How could Feng Mo, who once forced King Baoshu to take action himself, really be restrained by a small stone pier?
In ancient and medieval times, the Wind Lion God was like a mark, telling the wind demon where to be gentle. After all, in the former main peak of the Miao Miao Sect, the elixir fields located on the edge of the seam were more fragile than humans. The Immortal Sect wanted to give
The wind demon sets the rules.
When the wind demon hits the wind lion's barrier, it will feel a little uncomfortable, which makes it reluctant to get close. It's like the power grid in the reserve will not kill the lion, but will cause it pain and make it only stay in its own territory.
However, "should" is not "must".
"Not willing" doesn't mean "can't" either.
Now that the Piaomiao Sect has disappeared, it is much easier for the wind demon to break through the wind lion's restrictions than before.
He Lingchuan raised his finger at Feng Mo.
No one can mistake the meaning of this action: let the horse come over.
So Feng Mo rushed over.
When fighting in such a narrow place, it was able to compress all the wind force into a wind circle of less than five feet, so Fu Shanyue, who was standing in the cave above, didn't even have his clothes flying.
However, the wind circle made an ominous sound, and every high-speed rotating wind inside was like a steel knife, crushing everything it touched.
It headed towards He Lingchuan.
The strong air flow he brought with him could even force him to be pressed against the wall, unable to move, and he would be cut to pieces by the wind blades.
Under such wind pressure, it was extremely difficult for He Lingchuan to even raise his sword at it, let alone challenge it.
How do people follow the trend?
Fushan, who was running over, watched more and more intently, fearing that he would miss any details.
To be able to cause him so much trouble, this guy couldn't be a fool, could he? He probably had some back-up plan. He had an ominous premonition in his heart.
Just as the wind demon was about to crush He Lingchuan, the man suddenly disappeared.
Disappear into thin air instead of being ground into powder.
The wind demon put all its strength on the stone wall. As a result, this hard stone wall, which had withstood countless years of wind and frost, was dug into a large hole one foot deep and three feet in diameter with a heart-wrenching "噌噌噌"" sound.
come out!
If this hit a flesh and blood body, wouldn't blood mist burst into the sky immediately?
At the same time, He Lingchuan himself appeared behind Feng Mo, where the Wind Lion split open!
Fu Shanyue's pupils shrank: "Teleport?"
This can only be accomplished with magical powers rather than martial skills.
Of course He Lingchuan didn't know how to teleport, but when he put down the Wind Lion Lord, he also quietly stuffed the Ghost Shadow Cicada at the bottom of the stone sculpture. As soon as the magical power of "Li Dai Tao Zhan" was activated, he and the Ghost Shadow Cicada exchanged positions.
How Feng Mo showed his power more than a quarter of an hour ago, thousands of lives can prove it. Therefore, facing the host head-on at Feng Mo's home ground is definitely not something that normal humans can do.
After the replacement was completed, He Lingchuan did not run away immediately. Instead, he pointed his toes and rushed straight towards Feng Mo!
The distance between the two was only a foot, and he was so fast that the distance was fleeting.
This made Fushan Yue, who had been running all the way, pause. He didn't understand why this man turned around and came back to die after all the hard work.
The Feng Mo jumped out of the air and was about to make a maneuver - after all, it was not a human being and could not move as flexibly as He Lingchuan - the enemy had already pounced from behind, and the long knife from his waist suddenly came out, slashing four times in the blink of an eye!
He Lingchuan was able to cut off seven raindrops with one strike at Zhao Pan's frontline camp. At this time, it was a piece of cake to perform four consecutive cuts.
There was a faint light of the sword in the stone chamber, and all four consecutive slashes struck Feng Mo on his back.
Fu Shanyue frowned tightly.
People can't cut away the wind. The opponent shouldn't even have this bit of common sense, and this guy's weapon doesn't have any energy attached to it. So?
The wind demon let out a deafening roar.
Fu Shanyue, who was familiar with it, was suddenly shocked:
This roar is full of pain!
The parts of Feng Mo's body that were cut by He Lingchuan's long sword actually peeled off like the real thing!
Although they disappeared in a blink of an eye, Fu Shanyue was confident that he was right. Feng Mo's body had indeed been cut off with one knife!
This kid can actually kill the wind?
He Lingchuan held Fusheng in his hand, and the blade almost integrated with him. He felt the agility and chill of this weapon at the same time.
When facing the wind demon, a realization came to his mind:
Fusheng's "Xuu-shattering" characteristic is effective against wind demons!
It can kill all intangible and incorporeal things. If ghosts are said to be "incorporeal", then obviously wind demons belong to the "incorporeal" category.
The wind demon's body was only half of its original size. In anger, he blew a wind blade at He Lingchuan.
Although it is invisible, it is easy to cut meat and bones.
He Lingchuan had already seen this. After four consecutive chops, he didn't wait for Feng Mo to turn around. He put one hand on the ground and pressed his right leg against the stone wall. He spun around and turned to its side like a swallow.
When you hit someone with a punch, you have to guard against a kick. This wind blade was perfectly dodged.
The wind demon has not yet recovered, and He Lingchuan is afraid of its wind pressure. He will not wait for it to return to its original form, but he will cut it into pieces with two stabs in the face!
The wind demon roared, and its figure suddenly dispersed, turning into a strong wind swirling around the room!
It finally understood that the most powerful anthropomorphic form was not useful against this guy.
