The forest was very quiet, and the black-robed old man who was marching suddenly stopped, signaled the black-robed people around him to be silent, and took out a bronze compass from his arms and slowly surveyed it in the woods. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhang Dongming looked at the black-robed old man curiously, the compass is said to be made by the ancient power of China, how can the first planet also have it, and it seems to be very old.

The words engraved on the compass can't be seen clearly in the dim woods, if it is a heavenly and terrestrial branch, this mysterious black-robed old man may be related to the human race on the earth, and the Scaly Wing Clan Huang Niang of the underground cave said that there are also human races on the first planet.

It's just that I don't know if the human race that Huang Niangniang said is the human race that Zhang Dongming thinks in his heart.

The hands of the compass kept rotating, making a buzzing sound, the white-bearded old man's eyes were closed, and there were words in his mouth, and suddenly the halberd pointed at the middle of the compass, threw the compass into the air, and shouted: "Not yet!"

The compass flying in mid-air exudes a layer of green brilliance, hovering in the air and constantly rotating, the compass is inlaid with a dragon's eye size of a ruby in the middle, the red light is great, shooting in all directions, and the surrounding area of the sweep is a red light.

After surveying for half an hour, the white-bearded old man did not find anything abnormal, hesitated for a while and put away the compass, turned his head to Zhang Dongming and asked: "Why did you abandon the forest and go north before entering the forest, there is a river in the north for water, and the water is for pouring down, which is a dilemma of life and death." ”

Zhang Dongming paused for a moment, but he wanted to go north because he had a premonition that there was danger hidden in the dense forest, but he said, "I'm a little thirsty." ”

The white-bearded old man lowered his head and pondered, some people with great luck can turn evil into good fortune, and then waved his hand and said, "Go back the same way, let's take the water route." ”

Everyone turned around and went back the way they came, and suddenly a black-robed man standing in front of Zhang Dongming's side withered to the ground for countless lives, his body curled up into a ball, getting smaller and smaller, and finally only a black robe was left to cover the ground.

There was a small commotion, and the blades of countless black-robed people pointed at Zhang Dongming in unison, and the white-bearded old man shouted: "Presumptuous!" took out the bronze compass and shone it at Zhang Dongming.

Zhang Dongming shrugged, spread his hands helplessly and said, "It has nothing to do with me, I don't know what's going on at all." ”

There seemed to be a gust of wind blowing in the forest, and the bronze compass in the white-bearded old man's hand automatically protected himself, a green and faint light flashed, and the bronze compass floating behind the white-bearded old man with a crisp sound split into two and fell to the ground.

"The shadow clone of the twenty-fourth heavenly gods!" the white-bearded old man just shouted, his body shriveled to the ground, and soon curled up into a ball, turning into a black robe and falling to the ground.

Boom! The black-robed man was in a panic, and he didn't know that he shouted, "Run!" Dozens of black-robed people fled in different directions.

Zhang Dongming didn't dare to move, the hundred-meter control shrouded all directions, and he clearly felt a sharp wind passing by the white-bearded old man, and then the white-bearded old man withered to the ground, turned into a puddle of black water, and disappeared without a trace.

What is the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth gods, and was it sent by the gods to hunt down the successors of the gods?

The sharp wind was erratic, and it couldn't be locked at all, and the absolute control seemed to be useless in front of the sharp wind, and the black-robed people withered to the ground, turning into pools of black sewage.

Zhang Dongming suddenly fit and drilled into the depths of the forest, the bushes and thorns were dense, and he got into it, rolled his body, and quickly climbed forward in the thorns.

The thorns trembled and turned into powder.

The 100-meter control was exerted to the limit, Zhang Dongming kept jumping and flashed in the forest and turned seven or eight times in a row, the sharp wind still followed closely behind him, and a thick tree was like tofu that had just come out of the cage in front of the sharp wind, silently breaking into two sections.

Zhang Dongming's soul is in danger, this is the means of the gods? A shadow clone of the twenty-fourth god hunts down and kills himself, and there is no way to go to heaven. The feeling of powerlessness is getting stronger and stronger, and the end of one or two sections is to turn into black smoke and scatter in all directions? Dozens of black-robed people were killed in an instant, wisps of black smoke floated into the sky, and the small black sign in his mind didn't have time to absorb it, so he fled a thousand meters away.

