Feng Danyuan now had the heart to cut the Chishui tribe into pieces.
In order to enter the world alive, he took out the soul of a stranger; now, in order to let him die, he took a whole city of people to bury him with him.
This is nothing short of crazy!
They can go crazy, but he can't let them do what they want!
Feng Danyuan gritted his teeth, knelt on the ground with one knee, and pressed his hands on the ground. "Canghailu" surged in all directions in an instant, and at the same time, it also brought back the power of the earth.
He had done this kind of thing many times, but this time it was different. "Canghailu" brought back the power of the scorching volcano.
The meridians and internal organs in the body feel like they are being burned by fire, and the pain is unbearable.
He thought that being put into a frying pan in the eighteenth level of hell would be nothing more than this.
However, in the midst of the great pain, there was a strange power growing in the body. At first it was just a small bud, but gradually the bud took out its branches and grew leaves, like a vine, and soon spread throughout the body.
Fills the whole body.
The burning pain no longer exists, and the tightness in the chest after inhaling the volcanic ash is gone. My whole body is like a phoenix that has passed through Nirvana. Everything is brand new and full of vitality.
Feng Danyuan was surprised and happy. He never expected that this time he would absorb the power of the volcano regardless of the matter and actually improve the cultivation level of "Canghailu"!
He thought for a moment and poured out all the "Canghailu" that he had just breathed into his body.
Around Liuyun Mountain, grass and trees grew wildly toward the sky, blocking the volcanic ash from flying towards thousands of households in Desert City.
When the power of "Canghailu" began to dry up, he continued to absorb the power of the volcano.
But this time, he no longer had the pain of being in a frying pan, only the heat of the summer sun.
"Canghailu" gathers the power of all things on earth, like great rivers flowing in all directions of Mocheng.
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Nanming was anxious, but he had no other choice but to chase the wind speed and send people out of the city.
Suddenly, he found that the trees in the city seemed to be moving.
At first he thought it was an illusion, but after taking a closer look, he confirmed that it was not the case. Not only the trees, but also the grass were growing wildly, especially the vines, which were climbing up in the wind.
The vegetation in the city seems to be weaving nets, trying to intercept the volcanic ash falling from the sky and protect those on the ground.
Nanming's clenched heart felt relieved.
It's Feng Danyuan.
Nanming did not hesitate any longer and continued to lead Bai Kui and his men to send them out of Mocheng.
Although Feng Danyuan used the power of the earth to block part of the volcanic ash, people continued to fall down due to suffocation.
Nan Ming watched helplessly, unable to bear it but powerless.
He knew that he and Feng Danyuan could not save everyone, so they could only do their best.
And by doing this, Feng Danyuan has turned the impossible into part of the possibility, and turned the worst outcome into a less bad outcome.
However, this is rational. Seeing so many people fall, especially the children who were rescued just now, even if they escaped outside the city, they could not escape the dust in the sky, and their faces began to turn blue. Nanming finally felt uncomfortable.
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But as his men once told him, they were short of manpower and could barely get people out of the city, but they couldn't send people out again.
Therefore, we can only rely on these people themselves.
It's as far as you can escape, it's as far as you can save your life.
