The manic gray whirlwind, with its fiery fire origin, was sucked clean by the fairy magic lamp as soon as it appeared, and the threats around Meng Ling suddenly disappeared before his eyes.
In the foggy open space, Feng Jueyu gasped when he saw this scene. He reached out and grabbed Meng Ling's delicate arm and pulled her forward, pulling her wildly out.
Under the chaos of the strong wind, Feng Jueyu listened to the whistling hot wind blowing by his ears, looked at the fairy magic lamp in the girl's hand in amazement, and asked inexplicable surprise: "What kind of magic weapon is this? It's too powerful.
Right? That whirlwind was at least two feet high, and a broken bowl sucked it all up in one go. What's the origin of it?"
Meng Ling's panicked little face flashed with a look of pride, and she replied: "This is a good thing for collecting the vitality of the world, just like the whirlwind just now, I'm not afraid of ten more, they can all be sucked up, and you can still...
If you keep it in the fairy magic lamp for a period of time, you can even use the energy of heaven and earth absorbed in the lamp to attack the enemy, you watch."
After Meng Ling finished speaking, he raised the fairy magic lamp high, then silently recited the magic formula and flicked his wrist.
The gray whirlwind that had been sucked in before suddenly turned into a tornado and flew out of the mouth of the bowl, blowing behind the two of them with a whirring sound.
Dozens of the fire bugs that were chasing after them were suddenly picked up by the gray whirlwind. After being thrown high into the air, they were thrown far away. In this way, the two of them were less likely to be tracked.
burden.
"This treasure is not bad." Feng Jueyu nodded in approval, and immediately asked: "With a treasure like yours, how could you have been poisoned by fire before?"
"My lady, that was careless. Besides, you and Mr. Ximen were fighting to the death. Who would have thought that the two of you were so strong in cultivation. The collision of swords and guns would cause turbulence in divine power. I was shocked by the turbulence in divine power and was thrown into a gray whirlwind.
If I were to go there, there would be no time to sacrifice this treasure. If I had been informed of this crisis and had been prepared, I would not have been poisoned by the fire."
After hearing this, Feng Jueyu felt that it made sense. Considering Meng Ling's strange poison-repelling treasure, if he hadn't been thrown into the gray whirlwind at that time, he wouldn't have been corroded by the fire poison and suffered from dementia.
In addition, now that she has the Immortal Magic Lamp, this girl will definitely have no problem protecting herself, and it may be more than enough to lead the charge.
Thinking of this, Feng Jueyu immediately said: "With such a good treasure, you go in front and I will help you behind. If you encounter a gray whirlwind, just throw it away. We can go faster."
The two supported each other all the way. Although the time was not long, they were sincere. Meng Ling was not arrogant. After hearing this, she nodded happily: "Okay, you go to the back, I will be in the front."
Meng Ling responded, and out of vanity, she whispered a whistle, and the Miao'a sword flew back. The girl's jade feet stepped on the sword, and it suddenly turned into a bolt of lightning and flew away. Feng Jueyu held tightly.
Keep up, this time it is much faster than before, and it throws a large number of fire saliva insects far away.
Meng Ling flew in front, and two large gray whirlwinds appeared on the road one after another. They were bigger and more fierce than before, but they were sucked in by the fairy magic lamp in Meng Ling's hand, and then they were sacrificed to help the two of them.
Although it took a lot of spiritual power to resist the fire salivation insects, there was no danger in the end.
But the good times didn't last long. After the two people flew out for about a few miles, they saw not far ahead, the red fog and orange smoke became thicker. At the same time, a thunder suddenly broke through the fog and came out.
, it hit the ground hard.
Not to mention this, what frightened Feng Jueyu and Meng Ling was that following the thunder, more than ten gray whirlwinds neatly rolled in from the field of vision on the horizon ahead, causing the flying ones in the front to tremble.
Meng Ling's beauty turned pale on the spot.
"So many? What should I do?" Meng Ling immediately ran out of ideas. In fact, he was panicking because she was spoiled and spoiled. Although she had good magical powers and had countless magic weapons at her side, he was actually in danger.
, there are definitely not as many people as Feng Jueyu who seem to have started from scratch.
Based on experience alone, Feng Jueyu can crush dozens of Meng Ling.
She ran out of ideas for a moment, but Feng Jueyu didn't panic. This was not the time to be pretentious. He didn't think much, and flew directly to seize Meng Ling's position, blocking Meng Ling behind him, and spoke very quickly: "
You’re here now, so what are you afraid of? I’ll open the way and you cover me. Use the magic lamp to absorb as much of the whirlwind around me as possible, and I’ll deal with the rest.”
Feng Jueyu said, and shouted again to follow, and then the giant sword danced, slashing out three sword lights.
This sword light directly split three gray whirlwinds that were about three feet high, and a large number of fire salivary insects ran out from them.
It seems that this fire salivary insect can accompany the gray whirlwind.
Feng Jueyu's internal energy was moving extremely fast. Ding Shengtian's divine power stirred up a storm in his meridians, and the divine power rolling like river water continued to flow into his arms, causing his sword energy to surge out in an endless stream.
