God of Warcraft

Chapter 1570 The Origin of Wind
Under the giant trees of the giant forest, the sun cannot be seen for many years, the humidity is extremely heavy, and the countless rotten leaves make the land extremely fertile. Under the entanglement of weeds and strange vines, the land is more like a rotten swamp , but the vegetation is extremely deep above this rotten swamp.A group of people got into it, but I really couldn't see their shadows clearly.

Mo Haicang got into the weeds without stopping, and ran quickly in the grass.The rotten smell on this land is indeed not very pleasant.Where their consciousness swept over, they saw poisonous insects writhing in the muddy swamp, and when they landed, some huge mosquitoes and flies flew out of the grass with a "buzz", densely packed.Huge mosquitoes, the small ones are like fists, and the big ones are the size of a washbasin. Everyone is shocked by their ferocious mouthparts. Fortunately, the defensive power of the body-protecting gods on them has not weakened, and these mosquitoes are still unable to They were so close that they were directly shattered by the body-protecting god.

"It stinks..." Mo Zhichang couldn't help cursing, he could only choose this way at the moment, almost all the insects and ancient giants in the distance walked through the tree trunk, they fell to the bottom all of a sudden, but escaped all of a sudden out of the opponent's line of sight.Those worms tracked their breath, those huge worms couldn't get down to the ground, but some small parasites on the backs of those huge worms chased them down from the trees like a tide, those worms the size of wild dogs moved Extremely fast.Walking under this kind of tree is very flexible, which makes Mo Ningze and others extremely depressed, but there is no way.

"Boom..." Mo Zhichang's figure had just passed through an old vine, and the bottom of the old vine beside him suddenly exploded, and countless mud splashed out, blurring Mo Zhichang instantly like a rain of flowers all over the sky. Wisdom's gaze.

"Not good!" Mo Zhichang's heart jumped, this was not a strange beast from the ground, because he saw a dazzling brilliance in the countless splashed mud, like lightning, fleeting.

"Ding..." Mo Zhichang hastily drew out his sword, feeling as if his sword had struck something, and there was a light sound, but his strength seemed to be pulled away by some kind of force, and vented invisible .Then a icy chill directly pierced through his body. He wanted to shout, but found that he couldn't make any sound, and a burst of divine spirit shot out from his throat.There was only a "ho ho" sound.Then, he saw a face full of black mud, only a mocking smile appeared in those eyes that were as bright as stars.

"Ho ho..." Mo Zhichang wanted to reach out to grab the opponent and lift his sword, but he only raised his hand halfway, and felt that all his strength was drained at once.He really hoped that Mo Ningze could look back at this time, so that Mo Ningze might be able to save his life, but his hope was in vain, and Mo Ningze disappeared from his sight in a flash.

"Zhichang..." Just when Mo Zhichang was desperate, an angry low cry came from behind him.Mo Zhichang vaguely felt that it was Mo Zijin, and Mo Zijin also escaped, but he didn't have much hope in his heart, because Mo Zijin's cultivation level was lower than his, and the opponent could cut off his body with one blow. Throat, its combat power is probably still higher than his own. If it is Mourning Ze, then there is still hope.

"Go..." Mo Zhichang uttered a word with difficulty from his throat, and he felt the blood on his body drain quickly.

"Senior Brother Zhichang..." Mo Zijin's eyes flashed with fury and murderous intent. There is actually a murderous intent hidden among the muddy underground weeds, but the other party is covered in black mud, he can't see it, but But seeing the outline of the other party, it is certain that the other party must be a spiritual cultivator, and the fluctuation of the divine spirit on his body is definitely not a giant, nor can it be a Zerg.

"The Palace of Bliss..." Mo Zijin suddenly thought of what Mo Haicang said before, that the Palace of Bliss and the ancient giants jointly plotted against them, and he thought of the spiritual cultivation of the Palace of Bliss.

But the man didn't answer him, and suddenly twisted off Mo Zhichang's neck, which had already been beheaded until there was only a little bit of skin left.

"You stay too!" The clay figurine unscrewed Mo Zhichang's head without stopping, and that head disappeared into his magic weapon of space in an instant. In an instant, there seemed to be endless wind blowing through the woods, each strand was as cold as ice, and it hurt the body.

"The power of the origin of the wind..." Mo Zijin was slightly surprised, before his voice fell, the remnant light had already appeared in front of him, the speed was extremely fast, as if moving with the wind, where the wind came, the remnant light appeared It will arrive.

"Ding, ding..." Mo Zijin's sword was like a peacock spreading its tail, a huge sword screen lit up around his body, one handle, two handles, three handles... seven handles... Mo Zijin's sword turned out to be Seven handles, he seldom uses seven swords at the same time, but at this moment, he feels that the opponent's attack seems to come from any direction, no matter how he defends, he can't stop the ubiquitous wind, so once he makes a move , Seven swords come out together.

