The metal panels closed tightly, blocking the ceiling, and a special liquid seeped out, painting the walls a metallic silver glow, and the cool-toned lights illuminated the space.

Cylindrical metal platforms rise from the white jade floor, and there are three solid wood round tables on each side of the red carpet, and behind the round tables, there are hundreds of cylindrical platforms.

Hundreds of cylindrical platforms rise to occupy the 3,000-square-meter open area of this luxurious palace.

A small diamond-shaped light on a cylindrical platform lights up, forming a light blue pillar of light with wooden chairs and human figures.

Stereoscopic projection!

From white men in crisp suits, to black men with white turbans, to yellow men in stand-up collars and long shirts, the distinctive styles of clothing indicate that everyone who comes here represents a different country.

At this moment, in this unique conference room, there are many discussions, and hundreds of people are arguing about several topics.

This is an urgent and important meeting, and the decisions of the meeting are likely to determine the course of human destiny.

"Everyone." Michael in front of the round table had to clap his hands to attract many eyes to himself, "The only goal and meaning of the existence of the rookie is to solve the problem of the sword tomb, please believe in the rookie, the rookie has the ability to solve the problem this time, and please also believe in the Lord of the Wind, the Lord of the Wind will definitely be able to stop the Wind King Palace." ”

"If the Lord of the Wind could stop the Wind King Palace, there would be no such situation." Someone spoke, "Tower Lord, it won't be long before the sky will turn blue throughout Asia, and those ghost-like things have already caused panic among the people. ”

"That's why I urgently convened the Destiny Xuan Meeting, it is the purpose and proposition of the rookie to fight the elements with the elements, and I always think that Mo Kaize is the best choice to solve this problem at present." Michael gives his opinion.

"Tower Master, I don't agree with your words, you can't put the lives of billions of people on one person." There was opposition.

"I think so too." There are those who support the naysayers.

"That's right."

"Yes."

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Michael explained: "Listen to me, Mo Kaize is the Lord of the Wind, even if he can't kill the Wind King Palace, he will definitely be able to suppress the Wind King Hall in the end. As long as the perpetrators are suppressed, all this will disappear. ”

"Lord Johnson, no one can guarantee this, and the lives of the people cannot allow us to be sloppy." On the side of the round table, a middle-aged man with an elegant face said.

Michael was silent, the man was right, he couldn't guarantee that all of this would disappear with the suppression of the Wind King's Temple.

The only thing he was sure of was that Mo Kaize could suppress the Wind King Hall even if he was the worst, which was the confidence he had to say what he had just said.

"It's not appropriate to directly launch the 'backhand operation' and the 'revenge plan', after all, it hasn't reached that point yet." The man paused for a moment and said, "The rookie's purpose and proposition can't be changed easily, but it can't be completely relied on by the elements, just in case, I suggest that 'Backhand Action' and 'Revenge Plan' go into a pre-launch state." ”

Michael nodded: "Everyone, let's vote." ”

Just make sure to let the Wind Lord try it first, and everything is within his acceptable range. But to be honest, even if he was on the side of the Lord of the Dao Sword, he was not completely optimistic about Mo Kaize.

In the rookie's file, the confrontations between the Lord of the Dao Sword and the Wang Palace all ended with the Lord of the Dao Sword paying a terrible price. He didn't want this tragedy to happen again at his hands, but he didn't have the power to change his fate, and the only thing he could do was pray.

After some contemplation, a young woman with long fuchsia hair took the lead in raising her hand: "I agree. ”

"If the Lord of the Wind can't solve this problem, the Bright Sun Armament can be put into battle as soon as possible, and the pre-activation state is indeed the best precaution." The white woman in the goose yellow dress also raised her hand.

A burly man in a black suit raised his hand.

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In the side hall of the palace, a petite Chinese girl sits quietly on a chair, peeling oranges in her hands, and her two ponytails swaying gently with the movements of her hands.

It looks like the girl is a well-behaved sister next door, but everyone in the club knows that this is an illusion, too fake to be fake.

