No screams, no struggles.

When this behemoth smashed on Mihor and exploded, this unrivaled demigod who once rampaged the Senluo Continent was finally completely dead.

As large clouds of ash fell from the sky, everything vanished at this time.

With a sneer on the corner of his mouth, Roger silently walked over, trying to find Mihor's storage ring, but he didn't know if he could save it.

It's just that after an exhaustive search for a while, Roger gave up.

It is estimated that the storage ring may have melted in the high temperature formed at the moment of the explosion just now, and there is no trace of it at all.

It's a pity, it's a pity.

This is a demigod, and it's a shame that the storage ring knows how many good things are hidden in it, and it's so gone.

Roger stretched his arm vigorously and looked around.

From beginning to end, even if Mihor, the favorite of the Lord of the Storm, was a demigod ***, he did not see the Lord of the Storm.

It seems that it is impossible to attract the Lord of Storms with this trick.

The Storm Lord would rather watch his dependents die on the spot than take action himself, which frustrated Roger's hopes of trying to find the location of the Storm Lord.

It's a shame.

However, this also shows that the situation of the Storm Lord must be very bad now, otherwise the Storm Lord would never be like this.

"Hey, forget it, forget it." Roger muttered and waved his hand.

It didn't take long for a flame to fly over, who was it not the immortal bird?

This immortal bird still looks like a thief, and that look makes Roger's heart unhappy for a while, and he raised his hand and knocked on the immortal bird's head.

"Where did you just run away?"

"Lao Tzu fought with Mihor, and I didn't see you come to help, if you were willing to help, Mihor would have been killed by us a long time ago, and I wouldn't have been beaten by Mihor for thousands of meters."

Roger reprimanded angrily.

Ah Huo shook his head, constantly trying to dodge Roger's fist, and his mouth was still vibrating: "What are you talking about?"

"Obviously, you can do it alone, *** why do you want to make a move, I have just finished Nirvana, although I still retain a little strength." The voice of the immortal bird was very loud, as if he was afraid that others would not hear it: "But this little bit of power, first, is not much, and secondly, it will be gone when it is used up, and unlike you who can recover when your strength is used up, I don't want to become a turkey that may be *** off at any time."

"Alright, alright, I know you're hell-bent on killing the Lord of the Storm." Ah Huo raised one of his wings and patted it lightly on Roger's shoulder, and persuaded with the look of a person who had come over to persuade him, "But how can the Lord of the Storm be so easily killed? If it really were that simple, it would have been so simple, 27,000 years ago, Lao Tzu was not as simple as blinding the Lord of the Storm with one eye, I had already made him scattered, and could I still let that old immortal live until now?"

"I know, the Lord of the Storm must be miserable now, but a god is a god after all, and no matter how miserable a god is, it's not something a demigod like you can fight against, don't look at how easy it is for you to destroy Mihor, if you really meet a god, your little ability is not enough to see."

"That is, the old tortoise of the Lord of the Storm, may have been frightened during the War of the Gods, and curled up like a tortoise and was unwilling to show his face, otherwise the Lord of the Storm would really come out, and the unlucky ones would definitely be the two of us."

"But that's normal."

Ah Huo's voice became louder and louder: "After all, at the time of the original war of the gods, the Lord of the Storm was the most cowardly, and if it wasn't for the help of the *** of the Eternal Scorching Sun, he would have been killed by Lao Tzu a long time ago."

"You want to use my saliva to seduce that thing now, absolutely impossible, with that guy's cowardly personality, he will never take any risks."

After a brief pause, Ah Huo's loud voice sounded again:

"Speaking of which, I really didn't expect my saliva to be

Lift the curse from that kid and restore it to its original ......."

"It's me."

The immortal bird was triumphant.

Roger also took out the glass bottle again, and put it in front of his eyes to observe it carefully, as if it was the same bottle, but the liquid in it seemed to be a little bit more: "Really, if I hadn't seen that guy recover with my own eyes and the curse was completely removed, I wouldn't have thought that you would just spit two mouthfuls of saliva, it's so powerful."

