The invisible sword wind disturbed the surrounding airflow and turned into a cyclone.

Wang Yue dwells in a cyclone, flying at high speed in the sky.

Unlike modern people on earth who fly in airplanes, the feeling of flying in the sky with one's own abilities is completely different.

The difference is that people with disabilities can walk in wheelchairs, while normal people run on their legs.

It is the same walking, one is trapped in the machine, and the other is free and more free.

It's a pity that it's not daylight, and you can't take in the magnificence of the mountains and rivers under the sky, but the earth under the moonlight and starlight has a unique mystery and magnificence.

Being alone, completely detached from the group, looking down on such magnificence, and looking up at the starry sky that seems to have remained unchanged in ancient times, it is easy to give birth to a sense of loneliness, and I feel that I am so small compared to heaven and earth, and I am really not as small as a drop in the sea and sky.

If you are an ordinary person, but you feel lonely, you often can't stand it and naturally return to the group.

With the light and dust, with the world.

Seeing the sea and the sky, the starry sky, understanding the insignificance of the individual, knowing the cruelty of reality, his actual ability is limited, and his blood will be extinguished by this cold water, and the dream that is too high in the past is like a star emitting a faint starlight in the sky, as soon as he turns back and turns around, he can no longer find it, but his heart is full of excuses for himself.

Reality, the reality is so cruel, and your ability is too small, even if you are powerless to change, it is better to enjoy it both painfully and happily.

This is the mortal world, and the whole society is mostly made up of such people.

However, there are always some people who are different and feel lonely, but they can taste the ultimate delicacy in loneliness.

Is reality cruel? Unrealistic?

However, mankind has entered the modern era of scientific and technological civilization from the primitive era of ignorance precisely because of the unrealistic dreams of a few individuals.

After they understand the so-called cruelty of reality, they base themselves on reality and face difficulties.

So the dreams turned into ideals and were realized one by one.

There are so few people in every era, and countless of these few people have flashed their wisdom, practiced their unrealistic dreams, and then did what was impossible in the eyes of ordinary people. In the end, it drove the entire civilization forward, exuding immeasurable brilliance.

Wang Yue is also one of these few people, but his dreams are personal and more ambitious, but even if he fails several times along the way. Let go of the stereo to taste Li Zongsheng's "Mortal Song", he still came to this day step by step.

And in many failures, tempered his own heart.

After this rebirth, he already understood one thing.

In this world, nothing can knock him down except the irresistible death. There is nothing to stop him in, for anything but life, as long as he lives, can be left behind, abandoned, and restarted at any time if the need arises.

This is an unprecedented state of mind, enough for him to face everything calmly.

Even if your own life is necessary, you can take it out and give it a go.

If you succeed, you will be successful. Go higher and farther, even if it doesn't work, he will die on this road without regrets.

Above the sky, in a trance, Wang Yue recalled his first time.

What was it that led him to this path?

It is probably the moment when my childhood relatives were buried by the loess, and I saw my best memories and the most cherished things with the loess, and I could no longer see, hear, or feel them. The shock of the parting of life and death.

Later, when I read "Journey to the West", I found resonance when the Monkey King was born in Huaguo Mountain and faced the horror of life and death hundreds of years later.

So the Monkey King crossed the sea on a raft without fear of all odds, and he has also embarked on this path to this day.

"Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron. Now we are starting from scratch. ”

Recalling the past and speaking out of the poetry of a great man, Wang Yue's heart became more and more pure and firm.

He will not only fly higher and farther from the beginning.

This time back to the Linan Manor, make a covenant with Huaibo, the path of the higher gods. and it was about to be opened to him.

Just thinking like this, not long after leaving Shangyong, in the far north of the sky, suddenly a large cloud of yellow clouds approached Shangyong at high speed.

"Dusty?"

With the help of the moonlight and starlight, Wang Yue's eagle eye vision penetrated 10,000 meters, and he immediately recognized the spell that Heihu had cast when he escaped that day.

At this time, this Shi Dust Retreat in the sky was much stronger than the black Hu that day.

He didn't borrow a magic weapon, but relied on his own supernatural powers, and used it more freely and powerfully, which seemed to be more than just a retreat.

Wang Yue's eyes froze slightly, and he immediately caught a glimmer of this person's breath.

"Who is comparable to the priest of Huaibo Shangqu in the temple of the landlord of Cai Kingdom?"

His heart was cold, he was an enemy of Cai Guo, and the priest of the landlord of Cai Guo was naturally his enemy.

At this time, the enemy has this power to operate in Huaishang, and it is not good to think about it.

He sensed it a little more, and found that this landlord priest was quite different from the Huaibo priest.

Huaibo is the only way to pass through the Huaishui and its branches and its vicinity with its strength.

The power of its priests is supported by this vein of water.

If it is too far away from the water vein, it will be more difficult for the priest to obtain divine power support from Huaibo, and it will be a great loss in the process.

If it is separated from Huaishang, it is physically and mentally stronger than ordinary people, and it can communicate with Huaibo's consciousness.

