Chapter 978: Wind blows

　　The black mist turned quickly, and there was a roar of roar.
　　Countless arcs flashed, sparked sparks, and the speed of rotation exploded. The arc is like many sharp blades cut on everyone's skin, making people unable to open their eyes. Even the middle-level spirits have to exert all their strength to resist this powerful suction, such as walking on thin ice.
　　 witnessed a high-level spirit who was drawn into the black mist by green vines, the shock caused by it is beyond description.
　　 And, the people who used to be on the huge terrace now still have less than 10% of them. They are all low-level spirits and can't resist this attraction.
　　Except for a few people such as Ouyang Ming, everyone thought desperately in their hearts, this time, I am afraid I have to explain here.
　　 This method of death is even worse than that of Marguerite's body, so at least it can earn a reputation, and this? I'm afraid that even a whole piece of flesh will not be left.
　　 "Hurry up, don't let go!"
　　On the terrace, the harsh Yanshuo pulled the harsh moon, his fingers pinched together, and they all turned purple.
　　 Harshness and Harshness are brothers and sisters who grew up with a golden key. Kejia is on the fringe of the known area of ​​the Daxu, and it is also considered a first-class family. There are two peaks of the spirits in the family. The sphere of influence is enough for a hundred miles. The harsh and talented talent is excellent from an early age. Eyes higher than the top, always looking up at the proud head.
　　 But at this moment, Hao Yueyue didn't have the previous domineering look, his long eyelashes blinked, his eyes were filled with mist, and he looked pitiful.
　　 "Brother, the spiritual power in my Dantian is exhausted, I am so tired, I have no strength." Her voice no longer arrogant, fell into the world.
　　 "You must persevere anyway, if you are inhaled, it will be better than death." Harsh Yanshuo yelled loudly, filled with fear in his heart, but forcibly pretended not to care, comforting the harsh moon.
　　 At this moment, the suction from the black mist vortex instantly increased.
　　The head of the harsh moon was sinking, chaotic and chaotic, and his body was softened in vain. Even the last trace of energy was exhausted. The wrist snapped and released directly, and was swept away by this suction.
　　 "No -" harsh Yan Shuo red eyes and roared up in the sky, but there is no way.
　　 The cold wind was sucked into his mouth, and the harsh moon woke up, desperate in his heart. Cold sweat came out of the pores, secretly secretly, just die? I don't want to die! I still have a lot of things to do? Moreover, this kind of death is too ugly...
　　 tears flowed out of her eyes, did not roll along her cheeks, was directly sucked into the vortex, and turned into a faint water vapor, disappeared.
Who can help me? She prayed in her heart and kept praying.
　　 I promise to be a boudoir in the future, practice well, don’t be picky when eating, and don’t talk in an aggressive manner. Her mind was full of thoughts, and all kinds of strange thoughts came up.
　　 "If anyone saves me now, I will recognize him as a double-cultivator!" She growled in her heart and made a decision.
　　He Jian's throat moved slightly, and strode forward half a step, began to gather his breath, and was preparing to shoot.
Ouyang Ming took the subtle movement of He Jian into his eyes and shook his head: "Forget it, how to say, she also helped me once, and there is no bad heart." Moreover, he did not want to leave indifferent and heartless in He Jian's heart. The image, since he also wanted to save, it would be better to send a favor.
　　 After all, as long as he becomes a venerable. For Ouyang Ming, it will be a great help.
　　 believes in his heart, as long as He Jian breaks the shackles, breaks into a venerable, ordinary Venerable, I am afraid he can't really stop this old man's sword.
　　 Thoughts are certain, stride across, a little toes on the terrace, and jump lightly.
　　 Kunpeng, whose body is like an open wing, flew away, and the aura in Dantian exploded, and the pulse flowed instantly, and his own speed exploded more violently.
　　The shock caused by this scene is unimaginable, and countless uproars rang out.
　　 "This... is he crazy? Even such a powerful suction force dared to fly off the terrace is just to death!"
　　 "Yeah, none of the high-level spirits had escaped before using the technique of blood escape!"
　　……
　　The faces of these monks are complex and various, with ridicule, sarcasm, worry, and comfort...like a taste of the world.
　　 But among these, the most complicated look is still harsh and stern.
　　 "How is he?" The voice roared in his brain, making him feel his face burning like a fire, burning pain.
　　 Especially thought of his previous attitude towards him, he was extremely bitter.
　　 How could he never think of such a plain-looking young man who is such a master, how old is he? The world in my mind seems to collapse.
　　 In the sky, Ouyang Ming's body pulled away, rolling the mist, and the fierce color flashed in his eyes, and he simply dissipated the body's aura against this suction. In a flash, his own speed reached
　　 Armed around the thin waist of the stern moon weak Liu Fufeng, a faint scent of sweet smell echoed in the nose.
　　The pupil of Harsh Moon shrank violently inwards, his face was unbelievable, his thoughts were gone, and his mind was unkempt, and he twisted his body subconsciously.
After two breaths, I was relieved from the shock and screamed: "This...this...how are you!" She has reached an incoherent level, and one can imagine what the shock in her heart has been. degree.
