The cold wind was cool and the leaves swayed. They stopped temporarily and looked directly at each other. The quiet environment could not hide their strong and substantive killing intention.
"I still underestimated you, but --" before Dongwu finished speaking, he retreated, and a cold flame like a column frozen the place where he stood.
Wu Yi said sarcastically, "if you want to fight, there is so much nonsense."
Dongwu was very angry and laughed, but his eyes were still very clear, and the green light around him was extremely rich. At the same time, Dongwu was reading an inexplicable spell, which seemed to be calling something.
A wave of divine power spread. Although Wu Yi didn't know what the purpose of Dongwu was, he knew that he must interrupt him and don't make it into a trend. He started by hitting him with several groups of Taiyi water.
Taiyi Xishui was impartial, followed the path after the deduction, and hit the Middle East witch accurately. However, Taiyi Xishui, which had no direction in the past, was blocked by a strange force. It didn't work, but was shot back.
Wu Yi naturally won't be hit by his own attack. He easily takes Taiyi Xishui who comes back. As he goes back and forth, the summoning process of Dongwu has ended, and a monster appears in front of Wu Yi.
The beast is as green as bamboo, the bird is human, and the foot rides two dragons. It has a great momentum. Thousands of trees fall down and are magnificent. Behind it, there is a faint scene of the rising sun born in the divine wood. It has endless vitality. If you surrender to him, you can get endless life.
The East witch minister, who has always been extremely arrogant, is at the foot of the beast and speaks words that Wu Yi can't understand in witch language. The words and sounds are obscure and difficult to name. It seems to be handed down from ancient times, which is comparable to the Xuanwen inherited by the Taoist school.
Wu Yi doesn't know what Dongwu is talking about, but seeing him crying, he knows that there must be no good words and is ready to do both.
When the beast comes, heaven and earth will roar and mountains and rivers echo. If you can't fight, you should be ready to escape.
However, Wu Yi's small movements can't hide from the monster. A pair of vertical pupils look at Wu Yi, and Wu Yi is shocked to find that his whole body is stiff, as if he has become a tree plant.
When the Taoist rhyme flows, Wu Yi gets rid of the strange feeling before, turns into a rainbow, and comes to the flying boat. The law and prohibition are all open. The fire Jiao in the front of the flying boat spews out a blazing flame and accelerates to leave.
Dongwu's eyes showed a trace of disdain and cruelty. Within the witch family, any witch monk who worships gods can borrow the power of gods, but as a witch specializing in this way, the borrowed power is not comparable to that of ordinary witch families. This is the image of ancestral witches, which contains the power of ancestral witches.
All kinds of plants have sprung up in Wu Yi's way to block his way. The fire of the fire dragon doesn't work. Wu Yi simply drives the flying boat and forcibly crashes into a channel. The deck is made of old turtle back armor, which has higher protection. Friars of the golden elixir can't even leave traces.
However, some wood is also used on the flying boat. Now there is a trace of vitality on these wood. A little buds grow. The flying boat has a tendency to collapse. The Dharma array has been affected countless and the speed is getting slower and slower.
Finally, the flying boat had to stop. Wu Yi was surrounded by layers of green plants. The green plants at the tail retreated, and a channel appeared. The strange beast and Dongwu came slowly.
Dongwu followed behind like a dog leg, but looked at Wu Yi with proud eyes, his tongue sticking out, full of bloodthirsty meaning.
The green dragon at the foot of the beast screamed, opened his teeth and claws, and rushed towards Wu Yi. Shan Hui, who secretly watched the situation behind Wu Yi, was so frightened that she quickly closed her eyes and became an ostrich.
Wu Yi tries to influence the green dragon with his dark eyes open. However, the green dragon is between gods and supernatural powers. In addition, it is difficult to influence it for a time. Moreover, the gods have strong thinking power, but Wu Yi is uneasy.
The strong wind swept by the green dragon blows the flying boat like a boat in the sea. I don't know when it will overturn.
Wu Yi has made a plan to abandon the flying boat and escape into the beads, but at the critical moment, a howling sound like a cat and a tiger came from the sleeve of Wu Yi's robe.
It seems that the howling sound came from a young beast, but it has the demeanor of a king, which can make all animals bow down. Wu Yi looked at his robe sleeve in surprise and saw a picture roll flying out of it, the picture of white animals.
Wu Yi looked thoughtfully at the shining scroll. Bai Ze had left it with him. He said that Wu Yi found a new world and took it with him in the future.
Wu Yi can't refuse because he accepted the source of death sent by Bai Ze, but he didn't expect to be so wonderful.
In the scroll, all animals roared and galloped. The noise came from the scroll, and the layers of wood plants broke and fell in succession.
As for the beast God, I don't know where to go. Before, the scenery was so beautiful. At this time, he fled quickly, but Bai Ze seemed unhappy. The galloping sound of all animals in the scroll suddenly became violent, and the scroll expanded countless. I don't know how many tens of thousands of feet, connecting heaven and earth.
A strong suction force was sent out from the scroll. All the wood plants within a radius of tens of miles were extracted into it, and the soil disappeared together. The blue sky here was three feet high.
After that, the picture scroll seemed to complete his task, slowly became smaller and fell in front of Wu Yi. Wu Yi took it back into his sleeve. It seemed that nothing had happened, but the fragrance of fresh soil under it showed that there was a "gluttonous" past.
"What is your identity? Why do you have such existence to protect you?" despite such great changes, Dongwu calmed down and asked without delay.
Wu Yi has accumulated a lot of resentment in his mind, and he sees through Dongwu's mind. He just escaped from the main body by asking questions. How can he succeed without attacking the main body between Han Yan and Taiyi Xishui.
Dongwu knows that Wu Yi sees through his purpose. When his main body is shocked, he changes several figures. He escapes among trees and quickly changes his figure in the trees. True or false, unpredictable.
There was a scene of deja vu in front of him. When Wu Yi and Dongwu met for the first time, Dongwu also escaped by this hand, but now he is obviously much more sophisticated.
However, Wu Yi, who has deep eyes, shows a smile of disdain. In addition to capturing the soul and soul, the greatest effect of the nether magic eye is to observe life and death. Once the nether magic eye is opened, the world is only black, white and gray in Wu Yi's eyes.
Black represents stillness, white represents vitality, and gray represents creatures. Because creatures, even infants, also have stillness, black and white, it is gray.
The more intense the light is, the more vitality or death is. To a certain extent, it also reflects the level of cultivation.
As for the difference between the separated body and the main body, it is even more obvious. After all, the vitality of the separated body can not be compared with the main body, otherwise it will not be separated.
Just like a cat catching a mouse, Wu Yi hung Dongwu all the way. When he was tired, he attacked him with the force of thunder.
Originally, Wu Yi's attack should have wiped out Dongwu's vitality in one fell swoop, but unexpectedly, there was a force that took the lead in removing Dongwu's vitality, leaving only a withered wooden branch.
Seeing the little blood marks left on the wooden branches, Wu Yi snorted softly.
In the hinterland of Southern Xinjiang, poison marshes and dense forests are everywhere. The scattered witch tribes live in such a difficult environment. Among their tribes, they worship gods more or less.
However, many tribes who offered sacrifices to this beast and God were surprised to find that the gods they offered were broken and turned into powder.
Originally, only 10% of the statues had such a situation, but like the plague, more and more statues had this situation.
After Dongwu, who was lucky to escape a small life, found this sign, he was terrified from the bottom of his heart. The gods he had been able to sense suddenly couldn't feel it, as if he had closed himself.
What does this mean? Dongwu won't understand.
At this time, something strange happened in the holy place of the witch family, the witch temple.