Entering the Evil Abyss again, Bai Mo is already very familiar with this place. The strange screams of the resentful souls outside are basically the same as the "Have you eaten?" greeting.
Goodbye Feng Ling, the little guy seems to be a little fatter. It is because there are too many wind seeds in the body and it can no longer maintain a small size.
With the wind spirit taken back, Bai Mo also learned about the ability of the ancient king's relic.
This wind is called Xuansha. It is elusive and unpredictable. It is also the fastest and has the power of a great heavenly species.
Bai Mo tried it for a while. With the blessing of Xuansha Tianfeng, his speed was five times faster than before. At the same time, if he casts magic, his skills will hit the enemy at this speed, or attack away. I'm afraid it will be difficult for most people to avoid it.
"Yumian, there is trouble in Northern Xinjiang. You will sit here first. If anything happens, I will inform you."
Bai Mo did not chat with Feng Ling or the evil body Yu Mian. After learning about this new After the wind attack, he immediately made arrangements.
"The sea water in the sea area is also rising. I want to do one thing to see if I can slow down the rise of the sea water. I need to go to the northwest desert. We will contact you through the sound transmission imprint."
< br>"Okay!"
Ding Yumian did not ask him how he could be sure that something would happen in Haijiang and Northern Xinjiang, and only expressed his support.
"If there are any enemies, I will transform into an emperor and lead the dead kings from all directions to destroy them all!" The evil body Yu Mian said domineeringly. With her dignified clothes, she really looked like a queen.
"Okay, we will hold your thigh from now on."
Bai Mo thought for a while and found nothing missing, so he immediately left Shayuan and headed northwest.
The last time I entered the Taklimakan Desert, I was quite nervous. I only dared to walk along the remaining veins of the Tianshan Mountains on the edge, as if I was a sneaky mouse.
But this time Bai Mo sat on Jingwei and swaggered across the entire Taklimakan.
From high in the sky, he could clearly see the undulating sand dunes below like waves, with some demon tribes, or lairs of various sizes scattered among them.
From time to time, a sandstorm blows up, like waves on the water.
None of the many demons sensed the Jingwei in the sky. Even if a few monarchs with advanced cultivation sensed her, their anti-air power would not be able to reach her at all.
Even so, it took a long time to pass through the undulating Hexi Corridor, pass through the vast Taklimakan Desert, and finally meet the Pamir Plateau again.
Seeing the familiar scene here, Jingwei seemed a little familiar. He chirped excitedly. He did not need Bai Mo to guide the way. He flapped his wings quickly and came to the Tianmen Canyon at a faster speed. superior.
The roaring wind roared between the huge stone gates. Above the stone gates, an elemental wind seed that had not changed for thousands of years was quietly suspended above.
Jingwei shakes off its wings and lands on the Tianmen. This place is simply the center of a storm. Strong winds from all directions rush here, and then all of them are injected with wind seeds, and then pass through the Tianmen.
The mighty wind blew on the plateau below, and after thousands of years, it carved out a hurricane canyon several thousand meters long and more than a thousand meters deep.
Bai Mo called out the wind spirit and motioned to the wind seed in front of him.
In fact, after Jingwei's test when it fell just now, it was found that this wind seed may be from the same source as the pale yellow heavy wind that Feng Ling has absorbed.
In other words, the pale yellow heavy wind is actually split from the sky wind hanging high above the Tianmen, overlooking a plateau basin valley.
It may be a coincidence caused by a demon who tried to absorb it in the past but failed.
All in all, this is a good thing. Jingwei's Canghuang Heavy Wind can advance to the level of Heavenly Seed.
On the other hand, if the wind spirit absorbs it, it will no longer take so long to communicate and capture the spirit of the sky wind.
“咒咒~~!”
The figure about the size of a primary school student in Fengling circled the wind seed twice and made a sound of humming. Although it was a little eager, it was also a little reluctant.
After all, I just ate a wind-type heavenly seed and I was quite full, and now I have another one.
Feng Ling is a little troubled. It seems that there are too many good things, which makes people feel uncomfortable and happy.
But she knew what Bai Mo was thinking, and it was not too appropriate to compare absorbing heaven seeds to eating.