"Excellent sword skills..." The clay figurine's residual blade sparked a stream of flames in the void, and no matter which direction his residual blade attacked from, it seemed that he couldn't break through the sword screen formed by the seven swords.In the sword skills, it seems that there is a sword array hidden.

"Who are you..." Mo Zijin took a deep breath. The opponent's realm didn't seem to be high, but his strength and speed were much stronger than him, which made him feel depressed. If such an opponent He has enough time to deal with the opponent, and maybe he can last for a while.But now, with the worms behind and the giants chasing him, he has no time to spend here.But it is very difficult to escape.

Not far away, Mo Haicang rushed to the front. Suddenly, his body shook, and he felt a familiar breath coming from not far away.He couldn't help frowning slightly, and muttered to himself: "The wind, it's the sound of the wind...he's coming!"

Mo Haicang's expression turned ugly in an instant. He was no stranger to this source of fluctuation. It was the guy with the source of wind who ambushed them in that patch of trees that almost drove him to a dead end.Only this time, that person didn't seem to be targeting him, but someone else, but the wind rising between heaven and earth made him perceive the existence of the other party.

"He's here? Who?" Mo Donghua looked astonished.

"People from the Paradise of Paradise, I can feel his aura!" Mo Haicang's eyes flashed a trace of deep hatred.

"Where is it?" Mo Donghua also had a murderous look in his eyes.Among the same level, he is very confident. In this world, only the strong of the god level can enter. Once he surpasses the level of the gods, no matter how much he pays, he can't do it. Come, he doesn't mind meeting for a while.

"In the rear." Mo Haicang thought that he almost died, and all the others in his team died except him. Although he was terrified, he couldn't suppress the hatred in his heart.

"What's going on..." Mo Ningze also rushed over, seeing Mo Haicang and Mo Donghua stop suddenly, he couldn't help asking in astonishment.

"Senior Brother Hai Cang said that the people from the Paradise of Paradise might be nearby." Mo Donghua took a deep breath and said.

"Damn it, I want to see someone in the Paradise of Paradise." Mo Ningze was also angry. Today, his party was almost led by the nose, and the worst thing was that he had already lost his army without even meeting the enemy. , 29 people together, but only a few people survived, which made him lose face.Now that Mo Haicang said that the people from Blissful Heaven Palace are here, it is certain that this serial trap is also inseparable from Blissful Heavenly Palace.

"Let's go..." Mo Haicang's body suddenly turned back, he wanted to see what the people in the Paradise of Paradise really wanted to do, and who was that divine cultivator who possessed the essence of wind.He hadn't seen the opponent's face clearly. This time, he believed that he would definitely be able to fight together with Mourning Ze and Mo Donghua.

In this kind of place, the attacks of those giants will not have a particularly big effect, and there is no harmony between the giants and the wild insects. Once the two sides collide in time, they will definitely fight together, and they can clean up the group of Bliss Heaven Palace with peace of mind Spiritual practice.

Mo Ningze and the others returned quickly, and soon their faces became extremely ugly. They found that except for the three of them, only one of the people who had fled originally followed up.The others were all gone.

"Zhichang...Zijin..." Mo Haicang and Mo Ningze didn't walk very far, and their expressions became extremely ugly. When they arrived, they saw a strange man covered in black mud cut Mo Haicang open with a knife. Zijin's sword array pierced Mo Zijin's protective body without hindrance. In front of them, Mo Zijin let out a desperate howl and his head flew out.

The weird man covered in mud turned his head and glanced at Mourning Ze and Mo Haicang, revealing his sharp white teeth, his eyes were as fierce as a wolf's, and they were more mocking.He stretched out his hand to grab Mo Zijin's head, and in a flash, he disappeared into the jungle like a gust of wind.

"Damn..." Mo Ningze yelled, and the other party actually chopped off Mo Zijin's head in front of them, and they were still more than a hundred feet away, so there was nothing they could do. They seemed to be able to feel Mo Zijin's death. Desperate and unwilling in their hearts, they were helpless.In the end, the man turned his head and smiled, which was a mockery.

"I must kill him..." Mo Ningze watched Mo Zijin's headless body crashing down, boundless anger rose in his heart, and a sense of powerlessness made his murderous intent soar.

"Boom..." Mo Donghua smashed out a mountain-shaped artifact in Mo Donghua's hand, but the opponent's speed was too fast, and he didn't stop at all once he succeeded. Moving away like the wind, it seems that places with wind can easily move, and it is impossible to clearly capture the opponent's figure.

"Who the hell is he? When did such a person appear in the Paradise of Paradise?" Mo Ningze took a deep breath, looked at the direction where Zhan Wuming disappeared, which was the direction where the group of ancient giants were chasing, and couldn't help asking fiercely road.

"Mo Haicang shook his head. He didn't know the identity of the other party. He just felt the breath of the other party's original source of wind. This is a very rare source of power. One can grasp the source of energy below the gods. This son is definitely a genius, but in the Paradise of Paradise, he has never heard of such a genius.

(End of this chapter)