During the battle, Ling Xin noticed Ying's stealing behavior and said something bad in his heart. He quickly stopped fighting with Yun Mo and turned around to stop Ying's invasion.
But how could Yunmo let Ling Xin succeed so easily? He glanced at the direction of Ying, and then waved the Yan Demon Sword in his hand with a burst of lightning again, rushing towards Ling Xin with terrifying power, making her unable to distract her.
Something else.
Ling Xin noticed the strong wind coming from behind, and quickly turned around to resist. The ice blade in his hand slashed through the air, bringing up a bit of cold air, and collided with the lightning, making a harsh collision sound and bursts of crackling sounds.
.
With a "bang", Yun Mo and Ling Xin separated, each taking a few steps back.
Yun Mo flicked his wrist to shake off the frost attached to it. He looked at Ling Xin and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"You want to leave so much? It seems that the altar has a secret. Are there other travelers inside?" Yun Mo glanced at the altar and said to Ling Xin: "But if Ying goes in, your plan will come to nothing, right?"
How about I help you, what do you think, considering that we are all from the earth?"
"You have a smooth tone, I don't need you to be pretentious."
Ling Xin held a sickle in her hand, and the cold wind blew over her. Her clothes rustled in the wind, showing her anger at the moment.
Ling Xin's eyes flashed with cold light, and the airflow of frost continued to gather around her, forming a thin layer of white mist, which was constantly rotating driven by the cold wind.
"Wake up, Master of Frost!" Ling Xin held the handle of the sickle in his hand and shouted, and the wind of frost suddenly swept out.
In the frost vortex, the demon's shadow gradually condensed, and finally transformed into a frost demon covered in armor and holding a giant scythe.
The devil's eyes opened, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped. In the heat of the dog days, it actually became bitingly cold.
"Oh~ why can't we communicate well?" Yun Mo sighed slightly, his eyes began to sparkle, and he said coldly: "Since you want to fight, then I should be serious about it."
Before Yun Mo finished speaking, a terrifying coercion was released from his body, a pair of horns protruded from his forehead, and the surface of his skin was covered with scales like dragon scales.
Yun Mo's body also began to swell, and in the blink of an eye he had grown to more than two meters tall. His whole body was full of explosive power, and his dark purple eyes exuded a soul-stirring gaze.
Although Yunmo was unable to transform into Lei Lu due to his injury, his demonic state at this time was enough to cope with Ling Xin's challenge.
The space around Yun Mo's body was constantly distorted by his demonic energy, making a "woo woo~" sound.
"It seems that you have killed a lot of people. No wonder you are so arrogant. Contribute all your strength to me!" Ling Xin's voice echoed through the sky, and the sickle in his hand flew towards Yunmo with the whistling cold wind.
go.
Ling Xin was extremely fast and was in front of Yun Mo in an instant. He raised his sickle and chopped off Yun Mo's head.
Behind her, the huge frost demon also waved the giant scythe in his hand, and slashed towards Yun Mo with the biting cold wind. This blow must give Yun Mo a fatal blow, and then stop him.
A strong woman.
But Ling Xin's idea was so wonderful, how could Yun Mo let her cut him so easily?
The moment the giant scythe was about to hit Yun Mo's head, Yun Mo stretched out his left hand and grabbed the giant scythe. Holding the Yan Mo Sword tightly in his right hand, he rushed forward and slashed hard at Ling Xin's scythe, resisting it all his life.
Ling Xin's attack was blocked.
Seeing that Yun Mo dared to grab the blade of the giant scythe with his hand, Ling Xin showed a mocking smile on his face: "You are trying to block a car with your arms, you are overestimating your own capabilities!"
After saying that, Ling Xin suddenly exerted his force, and the power of frost that could freeze everything surged out from the blade and spread towards Yunmo, trying to freeze him completely.
Yun Mo's expression remained unchanged, his left hand shrouded in frost flashed with terrifying lightning, and the electric current spread along the blade to Ling Xin's body.
For a moment, thunder and frost shone on the two of them, fighting against each other's power.
Although the ice element restrained the thunder element, Ling Xin was obviously weaker in terms of ability to withstand attacks. Not only did Yun Mo not feel that he was at a disadvantage, but he vaguely had the upper hand.
Ling Xin's body was hit by the electric current, and his body trembled slightly, but he quickly regained his composure and continued to swing the sickle to attack Yun Mo, but this time, Ling Xin's movements were obviously much slower.
Although half of Yunmo's body was covered in frost, his face was not ugly because of this level of pain. In fact, there was a faint smile on his devilish face, as if Ling
The new frost has no effect on him.
The two were in a stalemate with each other, and neither could do anything to the other. Yun Mo could not repel Ling Xin, and Ling Xin could not break through Yun Mo's defense.
At this time, Ying had already entered the altar. The moment the lonely purple figure disappeared from everyone's sight, the entire Benlang Ridge trembled. The strong wind was rushing around, and the big trees were swaying in the wind, as if
It usually needs to be broken.
An inexplicable wave of power spread from the altar to the surrounding areas. Everyone was frightened by this power and took a few steps back.
And in the sky, dark clouds were gathering, thunder was unceasing, and bolts of lightning were moving in and out of the clouds, as if they were about to rain down divine punishment.
At the same time, under the statue of the God of Wind in Mondstadt, a bard who was singing ancient poems suddenly stopped singing, looked up at the sky, with a puzzled expression on his delicate face, and murmured:
"Is it going to be stormy today?"
People in Mondstadt also noticed the strange changes in the sky, but they didn't pay much attention to it, thinking that it was just a sign of the coming rainy season. No one would pay attention to those celestial phenomena. After all, there are several storms in this season every year.
The residents of Mondstadt are still living quietly.