The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 263 Xuanyou Gangfeng (1317 plus more)

Inside the jungle.

Wu Ming's figure emerged, looking at the back of the Skyrim Witch who was leaving, lowered his head in thought, and waved his hand, the wind howling in the sky and the earth, and the thick black mist poured out.

A yin sedan chair was suspended in mid-air, with no wheels under it, floating like a black cloud, with a canopy standing up, the young man sat upright, and the four corners below were replaced by four ghost figures, and lifted the sedan chair.

The first ghost took the reins and shouted: "The ghost is open~! The ghost sedan chair!"

Buzz!
Wu Ming closed his eyes and leaned against the flexible cloudy recliner behind him, with a ball of white velvet cats and cats coiled in his hands, a faint light flickered between his brows, the sky and the earth dimmed instantly, and mottled shadows spread around the dense forest.

The four ghosts carried the sedan chair and moved forward slowly, their figures faded and disappeared.

He played tricks on Tongyou spells. The first-class spells in the imperial Han Dynasty were the third-level Taoism. The beginning of Qiankun spells, Tongyou spells also had a touch, and now they are mastered by rank one Gu.

Naturally, Wu Ming has various methods to maximize his potential, such as this "Yin Soldier Crossing the Border", combined with the five ghosts' transport method, his own control is formed, and he can come and go freely.

It's a pity that in the barbaric world of the Yin and Shang Dynasties, the bottom is chaotic, and it is hard to guarantee that there will be no more treacherous abilities.

Wu Ming was driving the Yin chariot, far behind the two of them.

At this moment, Zi Lu at the front looked ugly. He didn't find Wu Ming's shadow all the way, as if he disappeared out of thin air. He thought of the worst situation, that is, the other party had already entered the wind cave.

"No, this is my chance. It would be ridiculous to throw a stone at your own foot."

Zilu urged Xuanyan with all his strength, with majestic aura, flew over the dense forest roaring, and went deep into Xuanshan very arrogantly.

Fortunately, the Xuanyou Wind Cave is relatively close to the outside, so there is basically no worry about encountering a third-order monster.

Whoohoo!
Almost at the moment when they came to Xuanyou Fenfeng Cave, a dark cave at the foot of the mountain was blowing a large amount of air. There was no vegetation around it, and it was all black and red bare rocks.

Creatures simply cannot survive in the cloudy wind.

"Mysterious Light Mask."

Zilu yelled lightly, the mighty armor on his body flickered, and a light curtain enveloped Xuanyan and himself under his feet. In addition, there was a figure flickering between his brows, blessed with the power of a second-order witch.

Xuanyan's breath rose sharply, and then quickly escaped into the wind cave.

A strong evil spirit rushed towards his face, with a life-freezing chill, Zilu frowned, and opened his [Xuanyun Eye] to look around. This is the sorcery brought by Xuanyan under him.

There is also a gap between similar monsters. Zilu's Xuanyan is of royal blood, and is the offspring of Shangjun's Xuanfeng Mingyan. The latter is a real fairy monster with the strength of the third-order peak.

It can't evolve by itself, it can only be cultivated by humans, so the litter of offspring born are all high-grade [Feihong Xuanqin] and medium-grade [Xuanyan].

Zilu did not choose the high-class monster Feihong Xuanqin, but chose the middle-level Xuanyan, which is the magic of [Xuanyun Eye], which is a variation of the fortune spell, and it is listed as a medium-level one, which can see through many opportunities.

He was so sure that Xuanyou Fengxue had its own opportunity.

After all, Xuanyan can be promoted, but luck spells are rare.

When Zilu saw that a cloud of golden mist in the depths of the Xuanyou Wind Cave had not dissipated, he was immediately relieved. It seemed that his cousin hadn't come, and then he was puzzled.

Where is Wu Ming?
A large amount of gusts of wind erupted from the Xuanyou wind cave, and Zilu couldn't hold on any longer. The second-level witch might be able to forcefully enter the wind cave by virtue of his strength, but he couldn't last long.

