Chapter 20 The right image is short, and arson and burning of forests are calculated
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's late again.
"Force," the sound of the sword qi bursting resounded in the ears, and the huge sword qi turned into countless small sword qi, forming a whirlwind, and every time it turned, it was a sound of "expansion".
The storm swirled and scattered into a violent wind, and countless sharp blades broke through the air, like snakes and rattans.
A wisp of breeze blew, and then rolled up the wild land, and Lu Ming shot out angrily. The howling wind in the sky blew away the vast sea of clouds and mist.
Ye Junsheng waved his flag, the apricot yellow true fire was rekindled, and he rushed towards the place where the ancient wood was foggy, Lu Ming hesitated slightly, but he still waved his fan and blessed it on the real fire, thinking that it was not the time for him to be awkward.
Fire borrows the power of the wind, whether it is momentum or power is more than ever.
The fire was pervasive, the apricot yellow real fire, the light blue wind howled, scorching the tree whiskers, and then slowly spreading in all directions. The earth cracked, and a large number of tree roots were exposed to the air, the thinnest of which was as thick as an arm, writhing like a giant python. The flames rolled and turned to ashes.
Something let out a sharp and piercing howl, the dry and cracked scorched earth trembled, and more tree roots sprouted from the ground, like a giant python ascending to the sky, actively stained with flames, with the intention of dying with the enemy.
"It's really Grandma Poplar. Ye Junsheng's eyes flickered, although this tree monster was already at the end of the tree, but its size was too large, and the fog was pervasive, it almost felt like he couldn't see his five fingers, and the Yuanjing Sword was not suitable here. When the wind volcanic forest is in full swing, all of them will be burned.
Thinking about this section, I didn't care about saving spiritual power, the true yuan around my body exploded, the Xuan fetus was running at full strength, the Tianyuan Bagua Flag was whirring in the air, and the apricot yellow true fire was all over the body. The sound of the wind resounded, and the flames around Ye Junsheng were fueled by the wind, and suddenly rose dozens of feet, soaring into the sky.
In the fierce wind, the sky spread, and the sharp screams reached the ears, taking a deep breath, the Tianyuan flagpole, which was originally white and jade, was dyed into the color of flames, and the face of the gossip banner also turned red, as if a big day had risen, surging, and then, boundless flames poured out. Shout,
"Lu Ming. ”
In normal times, Ye Junsheng called him by his name like this, not to mention that he had done a game, he would immediately turn his face, but this was the best time to kill this unknown tree monster, if he lost it, it was almost impossible to create this result again.
I saw Lu Ming raise his hand and point, and the silver dragon's front paws grabbed the banana fan and continued to fan the wind. Then, he took out a true talisman, ran the true element, changed the technique, changed the true talisman and shook it at the most violent part of the flames, and the light blue light in the vast mist lit up and crisscrossed it.
Ye Junsheng was shocked in his heart, he originally thought that Lu Mingshi's display was like the Great Five Elements True Talisman, using fire to help the momentum, and burning the dense forest with absolute power. Although this is simple, it consumes a lot of true elements, and this talisman should be fixed and tracked. Locate all the roots and tendrils of the Jungle Tree Monster.
Fine operation, burning the dense forest, Lu Ming only needs to maintain such a wind size, the loss of true yuan is reduced, and although Ye Junsheng also reduces the consumption of true yuan, the operation of firepower, the mental loss is greater.
"Arrogant also has arrogant capital, which is really underestimated, and it is almost calculated if it is not very good. ”
Ye Junsheng threw the Tianyuan Bagua Flag, inserted it in the light blue spider web, stretched out his finger a little, and the fire in the sky was immediately attached to the flag.
The shape of the earthquake and Xun hexagram lit up, turning into the shape of the hexagram of separation, and with the help of the wood spiritual power of the tree monster itself, the fire was burned, and the apricot yellow real fire revealed a little bit of golden light, like a golden black dancing in the sky, and the bright light was like the sun.
After a while, the pale blue spider web glow turned fiery red.
This space was originally only foggy, but now it is filled with a gray fog, and the trees that have not yet turned to ashes have become completely black and carbonized. Hidden in the gray fog, it makes a crackling sound.
"The time has come, the morning light is faint, the day is clear, and there is fog by the river. Winter is coming, you need to prepare jackets, be careful of candles......"
Ye Junsheng put away the flag, and inexplicably, he suddenly remembered Toutuo, who walked the streets and alleys in Linzhou City every day. With the Buddhist sound they usually practiced, they reported the time to the neighbors, called early, and predicted the weather, and in this tense atmosphere, they couldn't help but smile and laugh to themselves.
"What's wrong. ”
In this hellish scene, Ye Junsheng's weird smile was extremely abrupt, and he was noticed by Yuan Jing and asked.
"Nothing. Ye Junsheng shook his head and smiled, and said, "It's just that there are some things from the past." ”
Yuan Jing didn't ask again. Kendo cultivation is like this, silent. When talking to people, as long as the topic is cut off, never talk about it again. She took up a different topic and asked, "Where are we going now?" ”
Ye Junsheng looked around, and a fire burned the dense forests and waterfalls, and he couldn't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest. The gray mist is filled, changing into a magnificent and mysterious shape, the fog is misty, and there are strange clouds faintly visible, like countless giant beasts lurking in it.
Ye Junsheng's mind was released, and everywhere he went, it was only one or twenty zhang. frowned, his eyes revealed a faint blue light sword light, he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, exhausting his eyesight, but it was only quite in the gods.
"Like saying, with the wind, Xun. The gentleman acts with deuteronomy. Lu Ming's words sounded, and there was arrogance in his words that could not be concealed, and the popularity was based on the topography, environment, and natural situation, so he obeyed and depended. ”
Speaking of later, Lu Ming's voice, like the wind, was all around, parallel to the wind in the sky, the wind was howling, and the gray fog was clutched. In the sharp places, it whistles by, and in the low places, it reverberates.
Suddenly, the wind stopped, Lu Ming opened his eyes, raised his hand and pointed to the right: "This way." Nodding to the two of them, he walked with his feet up.
"Positive: Redeem the shortage. The hexagram means that the two yang lines are at the bottom and the yin line is at the top. Ye Junsheng said in his heart: "Sure enough." ”
smiled and followed with Yuan Jing.
After a while, a light breeze blew by chance, and a dead leaf on the charred branch was shaken, and with a slight tremble, it fell from the branch. Fluttering with the wind.
A moment later, before it could continue to float down, a thick emerald hand clamped it between its fingers and sighed faintly.
"In the past, I survived because of you. Today you are burned because of me. ”
Crushing the dead leaves, with a flick of his sleeves, dozens of rattans gushed out of the soil, and a person sat in the middle, he looked like a middle-aged madman addicted to wine, tall and thin, and his face was sallow. It was the only intact corpse.
The owner of the emerald color arm had a complicated complexion, waved his hand, and the Baihui acupuncture points on the top of the middle-aged maniac's head opened widely, turning into a ray of light and escaping into it.
After a while, the middle-aged madman opened his eyes, his eyes flashed, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on his face, as if he was happy and sad, indescribably weird.
Standing up, stepping forward, as if trying to move, before he could react, he tripped his front foot on his hind foot, stumbled suddenly, and almost fell into a.
It was easy to stabilize his body, and in his eyes, he couldn't help but show a look of melancholy.
"Alas. ”
A faint sigh, a bitter meaning from the heart for no reason.
"This is my own original flesh. ”