Increasing strength is a wonderful thing after all. As an elemental Holy Spirit, she could not refuse the sky wind. Without any hesitation, Fengling's body began to grow slowly. After growing up to the height of an adult woman, she crossed her legs. Sitting under the wind seed.
It can be seen that her originally gorgeous cyan dress gradually turned pale yellow, and her face was shrouded in a cloud of the same pale yellow aura, which was the airflow continuously coming down from above.
As the absorption began, Bai Mo's body suddenly became unstable, and he grabbed Jingwei's feathers hard before he could truly stand still.
However, the fierce wind that was surging around became more violent, and a thunderous sound gradually emerged from the howling.
It can be clearly felt that with this Tianmen as the center, the entire Tianmen Canyon and even the Pamir Plateau that is dozens of kilometers around. They were all enveloped in a raging hurricane.
As a result, the whole world became blurred and gray. No matter from the inside or outside, all you could see was the roar of turbid yellow air.
It seems that this place has completely become a small world, a small world belonging to the wind.
Bai Mo tried to close his eyes and meditate, but in this small world, he could not sense any other elements.
There was a strong surprise in his eyes. This seemed to be the prototype of a forbidden realm, and it should be this pale yellow Tianfeng.
There is a forbidden realm, which means that this Tianfeng should be at least a small Tianzhong, and it should probably be of this quality.
Although the level and size of elemental species are only different in strokes, the difficulty time and various other factors are also very different.
For example, the Xuansha Tianfeng that had just been absorbed in the evil abyss was conceived by the ancient king with the help of the bones of ancient ferocious beasts. This is the main material.
What refines, forges and cultivates the Xuansha Wind to heaven-level quality is the two thousand years of drifting in the evil abyss, the ferocious evil produced by the undead and the airflow of time and space. It is these two strange energy sources that are turned into fire. With Xuansha Tianfeng,
At the same time, what supports Bai Mo in making this judgment are the three wind element forbidden realms he now has.
He could feel that Fengling didn't use any of them.
Speaking of which, these three elemental forbidden realms also have distinctive characteristics, and none of them are repeated.
They respectively correspond to the characteristics of the three heavenly winds, protection, control and change.
Bai Mo is very curious about what it will be like if the pale yellow Tianfeng Forbidden Realm is born.
The Forbidden Realm is a realm that contains specific rules. It can be regarded as an upgraded version of the realm. In the original work, Mu Ningxue’s Forbidden Realm of Ice is very abnormal. Having one is a big deal for mages of the same level. It's suppression.
Most man-made heavenly species don’t have this kind of thing. If someone knew that he had four of them in one series, they would be mad.
The sun was rising again on the horizon, and Bai Mo took out a spiritual seed and fed it to his greedy little fire cat.
The absorption speed of Tianzhong took a little longer than he expected.
Bai Mo did not meditate, but was always paying attention to Mo Fan's progress and situation, as well as the rising sea water on the beach.
Just now, he has learned that Mo Fan is going to a place in the grassland. There is an extradition notice, and Leng Jue will hold a grand opening ceremony there.
He To attend the opening ceremony, it's best to stop everything from starting!
This can’t help but make Bai Mo a little strange. He remembered that in the original work, Mo Fan wanted to approach Leng Jue. Even if he became Lan Yi, he was given a layer of control ability before he was brought into the ceremony site, and he was not yet At the opening scene, I was just there to witness Leng Jue's breach of the Great Wall and the bloodbath in the Central Plains.
He felt that something was a little unexpected, but he couldn't tell what was going on and could only remind him to be careful.
Inserting moso bamboo is a necessary process for cultivating seaweed.
Lao Zhang would set up a boat on the sea every day to check the growth of seaweed, and then insert new moso bamboos to cover an empty sea field.
As the seaweed planting base of the Lao Zhang family, thousands of hectares of seaweed in Hongxiapu grow under the sea surface and breathe in accordance with the rise and fall of seawater tides.
Quietly watch the sunset and the sea fall. Dusk falls and the tide rises.
But he hasn't changed the moso bamboo here for many days. I haven’t seen that kind of scenery for many days.
The wind on the sea brought a burst of salty air that seemed to have a bitter taste. The slightly thick water vapor blew out the cigarette in his mouth and hit his face.
Qiuhuhu was still roaring, but Lao Zhang felt a little cold in his heart.