In the unfamiliar environment, Zhang Dongming panicked, seeing a clearing in front of him, his body jumped over quickly, avoiding the sharp wind that followed, and his feet were violently empty, and he secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and he had fallen down like a meteor catching the moon.

The body was in the air and couldn't borrow strength, the sharp wind was behind him, the body curled up into a ball, and the sharp wind stretched and rolled in the air, the sharp wind rubbed the body tightly and cut over, and the spirit shook, and there was a rotten smell in the strong wind, like the extremely corrosive venom of the black rot insect that Zuo Jun spit out.

I don't know how high the cliff is, and the body is still falling down rapidly, and it is dark all around, and I can't see anything, how can a cliff suddenly appear in a flat forest. I am incomprehensible and hate the injustice. The sharp wind followed behind him, and he could feel the whistling sound of sharp energy breaking through the air. 100 meters to control the limit of the stretch, waiting for the moment of falling to the ground how to escape the sharp wind cut.

The wind is whistling in my ears, I don't know how long it has been falling, and my body is still falling straight down, even if it is on a high cliff, I should have fallen to the bottom, maybe there is really a bottomless pit in this world.

"Don't panic, relax and I'll save you!" Yu Buyu's voice came from the darkness.

Zhang Dongming couldn't tell where the sound came from, waited quietly, a rope appeared beside him without warning, the 100-meter control has been running, and he felt that the rope that appeared suddenly was approaching, Zhang Dongming grabbed it, and his rapidly falling body stopped abruptly.

The rope shook, Zhang Dongming quickly flew sideways, faster than the momentum of the fall, the wind whistling in his ears, and tears flew from the corners of his eyes blown by the strong wind.

A faster wind appeared out of thin air, and it seemed that he had been waiting here, the rope was broken, and the flying body suddenly stopped moving forward and began to fall downward.

The strong wind swept like a tornado in the heaven-sent Divine City, slowly driving the entire space to rotate, and countless sharp winds swept across Zhang Dongming's body, blood splashed, and the poisoned numbness spread all over the body.

The body shriveled, slowly curled up into a ball, and swirled around the center of the wind dragon with the swirling wind. The proud and powerful physique did nothing before the sharp wind that the Divine Shadow Clone turned into in the twenty-fourth day, just like a paper cutter cutting through the paper, the sharp wind cut through the skin, breaking through the flesh without hindrance, leaving wounds deep and visible to the bone.

In the darkness, the sky is spinning, I don't know the sky and the ground, the ears are whistling winds, the 100-meter control is useless in the face of the pervasive strong wind, the strong wind is like a sharp blade, cutting wounds on the body, even if the body is heavily poisonous, the whole body is stiff, and the pain of still piercing the heart and bones, like a thousand knives.

Zhang Dongming just wanted to roar and confront the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth heavenly gods, but the twenty-fourth heavenly shadow clone that had completely turned into a sharp and strong wind had no way to find it, so he could only passively and helplessly wait for the blade that suddenly appeared, cut it fiercely on his body, and then disappeared into darkness.

Blood and flesh are blooming, vitality is rapidly lost, floating in the air, there is nowhere to borrow strength, Zhang Dongming is like a target floating in the air, allowing the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth heavenly god to cut and cut around, blood and water are scattered, and the body is atrophied. If it weren't for the origin of life in the sea and the continuous replenishment of life force into essence into the damaged body, Zhang Dongming would have fallen long ago.

The Thunder Fury outside the coastal city was Zhang Dongming's first contact with the Heavenly God, and he didn't have a clear understanding at that time, but now he finally knew the gap between himself and the Heavenly God, and in the face of the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth Heavenly God, he didn't even have a chance to resist.

Zhang Dongming, who had a hundred-meter control, felt that he was already extremely powerful, but on the twenty-fourth day, the chaser of the shadow clone found that he was nothing.

The body curled up like an injured mollusced insect, black smoke rose, and small black signs emerged from the sea of knowledge, wrapping Zhang Dongming firmly, like a chrysalis wrapped in a cocoon ready to turn into a butterfly.

The sharp wind roared, shooting in all directions, and the tornado driven by the powerful cyclone was completely in the sky, and Zhang Dongming was floating with the wind like a dead leaf, and the hundred-meter territory had already been shattered, and even the soul was about to fall silent.

The powerful tornado did not attack Zhang Dongming, but just wrapped him in the wind, and the countless sharp winds were not aimed at Zhang Dongming, but wanted to break this space.

The dark cliff is I don't know how deep it is, but it is an independent space.