In fact, in normal times, the wind worshipper is an official position with no real power, and it is not taken seriously.

Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture when the whole country was in danger, the Holy Monarch actually summoned this ordinary Bai Chongyuan.

Everyone's eyes were staring at Bai Chongyuan all of a sudden, if you want to say this Bai Chongyuan, in fact, his son is Bai Yan who just died in the Black Axe Auction House not long ago.

Bai Chongyuan was originally a little crazy and weird, and after experiencing the pain of losing his son when Bai Yan was killed, he was even more indifferent to everything around him.

"Have you done what you have been tasked with?" Yan Sheng stared at Bai Chongyuan and asked.

"Hmm. Bai Chongyuan's fugue-like expression made him seem absent-minded.

Although he replied briefly, Yan Sheng still trusted him very much, and said to him again: "Take it out." ”

Bai Chongyuan nodded with his waist bent, and took out a precision copper lamp from his sleeve.

The bronze lamp is in the shape of a python, and a suspended copper ball erupts from the python's mouth.

As soon as the copper lamp was shot, wisps of white mist suddenly floated around, drilling into the round hole in the abdomen of the copper python, and every wisp of drilling into it, there was water vapor attached to the copper ball, and it fell one point to the python's mouth.

Many people have seen Bai Chongyuan's bronze lamp, which is used to measure the climate, but they don't know what is wrong with using it here.

Everyone watched the changes around the copper lamp, and as the water vapor fell the copper ball gradually heavy, suddenly, the copper ball "snapped" and fell into the mouth of the copper python.

Yan Sheng Huo Ran got up, led the general to stride towards the outside of the Canghan Palace, and said impressively: "Go to war!"

"Go to war!" As soon as the word Yan Sheng shouted loudly in his mouth, the canopy of black clouds outside the Canghan Palace pressed the city, and the dragon-like white shadow slashed down the clouds, and it was originally countless thick pillars of lightning light, rushing in the ocean above the clouds!

Outside the clouds, like ten thousand horses transiting, the huge thunder of "boom-boom" followed by lightning, shining the stormy sky and earth brightly!

Yan Sheng'e was dressed and ready to go, he carried the Heavenly Bow in his arm, and strode towards the outside of the Canghan Palace, looking at Huo Ran's drastic changes, but the battle-hardened generals behind Yan Sheng were confused, but they followed the Holy Monarch step by step.

Bai Chongyuan, who looked crazy, staggered behind everyone, his waist was stiff and straight, and his legs were bent into a semicircle at this time, and the whole person was like a knotted tree root.

only heard the sound of "kicking", the copper lamp in Bai Chongyuan's hand turned into a copper rod nearly two meters long, Bai Chongyuan was supported by a copper staff, his legs were folded quickly, and he suddenly rushed to the front of everyone.

Bai Chongyuan stood on the top of the plateau, the Yitian staff pointed vertically at the sky, the wind galloped and the tip of the cane was drawn, and the boundless wind raged and rolled, blowing the sky full of gray clouds and chaos......

Bai Chongyuan held his staff in both hands, his pupils suddenly turned cloudy gray, and he suddenly let out a hoarse roar that erupted from the depths of his body: "The wind goes from the dragon and the cloud to the tiger, and it is like a heavenly fight!"

On the sky, the vast ocean of clouds was held up like pebbles, as if it was being plucked by an invisible giant hand, and it was piled up in all directions in an orderly and rapid manner......

The ocean suddenly burst the embankment, instantly filling the huge ravine in the center of the sea of clouds, and for a while, there were four turbulent huge rivers, rolling suspended in the sky!

"Click-" There is a loud sound, the wind and thunder are combined, the electricity is even more dramatic, the sky is bright and dark, and the flow is endless!

At the four corners of the heavenly wall, four huge figures depicted by electric light suddenly appeared, and Bai Chongyuan, the wind worshipper, stirred up the wind and clouds, and assisted the four elders to drag the eastern, southern, western, and northern Tianhe to the central confluence!

The mighty heavenly river is like the wind and clouds, swallowing the sky completely, and the four rivers are connected, and suddenly like the dragon's mouths that bite each other, the waves are turbulent, condensed into a huge river that spans the sky and rolls like ink!

Yan Sheng stood against the wind, his figure was as dashing as a pine, he tried his best to shoot the Heavenly Bow at the Zenith Giant River, and there was a loud cracking sound of the ocean breaking the embankment, which shook the entire Hanging River!

A vast waterfall falling from the sky to the east of the Hanging River, the loud sound of the high cliff breaking penetrated from the extremely distant eastern mountain range to the middle, and suddenly, a snow bright tide head that was more majestic and surging than the Tianhe River, mixed with the blue sea fire of the broken ice field, the ice floes of 10,000 years, and the huge shadow that swallowed the world rushed to the Hanging River!

In the stunned silence, he took the lead in bursting out of Panhong's violent roar: "The Xuanxue River has collapsed!

The mighty Tianhe is urging the Xuanxue River and the shattered ice fields to surge towards the hinterland of the Hanging River, and an unprecedented rolling torrent flows Huaishan Xiangling, annexing the eastern mountains and rivers and then fighting in the west!

The hundreds of thousands of troops under the command of Panhong retreated sharply, but they saw a dark blue sea fire reflecting the sky, rolling along the western line of the Hanging River Continent, cutting off the rear of the fire demon army!

"Rush!" Pan Hong looked straight ahead, holding the talisman in his hand, his eyes forced out the flames of a decisive battle, and launched a fierce attack on the round plateau where the Canghan Palace was located.

Before the advance reached the foot of the plateau, the turbid torrent surging from the east had formed a wide river trough along the outer edge of the plateau, and the rushing flood of thousands of horses instantly slapped the fire demon army into it!

Before Panhong could react, his body had sunk into the icy flood, and his limbs were waving desperately in the torrent, and it could be seen that all sides were full of fire demon disciples and hermit legions who were rising and falling with the waves. From behind, there was a panting shout: "Holy King!"

Panhong looked back, only to see the short, overwhelming green mouse real person, while desperately popping out of the head, while raising his arms to himself, Panhong struggled to swim towards the green mouse, and shouted: "You show your true body!"

"I have something to say!" The green mouse grabbed Panhong's arm, and the two of them rose and fell in the turbid torrent, and the green mouse real person hurriedly said: "Holy King, we have been led into a trap by Yan Sheng!"

The plateau is surrounded by a wide river ditch, which just bears the flood, and it is difficult for us to get out!"

Panhong had just shown a look of regret on his face, and before he could speak, his eyes were suddenly overflowing with fear as he looked straight ahead—the Hanging Chuan Guards, who had retreated again and again, had finally reached the moment to attack1

Nearly a million snow-armored, water-based Hanging River troops swooped down from the plateau, like brave and vigorous ospreys jumping into the torrent, hand-to-hand combat with the army of fire demons, and gave the final blow!

While paddling hard, Panhong looked behind him, and saw that many of the Fire Demon disciples had just climbed ashore and were instantly engulfed by the flames of the sea fire.

Pan Hong was so angry that a fierce man plunged into the bottom of the water, groping for the sword that sank into the water, and when he grabbed the sword in his hand and was about to fly away, he saw a young man one step ahead of him, and he had already flown into the air!

"Stop!" Pan Hong shouted, his wet body rose up with his sword, looked at the young man who turned around, Pan Hong was overjoyed, and shouted: "Zi Qinghao! You gather the people who can still resist the sword, go to the Hanging River Heights, and kill that wind worshipper for me!"