Although the situation is extremely urgent at this moment, since Zhiwu's protective shield has lost its effect, according to his deduction, the tornado formed by the gray mist turbulence can easily swallow up their small space in a few minutes at most. Naturally, he is not afraid
These, if viewed according to the War Spirit's intentions, might even have some benefits.
But those two...
Turning around to look over, I found that instead of panicking, these two people looked extremely leisurely, as if the gray mist tornado that was so close at hand could not hurt them at all!
Especially the man who is said to possess the essence of divine power, although he did give him some of his master's things.
But...with such a calm look, he really doesn't look like an ordinary person. He even looks like...a trace of his former master.
Impossible, impossible! Zhiwu immediately threw this somewhat ridiculous idea out of his mind.
How is that possible! I think the master back then was the first example of physical sanctification in history, so he couldn’t stand a chance against such an ordinary-looking boy!
Li Yi was still concentrating on groping for the props in his backpack. Although his face was cut off by the strong wind blown by the gray mist tornado, every piece of clothing on his body was cut off, and he looked like a beggar, but the expression on his face was very focused.
There is no way, there are too many props!
Before he entered the Eastern Satellite City, he was unable to awaken his powers through contact with the gray mist, and his martial arts talent was mediocre. Since then, he has been focusing on collecting various props.
What if it comes in handy later?
Although after moving to the Eastern Satellite City, the opportunities have increased, and I have the idea of gradually giving up props and focusing on practicing skills, but the habits I have developed for a long time cannot be abandoned so easily.
What's more, he has always believed that there are no useless props, only people who can't use them.
If you use the props well, you will be slapped in the face until you are full.
...
Gray fog...
Source matter gray fog...
The source of gray mist integrated into the ancient mythical object (beast?)...
It sounds very difficult, and I still need to figure out a solution.
Well, first of all, the level of the props should not be too low. First, select those that ignore the level.
Elimination that has nothing to do with fog is useless.
Looking at the pile of props in his backpack after removing the conditions, Li Yi couldn't help but feel worried.
There are so many, so you can’t try them one by one, right? Time doesn’t allow it!
At this time, among various props, a prop with a unique shape caught Li Yi's attention.
Holding it in hand, the description of the item immediately appeared.
After reading the explanation, Li Yi's eyes suddenly lit up.
This thing seems to work wonders! But the side effects are a bit...
Try it?
As his thoughts flashed, Li Xingyi's voice came over.
"If you hurry up, you'll get hit in the head."
Yes, hesitation will lead to defeat, do it!
Then he took out the chosen props and placed them directly on the ground. He took out a lighter from his pocket and lit it. Without saying a word, he bowed his head.
This inexplicable scene immediately made Zhiwu dumbfounded.
What are you doing? Are you begging for mercy?
"Stop watching, come all, come and learn my moves together." Li Yi said goodbye and shouted to the two of them.
"Hey! What are you doing?" Zhiwu looked at him confused.
"Blessed God, are my actions so inconspicuous?" After thinking about it, Li Yi directly pressed his body to the ground, then stood up again, repeating this somewhat funny action.
Zhiwu said angrily: "How can I not know this? But what do you want to do when you worship the gods before the battle? Do you want to ask the gods to come to you?"
Li Yi glanced at him in surprise: "Hey, you are so smart. You can guess right. I'm just asking God. This comrade of yours has merged with the gray mist. Do you think humans have a chance of winning? Apart from hiring someone more awesome,
He is such a great master, I can’t think of any other way to subdue him.”
Zhiwu looked at him for a long time and couldn't say a word. Finally, he choked out a sentence: "Give up."
As soon as these words came out, Li Yi was immediately dissatisfied. If you don't want to worship, then I won't worship you. I won't say anything to you, but aren't you demoralizing? Although there are only two of us, one of us is a robot...
....
Zhiwu sighed and continued: "You haven't noticed yet? Have you ever seen a god appear in so long?" Seeing the other party staring at him, Zhiwu shook his head and denied: "Strictly speaking, about
The definition of gods is very vague, but what is certain is that the kind of gods you expect cannot come because..."
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Li Yi's cry of surprise.
"Hey! It's really here!"
As Li Yi finished speaking, Zhiwu looked at the other party in surprise. Except for the props that Li Yi had just taken out, there was nothing there.
However, Zhiwu was shocked to find that the gray mist tornado that was originally rolling in stopped moving forward, as if there was something scary ahead.
This situation isn't right...
Sudden.
The props that looked no different from the enshrinement tablets had some changes.
A stream of blue smoke whose original color cannot be seen eerily came out from the heavenly spirit cover enshrining the tablet and statue.
Immediately afterwards, the statue's heavenly spirit cap suddenly cracked open, as if a puff of blue smoke had broken it open.
A majestic and rich voice sounded from all directions, but the direction was focused on the statue of the god, as if the sound appeared just to welcome someone in the statue.
