Chapter 121: The God of Fire, the strongest god on the surface of the earth in the age of mountains and seas
Da Ashan, shrouded in the cycle of time, is hidden outside the rules of the world.
At this time, the small fishing village had not yet been destroyed, and the old man Xin Zhu sat on a small wooden chair in the courtyard, and the low back of the chair just supported his rickety waist.
"Oh?" Xin Zhu suddenly looked up at the sky, the wind was calm and blue.
The old man raised his eyebrows, "Why did Xiang Liu come to the South China Sea with Zhu Rong, shouldn't he be a minister under Gonggong?" ”
"Hmm, and Feng Bo in front of the Heavenly Emperor, why did he separate from the rain master and come to the Great Wilderness to join the Vulcan camp?"
Xin Zhu muttered to himself, no one saw it, and a flash of divine light suddenly burst out in his cloudy eyes.
After a while, Xin Zhu sat up straight and withdrew his snooping gaze, "I see...... Well, this time it's called the Chosen One? ”
He turned his head to look outside the small courtyard, and an enthusiastic young man was running over happily, "Tsk, what's going on with this guy, it's already a new reincarnation, why is he still there?" ”
The three of them flew over Da Ahsan in an instant, and Nan Jinyu didn't know that he had just passed by his son.
As far as the eye can see, at the end of the vast sea is the junction of dark blue and light gray.
Just past the mountains stretching for thousands of miles in the south, the sea surface is calm and the blue sky is like washing, and after flying for a long time, the scattered white clouds gradually thickened and became a piece.
The sun is blocked by the heavy clouds, and the jewel-blue water appears deep, and the sea surface shakes as a whole when the sea breeze blows.
Eventually, the southern mountains also became a gray line, which could not be used as coordinates to distinguish the direction.
Bai Fei looked around, and could probably judge the direction of their travel according to the direction of the wind, and she couldn't help but look at the people leading the way in front of her a few more times.
Xiang Liu's black brocade robe was blown by the strong wind, and under the thick clouds, there were gloomy lines. He seemed to be navigating with his mobile phone, without thinking at all, very confident, without the slightest hesitation.
Bai Fei couldn't help but wonder if Xiang Liu deliberately led them away from the imperial city, diverted the tiger away from the mountain, and flew as far as possible.
Nan Jinyu didn't think much about it, flying over the sea like this, even if the scenery was monotonous, it was enough to shock the heart.
Once upon a time, she was still the most ordinary retired aunt, and now she can conquer the ocean when she is not flying?
A thought hit his heart, Nan Jinyu suddenly fell into a trance, remembering the picture of the people worshipping in the imperial city, this is ...... God?
She opened her palm and looked at the white and young palm, extremely familiar but slightly distant, rejuvenated, with divine might, this world is so real, even Nanshu is here......
At this point, she finally had a sense of identity as the god of fire, and some sense of responsibility in a high position followed.
"How much longer?" Nan Jinyu asked, and she began to feel anxious about the suffering of the people of the Great Wilderness in Xiangliu's words.
Xiangliu immediately turned around and said respectfully, "It's close, and you can see it in a few more breaths." ”
He pointed ahead, the clouds were lower, the air was getting more humid, the wind was stronger, the sea was rough, the sky was dark, and a huge whirlpool slowly emerged under the canopy.
"Wow!" Nan Jinyu said in surprise, "This is also a tornado?" ”
The sea was swept up into the sky, like a giant column of water connecting the heavens and the earth, and the bottom was thick and wide, comparable to a small island. The sea shrouded the sea like a veil, slowly closing and extending upwards above the clouds.
If you look closely, the giant waterspout is not the color of normal seawater, and the water column is as black as ink, staining the surrounding sea water black!
"Hey, it stinks!" Bai Fei frowned and pinched her nose, the hurricane at the whirlpool sent a violent fishy smell from afar, as if the rotten smell that had swallowed the corpses of countless sea creatures, plus the smell of the poisonous substances that caused their death.
The speed of the sixth-level ability was very fast, the whirlpool was close, and the giant waterspout occupied almost all of the field of vision, which was even more shocking.
Approaching the storm, the water waves roared loudly, and if it was hit by a small splash of water that randomly fell out of the tornado of this hurricane that occupied the world, it must have felt like a multi-ton truck crashing and crushing.
Nan Jinyu saw that Xiangliu was still flying straight towards this natural disaster, and couldn't help asking, "Are we going to go through?" ”
Xiang Liu raised her eyebrows in a place she couldn't see, her eyes were dark and mocking, as if she was there, but her tone was still respectful, "Lord Red Emperor, the islanders mentioned below are in this whirlpool, waiting for you to bring them out of the suffering of the poisonous sea!" ”
"What!" Nan Jinyu's voice was high, and knowing the destination, he simply left Xiangliu and rushed towards the terrifying giant waterspout at full speed!
