Dao Fruit

"Wait a minute, after that person is attracted, we must immediately take him down. We cannot give him time to mobilize order and release the halo!"

On the other side of the stream outside the camp, three Hu people gathered together, each of them was in a solemn mood, and one of them spoke with a confident expression.

"The king observed his aura before and found that his order halo was not solid. It should be because there were no soldiers to support him. He would definitely be suppressed by the king, which would distract his energy and make it difficult for him to take care of other things, making it convenient for us to take action. However, as the four generals, we should do our best. If we can calm things down before the king releases the halo, it would undoubtedly be the best!"

This man is not young, and there are many white hairs on his head. He obviously has some prestige among the three. When he was talking, the other two did not interrupt, but nodded from time to time.

But the next moment, the three people changed their colors at the same time, turned their heads hurriedly, and showed surprise.

"What happened? Labie's aura suddenly surged, and then suddenly dropped. Hmm? Now it disappeared. Could it be that he was killed? Eh? Cause and effect are involved. Could it be..."

In the surprise of the three people, a rapid sound of breaking through the air came from a distance. It was Qiu Yan who stepped into the air, and his momentum was swift!

Seeing Qiu Yan's scholarly figure, the three Hu people were all shocked.

"Not good! Labie failed and failed to stop this man!" The older Hu man showed a look of surprise, but then he calmed down and calmed down. "Fortunately, he did not activate the order halo, but came directly. That's good! That's good! We still have a chance!"

As he spoke, he shook his arms violently, and his hands formed a ring to embrace. The air in it was compressed suddenly, and then exploded. Immediately, a strong wind blew, and a violent airflow was set off, wrapping him up, lifting him up, and suspending him in the air. The golden elixir in his body turned, and the true essence rolled out, causing a surging air wave. The nature of his body changed and rotated on the spot.

Hualala!

A huge tornado was formed, and there were more true essences in the wind. It floated with the wind, howling like a tiger, generating pressure and spreading rapidly!

In the sky, the military order slowly jumped, and the aftermath spread over. Combined with this tornado, its power continued to expand!

"Oh? This person turned into a tornado, and his true essence was like a knife. He was actually a third-level golden elixir layer. The cultivation level is equivalent to my life cultivation level of flesh and blood. The generals under the command of Rouluo Zuoxian King are not simple characters."

In the distance. Qiu Yan controlled the black wind, and the black gas condensed like a pair of wings, flapping and changing, causing the surrounding luck to fall and rise. It was the magical method of the crow's power. Now Qiu Yan condensed the golden elixir and infused the power of the power with true essence. The flying speed has increased dramatically.

Just now, Qiu Yan grabbed the virtual pill and provoked the cause and effect. He took advantage of the situation to grasp the connection, and then came over without stopping, facing the three Hu people.

Whoosh!

The tornado came violently, revealing the momentum of sweeping the world!

Qiu Yan was the first to bear the brunt, and he felt it clearly. Under the influence of the violent airflow, the air has changed, and it has been driven to compress and condense. It is no longer peaceful and has turned into a sharp blade!

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

The wind blew on the clothes, originally just lifting the clothes, but now it seems like a short knife flying, wanting to penetrate the clothes together with the flesh and blood inside!

Pah pah pah!

The black wind that enveloped Qiu Yan played a role. The air blades that rushed over immediately fell into the black wind, lost their accuracy, collided with each other, and after making a crisp sound, they spread out and became a mess.

For a while, Qiu Yan was surrounded by cold light flashing, extremely chaotic, but no cold light could hit him, all of them collided and bounced!

However, the violent tornado has already arrived in front of Qiu Yan!

Qiu Yan was not panicked. He waved the pen in his hand in the air, and his spiritual consciousness and true essence gathered and condensed into one. The spiritual consciousness was the main thought, and the true essence provided huge energy. After mixing, it was splashed out like ink, forming a thick ink in the air, revealing a solid and condensed breath, horizontal in the air, like a dam!

He raised his hand and pushed, the dam collapsed, and the ink gurgled down, as if it was endless, and it turned into a long river. There was a historical atmosphere floating in it, and there were many changing scenes. It was the long river fantasy world!

This move was originally Qiu Yan's fusion of literary thoughts and memories, and the spirit of sages. It was condensed by an opportunity. This river is ancient and modern, and can turn all kinds of perceptions and scenes into illusions. Once the move is out, it will entangle the enemy. Those who are not firm enough will be directly dragged into the river, experience the ups and downs of reincarnation, and indulge in illusions.

However, the Hu man who was talking about the tornado was a third-level cultivator who had forged a golden elixir, so it was not so easy to succeed. After condensing the golden elixir, the three souls and seven spirits gathered into one. Even if the mind was different, it was difficult for him to have loopholes in his will and he would not be easily affected by the illusion. Therefore, the rolling river only entangled the tornado and barely affected its speed.

On the other side, the other two Hu people on the ground also woke up at this time and realized the situation. So they took action and activated the virtual elixir in their stomachs. The kidney fire jumped, and the flesh and bones changed their nature. The seven spirits shuttled through the body like shadows, transforming and changing.