"It's like a chicken I raised 30,000 years ago."

"Phew, what the hell...... Lao Tzu is now an immortal bird, and he still treats me as a chicken, and I am anxious with you."

Roger and Ah Huo chattered, bickering as they prepared to leave the place.

Roger had recovered and set up a spatial door in front of him.

Half of his feet had even stepped into the door of the Space.

It's about to disappear before you see it...... At this moment, something happened suddenly.

Crackling!

A bolt of lightning slid in front of Roger.

The speed was too fast, and Rao couldn't react at all with Roger's strength, and his body was immediately paralyzed because he was hit by lightning, and his body was convulsed.

The right hand holding the glass bottle was a little out of control, and with a shake of the hand, the glass bottle immediately flew into the air.

Then, with a whirl, a hurricane swept up the sky and swept over the dust.

The fine grains of sand hit his body, and it hurt hotly, Rao is Roger's extremely sturdy body, and he felt that he was about to be drilled out of countless tiny holes by the sand.

The immortal bird even subconsciously spread its wings and buried its head directly into the roots of its wings.

The wind was so terrifying that neither Roger nor Ah Huo could resist it, and even maintaining his body became quite reluctant, and his body was shaky, as if he might be swept away by a hurricane at any time.

Even the door to space opened by Roger collapsed in the raging hurricane.

The only thing to be thankful for is that the wind did not last long, and in just a few seconds, peace was restored to the heavens and the earth.

When Roger finally opened his eyes, the immortal bird finally stuck its head out from under the wings, and looked around, the terrain had already changed, and there was a huge mound in front of him.

The doors of space shattered piece by piece, and were destroyed directly in the hurricane.

Roger's newly recovered body was once again full of cracks, and when the hurricane roared past, even Roger's indestructible body could not resist, and it was cut out of long scars, and the flesh turned out.

This destructive power is more than a notch stronger than the wind summoned by Mihor before.

Where the wound is, the granulation grows rapidly.

In a short time, Roger was completely restored.

In his hand, the glass bottle containing the saliva of the immortal bird has long since disappeared.

It is difficult for Roger and Ah Huo, who can evoke such a terrifying wind, tear Roger's skin and flesh, destroy the door of space, and suppress it......

This is definitely not something that can be achieved in the realm of demigods.

Gods, only true gods can do this.

There's no doubt that the Storm Lord guy has finally made a move.

I don't know if it's because I heard the conversation between Roger and Ah Huo, I can't stand Ah Huo's contempt for me, or I am sure that even if I have a broken body, I still have the power to suppress Roger and Ah Huo, all in all, the Lord of the Storm has finally made a move.

Perhaps the Lord of the Storm also understood that even if he was far superior to these two guys, it would not be easy to kill them all.

For the Storm Lord, who was seriously injured, he was clearly unwilling to waste his time and energy at this time.

That's why the Lord of the Storm did nothing but take the glass bottle with him. ap.

The monstrous hurricane was more like a response from the Lord of the Storm to the immortal birds, indicating that he was not so cowardly and powerless.

The saliva of the immortal bird is comparable to any miracle medicine.

If the Lord of Storms really takes it, maybe it is possible to heal from the injuries on his body for many years.

But in the eyes of Roger and Ah Huo, there was no disappointment, horror, or anger at all, only a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

It seems that the Lord of the Storm has been watching the movement here.

After knowing that the last pope had completely removed the curse and his injuries were intact, he couldn't help but do it after all.

Glancing at Ah Huo, Roger immediately reopened the door of space, and the figures of the two quickly disappeared over the long-defunct Holy City.

Holy.

The tall body of the Lord of the Storm still haunts here.

Even though the Holy Mountain has been bombarded by the two Great Ivans, the mountain has long since collapsed, and the Lord of the Storm has never left.

Just as Roger had speculated, even without Mihor as a favorite, the Lord of the Storm had been keeping an eye on the movement from beginning to end.