel Qin Mu's primordial spirit unharmed, which made him can't help but mutter: "It's been a while since the hurricane hit his body, and this kid's soul breath is still there, although it is strong and weak, it has not disappeared, which means that his primordial spirit is still persistent, which is really an accident."

"He is just refining the gods now, and the primordial gods were not annihilated instantly under the hurricane, it's not simple."

Wen Ge's eyes were full of curiosity, if he could, he really wanted to go to Qin Mu's sea of knowledge to see what the situation was, but he knew that there was a hurricane in that place now, and he was only a soul body now, and he might not be able to come back when he encountered a hurricane, he couldn't take this risk, he could only suppress this curiosity in his heart.

The people outside the woods, after they saw the hurricane appear, all chose to leave, or they would all have died.

When the hurricane took over the entire forest, several hurricane pillars of the same size suddenly separated from it, each thousands of feet thick, reaching into the sky.

After the hurricane pillars were completely separated, they began to move in different directions, like real tornadoes, whistling away.

The people and demon cultivators who got the news in advance all hid, as long as they were not touched by the hurricane, and some monks who didn't have time to dodge, whether they were humans or demon cultivators, whether they were living beings or just resentful spirits, their souls were instantly pulled out of their bodies by the hurricane, and they were completely disappeared into the wind pillar, and because the resentful spirits had no physical body, their illusory bodies were directly engulfed by the hurricane.

In addition to these monks, those ordinary beasts and flying insects were also soul-shattering under the hurricane, among which the lucky ones escaped in advance, but there were very few such lucky people, where the hurricane passed, the trees and grass were safe and sound, but they left corpses all over the ground, even the little ants did not let go.

This is a catastrophe, a catastrophe for all living beings in the battlefield, an apocalyptic catastrophe, under the silent hurricane, before this catastrophe stops, countless living beings will be wiped out from here, and in the end it can only become that cup of loess.

Under the wrath of this hurricane, whether it was the tall and majestic demon beast or the weak ant, without any pain or scream, they completely perished and died in silence.

These hurricane pillars are like a few grim reapers, reaping life wantonly, without pain, without screams, without despair, without unwillingness, only the corpses all over the ground after the pillar of wind, proving that there is a kind of tragedy called silence.

In the face of this hurricane, there is no racial distinction, no right or wrong, and no right and wrong, only life and death.

At the top of the Black Stone Mountain, the evil spirit stood there quietly, looking at the few pillars of wind in the distance, but there was a trace of ridicule in the evil expression, and said: "This is your means, just to suppress the resentment of this place, and the price is to destroy countless living beings again and again, you can also be called an executioner."

With that, he let out a few more mocking laughs, and then vanished into thin air.

Under the eyes of the Demon Cloud Worm, outside the mist, the white-clothed shadow of the Demon Cloud Insect Emperor was quietly suspended in mid-air, looking at the hurricane pillar in the distance, and couldn't help but let out a low sigh: "I don't know when, there will be no more haze left here back then, it was you who started the war of the three clans, but the aftermath of that war was left to the present, so that countless living beings were destroyed, I don't know if you see it, will you have a trace of regret for what happened back then."

"The grievances and grievances between the three clans, whether they are the grievances of God or your own, who will settle this grievance?"

With that deep sigh, the Demon Cloud Insect Emperor also disappeared out of thin air, for countless years, every time the hurricane brake raged on the battlefield, she would have such a sigh, which lasted for countless years, and also witnessed the destruction of countless living beings, this is the harm of the great war.

The hurricane continued to be in the battlefield for several days, and the pillars of wind swept through almost every corner of the battlefield before disappearing completely.

In this catastrophe, no one knows, no one even thinks about how many people died, no one even thinks about it, and those who survive only have palpitations and joy for the rest of their lives, that's all.

After the hurricane pillars in the battlefield disappeared, the hurricane brakes in the strange forest slowly disappeared, and nothing here had changed compared to before, not even the already fragile white bones.

In the central area of the woods, under a big tree not far from the soul wind formation, Qin Mu was still sitting quietly cross-legged, not feeling any soul breath on his body, as if his soul had also been completely destroyed under the previous hurricane, but there was still a faint vitality on his body, which proved that he had not died.

In Qin Mu's sea of consciousness, his three-color primordial god was also unharmed, and the hurricane shrouded in the primordial god had also disappeared, and the three-color light flickered slightly, which was no different from before, but where these three colors intersected with each other, it was no longer as clear as it was at the beginning, but the color became lighter like fog, as if it was a buffer between the two colors.

The colorless vortex on the chest of the primordial god was still the same as before, and nothing had changed.

Although he was now unharmed, Qin Mu's consciousness did not appear to be awake, as if he did not know that the hurricane had receded, still immersed in an ethereal state, completely unaware of everything outside his body.

"Damn, I finally survived" Feeling the situation outside, Wen Ge in the landscape painting breathed a sigh of relief, he was really worried that Qin Mu would hang up.

"However, this kid is really unusual, he can really resist this kind of powerful hurricane, although I don't want this kid to die, but I still have to say that he didn't die, it's really surprising"

After Wen Ge thought for a while, he left the landscape painting, and went directly into Qin Mu's sea of knowledge with curiosity, and when he saw the same Yuan Shen as Qin Mu, he suddenly showed a deep surprise, he didn't have seen other people's Yuan Shen, but today is the first time to see three colors of Yuan Shen, and there is a colorless vortex on the chest of Yuan Shen, it feels like someone has penetrated his chest.

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