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As the sun went down for a long time, the overwhelming bloody atmosphere permeated the sky, and the silent atmosphere oppressed everyone so that they couldn't breathe.

The red leaves of the trees in the streets of Liyuegang rustled under the strong wind, as if they were soaked by the raging fire, and blended with the blood-red spots on the plain.

Ningguang straightened up and looked into the distance. In her vision, Chu Hong's sky changed from a moldy lake to a clear one. She seemed to gradually see the outlines of those red patches, and the winding clouds were mixed with rock-like golden yellow.

In the center of the scorched battlefield, the gathered people finally checked the information they knew.

"So... maybe the Emperor Yan Wang is not dead, but is still fighting with the stinky Baodi in the sky?"

Paimon covered his mouth in surprise, and whispered in the traveler's ear.

It's just that everyone present is a person with sharp eyes and ears, even though Paimonte deliberately lowered his voice, all the immortals and Qixing could still hear the words clearly.

Although Mandrill had concealed the fact that the emperor had faked his death, the meteor falling from the sky made everyone suspicious.

Except for the emperor, who else can perform such meteors and stars that shake the sky and shake the earth, move mountains and create seas?

"Then what is the explanation for the wind that prevents Liuyun from breaking through the clouds?"

Lishui Dieshan Zhenjun raised his head, and looked towards the sky in the direction of the gaze.

The surging flaming red flare released fire and heat, and a large amount of debris and molten flow rolled down from the sky. Even though the clouds were thousands of feet away from the ground, one could still feel the scorching heat of the core temperature of a volcano.

Fortunately, there is an extremely thin layer of blue wind between the red cloud and the ground, supporting the falling lava like a miracle, covering the violent sun's light, otherwise Liyue Port would have been destroyed by endless flames.

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"At the beginning of the war, there was a blue wind dragon that tore through the sky and extinguished the fire with its breath, saving at least tens of thousands of Liyue residents."

Ning Guang withdrew his gaze from staring at the sky, and supported his chin in meditation.

"According to Yuehai Pavilion's information, that giant dragon should be the Wind Demon Dragon that ravaged Mond a few months ago. It was defeated by a blond traveler from a foreign country and returned to the neighboring country Fengshen's jurisdiction."

Mentioning the blond traveler, everyone subconsciously turned to the girl holding the Vulcan Heart.

"Hmph... Twarin is not a wind dragon, it's Mond's guardian of the east wind..."

"And when the wind dragon was ruined, Paimon also contributed!"

Little Paimeng seemed to be enjoying the gazes of everyone at the moment, he folded his arms and raised his head, complacently correcting Ningguang's statement.

"Tianquanxing means... the wind in the clouds is arranged by that Fengshen Juan?"

True Monarch Liuyun Borrowing the Wind ignored Paimeng's bragging, and shook off the smoke and dust from the green wings, a little suspicion flashed in the hazy crane eyes.

She has personally tested the power of that wind layer. The light wind looks gentle and weak, but in fact it is like the Tianheng Mountains across the north and south of Liyue. It is vast and vast, and it cannot be shaken by the power of immortals.

If the Fengshen Juan had such great power, it would be hard for Liu Yun and other immortals with three eyes and five manifestations to accept it.

Even in the era of the lonely king of the tower, Mond's overall strength was far from that of Liyue, especially before the Dragon King Ruo Tuo went mad due to wear and tear, Liyue was the most powerful country except Zhidong.

After all, no one knows how many powerful weapons and alchemy products are hidden in the Winter Kingdom.

"Do not……"

There was a gleam in the bright red eyes, and then he shook his head to deny Liu Yun's opinion.

"I think...the one who set up the wind barrier is not the wind god scroll, but the god himself."

"Singer of the sky, Barbatos the wind god."

When the poet's real name was called out by the light, an unusual wind of turning point blew from the end of the street, blowing over the waists and cheeks of everyone, like a comforting hug.

Immediately afterwards, the blue wind dragon descended from the sky, the violent wind field continued to gather, the violent wind swept the gravel and the pages of the book, and even the tide was shaken by the mind of the powerful being.

The volume of the wind screamed suddenly, and the dragon's chant resounded.

"Twarin...it's us!"

Paimon hid behind the traveler, shouting to the falling dragon.

All the immortals were worried about the secondary damage caused by the huge size of the wind dragon, so they used magic formulas to protect the dilapidated buildings nearby.

The dragon in the sky retracted its violet wings that covered the sky, lowered its head and looked at the bluffing little floating object with its pair of aquamarine-like erect children, and gently exhaled the dragon's breath that could lift ordinary people into the air.

"Traveler, and unknown and powerful beasts."

Twalin nodded to Ying who was holding a long sword, and then looked at several animal-shaped immortals, with sharp cloud shadows and skylight reflected in his eyes.

"How dare you call me a beast..."

Shayue rubbed the deer's hooves on the stone slab, and was about to explode when Grandma Ping glared back at her.

Twalin didn't seem to want to get too entangled with Liyue Immortal, so he pointed the huge dragon head at Traveler and Paimon again, and the fragrance of Cecilia's flowers blew along with the turbulent wind.

"Poets are looking for you."

"Ah! It's Wen..."

Just as Paimon was about to answer, the traveler quickly pressed him back into his arms.

"Twarin, above the sky... is it Farmas?"

The green wind dragon didn't directly answer the girl's question, but raised its head and nodded slowly, then lowered the dragon's body, hanging its neck covered with fine scales to the ground, signaling the traveler to climb up as soon as possible.

Seeing Tewarin's acknowledgment, a determined look appeared in his amber eyes.

The facts are as Miss Ningguang guessed, the Emperor Yan Wang did not die, he just used feigned death to lure out Famas, and then completely ended this thousand-year-long enmity.

Whether it's for Farmas himself or for Wendy's call, she is determined to prevent the two gods from going to war.

Moreover, Ying also had some guesses about the true identity of Emperor Yanwang.

"Delicate thoughts, elegant and steady, knowledgeable about the past and the present...and an extraordinary understanding of the history of Liyue and Munata."

"Dijun Yanwang...should be Mr. Zhongli from the Hall of Rebirth, right?"

The thoughts in Ying's mind gradually became clear, and she looked back at the thoughtful gaze, then grabbed the gap between Twarin's scales, turned over and sat on the back of the dragon with a few strengths.

The six wings of the giant dragon spread out like the wind, and the fine wind field rose from Tewarin, like chains penetrating the sky and connecting the ground and the dome.

If Wendy represents the gentle south wind, then Tewarin, known as the Dragon of the East Wind, symbolizes the harsh north wind.

The green dragon flapped its wings, causing howling winds, withered grass and fallen leaves flying all over the sky, and the unrestrained cold surged in, overwhelming the scorching heat on the battlefield like sweeping across the sky.

Everyone was blinded by the strong wind and had to use elemental power to stop them. However, Ningguang stepped forward against the whirl of the wind. Before everyone could react, he threw the glass-like Heart of Rock God in his hand. To the girl on the dragon's back.

Paimeng, who was lying on his shoulder, hastily stretched out his small hand, and caught the bright chess piece exuding rock light in a panic.

But when the traveler lowered his head to look for Ningguang's figure, Twarin had already led the two of them through the wind barrier and into the vast scarlet cloud.

"Hopefully everything works out in time."

Watching Ying go away, Ningguang turned her head, disregarding the imminent expression of the immortal, she spread her hands humorously.

"Now...the Heart of God is not in my hands..."

"If all the immortals want to take it, then go through that wind barrier."

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