　　If she didn't know Ouyang Ming, she wouldn't do the same.
　　 The most important thing is that she also laughed at Ouyang Ming twice.
　　 "Don't move!" Ouyang Ming's voice was cold, without any emotion. Even though the soft incense was in his arms, there was no doubt in his heart.
　　 In his heart, he had no good impression of this arrogant and arrogant woman, and naturally would not speak softly.
　　Don't dare to move again, he hugged Ouyang Ming's shoulders with his hands, his long eyelashes trembling.
　　 The force of engulfing exploded from the vortex of black mist, tearing at Ouyang Ming, and seemed to be able to everything in the world into it.
Ouyang Ming's body moved uncontrollably to the black mist vortex. He felt the pulling force on the body, looked at the green vines in the black mist, and took two cold breaths in a row. Burning, mobilizing the aura in Dantian, condensed in the palm of his left hand, his face cold, shouted in a low voice: "Crush me!"
　　 The words did not fall, and the left hand pushed outwards.
　　 Palm white light flashed, the arrogant aura exploded directly.
　　Break a pulling force with vines at the same time, and produce a strong force of reverse thrust.
　　Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, stepped on the void, and moved a few bodies, falling onto the terrace.
　　 "This... is this too dreamy?" The voice of a spiritual person's mid-level rehearsal dragged his head, and his face was incredible.
　　 "Yeah, it's hard to imagine, this person...what exactly is this person doing?" All the monks who saw this scene had this idea at the same time.
　　Ouyang Ming seemed to be unknown, glanced at Yan Shoushuo lightly, and said, "Take care of her." There was no slight wave on his face, and the voice was cold, as if there was no intersection between them.
　　Strictly nodded, Shuo Shuo should be surprised, his heart mixed.
　　Not only is he not angry, but secretly secret in his heart, cool.
　　Ouyang Ming's figure flashed to He Jian, frowning together, thinking about the way to break the game.
　　He Jian's face was gloomy and said, "Brother Ou, time is urgent. You follow me. I will try to cut the black mist and vine sword behind me."
　　 Under the spread of this voice, everyone is happy.
　　 At this moment, an eager idea came from the world of Poison Red, Ouyang Ming was startled, and then his face showed surprise.
The sleeve waved lightly and smiled lightly: "Senior He, and watch me break through this vortex of black mist!" As he said, he looked confident, as if he could break the sky, and an unspeakable charm came out of him. People can't move their eyes.
　　If someone else said this, He Jian would sneer.
　　 But Ouyang Ming said it, but for some reason, it was written in Chinese, and it seemed to be able to crush mountains.
　　 is not a word, it is the person who says it.
　　 This moment, Ouyang Ming's incomparably dazzling, as if gathered in the spirit of the world, even the body seems to be covered with a faint light.
　　 looked at Ouyang Ming's back staring sternly, thinking of the decision he made between life and death, with a pale blush on his cheeks, and autumn water in his eyes, with inexplicable deep meaning.
　　Even if some monks doubted Ouyang Ming, seeing this scene, he swallowed back the words in his throat.
　　Ouyang Ming didn't understand the complicated feelings of everyone, and he moved gently, and there was mist in his body.
　　 secretly used the spiritual power to wrap the spirit of Dudan, quietly released from the space bag and merged into the black vortex.
His eyes flickered and pretended to yell softly: "Worried about Tianwei, two different appearances and four elephants, and it was drawn with my thoughts, and the wind rose!" In the wind, he struck white and spit out from his mouth with his words, and stepped on In the void, step out of the terrace.
　　 The sleeves were gently waved, and the whole Black Mist Mountain was violently windy. The black mist was like tears and was torn out.
　　 This scene is like thunder on the ground, leaving the monk above the terrace blank, as if the whole world is shaking.
The two high-level spirits on the frontmost terrace looked at each other at the same time~EbookFREE.me~ Both saw the terrifying colors of their respective eyes and pressed the voice to the lowest: "Brother Xu, before Is it possible to use your cultivation as a way to save people from the terrace?"
　　The man with the giant axe groaned for a moment, and immediately shook his head: "Brother Wen, you are looking at me too high, stepping out of the terrace, I'm afraid I won't be able to return, let alone save people."
　　 "Then do you think this person can break the vortex?" the man asked again.
　　 The man holding the giant axe smiled bitterly and said, "Brother Wen, I don't understand the horoscope, so you asked the wrong person."
　　 He turned around and looked at Ouyang Ming's slightly thin back.
　　 is like seeing a majestic mountain, which is pressed against his heart, making him breathless in the water.
　　 Even He Jian's eyes showed horror, and he secretly speculated in his heart, is it true that Brother Yu's five-element attribute is complete and can be transformed into wind and thunder? Can a word be the law of the world? With the help of the power of heaven and earth in advance, this is impossible. He is only a high-level spirit. How can he achieve this step? Can't figure it out, can't figure it out...
　　 There was a cloud of paste in his mind.
　　 The word "wind up" is like a sharp knife carved on his bones.
　　 After all, the shock from the previous scene was too great to be wiped out. ...
　　
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