The sea water has maintained this height for several days. Normally, the rising tide should recede, but seeing that the seaweed growing in the water is dying, the water still has not receded. Lao Zhang Somewhat bad.
The news said that it was caused by a fight between sea monsters in the depths of the ocean and that it would be fine in a few days, but he felt it was not that simple.
Moreover, no matter how much the news says, how can we understand the difficulties of people like them who rely on the sea for their livelihood.
Lao Zhang thought about calling his son, who was still in college at the Magic Academy, to come back and have a look. When he raised his eyes, he saw that all the bamboos in the sea field were a little crooked.
He couldn't help but rub his eyes. Why did he feel that the water on the sea had risen a little more?
Bai Mo is wondering why Mo Fan was able to get close to Leng Jue without being left with the means to control his soul by the purple ghosts under Leng Jue.
Little did he know that the purple ghost under the extradition leader had just conveyed the order from Lord Leng Jue.
As the person in charge of a part of the formation plan of Master Leng Jue, Zigui was very grateful to the mouse that lurked in secretly.
Because according to his original position, he was not qualified to go to the opening ceremony of Sir Leng Jue's grand ceremony and witness that great first moment.
"How is it? Has the news spread out? Does anyone want to participate in Lord Leng Jue's grand ceremony?"
Zi Gui said to a blue-clad deacon under him.
"Master Zigui, I have followed your instructions. Many people have already sent news and want to witness this great moment."
"Hahaha, that's good, but tell them that the qualifications are limited. If you want a spot, hurry up and arrange the master's formation, and then..."
Purple Ghost laughed, showing pleasure and amusement. smile.
"I offer their loyalty and some gifts."
"This"
The deacon in blue is a little unsure, but she knows that loyalty is nothing more than peace and harmony. This purple ghost signed a soul contract and was controlled by him. As for gifts, what exactly do they mean? Sometimes it is easy to make mistakes if you are too narrow-minded.
Blue Bat couldn't help but ask, "Sir, may I ask what gifts you need?"
"Idiot!" Purple Ghost cursed, and out of satisfaction with this subordinate, he still explained.
"Those official dogs must have smelled something and evacuated the people from the villages and towns in northern Xinjiang. This is not good. The Lord's grand ceremony cannot be opened without blood as a memorial." Zigui had a smile on his face. Exaggeratedly, "Let everyone who comes bring a hundred festival sacrifices, do you understand?"
"My lord is wise, but one hundred people will not There will be a few, or maybe a thousand," Blue Bat suggested with morbid excitement in his eyes.
"Hmph! Are you a stupid pig! One hundred is enough. How can we catch up with the start of the ceremony when there are so many people, and it is also very annoying to attract the garbage from the Tribunal Army." Zigui objected immediately.
"Yes! Your Excellency is thoughtful and thoughtful, and my subordinates are far behind. I will definitely complete your orders!" Blue Bat said immediately, without feeling at all that he was being scolded.
Seeing this, the purple ghost nodded with satisfaction, and at the same time did not forget to draw the cake, "When it is done, I can consider recommending you to be the chief deacon of the Lord. Among our seven ghosts, there is one more ghost."
"Thank you for your cultivation!"
The blue bat looked excited, but still responded respectfully, and slowly retreated.
After taking two steps slowly, she saw a tall man with a familiar temperament standing with his back to her, so she smiled and said,
"Beilu, haven't you always wanted to know why? Seeing Lord Leng Jue, do you want to become your subordinate? I have already found out how you can attend the opening ceremony held by your Lord this time!”
Mo Fan turned around and suppressed the uncertainty in his eyes. He actually realized that there was definitely something wrong with this blue bat.
"Ah! What are you doing!?"
Blue Bat exclaimed, but did not turn his face as he expected, but looked at him with interest. something.
This time Mo Fan couldn't bear it anymore, he felt that he had been violated. He quickly lifted his pants and put on his belt. There was a nonchalant response in his mouth.
"Pee, what do you think you are doing, shooting a gun? I thought you wanted to see it, but it seems to scare you, please bear with it."
"A little caterpillar, I can see it Too many!" Blue Bat said disdainfully.
“I’m a giant dragon!!” Mo Fan corrected him dissatisfied, “What’s that look in your eyes?”
Hearing this, the blue bat sneered, “Okay, okay, giant dragon. , Do you want to meet Lord Leng Jue?"