Fang Xiaolan looked at the photos and videos from various regions of Asia in the projection, without exception, they were all cyan sky, as well as the so-called ghosts and ghosts.

She didn't need an instrument to know that the wind element in Asia would be terrifyingly strong, and the most direct result would be frequent storms.

However, the frequency of storms can only be considered the most inconspicuous disasters at the moment.

She was waiting for the end of the Destiny Xuan Meeting, the last Destiny Xuan Meeting was a year and a half ago, when the Water King Palace escaped, and the last Destiny Xuan Meeting was forty years ago, and there was no her at that time.

After peeling the skin, she put the orange back on the fruit bowl, but she left the orange peel. Placing the orange peel in front of her nose, she sniffed the fragrance.

This is a habit she has developed since she was a child, saying that it is good or not, but it is not bad to say that it is not bad, and the fragrance of orange peel mixed with light acid can make her spirit very relaxed.

It didn't take long for the bright bald head to appear under the white swaying light, perhaps it should be said that the white swaying bald head appeared under the bright light, and the bald head with excessive reflection was brighter than the light.

"Your head is shaking in my eyes." Fang Xiaolan said lightly.

"Sorry, I rubbed the oil." Michael touched his bald head, dimming it bright.

"The result?" Fang Xiaolan asked.

"Same as you think." Michael sat down in a chair next to him, picked up a banana and began peeling it.

"Then it's time for me to go, this is the first time I've performed a mission of this level." Fang Xiaolan stretched, threw the orange peel on the table, and stood up.

"You buy oranges is the biggest waste." Throwing the orange peel and banana peel into the garbage tray, Michael took a bite of the banana, he was normal, and the banana peel didn't smell too much for him.

"Oranges can calm me, can you?" Fang Xiaolan glanced at him, "Are you worth more than oranges?" ”

"Uh-you should go." Michael, who was dumbfounded, took half a day to squeeze out a sentence.

Picking up the white coat on the back of the chair and putting it on her shoulder, Fang Xiaolan walked outside.

Looking at the petite back in a white T-shirt and denim shorts, Michael reminded loudly: "It's just a pre-start state, you don't want to start it directly!" ”

"Call Grandma."

"Auntie...... Milk...... Milk. ”

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"When the realm of the wind is formed, the world coincides, the elements reflect reality, and the subjects of the Evil revive, the undead fire carrying hatred will burn the entire continent!" A faint voice rang in Mo Kaize's ears.

The sound came from the "Wind God", and the powerful force of annihilation caused the space around it to faintly show signs of disintegrating.

Looking at the "Wind God" with the power to destroy the world, Mo Kaize's eyes flashed with blue light, and his gaze penetrated the layers of dark cyan and fell on the girl sitting on the gorgeous throne.

[Upanishads: Oblivion]!

The murmur of death, the withering of flowers, and the dense and esoteric cyan veins stretched from shoulder armor to chest armor and then downward.

When the lines were all over the battle armor, the cyan color dimmed, and the suffocating and dangerous aura caused the void to vibrate, and all things that dared to offend were disintegrated by the terrifying annihilation force.

The cyan armor glowed with lustre, and the dark cyan lines full of spirituality swam around on the armor like a square pattern on the spine of the sword, and the blue light filled the eyes, and the short cyan hair also emitted a faint light.

The spirit condensed into a point, the dangerous aura was instantly restrained, the cyan barb behind the tail finger rotated slightly, and the tall figure stood high in the air, enjoying the joyful shout of the wind.

Peak state, this is definitely the peak state of Mo Kaize!

A dark cyan light flashed from the projection, and everyone in the command, including Andrey, was stunned, what did they see?

A sword light, a dark cyan sword light comparable to the sky.

100 meters? Kilometer? Is that guy trying to split the sky?

In the midst of many gazes, the dark cyan sword light streaked across the sky and slashed towards the god-like "Wind God".

The god cracked in silence, and the huge dark cyan pillar of wind was split by the sword light that cut the sky into a narrow gap, like a bloody cut in the abdomen by a scalpel, and the gentleman who tore everything also tasted torn apart.

