Chapter 1068 Blossom(1/2)
“Only by cutting off the source can the tragedy be ended.”
Bai Yujun knew very well that only killing the evil god would bring peace. First, he had to ensure that he was alive and kill the other party, otherwise everything would be nonsense.
It is unwise to get yourself injured to protect others. If you lose, no one will survive.
Just getting ready to charge with sword and shield.
The beautiful eyebrows were furrowed.
The weird young evil god looks like a squid.
He was seen releasing a strong and stinky odor that flooded the streets, taking the opportunity to hide his figure. There is no doubt that the stench full of evil poison is his home court. Outsiders who step in will be weakened, restricted or even poisoned. In Bai Yujun's opinion, he is a bit
Like some kind of fart bug in the Hundred Thousand Mountains of the Southern Wilderness.
When you press it lightly, the tail will emit a stink that is pungent and disgusting, making it difficult to wash off.
"Haha~ little girl, you don't understand what the plague is at all. Yes, you are inhuman, but you are just a beast, hahaha~"
Bai Yujun's super hearing talent wants to lock in the target.
The foul gas interferes seriously and the sound sounds erratic.
Use infrared detection mode...
Inside the surging filthy gas, the temperature infrared rays of many humanoids weakened rapidly. Mortals couldn't bear the erosion of the filthy gas and died one after another. There was only a vague and abnormal object swimming quickly, and that was him.
Instantly bright and dazzling!
Lightning and thunder hit the target at the same time!
boom!
Bai Yujun's expression did not change.
If it was really so easy to kill the opponent, he wouldn't have to dispatch a divine general. His strength is enhanced by the foul odor, similar to a divine dragon traveling through wind, rain, lightning, rivers, lakes and seas. It seems that if you want to kill him, you must deal with this foul smell of plague stench.
The foul smell is still spreading, and the yellow-brown gas floods the streets and houses like a bursting embankment.
The filth obscured the view, leaving only a few pavilions and towers exposed.
Bai Yujun raised the straight knife high.
"The wind rises."
Use your talent, and after a short period of quiet, the wind roars!
No matter the storms in the desert or the ocean are incomparable, in the world of real wind, such ferocious storms blow the yellow-brown stench more violently like a boiling pot, the pavilions and towers disintegrate in the blink of an eye, the tiles fly away and the wooden beams rise to the sky...
The foul smell is constantly weakening, but it seems to be very heavy and still stubbornly persists in gathering as it rolls in the wind.
"rainstorm."
The Tianhe pours out and the sea hangs upside down!
Who doesn't know magic? Bai Yujun has never been afraid of anyone.
The foul odor is like a ferocious sandstorm, but wind and rain will weaken it and suppress it. Bai Yujun is not in a hurry, this innate technique is basically useless.
The sky and earth are dark and pitch black, and the scorching sun above our heads cannot be seen, and extreme weather is raging.
The stagnant water in the streets of the city gathered into streams. What is terrible is that the stagnant water turned yellow-brown due to the foul smell. The evil god can still be heard laughing wildly in the wind and rain.
"Jiejiejie~ You can't stop it~"
He smiled very arrogantly.
Top of the tower.
Red lips smile.
"Oh? Really? Do you really think so?"
Pull out the exquisite white paper umbrella with tassels, open it, and gently release your hand. The white paper umbrella rotates and flies up to the clouds against the wind and rain.
Umbrella ink changing painting.
Draw a picture of mountains and rivers covered in ice and covered with snow.
At the top of the tower, Bai Yujun opened his mask and exhaled a breath of hot air.
"Huh~ it's blooming."
All the people who were still alive looked up at the sky, staring blankly at the sudden change in the weather. It was snowing, it was freezing, and there was an unspeakable dream in the cold...
Flowers bloom on tree branches.
Flowers are not flowers.
The rain that fell earlier condensed quickly due to the low temperature.
The rain formed dreamy ice crystal rime on the branches, white frost covered the gray tiles on the old walls, the accumulated water in the streets was visibly frozen and whitened to the naked eye, and the corpses covered in evil poison were frozen. The plan to use the accumulated water to spread the plague failed.
In particular, low temperature has a great impact on evil spirits and poisons.
A world covered in ice and snow.
In a low-temperature environment, super sensing ability discovered the location of the evil god!
Disappeared instantly.
The sword fell to the ground.
A crack was cut open in the house silently, and many crystal snowflakes separated neatly. On the icy and snowy road, tall boots crunched on the snow as they walked forward. On the opposite side, there was a huge skull with a gray luster in the distance.
The evil spirits will always come up with some weird magic weapons.
There is an old saying among the people that the weirder the weapon, the faster the death. What it means is that these evil spirits have many tricks, but they forget that the best way to fight is to be simple, effective, fast, accurate and ruthless.
Wear a sword.
"Who is that? Poor guy who suffered from the plague, are you planning to have a fighting match with this dragon?"
It is truly rare in the world.
The young evil god rarely looked serious.
"Fists and kicks? It's ridiculous. Only wild beasts can claw and bite. You..."
boom!
The skeleton was hit and retreated, collapsing the majestic government office. A certain white man drew his sword repeatedly, forcing the evil god to disappear into the much thinner foul air again.
"There's a lot of nonsense here, you're a rookie."
Bend over, bend your legs, and bounce hard.
With a whooshing sound, he rushed up to the top of the pavilion and stood still, searching everywhere.
suddenly.
The scales on the back exploded!
Turn around and raise the shield soldier to activate the square and magic circle, and a cloud of filthy gas flies up diagonally from the ground!
The Tai Chi diagram rotates and vibrates, and the foul air hits the shield and spreads out. You quickly use dragon energy to extinguish the foul air. The overflowing gas is fishy and pungent, more disgusting than a farting bug.
He swung out two swords in succession, and the sword light flew towards the source of the attack in a cross shape.
Crackling!
Bricks, rocks, and ice flew randomly without hitting the target.
In just a short while, more poisonous ghosts stood up around them, and the evil god hid among them. It was difficult to find his true identity with the help of the foul air.
"What bad tricks is this kid holding back..."
The purpose of concealment is two-fold.
Either take the opportunity to flee and fly away, or linger and wait for an opportunity to attack.
We will too.
Snowflakes were falling, and the slender figure on the roof disappeared.
Perhaps the evil young man was unwilling to give up and used a spell to hit the roof from a distance. The broken tiles and wood chips exploded into the roof, and the dragon was completely lost.
Sure.
The poisonous ghosts are rampant and rampant, and one innocent person after another is plagued by the disease.
The surviving people were running aimlessly in the wind and snow. They were frightened and panicked by the terrible plague and the sudden snowy weather.
"Run! Run...run..."
"Help……"
"Dad, get up! What's wrong with you? Stand up quickly..."
Despair, collapse, wailing and screaming.
The evil god enjoys killing. It is a special feeling that is completely different from violence. He can control the life and death of all things with the wave of his hand. The frightened eyes of all living beings make him deeply satisfied and his psychology is extremely distorted.
In the vast ice and snow, a young girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old was sobbing and crying.
To be continued...