Not only the Huaibo priests, but even Huaibo, once they leave their own divine domain, they can't get the support of the power of the divine domain, so they can only rely on the power of the body to fight.

The landlord of Cai is different, the landlord is a god, and the divine domain is not limited to one place, but the earth of the whole world, but where he steps on the earth or hides in the earth, the power is endless.

The landlord priest is in the world, but as long as he is not far from the ground, he can get the support of the landlord's divine power.

Looking at it slightly, Wang Yue's expression narrowed.

At this height, it is much easier to deal with a landlord priest than on the ground.

He glanced at the direction of the landlord priest's flight, his eyes fell on a cloud in the sky, and his body climbed to two hundred zhang at a rapid pace, quietly going to the sky above the clouds from above, and then slowly falling, hiding himself in the clouds, and then secretly accumulating strength outside his body.

Compared to the killing of the warriors of the Skill Strike Battalion in Luli that day, Wang Yue was more mature in the use of this kind of power at this time.

The cyclone around him began to become violent, and with all his full strength, each breath was nearly ten thousand catties of pure power, turning into a sword wind and merging into the cyclone vortex. Due to the characteristics of the vortex, the force is concentrated in the vortex and does not disperse.

As the vortex cyclone grows larger, the accumulated power increases.

It wasn't until he gathered a force dozens of times more than his own strength that finally reached a balance between the power of the vortex cyclone and the power of his output and fusion. It can't continue to climb, but at this time, the power gathered in it is already extremely terrifying.

Wang Yue tried his best to maintain this incomparably powerful vortex of the sword wind, waiting for the arrival of the earth's priest in the depths of the clouds.

A moment later, the dust raised by the landlord's priest gradually turned to the clouds.

Wang Yue made a slight adjustment. The whole cyclone instantly rushed out of the clouds and swept towards him.

"Who?"

A rough voice was released from the dust, and at the same time, a large piece of sand and dust that made up the dust retreat moved sharply in mid-air, turning into a huge human face, and the mouth suddenly opened as he spoke, and the cyclone towards Wang Yue swallowed it.

This landlord priest's earthly escape technique is much more sophisticated than that of Heihu.

Not only can it be used to escape and rush, but it can also be used to defend and attack the enemy with a large amount of sand and dust rolled up by the dust.

Looking at the face of the landlord priest in the dust, the image seems to be fixed, but every piece of dust in it. They are all running at high speeds, colliding and rubbing against other sand and dust, but anything that is caught in them will be ground into powder by this countless sand dust.

"Boom!" There was an extremely strange but continuous strange sound in the sky, and Wang Yue's cyclone collided with the human face.

In an instant, countless strands of force of different sizes and directions were transformed, discharged, and annihilated by each other in the collision.

A large piece of the landlord's priest's face was missing, and Wang Yue's cyclone became smaller.

However, the lack of the face of the landlord priest is that the dusty sand and soil were stirred up by the impact of Wang Yuejian's cyclone, and it was useless before it could be gathered.

Wang Yue's cyclone can be replenished by the power transformed by his mana at any time.

The smaller the cyclone. The smaller the fugitive loss during operation, the easier it is to replenish.

After a dozen breaths, the size of the cyclone was slightly smaller, but the human face formed by the Dust Escape spell was no longer formless.

"Brush!" the landlord priest cut off his tail to survive. Most of the sand and dust were abandoned, and the hidden part fell to the ground with its head buried in it.

The earth is the home of the priest of the land, where there are countless soils, rocks, and dust, and can be supported by the infinite power of the landlord, even if he can't defeat the enemy, he only needs to hide in the earth. Or if he runs away from the ground, who will do anything to him?

Wang Yue immediately gave up the face of the person who was scattered by the cyclone, and used his strength to chase downward.

The landlord priest was unsurprisingly caught up again.

This time, he was completely enveloped by a cyclone, and he didn't even have the ability to escape.

"Who are you who dare to do anything to my landlord priest?"

Wang Yue controlled the cyclone with an expressionless face, tearing and shattering his dusty body again and again, so as to quickly consume the mana that maintained this form.

Before a hundred or ten breaths passed, the power of the dust was scattered.

The figure of the landlord priest appeared in it, and in an instant, it was cut thousands of times by the cyclone formed by the disturbance of the sword wind.

The cyclone that had turned yellow due to the dust was dyed a layer of bright red, and then it was thrown out by Wang Yue.

The cyclone vortex gradually decreased, Wang Yue took a few breaths in the center of the vortex, and sweat was pouring on his forehead, back and all over his body, after all, his body had not yet been refined, and he was still a mortal fetus.

After resting for a while, adjusting his body, and gradually recovering his physical strength, Wang Yue once again controlled the cyclone and went to Lu Li.

Shangyong City, State Guesthouse.

At this time, Cai Xiangying did not rest, but accompanied by Mr. Gongyi, he enjoyed the moonlight in the courtyard, his face was complacent, and he did not see any impact of the afternoon controversy, and there was a landlord priest following behind him.

Suddenly, the priest's face changed several times one after another: "It's not good, the priest of Shangde Yale, who came to Huaishang with me with Yichen before, was beheaded. (To be continued.) )