The breath exhaled by the snake's head, under the blowing of the black wind, fell into the surrounding valley, and suddenly the ground cracked, and one after another hot flames erupted from the ground, reflecting the void with red light and candles, and the dust sprinkled around it was a gray one. Yuan Qingwei looked at it from above, thinking incomparably bleak and cold, mysterious and terrifying.

"What is this?" Yuan Qingwei's complexion changed slightly, and his body retreated dozens of steps.

He had already seen that the flaming magma below was not an ordinary flame, but a poisonous fire similar to the earth's lungs full of earth's evil qi, which could not only melt gold and erode iron. As the poisonous fire condensed by the turbidity and evil qi bred by the earth, this thing is naturally opposed to the true fire of the sun, although it is restrained by the true fire of the sun to a certain extent, but it is also related to the restraint of water and fire.

Now, compared to the poisonous fire that is dense with the void under the blowing and guidance of the black wind, the Three Flames Streamer Clock is like falling into the water tank of a volcano, which can't support much time at all, and Yuan Qingwei naturally chose to retreat.

"Are you okay?" The Lord of the Storm screamed, and the pitch-black storm airflow was three points stronger than just now, rolling up countless magma poisonous fires and turning them into a gathered flame tornado, trying to trap Yuan Qingwei in it.

For a time, the black storm around Yuan Qingwei, with the flying flames, sometimes high and sometimes low, sometimes sparse and sometimes dense, permeated in the void, mixed together, and mingled. Yuan Qing frowned slightly, threw out the Dingkun Hammer, and after suppressing the surrounding flames, the Sancai Guanyun Mirror in his hand rotated, reflecting the void, looking for a way out.

Suddenly, a snake head on the side sprang out and bit Yuan Qingwei's head.

The glow on the three-fire streamer clock is real, and the clouds and mist like fire-burning clouds surround Yuan Qingwei's side, holding the snake's head, so that it can't fall, and the big open mouth seems to be supported by an invisible pole and can't be brought together.

Yuan Qingwei took half a step back, and continued to hold the Sancai Observation Mirror in one hand to reflect the surroundings to prevent a sneak attack, and with the other hand, he waved lightly, turned his palm, shook his long sleeves, and a faint golden light appeared in the long-sleeved shirt, directly stirring the snake's head into powder.

"Proud!" The Lord of the Storm let out another angry howl, and then one by one the snakeheads continued to fly out of the storm, and one of them even directly knocked the Dingkun Hammer into the air.

Yuan Qingwei tried to recall it, but the Lord of the Storm naturally refused, and the two fought in the midst of the Flame Storm.

"Resist! The more you resist, the stronger your power will be, and the stronger I will be when I become a part of me! "The Lord of the Storm rolled up countless flames and storms, consuming the blessing of the Three Flames Streamer Clock on the top of Yuan Qingwei.

At the same time, one by one, snake heads burst out of the storm from time to time, opened their mouths and spewed out streams of venom, turning into poisonous arrows, attacking Yuan Qingwei, trying to drag Yuan Qingwei down.

"I don't know what to say!" Yuan Qingwei, who had the Yuan Origin Realm as a reliant, didn't care about the consumption of mana at all, but the Three Fire Streamer Clock itself had a limit after all.

Just as modern machines can't run at high loads for long periods of time, no matter how powerful the power of the Three Flames Streamer Clock is, it is impossible to maintain a high level of exertion all the time.

Even though Yuan Qingwei's mana was continuously injected into it, the range covered by the glow and the surrounding clouds and mist continued to disappear, and in the end, only a thin layer remained.

"Die!" The Lord of the Storm let out a roar, and more than a dozen snake heads became entangled, turning into a spear and stabbing straight into Yuan Qingwei's chest.

"Damn it's you!" Yuan Qing, whose face was slightly pale, raised his head slightly, and a small doll appeared in his hand, this doll was very rough in workmanship, like a few rags spliced together. But it is very expressive, and anyone can tell at a glance that it is the appearance of the Lord of the Storm.

The slender blood-red needle appeared, and as Yuan Qingwei stretched out his hand, it pierced directly into the doll's eyebrows.

The Lord of the Storm let out a terrible scream, and then a shadow of the Origin Realm suddenly appeared beneath the feet of both sides, and the surrounding flames began to subside, and the shattered ground was healed again. However, it was the suppressive power of the Dingkun Hammer to suppress the condensation of the earth veins of the Origin Realm, and suppressed the tumbling of the underground flames.

At the same time, the four spirit stone slabs appeared around Yuan Qingwei, and the power of the Yuan Origin Realm projected out, and with a flip of his palm, the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon was in his hand, directly facing the head of the Lord of the Storm.

Blood splattered, the head of the Storm Lord exploded directly, and countless Dao Powers flew out, revealing images of magma, storms, tsunamis and other natural disasters around the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, while all kinds of killing aura rolled.

"What is this?" The Dao rules are intertwined with authority, and with the remaining blood of the Lord of the Storm, it turns into a giant monster phantom. This monster has a human body, covered with strange feathers, a pair of wings on its back, and hundreds of snake heads on its shoulders, and the snake eyes of these snake heads are full of fire, and all kinds of natural disasters appear.

When the heads are dancing, they will also collide with each other, making all kinds of indescribable sounds, filled with an incomparably terrifying and ferocious aura.

With his unique image and aura, combined with the authority of the monster lord that he originally exposed, Yuan Qingwei quickly locked the origin of the other party.

"Typhon!"

The father of demons in Greek mythology, in the main world, is also called the king of all demons and the god of demons, and belongs to a member of the titan race in Greek mythology.

According to legend, this guy was taller than a mountain, with a hundred snake heads, covered in feathers, and had a pair of wings.

However, although Typhon's name is terrifying, his strength is relatively average in the legend.

It is not at all an opponent of Zeus, the lord of the Greek gods, and the theft of Zeus's Thunder Scepter and the interruption of his tendons are just stories added by later generations to integrate Egyptian mythology.

In addition, his most powerful thing is his fertility, more than sixty percent of the monsters in Greek mythology are his children, and the remaining thirty percent are either cursed or descended from Aquaman.

In Greek mythology, Typhon was seen as the limit of storms, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and other natural disasters.

But in essence, this guy's power is limited by the eyes, the storm belongs to Zeus and his wife, the tsunami belongs to Poseidon, the king of the sea, and the volcanic eruption is suppressed by Zeus's eldest son, the god of forging.

Only the authority of the earthquake is complete because it is the son of Gaia, the mother of the earth.

So, this guy came to the Egyptian world to condense the rest of the Calamity authority and become the Lord of the Calamity?

Yuan Qingwei felt the gradually increasing authority and power in the Nine Heavens Golden Ribbon, and the rest, whether it was a volcanic eruption or a tsunami, was not perfect, and it was not much different from the legend.

"But ......" Yuan Qingwei's eyes narrowed slightly, and he pulled out a trace of storm breath, in this authoritative breath, Yuan Qingwei felt a very familiar power, that was the breath that directly knocked him out with a thunderbolt after he entered the world.

"In this way, the thunder god who appeared in the upper reaches of the Nile was Zeus!" Yuan Qing smiled and couldn't help but express his admiration for the primordial water god.

What kind of luck does it take to connect with two worlds that are not much different from this world! He is not afraid that the other party will directly invade Egypt Heaven and Earth, seize the authority of Heaven and Earth, and kill him by the way?