The reason why Yu Wenhu wasted so much effort and did not kill Wang Luo immediately, but chose a roundabout way to trap Wang Luo who was like a beast at the moment. That was because Yu Wenhu never thought of killing him from the beginning.
Instead, he made Wang Luo his puppet.
That piece of lotus root was filled with cold air, and when it was returned to Yu Wenhu's hands, it seemed to have a touch of extraterrestrial air.
The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and there was actually some mist surrounding the two of them. Wang Luo carefully observed everything through the rain curtain.
But the rain suddenly stopped at this moment.
No, the rain stayed in the air and turned into small ice crystals. The small ice crystals all over the world were suspended around Wang Luo and Yu Wenhu.
Wang Luo's heart tightened. He could really feel that the surrounding temperature was changing at this moment, and it was getting lower and lower.
The whole small world began to make the sound of water condensing into ice, and the sound of "bah ba ba ba" began to sound.
This sound is like the sound of drums from ancient times, carrying wind and rain throughout the city; it is also like the soldiers approaching the city and fighting in a terrible way; it is also like the wife who is alone in the empty house, crying.
Wang Luo stood there, and his spiritual power began to weaken involuntarily.
Yu Wenhu held the lotus root in his hand, raised it above his head and said sarcastically: "Never believe a liar. Just because he has lied to others ten thousand times does not mean he will not lie to you once."
"Do you really think I will have a fair fight with you? How can you live up to my name without some conspiracy?"
"Besides, the winner takes all. Who cares about the dirty things you have done behind the scenes of success?"
The more Yu Wenhu talked, the happier he became, and his whole body began to tremble involuntarily.
"I planned this game from the beginning. During the battle with you, I sprinkled rain-inducing powder in more than one place in the small space."
"From the beginning, my lotus root was not a weapon."
Yu Wenhu looked up at the ice crystals all over the world, stretched out his hand and gently touched one.
Pull one hair and move the whole body,,,
The small ice crystals began to rotate rapidly, and Wang Luo felt something bad.
With the infinite hammer in hand, he started to fight back left and right, preventing the small ice crystal from getting close to him.
Then began to withdraw from this world.
But it's too late,,,
The clouds in the stream are beginning to rise, the sun is sinking into the pavilion, and the mountain rain is about to come, and the wind is filling the building.
Small ice crystals crackled towards Wang Luo,,,
Each one was like a knife, extremely sharp. Wang Luo used the skills of the small world to create stone walls one after another in front of him.
But the small ice crystals had the same effect as before, hitting the stone wall and instantly melting it into pools of pus.
"Wang Luo, you can't run away." Yu Wenhu shook his right arm fiercely, and the spiritual power of heaven and earth surrounded it.
A layer of ice crystals began to surround him, and his entire body began to be covered from top to bottom.
He pointed his finger at Wang Luo and tapped the void.
The small ice crystals in the entire world underwent drastic changes, and all of a sudden, all the small ice crystals began to flow towards Wang Luo. A tornado of ice crystal winds made the sound of cracking ice cubes.
If you look above the entire small world, you will find that the entire world has undergone earth-shaking changes.
Wrapped in silver, winter is coming.
During this period, countless tornadoes and ice crystal winds all rushed to one place, which was where Wang Luo was.
The walls formed by pinching fingers have already been captured. No matter how Wang Luo tried to resist the rain of ice crystals, one or two would occasionally fly across his body.
Wang Luo's right shoulder was slashed with numerous cuts, which were all bright red and stood out on the snow-white ground.
Seeing that the effect on the ground was not good, there was no way to fight back at this moment. Wang Luo had no choice but to escape underground in order to find better opportunities before taking action.
Practitioners in the world can only open their meridians by introducing spirits into their orifices. The quantity and quality of these opened meridians determine the level of martial arts in the later stages. When it comes to knocking on the Tao, you must clearly understand what the "Tao" you follow on the road to practice. Some people
Some people take "straight" as their way, some people take "strength" as their way, and some people take "money" as their way. But the king fell to the level of knocking, and he has not yet understood his own way.
Therefore, although I relied on Qimen Dunjia to forcefully break the mirror and enter the pseudo-third-level clear mind, but even the Tao does not exist, how can I clear my mind? How can I exert the true strength of the third level.
Yu Wenhu obviously saw this. A paper tiger with its fangs and claws showing no lethality.
Yu Wenhu, who had poisoned all things in the world, saw Wang Luo escaping into the ground and smiled contemptuously: "Is there nothing I can do to you once you get to the ground?"
Yu Wenhu picked up the lotus root in his hand, broke it into two pieces, opened his bow from left to right, and directly inserted it into the ground under his feet.
The lotus root that had become two parts had white cold air coming out of it, but now it changed color, turning black to purple.
The ground beneath our feet was like rice, fissuring and shedding its shell, and began to crack one by one.
"That's it now." Yuwenhu shouted.
He jumped towards the junction of the cracks, and the spring thunder in his palm struck down from the air.
The kings in the earth were pouring in and out mindlessly, looking for ways to deal with this Yu Wenhu at random.
But there was a slight cracking sound behind him. Wang Luo turned his head and looked over. There was still an inch of land behind him.
It was clearly the eighteenth level of purgatory, forcing Wang Luo to find an opportunity to go up there.
As soon as Wang Luo poked his head out, he saw Yu Wenhu beside him.
With one move to lock the throat, Wang Luo's neck moved with his waist and he easily dodged it.
But Yu Wenhu was not a vegetarian, so he hit Wang Luo in the face with a backhand elbow.
Wang Luo was in pain and struck out with a stone hammer from his right hand, but his movements were too slow. Yu Wenhu seized the opportunity and directly strangled Wang Luo's neck.
It is said that everything is miserable. Yu Wenhu has been poisoned for so many years, and his whole body is full of poison. Wang Luo was pinched and twisted in the air with one hand, and his face was distorted.
"Do you really think that I, Yu Wenhu, can only poison living people? Everything in the world can be poisoned, and the eighteen levels of hell are nothing more than that." Yuwen Hu looked up to the sky and roared.
Wang Luo, who had been given the "fingertip poison" by Yu Wenhu, fell to the ground and began to roll left and right.
Yu Wenhu walked around Wang Luo: "Only you can help me. Only you after Xishu can do this. Otherwise, you would have died long ago."
At this moment, Yu Wenhu didn't smile. He raised his head and looked up at the sky: "I wonder when Chang'e will fly to the moon, and when will she take me on the divine boat."
At this moment, Yu Wenhu's expression was so gloomy that he could even shed tears.
Wang Luo behind him had his lips tightly closed and his teeth gritted. His mouth was full of blood. He tried to get up step by step: "Yu Wenhu, what the hell did you say about being full of benevolence, justice and morality?"