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The sword energy that emptied the huge waves cut through the thorns and thorns, and in just a moment, it tore into pieces more than ten whirlwinds. Meng Ling didn't even have a chance to take action.
But they did underestimate the trap of Granting Heaven Palace. After more than ten cyclones were completely destroyed, more large cyclones followed, almost from all directions, and there was no way out for the two of them.
At this time, the finger magic light that Feng Jueyu had sacrificed earlier flew back and disappeared into Feng Jueyu's forehead.
Feng Jueyu kept moving his sword, his thoughts surging, and after a long time he said loudly: "Find the direction, there is no formation here, it should be the trap you mentioned, which way to go?"
"If we have not deviated from the direction, the current route is correct." Meng Ling was stunned for a moment and responded immediately.
"Okay, then keep charging." Feng Jueyu was like the god of war possessing him at this moment, waving his sword and directly charging into the whirlwind circle. He raised the sword and lowered it, and whirlwinds exploded on the spot.
Meng Ling saw that there were too many whirlwinds around, and most of the whirlwinds split by Feng Jueyu gathered together soon, so she followed closely. When she looked up, she saw a whirlwind blowing from the left side of Feng Jueyu.
Come on, he was about to devour him. Meng Ling immediately raised his magic lamp and screamed "take it"
A huge whirlwind suddenly got into the fairy lamp.
However, at this moment, the crisis meeting has not been resolved. The gray whirlwind seemed to be irritated by the two of them, shouting and surrounding them aggressively. No matter how strong Feng Jueyu was, it was impossible for him to not return even a breath, and he would always be in a state of high tension.
He used sword skills frequently, and in just this moment, he felt that his internal energy was very seriously depleted. If he had not had to fight his way out and find a safe place to rest, he would have used the battle method Wuming to deduce the changes and resist.
It was a whirlwind.
Seeing that Feng Jueyu was in trouble, Meng Ling finally woke up. Her delicate body flew all the way, and the suction power of the fairy magic lamp in her hand increased sharply.
All the whirlwinds that threatened Feng Jueyu were sucked in by the fairy lamp, and the surface of the white jade lamp was gradually covered by a layer of light black matter.
Of course, even after discovering this phenomenon, Feng Jueyu did not ask. Meng Ling was panicking when she saw the frequent whirlwinds.
"You can't use the Immortal Magic Lamp like this without any restrictions. It's almost full. If you take any more, the Immortal Magic Lamp will explode."
"Let it out and follow me."
Feng Jueyu didn't hesitate, and pulled Meng Ling with his left hand. The latter reversed his heart trick and spit out the fairy lamp, and saw a huge storm rushing out.
This storm is a collection of more than ten gray whirlwinds. They were not consumed in the fairy magic lamp, but instead condensed together to form a huge storm.
And the momentum of this storm was even more astonishing.
Fortunately, it was thrown far away. Although it had the momentum to turn around and catch up, it would definitely not be able to catch up in a short time.
Taking advantage of this time, Feng Jueyu pulled Meng Ling all the way and rushed directly to the densest whirlwind area in front. He suddenly let go of the Sky Falling Sword, formed a seal with his right hand on his chest, and then clapped his palm in the air.
As soon as they came out, they heard a roar, and a black hole with a diameter of more than two feet appeared in the place where the whirlwind was densely packed.
call!
All the gray whirlwinds approaching the black hole in space were instantly sucked in by the suction force of the black hole, and a gap seemed to open in front of them.
Feng Jueyu was secretly happy, it seemed that the Trap Formation Technique was still effective. He held Meng Ling's hand tightly, suddenly his body swayed, he made a big move, and flew out directly from the gap.
Meng Ling felt dizzy for a while. Only when the two of them got rid of the gray whirlwind group did she notice that she had moved nine hundred feet in an instant.
Meng Ling was shocked. Looking at Feng Jueyu's back, a touch of tenderness flashed through her bright eyes.
At this moment, a tall hexagonal building appeared in front of him. It was a tower. The tower had a seven-story red copper pagoda, and the Dharma was extremely strict.
After this period of exploration, Feng Jueyu knew that there would be no fire bugs in the buildings in the Temple of Granting Heaven. Although there were other dangers, the buildings were still relatively safe.
Seeing the pagoda, Feng Jueyu pulled Meng Ling and rushed over without saying a word, murmuring incessantly praying: "There must be no seal, there must be no seal."
Muttering, the two people quickly rushed to the door of the tower. Feng Jueyu flew up and kicked the door hard. They heard a bang and the door opened wide. Feng Jueyu was overjoyed.
He grabbed Meng Ling and got in, then pushed the door shut.
Crackling!
Just when Feng Jueyu and Meng Ling had just closed the door, the sound of foreign objects hitting the red copper door panel was heard one after another. Feng Jueyu took a few steps back and looked outside the tower with full vigilance. After listening
After a while, the wind subsided, and then he crawled through the crack of the door and looked outside. Hundreds of fire bugs slowly swayed into the thick fog.
"Phew! It's safe for now. Let's rest for a while." Feng Jueyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the fire salivators had gone away.