Through the opening, you can vaguely see the scene in the belly of the gods, and unlike the imaginary chaos and danger, the soft blue light sprinkles into every corner, bringing people the longing for peace and tranquility, which is a paradise-like place.

Mo Kaize turned into a cyan streamer, pulling down slender traces of light between the dim heaven and earth, like a demon breaking free from hell, and rushed into the belly of the god.

"Mokaiser is also a ...... Half a god. Andrei whispered to himself, "My student...... Became a god. ”

There was no wind or rain, and the cyan light floated in the air towards the soft feathers, and the sky was cyan, but not a dark cyan, but a bright cyan.

Compared to the extreme weather and environment outside, this is truly a paradise.

The eye of the typhoon is a paradise in hell.

It is surrounded by a dark cyan wind curtain, like a natural barrier, completely isolating the evil of hell from the outside.

The majestic cyan platform is suspended in the air, and on the gorgeous throne, a long shadow sits on it, with white legs together, and jade hands supporting the tilted head, like an empress who reigns over the world.

"Do you think you can beat me?" Wan Yan Zhen'er looked at Mo Kaize and chuckled, the blue light in the vertical pupils formed a pattern, rotating counterclockwise, very strange, "You are wrong, you just have the capital to fight for your life, that's all." ”

"That's enough." Mo Kaize responded indifferently, his perception was wrong, this was the real hell, the hell that belonged to him.

"Well, when I break your elemental armor, the embarrassment of not being clothed will make you sober." Wanyan Zhen'er's figure was illusory and disappeared above the throne.

Bang!

Mo Kaize was hit hard, and his figure turned into a blue light and fell out, slamming into the dark cyan wind curtain, his chest armor was dented, and the light was dim.

Retracting her slender jade legs, her neon dress danced, and Wanyan Zhen'er floated back to the high platform, and at the same time raised her right hand: "It's time for this piece of heaven and earth to receive the baptism of the 'Wind God'." ”

With the snap of his fingers with the slender jade hand, the "Wind God" that had been stagnant moved again, although the speed was slow, but where it passed, the sea water and clouds ...... Everything is disintegrating.

Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the cyan pupils burst out, the dark cyan air flow flowed around the body, the dark cyan lines moved to the chest, and the sunken chest armor returned to its original state.

Airplanes!

A stunning dark cyan sword light slashed towards the high platform, and Mo Kaize followed, and the [Dao Sword Dust Crown] emitted a crisp sword sound.

Hazy sleeves waved, and dark cyan wind blades flew out from the wind curtain in all directions, shooting towards the sword light.

A large piece of wind blade neutralized the stunning sword light, and the remaining wind blade slashed towards Mo Kaize with the power of annihilation.

The forward rush did not stop in the slightest, and Mo Kaize let the wind blade fall on the battle armor.

Clang! Clang! Clang......

The sound of metal crashing sounded one after another, and the wind blade slammed into the battle armor, leaving only inconspicuous scratches, and the force of annihilation was completely ineffective.

The dark cyan lines moved, the scratches disappeared, and the armor took on a new look.

After Yan Zhen'er jumped back, the blade covered with thin thorns slashed on the high platform, and the cracks spread on the platform like a spider's web, and with a loud bang, one-fifth of the high platform exploded, turning into a blue point of light.

"You have a sword, don't you?" The dark cyan light saber appeared in his hand, and Wan Yan Zhen'er shot out, and the same amazing dark cyan sword light slashed out.

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Temporary Command.

Even without using a telescope, Andre in front of the window could clearly see that the huge dark cyan body of the "Wind God" flashed with darker dark cyan light from time to time.

Obviously, the battle inside began, a life-and-death duel between good and evil, a battle that decided the fate of billions of people.

His hands clenched involuntarily, and fine beads of sweat came out of his palms that had been washed with sweat several times.

'Report!' Aeolus' moved! Four kilometers from Chongming Island! The staff suddenly shouted.

"The fixed-wave machine takes off! Enhanced Elemental Gathering Cannon, Elemental Conduction Turret Charge! Target "Aeolus", stop it at all costs! Andrei roared and gave the order.