The third volume, the forty-sixth chapter, the wind blows and burns
Within the black mist, it seemed that it sensed the murder of the golden girl, and became more and more violent. Several strands of black mist turned into drills and flew out from the inside, screaming and stabbing at the chosen one named Zhu.
But the divine sword in his hand was alive, and the Xunfeng Sword automatically spun towards Zhui's side, cutting through the black mist with lightning speed.
"Xunfeng, listen to my order. Feng!" Zhu Zhu shouted loudly, and all his spiritual energy was stimulated in his body, affecting the changes in the surrounding environment. Just look at the nearby green mountains and forests, all of them condensed into mist, and then rowed into the front of Zhu Zhu.
A whirlpool of white mist energy formed in the wind sword, which could faintly compete with the black mist.
Bai Yunfei stood behind the mountain, watching the battle of the Chosen Ones. Although the black mist was scary, it was not worth worrying about for Bai Yunfei. What really made him wary was the person behind the invading small devils who had a knot.
A devil lord who cannot enter the world, or simply a devil king.
The black mist let out bursts of screams, as if it was dissatisfied with being suppressed by the white mist. A huge amount of magic power surged out of the black mist's [body], followed by a roar, and the color of the world suddenly changed.
"This is this?" Bai Yunfei was shocked and couldn't help but stare at the black fog ahead.
I saw a large group of black shadows appearing in the black mist at some point. These black shadows moved slowly and were in tattered clothes. They were a group of undead creatures without intelligence. A group of zombies!
"It's just a group of zombies, why does it make me feel more uneasy?"
Due to his uneasiness and carelessness, coupled with the waves of uneasiness coming from Xunfeng, he even took out a magic stone. He crushed it and sucked its magic power to replenish most of the magic power he had consumed.
"Ho!" Along with a low roar, the zombies in ragged clothes rushed out of the black mist.
As soon as these zombies came into contact with the white mist, they were quickly melted by the spiritual energy and sword energy contained in the white mist, but...
The moment these zombies were about to die, their whole bodies became hot. Then there was just a crash. One zombie exploded and turned into a ball of bloody flames.
Immediately afterwards, other zombies also exploded one by one. In the continuous explosion, most of the white mist was eroded by the bloody flames. The Xunfeng Sword whined and flew back to Zhu's hand.
"What, you actually asked me to retreat?" Zhu Zhu gritted his teeth and shook his head to reject the Sword Spirit's request: "What happened today, I will never retreat!"
"Behind me, there are my relatives and friends, and people I swear to protect. How can I retreat!"
The Xunfeng Sword mourned and trembled a few times. The sword's blade re-condensed the mist energy, and it seemed that it had decided to live and die with its master.
"This sword spirit is really full of spirit. God of Order. When will you be able to make such a treasure?" Bai Yunfei asked, looking at Zhu's performance.
The God of Order said: "A mere Sword Spirit is nothing. When I become the Lord God, I will have as many of these things as possible, and having a Sword Spirit may not be a good thing. In our God of Order religion, among the chosen ones,
There are very few people who have a sense of state, and the control of their own mental state is the disadvantage of those who have achieved it. With the sword spirit, "it will cause a drag on them, and even contain each other."
"However, there are many divine chosen ones. Some geniuses will eventually emerge among them, and they should receive preferential treatment," Bai Yunfei said.
"This is nature, this world. There will always be strong people called geniuses in every generation. They... are naturally different from the ordinary chosen ones."
"Speaking of which" the rules of the appearance of energy anomalies are almost figured out. Although the strength of the monsters inside is also slowly growing, they are ultimately not as good as the increasingly large organization of God's Chosen. Do you need to organize other activities?
Inspire the determination of these chosen ones to become stronger?"
"Comparison." Bai Yunfei said: "Jealousy, pride."
"Power, even power."
"Huh?" The God of Order asked curiously: "What's wrong?"
"These are the factors that make us humans excited and willing to fight for them." Bai Yunfei said: "If there is anything that can catch all these factors and make them crazy, it is an internal martial arts competition among the chosen ones."
"This kind of conference is not lacking for other countries and forces, but it is also extremely useful. I did not expect that our Order God would also start to hold such a grand event."
"I want this tournament to become the grandest event of the Cult of Kosmos, the focus of the world, and make everyone crazy about it. At the same time, the rewards we set up should also be the capital to make them crazy."
"Reward?" The God of Order laughed loudly: "With my power of visualization, any reward is not difficult."
While Bai Yunfei was chatting with the God of Order, Zhu was fighting hard against the zombies.
These zombies are extremely difficult to deal with. Once killed, they will immediately turn into a ball of bloody flames, destroying everything around them.
Faced with the bloody flames, he had to retreat. In just a few minutes, he retreated a hundred meters away, watching helplessly as the black mist regained the lost ground, and more and more zombies poured out.
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"These zombies will never end!" Zhu said loudly. At the same time, he pressed the communicator and shouted: "Where is the Temple of Order in Linhai City, and where is the guild? Why don't you hurry up?"
"Drive, retreat."
A cold voice came from behind Zhu Zhu as he patted his fair right hand on his side.
A ten-year-old boy who looked like an ancient Confucian scholar showed a faint smile to Zhu who turned around.
"We are already here. This black mist must have leaked from the rumored demon world."
"Be careful, those zombies are extremely difficult to deal with. Those bloody flames can corrode even my cloud armor." Zhu Zhu reminded me.
"Haha, if I were the only one here, I would be as at a loss as you." But today, the trend is on our side!" The Confucian scholar took out a judge's pen, took a deep breath and wrote a wind in the air.
of ancient literary style.
The wind transformed in the air and then exploded with a golden light. It shattered violently and actually created a hurricane out of thin air, blowing towards the zombies with dust, sand and stones.
"Roar!" The zombie army continued to advance. Although their sight was obscured by dust, they were not afraid of the power of the hurricane. They were zombie soldiers made by the devil after all, and they were not afraid of the mere power of nature.
"What are you going to do? These zombies are not afraid of hurricanes." Zhu Zhu said.
"I know, but I don't intend to rely on the wind to deal with them." The Confucian scholar put away his pen and took out a white fan. With a wave, countless fine dust flew out and was swept up by the hurricane and scattered inside.
"That's..." A trace of surprise flashed through Zhui's eyes.
"Fire spirit powder, a specialty of the Essia continent." The Confucian scholar said: "Huh, the layout has been completed. The last step. Fire is coming!"
The Confucian scholar waved his fan again, and a ball of fire flew out and crashed into the hurricane. When it met the fire powder, there was a violent explosion.
The zombies were surrounded by the hurricane, and the fire burned with the wind. The speed was amazing.!~!