"Even if that person is a scholar, he is in harmony with the order after all. If you want to fight him, you must make up your mind and use your greatest strength!"

Hua La La!

One of them turned into a stream of water, flowing and changing, but it was different from the water that Tang Lai had turned into at the beginning. The water was viscous and filled with a lot of filth, which made people's scalps numb when they saw it, and it emitted a foul smell. When the water fell to the ground, the green grass withered, and the ground was immediately corroded and melted, and green smoke rose.

The other person relaxed his whole body, bursting out hot breath, and the pores all over his body swallowed and spit out tongues of fire. The flames gathered and turned into a fire man in the blink of an eye. The flames were dark blue and soared into the sky, and the moisture in the air evaporated quickly!

Then, the dark blue flames and the dirty water rushed into the sky and rushed towards Qiu Yan!

The man was in mid-air, and sparks flew around the fire man, like a meteor, being swept into the tornado by the violent airflow. In a short while, the fire spread in the tornado, and the wind column turned into a sky-high fire column!

The dirty water on the side turned in the air, and the waves spread all over the sky and earth. It was also swept into the tornado. It was not compatible with the flames, but sank and floated in it, emitting bursts of plague stench, rotating with the airflow, and being thrown out, shooting like rain!

The wind, flames, and sewage merged into one like this. Under the impact, the Changhe Fantasy World actually showed signs of being evaporated, blown away, and polluted!

On the other hand, the tornado column twisted and changed, and it was in line with the order in the sky. The wind and clouds immediately surged, causing weather changes, and the sky was full of dark clouds!

Such an amazing scene, how could it be hidden from mortals? In the barracks and Dingchang City, screams rang out, and everyone's eyes were all attracted.

"What is that!"

"A pillar of fire from the sky!"

"Is this a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"

...

In the discussion, everyone clearly felt that the temperature of the wind blowing over had risen. After being inhaled into the mouth, the stench and burning spread in their chests. Some people vomited, some gasped, and some simply took off their clothes and sweated like rain!

The invisible plague spread faintly.

In the barracks, Xiao Jian and Yang Zhong stared at the changes with solemn faces. Behind them, rows of soldiers in the martial arts training field were ready, and the killing atmosphere spread!

At the camp gate, Pang Qianru looked up at the sky, revealing a little expectation.

In Dingchang City, in the post station, Di Ai was talking to Meng Qingbin with Zhao Can and Zhong Yan. What he said was that Qiu Yan's reputation was getting better and better, which was not conducive to the envoys' actions in the grassland.

Meng Qingbin had a square face and was intimidating without anger. He listened to what the three said without showing any emotion, but his eyes became sharper. It can be seen that he actually had a prejudice against Qiu Yan.

This was no wonder. In terms of official position and status, Meng Qingbin was the main envoy, but because of Qiu Yan's deputy position, there were signs that he was being turned into the host. It was inevitable that he felt that his status was shaken and he was in danger of being sidelined. It would be strange if he didn't reject it.

However, as the chief officer, Meng Qingbin had a family behind him and understood the emperor's intentions, so he didn't express his opinions. Now that he heard Di Ai's story, he immediately realized that the opportunity had come.

He took a sip of tea and was about to speak, but the ground suddenly shook. Then the door was pushed open, and a messenger said anxiously: "It's not good for you, sirs! There is a disaster outside the city!"

"What?" When Meng Qingbin and others walked out of the room and looked up, the tornado in the sky had doubled in size. From a distance, it filled half of the sky, with sewage flowing and flames scattered. Because of the power of order, it gave people a sense of doomsday!

The shaking of the ground made many officials of the envoys change color, and they had a new understanding of the horror of the grassland.

At the same time, in the Jiedushi Mansion, Xiao Lan and others also made a decision.

"Now it seems that I underestimated the ambition of the Zuo Xian Wang of Rouluo. Rouluo was in turmoil, and he was lurking outside the city. He has already discovered that there are people in my Central Plains who are thinking about the order of the military. Now Qiu Yan has taken the initiative, but he can't let him fall into danger!"

As the voice fell, a sound of breaking air rose, and the meeting hall was immediately empty, and everyone in it had disappeared.

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In the air, the black wind on Qiu Yan's body had been stripped away by the strong wind, flames and sewage, leaving only a layer of light air cover covering his body!

The violent tornado was right in front of him, as if it would swallow him up in the next second. The long river fantasy world that was released was also torn apart by the strong wind, almost without any shape, with only a trace of dripping flying, but there was a little bit of black shadow flowing silently in it.

In such a scene, Qiu Yan still did not panic. He closed his eyes, and the memory flowed in his mind, recalling the scene of the four Xuanyuan monks turning into black holes in Zhourao Duanlian Valley!

A little insight rose from the bottom of his heart...

Suddenly, Qiu Yan opened his eyes abruptly, and there were continuous mountains undulating in his eyes. He could distinguish the outline of Jiuling Mountain. Then he turned his wrist and the brush in his hand moved again. The true essence and consciousness condensed into ink, the heart fire and the kidney fire merged into one, the mind and the force combined, and the divine perception emerged again.

The pen tip rises and falls, the ink flows, and a mountain is slowly outlined in the air...

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