Speaking of this, Mo Fan had an extremely excited look on his face, "Of course, tell me how to do it."
"First of all, you need to offer your loyalty to Zigui and sign a soul control contract with him Contract.”
Hearing this, Mo Fan’s heart tightened and he subconsciously felt that he had been discovered.
If the contract is signed, his life will be controlled by the purple ghost. Although he is sure to break free with his ability, he will rarely need to be seriously injured.
Blue Bat didn't care about Mo Fan's expression at all. She was very satisfied that only Mo Fan came to check her.
If it were Bai Mo, she really wouldn't be sure to introduce Bai Mo into her plan without exposing her deepest secrets.
This is also the reason why she chose to stimulate Mo Fan and did not give him much time. She continued:
"The second condition is to bring a hundred living people to the grand ceremony. Meet Mr. Leng Jue, a living person is a gift for the opening of the grand ceremony.”
In an instant, Mo Fan’s expression became darker. There is even a feeling that these two Black Vatican bastards have been spoiled right here.
He was a little embarrassed, but subjectively he wanted to agree. At that time, he was unwilling to give his soul to others to control. Nor is he willing to do anything to ordinary people.
"I have a way to cancel the soul contract for you. All you need to do is find a chance to meet Yumian near Yunzhong. As for them asking for human sacrifices, I have no choice."
Suddenly, Bai Mo's voice A very low sound was heard in his ears, and Mo Fan's expression moved slightly before he continued:
"However, you can find an excuse not to do it yourself and go grab other deacons. Maybe. In this process, one or two people will be let go, and people from Spark Network or the Trial Council will be recruited. What to do is up to you. I feel that you are quite cool and you should have no shortage of ideas."
After listening. , Mo Fan twitched the corner of his mouth. If he hadn't been unable to speak, he would have said something back.
“I agree to both conditions,”
Mo Fan raised his eyes, looked directly at the blue bat and asked, "That guy from Purple Ghost, didn't you say how the people are coming?"
"Of course, what do you think?"
" People in northern Xinjiang have been evacuated to big cities. You can imagine how strict the censorship will be on us in those cities."
Mo Fan said unhurriedly, "I am afraid of trouble. I don’t want to take risks, it would be bad if I can’t get out. So, I want to grab another blue shirt. Are you interested?”
“Hahaha!” A burst of laughter came from the side. It was Zigui who came over and patted Mo Fan on the shoulder.
"Beilu, I admire your smart mind. Now, sign the contract."
As he spoke, his vulture-like eyes stared at Mo Fan, with a little undisguised suspicion in his eyes.
After receiving the message from Bai Mo, Ding Yumian immediately set off for Yunzhong City and found Mo Fan near the city.
Then he transferred the connection between his soul to a blood beast and disguised Mo Fan’s soul fluctuations.
She didn't know what would happen, so she found Lingling nearby to prevent her from suffering any accident.
And thousands of miles away, Bai Mo finally saw the sky.
After a storm that swept for more than ten kilometers and howled for several days and nights, the sky was now as blue as a wash, and on the earth, there was quicksand flowing thinly towards the canyon.
More than ten kilometers of quicksand were all blown out by the pale yellow wind during this period!
The sand fell into the canyon and was blown out of the canyon by the cross wind howling in the canyon.
The several kilometers of narrow canyon passages are like the barrel of a huge crossbow or artillery. Even without the pale yellow sky wind, the wind speed in it is extremely high.
The rapid strong wind carried the quicksand into the sky, swaying out of the Pamir Plateau and falling directly into the vast Taklimakan Desert.
Bai Mo is possessed by the wind spirit and feels the feeling of the four heavenly winds filling his heart and being at his fingertips.
After communicating with Mo Fan in the past few days, he also heard that Mo Fan was determined to punish the cardinal with demons.
He has nothing to say about this, just let him go to the Parthenon to hand over public rations. As for himself, he simply concentrated on planning the reclamation of the sea with wind and sand.
When you have enough energy, you can transfer the Minghui to the ocean. It is best to fight with the Queen of Bones on the bottom of the sea. Yu Mian will be sitting high on the Diaoyutai.
If there is no spare power, then the only choice is to help Little Pluto repel Khufu.