The terrifying firepower was fully mobilized, and the energy around Nan Jinyu's body surged, and the dark red lines on the ancient god's feather robe turned from red to gold with the power that erupted on her body, dragging a dazzling and powerful dark golden streamer in the storm and thunder.
Far beyond the speed of the sixth level, it passed by Xiang Liu in an instant, and the ill-intentioned expression on Xiang Liu's face froze, and he looked at the woman who crashed into the whirlpool storm like a comet trailing in shock!
The violent hurricane and the thousands of waves of water could not get close to the streamer, as if they were fearing the gods, and avoided it as if they were in awe of the gods, making way for the Red Emperor.
As everyone knows, it was forced open by the energy pressure on Nan Jinyu's body!
This is also known as god-level coercion.
The strength of the god of fire is terrifying!
Xiang Liu was shocked by Nan Jinyu, her speed was a lot slower, and Bai Fei couldn't keep up with Nan Jinyu, but she flew to Xiang Liu's side and stared at him, and sure enough, she saw the extremely shocked look on Xiang Liu's face, as if her cognition had been subverted.
It was an unexpected, unexpected, staggered attempt to be undermined.
Bai Fei snorted coldly in his heart, it was in vain to play any scheming in front of Sister Jinyu.
Also shocked with Xiang Liu were the two divine dragons flying on the side, the huge dragon's eyes were full of fear, no wonder Nan Jinyu was as easy as playing when he beat them, daring them to be worthy of letting Nan Jinyu be serious at all......
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Through a terrible hurricane that can sweep the sea water up to an altitude of 10,000 meters, and a heavy ton of water that can crush everything with its penetrating power, the center of the whirlpool storm actually appears on land.
Compared to the terrible wind and waves outside, the eye of the storm is calm, the dark waves wash and erode the edge of the land, and the irregular reef on the shore is blackened, slowly brittle under the impact of the waves.
The land was polluted by black sea water for 100 meters, and further into the center, you could finally see the dwarf grass with scorched leaf tips and the dilapidated woods that were not too dense.
This is an island whose vitality is about to run out.
There was little living creature to be seen on the island, and occasionally weakly swimming snakes and insects crawled across the grass, exposed by the wind blowing the dead grass to the ground.
Sou! ——
A long wooden spear pierced through the air, nailing the exposed snake into the dirt, and the little snake was not violently struggling in pain.
A thin and pale boy ran out of the sparse forest, pulled out a wooden gun, pinched the little snake, skillfully flicked his arm, and the snake body instantly pumped through the air like a whip, and did not move.
The young man looked at the prey in his hand, his expression relaxed slightly, but his face was still full of worry.
The prey swimming in the periphery did not know if it was polluted by the poisonous sea, he carefully examined it, but fortunately, the little snake looked so weak because it had not eaten, and it was not contaminated.
But this little food is not enough to satisfy your stomach, let alone share it with others.
The fruits in the mountains and forests have long been eaten, and after the poisonous sea seals the island, even if new fruits are produced, they will become more and more astringent, and finally only the shriveled fruit pits remain, if there is no more to eat, he and his sister will soon starve to death.
"Wuheng!"
An older male voice came from the woods.
The young man turned around, "Uncle Wa, why are you here?" ”
The man looked forty or fifty years old, and when he walked, he was facing the strong wind on the seaside, and every step was tilted to the right, and his legs and feet were not very convenient.
"You're at the edge of the poisonous sea again!" The man said angrily, "If the sea water hits and you can't dodge, it will be a bad end!" ”
After the man said that, he saw the little snake in the young man's hand, and he couldn't blame it for a while, and sighed with a sad face.
Heaven is desperate, time is not with me, and no matter how much mortals struggle, it is only a little time to delay their demise.
They, and the small island they had lived on for generations, would soon be swallowed up and drowned by the poisonous sea.
It's a pity that these young children, Uncle Wa's eyes are full of compassion when he looks at the boy.
The boy walked back and grabbed the man's arm, "Let's go back." ”
Wu Heng and Uncle Wa turned and retreated back into the sparse but safe woods.
The boy looked up to the northeast of the island, where the terrain stretched upward, and the farther away from the poisonous sea, the denser the woods became.
Behind a slanting shade of greenery are steeply rising mountain peaks, like a jade sword pointing diagonally to the sky in the eyes of the safety of this whirlpool storm.
"Uncle," the young man looked fixedly at the top of the mountain, his eyes became more resolute, and he said like a boat, "On our own, we can't do it anymore, I want to go up the mountain and ask God!" ”