Too much fruit

Chapter 581 Is he playing me?

In the space filled with white mist, blood was pungent to the nose, but the outcome here was completely opposite to what Jiang Li had seen before.

Moreover, there is no wind or rain here, only the mist that never dissipates.

The soldiers wearing yellow scarves and the giant-like bodies fell to the ground, and a large amount of blood flowed out, moistening the land.

And the heavenly soldiers wearing silver armor were checking the corpses, and if there were any survivors, they would immediately kill them. Judging from their strength, their ranks should be no less than those of the Yellow Turban Warriors, at least the eighth rank. They are obviously officers among the 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and should actually be called heavenly generals.

The good brother Jiang Li longed for was standing with his hands behind his back amidst the guards of the heavenly generals, with a long look in his eyes, and he looked like a master.

He was looking at the fog in front of him, as if he could penetrate the space and see the source of the fog, the altar where the two gods of wind and rain were.

However, at this moment——

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt broke through the fog and struck Feng Manlou's head impartially. The expert was so struck that his body shook and smoke billowed out from his body.

The whole sky will immediately guard the whole building with wind.

Probably because Jiang Li was also in the Jiuli Huankong Realm Dharma at this time and was in danger, while Feng Manlou clearly had the ability to break this method, but he kept doing nothing. As a result, Jiang Li was in danger and had some connections. relation.

'Leifa...the aura of Thunder God and Lightning Mother...these two people join forces, they are indeed a strong enemy, but -' Feng Manlou showed a strange look.

"No problem, no problem, I'm fine with you."

Publicly and privately, they all had to ensure that Feng Manlou was alive.

"Lefa!"

This was a warning from heaven, or a warning, warning him that he had violated his oath. As for why...

He swept around, and through the mist and intricate spatial fluctuations, he captured three colliding breaths.

'No, with my good brother's ability to survive, he will not necessarily die even if everyone else is dead. How could he be in danger? It can't be because he encountered Zhang Zhixuan's true form, right? '

"It's the two gods of thunder and lightning!"

Feng Manlou estimated the possibility in his mind, and at the same time, his pupils quietly shrank and turned into vertical pupils.

But if Jiang Lizhen really wanted to leave, it wouldn't be difficult with his current strength.

Although the Lightning Mother of the God of Thunder is strong, the probability of taking Jiang Li's life is not impossible, but definitely not high, so Feng Manlou immediately guessed that Jiang Li was playing him.

"Protect the eldest prince-in-law!"

Feng Manlou stood in the center of the crowd, gently exhaled smoke and waved his hands.

What really troubled him was the sudden appearance of thunder.

There was still smoke coming out of his head and a burning smell appeared in his body, but these problems were obviously not difficult for him to solve.

Feng Manlou seemed to be in tune with Jiang Lixin, having similar thoughts.

'Is this guy playing the role of me? '

Whether it was out of public motives or personal thoughts, they immediately protected Feng Manlou.

The reason for the public spirit is that these generals are subordinates of the eldest princess, and she placed them in the forbidden army. My personal opinion is that during this period of time, they have seen Feng Manlou's ability and know that this eldest prince-consort, who is said to have become the deputy seat of Nantiansi through the back door, is truly talented and learned. He has some respect.

But the sky has given a warning, which means that Jiang Li was really seriously injured, which cannot be acted out.

Feng Manlou thought for a moment and immediately made a decision, "Generals, listen to the order and follow me to attack the enemy."

The time is almost here, so it doesn’t hurt to be a little earlier. However, thirty generals formed an array around Fengmanlou, walking straight into the fog ahead.

After a brief feeling of discomfort, the fog in front of my eyes dispersed slightly, and cold rain continued to fall from above, hitting everyone.

Different from the previous space, it is always raining and cold wind is blowing here, and wind and rain are always present.

When Feng Manlou led the people into this space and came under the rain, on the altar in the distance, Yuanjun, the Master of Rain, immediately felt something.

"Feng Manlou has appeared, and there are thirty Forbidden Army heavenly soldiers." Yushi Yuanjun's eyes were like water, reflecting the scene in the distance, and he said lightly.

"The Feng Manlou who has never been found before?" Uncle Feng asked on the other side of the altar. "This eldest prince consort is quite capable. Maybe he has discovered the secret of rain."

After all, he was the husband-in-law of the eldest princess. Uncle Feng did not underestimate him too much. Although he was surprised that Feng Manlou could avoid perception, he was not too surprised. But to say how much I value it, I don’t think so.

Is it possible that a mere wind-filled building can break the Jiuli Huankong boundary?

Then Feng Bo saw Master Yu's eyes look solemn.

"Fengmanlou has passed through ten realms of space." Yushi Yuanjun said in a condensed voice.

In such a short period of time, Feng Manlou led his people to march quickly, gathering subordinates along the way and killing enemy troops, and they had already passed ten spaces.

The most important thing is that the Rain Master can sense that he is approaching the altar.

It was like a sharp knife, moving forward without any hesitation or turning around, piercing straight to the altar.

"I really underestimated this person." Uncle Feng showed a surprised look.

However, although he was frightened, he just looked down at the white mist that had covered the land for hundreds of miles and said: "He can't stop us. God of Thunder, Mother of Lightning, intercept Feng Manlou."

The wind suddenly picked up, sending this sentence into the fog. After many twists and turns, it was clearly and unmistakably conveyed to the target's ears.

At the same time, the altar suddenly shook, and a huge head wearing a helmet appeared behind the altar, its face facing the two people on the altar.

Looking down from the head, you can see arms and a stalwart body stretching like the top of a mountain. The altar is carried on these shoulders.

Giant Spirit God!

Zhang Zhixuan’s Taoist soldiers!

At this time, he carried the altar on his shoulders and lifted it up to the sky, as if he was about to send it to the sky.

Countless bright lights are floating from below, rising into the sky with the altar, and converging in the sky.

"There is a fight ahead and you are in danger. The only person a mortal can turn to is God."

Uncle Feng looked at these bright lights and said with expectation: "Soon, soon."

In the sky, shallow waves appeared at some point, spinning towards the center, converging into the shape of a vortex, absorbing the countless bright lights. And above the altar, yellow clouds appeared, filling the sky.

A bolt of lightning came across the sky and landed on the altar, revealing a figure like a little giant.

He was wearing black clothes and an iron crown, with a huge figure and a curly beard. However, he did not look bold and bold, but had an inhuman indifference.

He looked up to the sky and whispered: "It's begun."

His eyes looked upward, making contact with the sky, as if he saw an invisible line of sight.

"Sacrifice to heaven."

He stretched out his hand, and a rough and ancient bow appeared in his hand, "Shoot into the sky."

(End of this chapter)