However, everyone who heard the voice, including Li Yi, had dark expressions on their faces.
"Hey! What kind of evildoer woke me up? If nothing disturbs me, don't blame me for turning my back on you."
Li Yi:......
Li Xingyi:...
Zhiwu (Spring and Autumn Period): .....
At this time, everyone suddenly had an idea in their minds.
Where did this weird thing come from, and why is it such a big show?
Except for Zhiwu, he was staring thoughtfully at this "god" who appeared for worship, for no other reason than because he felt that this person seemed familiar.
With his hairy face, sharp mouth, and thin body, this guy doesn't look like a human being.
"Who summoned me?" The little "god" with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks spoke, but his tone was still extremely domineering, although to the three of them, they sounded more like a middle school student.
"Um...this great god is me." Li Yi raised his hand cautiously. Although this figure didn't look like a powerful figure, he still had the slightest hope.
After all, we have used this one-time item, so we can’t let it go to waste, right?
"Look, I'm in trouble now. Can you always use your power to help me? This matter is quite difficult..." Li Yi rubbed his hands and stared at the god who had been looking around since his arrival, but he was secretly thinking in his heart.
Whisper.
It doesn't seem very reliable.
The little spirit watched for a while, then suddenly turned to stare at Li Yi, looked up and down, and approached him: "Do you recognize me?"
Li Yi was a little confused by his sudden question. He didn't know how to answer for a moment. He thought for a moment: "Should I recognize him or not?"
"What are you talking about!" This person suddenly became a little unhappy: "If you recognize it, you recognize it. If you don't recognize it, you don't recognize it. My old grandson... No, you can't call it that. I'm just asking. Just answer it honestly."
"Oh, oh! Then I really don't recognize him." Li Yi saw that this god was quite sincere.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, the sharp-mouthed god who had just called himself Lao Sun and denied himself suddenly sighed, and his expression seemed a little lost. After a while, he quickly recovered.
It seems that he should be a very optimistic god. Well... according to Zhiwu, maybe he is not a god? Li Yi secretly came to a conclusion in his heart.
"I just watched it, and it seems a little difficult." The sharp-tongued and optimistic Advent God said this,
Li Yi sneered: "I didn't think of you as the youngest because of difficulties. Let me tell you, this thing is very troublesome..."
The other party stared at Li Yi, who was chattering away, with a half-smile expression on his face. After Li Yi finished speaking, he said: "It sounds very complicated, but in short, it was the evil beast you mentioned, right? "
Seeing Li Yi nodding in agreement frequently, this "god" who was thin and had no power at all smiled faintly, and suddenly burst out with strong self-confidence: "Although I don't know how to solve this problem, but when it comes to taming animals, Well... at any rate, I also worked as a horse trainer for a period of time back then. No matter what kind of animal it is, I still have some experience.
"Train... tame a horse?" Li Yi didn't react for a moment, but saw that the other party had already made a move. He took a step forward with his hands on his hips and raised his head, shouting at the gray mist tornado that was originally hesitant to move forward: "Where is it?" Monster, why don’t you come and pay homage to your grandpa! Be careful to take a stick from my grandpa!”
After saying this, he had no follow-up actions and just assumed that extremely arrogant posture.
The wind continues to blow.
The tornado continued to spin.
The gray fog tornado remains the same.
It seemed that everything was as usual, and there was not much reaction to this inexplicable sentence, as if a grain of sand had fallen into the rushing river.
No ripples.
Everyone:.......
Li Yi:....What are you doing?
Zhiwu looked thoughtful, as if he was recalling something.
After a while, the gray mist tornado that had been unable to move forward suddenly trembled violently, as if someone had tapped its acupoints. After a while, a thin voice screamed with an unwilling tone, sounding full of fear: "What on earth are you doing?" Who is it? I...why can't I control the gray mist?"
This "god" who claimed to have done a little bit of horse training smiled contemptuously: "Hey! Baby, do you think I can't find you if you turn into ashes?"
"You...who are you?"
"Your grandpa!"
Zhan Ling looked confused: I have never seen my grandfather...
"God" smiled again: "That's right. I've seen people like you a lot in the past. In the end, you are not a submissive person. Be honest. If you come out on your own, I will consider not killing you."
Li Yi stared blankly at the extraordinary scene in front of him, speechless.
Is this solved? What kind of magical spell is this? It is automatically stripped off in one sentence?
He could see that the war spirit was definitely not "stripped out" voluntarily, but from the beginning to the end, he did not find any energy fluctuations in the "god" who called himself Grandpa Sun.
"Boy, what are you looking at? Let's deal with it quickly. I can't stay any longer so I'll take the first step." After saying this, his figure gradually began to become blurry, which made Li Yi admire.
What a God! He leaves right after he finishes his work, without any reward.
"Wait a minute, Great Sage!"
Zhiwu's words stopped the "god" who was about to leave.
Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar title, "God" stopped and turned his head to look at Zhiwu, who had been silent just now.