In a deep depression of more than ten kilometers of plateau, all the thin sand transformed from the land flowed into the canyon, and was launched into the desert by the canyon. It is unknown how much land was covered and how many shapes were shaped. A sand mountain.
But on the glacial continent in the far south, layers of glaciers are constantly melting, and the vast amounts of snow are a more spectacular sight than the desert waterfalls produced by falling into canyons for more than ten kilometers. causing a greater impact.
The entire edge of the ring continent is now covered with snow-water waterfalls. The falling water stirs up waves on the sea surface. The waves follow the path of the west wind and ride on the ocean currents from the coast to the continents.
From Peru to Fuso, outside the boundless East China Sea, the sea water on Fuso Island has risen a lot. Countless sea monsters took the opportunity to stir up waves. Taking advantage of this rare opportunity of the right time and place, one level They pounced on those human cities with a strong smell of flesh and blood.
The son of the old Zhang family looked at the Tokyo Sea Battle City that had been mostly submerged. It was hard to imagine how much the sea water here had risen. It was definitely not comparable to that along the coast of Kyushu.
Maybe the news is right. The seawater problem during this period is indeed caused by the sea monster.
He looked at the siren that was knocking down buildings one after another with great momentum, and his figure turned into a shadow and fled quickly.
It's better to go back to your country. You can't solve the reason why the sea water doesn't recede.
On the contrary, China has not yet reached the level of Tokyo, and it is already in a relatively good situation.
Besides, I have to ask the old man to find something else to do. The beach is too dangerous.
After dodging a water arrow that hit his crotch, Lao Zhang's son wiped his sweat and thought silently in his heart.
"Damn it, you can't do these things well! Looking at a group of ordinary people, you actually missed a dozen things that failed to succeed but failed!"
Mo Fan A thunder palm pressed on the face of a man in blue next to him, and he cursed angrily:
"What should we do if we lure the trial here? What should we do if our route of action is leaked? It ruins the opening of Lord Leng's grand ceremony." What to do! Can you bear the responsibility?”
But he said that ever since he signed the contract with Zigui that day, Mo Fan had gained some of his trust, so he became the tool person who was entrusted with collecting ‘gifts’ to find rats from the Secret Trial Society.
Mo Fan found an excuse to leave, secretly attracted a group of blood beasts to cause chaos, and successfully let a dozen people escape.
He came back without stopping to put an end to the riot, and organized an inventory of personnel with Blue Bat. He immediately discovered that something was wrong, and naturally he was held accountable.
"I've only been away for a while, but you can't stand anyone! You deserve to see Lord Leng!"
Now he is sent by Purple Ghost to take charge of these blue clothes One of the people in charge of the ceremony. Therefore, Mo Fan scolded him very loudly and slapped his hand again. Lan Yi, who wanted to climb up, did not dare to hide.
The whole person looks like a fanatical fan of Leng Jue.
"Okay, Beilu, let them go out to search. If you continue to fight, the poisonous spear will fight back."
When the blue bat saw his appearance, he stopped him. .
Hearing this, Mo Fan stopped immediately, thinking that those people should flee to a nearby city.
Then he said, "For the sake of Blue Bat, I will retain your qualifications to meet Lord Leng. Now follow me to meet Master Zigui! Who wants to lose the chain again? I, Beilu, I can’t spare him!”
"Yes!"
A group of people immediately followed with thousands of ordinary people trembling even more tremblingly.
Zi Gui didn't care about the few people missing, but he was very satisfied after hearing Beilu's small report from other deacons.
After all, these gifts were presented to Archbishop Leng Jue and had nothing to do with these porters.
Now that the porter has lost some money, the foreman punishes him, which is to protect his interests.
Relying on the special mark of the Black Vatican to go deep into the grassland, Mo Fan saw Leng Jue, who was wearing a coat, had a pale and enchanting face, and had strange purple eyes.
He stood surrounded by a crowd of people, standing on the hillside, as if he were standing in front of a throne that was about to ascend the throne.
Guards stood around him, and his aura showed several super levels.
Mo Fan could only watch from a distance and was not qualified to get close. He felt calm in his heart and sent Bai Mo a message that he wanted to take action. Faint lines appeared on the surface of his skin, and blood vessels bulged. The aura on his body gradually became vicious, surly, irritable and violent. (End of this chapter)