Then disperse it back to its main body. Although the power is weaker, it will definitely kill this guy with a thousand swords!
He Lingchuan's true power circulated in his dantian, and he immediately raised his protective aura.
He only felt that the Gang Qi was being cut away quickly, and he didn't know how many wind knives were hit at the same time. Fortunately, the wind demon dispersed into a whirlwind and its power was greatly reduced. He also attained enlightenment and advanced to the next level in Sanxinyuan, and his cultivation level reached a higher level. Otherwise, this would have been impossible.
This kind of rapid consumption may not be able to withstand it.
By the way, the protective goggles are also functioning.
When the strong wind howled in the room, the sacred bone necklace suddenly glowed a little red.
Then, the wind blowing around He Lingchuan was sucked straight into it.
What the hell is that? The wind demon does not believe in evil and stirs up the power of the wind again.
However, the sacred bone necklace will absorb as much as you give away, and all comers will be accepted.
In just two short breaths, the divine bone suddenly seemed to turn into a huge black hole, trying to swallow up the entire whirlwind!
Feng Mo tried to run away now, but it was too late.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! It tried hard to escape, but could not withstand the pull of the black hole behind it, and was sucked in "shoo".
Fushan Yue, who rushed to the stone chamber, turned pale with fright. He rushed towards He Lingchuan with his body and water thorns: "Stop!"
His shocking and angry blow was full of force, and when he had no time to strike, He Lingchuan raised the knife with his backhand.
"Dang" there was a sound of gold and iron, and both of them took two steps back.
The Divine Bone Necklace finally stopped eating so much and became quiet.
He Lingchuan's sharp eyes discovered that Fu Shanyue was still holding a small object in his left hand.
That's a half-palm-sized...wind lion?
At this time, what he showed would not be meaningless.
"It is the last wind demon in the world. It would be a pity to kill it." This wind demon has been following Fu Shanyue for a long time, and now he is almost heartbroken.
He Lingchuan said solemnly: "What does it have to do with me?" If you can't take care of your pet yourself, don't blame others for helping you take care of it.
Fu Shanyue pulled out the water-splitting thorn with his backhand: "Give it back to me, otherwise this will be your burial place."
He Lingchuan also raised his finger at him and said, "Come and get it yourself." The sacred bone necklace couldn't even spit out the food it ate.
The atmosphere in the stone chamber suddenly became tense.
But two breaths later, the sound of rocks rolling down came from outside.
I don’t know if it was blown away by the mountain wind or if someone came.
Fu Shanyue's expression changed, and he suddenly lowered his thorn tip: "That's all, I'll let you go."
He Lingchuan was amused, but he didn't bother with him. He covered himself with a scarf and ran out of the stone room. He ran to the blue sheep with two vertical jumps, turned over and rode away.
The sacred bone necklace no longer glows or heats up. It is obvious that the meal just now is already enough.
Today, it ate two good things in a row.
Fu Shanyue walked out of the stone room and saw no one outside, only the sound of the wind.
He jumped down the terraces and ran to the edge of the seam in the ground. Then he looked at the half-human-tall little wind lion in the center of his left hand. Its carving was more exquisite than other similar ones in the heart of the mountain:
"Come out."
Several strands of mountain wind entangled together to form a pocket-sized version of the wind demon, less than three inches tall.
It turns out that the divine bone necklace had not completely absorbed it just now.
But this wind demon is only the size of a spinning top. It gathers and disperses at times, and it seems that it cannot maintain its shape. It's so pitiful.
It's smaller and doesn't look so ferocious. Who could have expected that this thing would swallow countless living lives a quarter of an hour ago?
"That kid, what magic weapon did you use to trap you like this?"
The wind demon whined and complained.
Fu Shanyue listened for a while but couldn't figure out the reason. He only knew that the boy's body erupted with amazing suction force, sucking in more than half of the wind demon's origin.
If he hadn't arrived in time, the wind demon would have been eaten up by the opponent.
"That's all, hurry up and rest." He pointed to the crack in the ground and said, "If you haven't killed all the guards, they will still come to investigate. In a few days, everyone here will be from Baoshu Kingdom."
The wind demon immediately got into the cracks in the ground and disappeared with a hiss.
From now on, it will enter a dormant state and use the wind energy from the ground to replenish itself. As long as it eats the Meridian Kamikaze once or twice, it will be able to relax.
Fu Shanyue took out the wooden bottle and looked at it twice, looking thoughtful.
Why did this guy throw back the dragon marrow?
Why do you laugh so weirdly?
Did he throw it back because he thought it was worthless? In other words, he was very sure what it was?
Fu Shanyue silently put away the bottle and went to find a stone room on the opposite side of the mountain road to meditate.
In this way, whenever someone enters the heart of Fengmo Mountain, he can see it immediately.
He has to protect the wind demon.
A raptor flew in mid-air, and Fu Shanyue immediately hid deep in the stone chamber.
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When He Lingchuan caught up with the caravan, Master Shi Er was directing his men to clean up the wreckage left by the convoy.
He Lingchuan nodded and said, "The second boss is a man of justice."
Head Shi Er is actually a little worried: "Brother He, are you sure the wind demon won't come out again?" There is no cover or block on the road, and the escort team cannot withstand the attack of the wind demon. If this thing comes back, their little caravan will
Weren't you blown away as soon as you met?
He Lingchuan did not mention what happened in the Xianzong ruins, but only comforted him: "It only attacks its enemies. It was also seriously injured and should not come out in a short time."