And there are many [wind spirits] here, the golden mist is like the king of many wind spirits, once it is touched, it will cause riots.

The riot of hundreds of monsters is enough to tear any second-order creature into pieces.

Zilu had tried before and was forced to retreat. In fact, if he informed the elders in the clan, he might still be able to make a decision, but the chance had nothing to do with him.

He had a hunch that this was his greatest opportunity.

Just when Zilu left as usual, squatting outside Fengxue, waiting for Wu Ming to deliver the goods to the door.

Suddenly, the golden mist in the depths of the wind cave trembled, reacted, and rose rapidly, and the wind cave seemed to be in a riot at this moment, a massive gust of wind surged, and fell into the violent sea.

Rumble!
The dark and gloomy wind surged over Xuanshan Mountain, attracting many sharpeners below to look over.

"Ah, what's going on?!" Zilu was caught off guard, and was rushed out of the wind cave by the strong wind. His figure was quite embarrassed, but when he looked down, he saw the cloud of golden mist rising slowly from Xuan Yun's vision, and he was overjoyed.

"Ahahaha, the opportunity has come, today's baby is right for me!"

I saw the wind hole below, accompanied by the golden mist coming out, there was also a rampant, transparent air flow that seemed to have life, a black tornado storm that reached the sky and grounded.

A large number of wind blades ravaged the surface rocks, leaving dense ravines.

And immediately behind the transparent air flow, there are streams of condensed and dim air flow, which are more violent than the transparent air flow above, and the atmosphere is myriad.

"This is the low-grade [Feng Jing] and the medium [Death Wind Jing]."

Zilu was forced to the edge, and when he saw this scene, he lost his voice.

Mountains, rivers, rivers, wind and thunder can all become spirits, among which wind belongs to a large category, born in the air flow of heaven and earth, among which the lowest level is the common goods [Feng Jing], which handles [Feng Xing], [Wind Blade] and other low-level spells .

Moderate is [Different Winds], common ones are [Four Seasons Different Winds], spring wind, autumn wind, foehn, etc. The difference is that it has been contaminated with other zodiac signs and becomes extremely tyrannical.

The natural spirits of heaven and earth have always been a relatively precious kind among witches, and they have a great advantage over the same level.

So many wind essences are enough to support the rise of a large part, and for the Shang country, they can also form a powerful extraordinary army of wind attributes.

Gradually, the most core thing in the depths of the Xuanyou Wind Cave emerged, it was a glistening and brilliant air mass, the whole body was black, containing a sense of condensed immortality.

"This is Gangfeng!" Zilu was excited.

At the same time, Zihui, who just flew over, and Wu Ming, who was hiding in the distance, were also surprised.

Wu Ming secretly said: "Xuanyou Gangfeng, a top-notch monster."

Tianqiong's Zilu was very excited, and began to drive Xuanyan to squeeze into the sweeping nether storm. The witch's eyes were also red, and she wanted to compete for the superior monster. The two fought in mid-air.

Farther away, Chaogeyi also noticed the movement on the Xuanshan Mountain of Youdu. Columns of light soared into the sky, and the aura of the third-level great witch overflowed. They looked surprised.

"What happened in the end, could it be that there is a treasure of heaven and earth?"

"Could it be that another big monster in the mountains was born?"

More than a dozen rainbow lights were set up and flew to the depths of Xuanshan Mountain.

Wu Ming, who was close at hand, ignored the turmoil of the outside world, and watched the storm calmly, and suddenly seized the opportunity, and the white cat Gu in his hand shone brilliantly.

Buzz!
In an instant, the light hole opened in front, and the sedan chair galloping in the nether world quickly passed through the pitch-black tornado, as if seeing nothing, squeezed into the eye of the wind, manifesting the cloud luan carrying the sedan chair by four ghosts.

The two who were fighting in mid-air were taken aback when they saw this.

When they saw Wu Ming walk out calmly, they were even more furious. Before he could hide himself, Zi Lu exposed his nature and shouted: "Zi Wu, give me Gang Feng quickly!!"

(End of this chapter)