Five Elements Heaven

He Huan was inspecting various warning positions on Zhenshen Peak, and he was a little absent-minded. .

Ai Hui is out of seclusion.

He Huan belongs to Madam Ye, and he secretly recorded the pod phantom and finally sent it to Madam Ye through a special channel. It stands to reason that everyone is in a different camp and is a life-or-death enemy. However, why did he feel a little excited and a little happy when he heard that Ai Hui was released from seclusion?

He Huan warned himself not to confuse his identity.

No matter what, he will never betray his wife!

He took a long breath, raised his head, and glanced at the team members. When he saw the excitement and expectation that could not be concealed on the faces of the team members, his eyes darkened and he suddenly felt a little confused.

Did you really do the right thing?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

Suddenly a soldier next to him shouted loudly: Sir, there is a situation!

He Huan suddenly came to his senses. Could it be that the enemy had launched an attack? He quickly stepped forward and looked outside the defense line, but he did not see an enemy.

In the empty wilderness outside the defense line, countless bloody petals floated from nowhere, flying like snowflakes. As far as the eye can see, there is no end, and the vast wilderness is covered in a rain of bloody flowers.

He Huan's heart tightened and he roared loudly: Everyone is on alert!

The protective cover of Zhenshen Peak began to glow brighter, and countless light traces circulated, which was really beautiful. The entire Kunlun tribe felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy. He Huan was about to send someone to warn the other two departments. He was relieved when he saw that the protective shields of the other two God-Suppressing Peaks had been lit up.

He noticed a few petals falling on the protective shield, turning into a few wisps of faint red smoke and dissipating in the air.

The mask remained motionless, showing no sign of being attacked.

He Huan's heart moved, could it be poisonous smoke?

But soon Yuan Xiu, who is good at poisons, reported: Sir, this smoke is not poisonous!

He Huan frowned. The more this happened, the more uneasy he felt. There are endless methods of blood repair, which are weird and unpredictable.

At this moment, he saw the leader walking towards this direction.

He Huan hurriedly greeted him: Sir! This smoke came from a strange place. I'm afraid there will be follow-up measures later!

Kunlun Tianfeng glanced at the situation outside and nodded: Probably.

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her jade hand lightly, and a sharp silver sword light came out of her hand and shot towards the outside of the defense line. In the blink of an eye, the sword light surged and turned into a huge thing that was more than dozens of feet long, like a silver dragon, rushing into the rain of petals.

The sword's light was so sharp that the petals along the way shattered at the touch and turned into red smoke. The originally cold and bright sword light was covered with a faint red light, which was indescribably weird.

Kunlun Tianfeng's brows furrowed, and she noticed something strange.

The sword light was invincible and shattered countless petals, but the red smoke around the sword light became more and more intense. The sword light is like a magnet, and the red smoke produced after the petals are crushed is continuously attracted to the sword light.

There were more and more red smoke, getting thicker and thicker, unable to cover up the light of the sword.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see its decline.

The sword light trailed a long thick red smoke tail, and its speed began to decrease.

The sword lost its speed and its shocking sharpness. Red smoke gathered from all directions and continued to wrap up.

The sword light is like a shark entangled in water plants. More and more water plants wrap around it. It becomes weak and suffocated, and finally stops.

The red smoke was billowing, churning endlessly, and growing in size, like an ugly and strange monster.

The light of the sword gradually dimmed, snap, like a candle extinguished in the wind, and like a wild beast crying on its deathbed, the last bit of light disappeared invisible.

The huge smoke ball that swallowed up the sword light seemed to have had a good meal, and they went their separate ways in satisfaction. Pieces of blood-colored petals flew out from the smoke. The thick and huge smoke mass disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The endless petals in the wilderness are chilling to the heart.

Everyone saw this and understood what the other party was targeting.

He Huan couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: It turned out to be to deal with the Windmill Sword! It seems that the Thunder Sword has suffered a lot for them recently, and it will not be so easy to harass them now.

The operation to rescue the Beihai Division was also top secret internally. Only two heads of the two war ministries attended the meeting.

He Huan only said that it was He Nanshan's response to the harassment by the Thunder Sword. In fact, the recent harassment by the Thunder Sword had little effect, and the opposite Spiritual Department had obviously begun to get used to it.

Kunlun Tianfeng's heart sank. Just after attending the meeting, she immediately understood the other party's intention.

The other party wants to stop them from saving Shi Beihai!

She was anxious, turned around and wanted to rush back to tell them about the incident.

At this moment, a sword sound suddenly came from behind the defense line.

Kunlun Tianfeng's body trembled, and his feet that had just taken half a step froze in the air.

There was a veil hanging on her face, and the expression on her face could not be seen clearly, but the eyes above the veil were shining brightly at this time, exuding a strong fighting spirit.

He Huan was also attracted by the sound of the sword, but he only felt that the sound of the sword was lingering, like the bells of an ancient temple in an empty mountain valley. It wasn't until he noticed something strange about Mr. Radical that he was a little surprised.

He couldn't help but ask: Sir?

Kunlun Tianfeng turned a deaf ear, she was still immersed in the sound of the sword just now. In her mind, she could not help but picture the scene of thousands of swords trembling and roaring in unison. The layered sense formed by the stacking of countless sword intents and the gorgeous and complex beauty produced were like the vast starry sky. She was lost in it, and it made her heart agitated, her blood boiling, and her fighting spirit filled the sky!

Her beautiful eyes suddenly widened, her slender hands couldn't help but press the hilt of the sword, and Kunlun Tianfeng blurted out: Here he comes!

coming? He Huan was stunned, a little confused, what happened?

A windmill sword came silently like a ghost.

Going out again? He Huan secretly said, he turned his eyes to the leader and was stunned again.

Sir...are you holding your breath?

Until the Windmill Sword left the defense line, Duanmu Huanghuang had not come back to his senses. The clanging sound of thousands of swords kept echoing in his mind, and the group of swords that were slowly circling like black clouds and threatening to be destroyed kept appearing in front of his eyes.

What kind of swordsmanship is that? Is that still swordsmanship?

The momentum just now was beyond any swordsmanship he had ever seen.

Black swords with various shapes, each with a different shape and a different aura. Even more astonishing is that there are so many of them and not one of them is repeated.

After being surprised, Duanmu Huang touched his chin with a thoughtful expression.

His method of blue and white is to reduce complexity into simplicity, but Ai Hui's way of sword seems to be exactly the opposite, to reduce simplicity into complexity.

No matter how shocked Ai Hui's swordsmanship was to him, Duanmuhuang didn't feel envious at all. During this retreat, he glimpsed the threshold of the master and realized his own five-element energy ring. His mind has long been as firm as iron and will not be deceived by external objects. Rather than gaining insight into the beauty of Ai Hui's swordsmanship, he hoped to get some inspiration from it and enrich and perfect his own blue and white.

After comprehending their own Five Elements Energy Ring, their strength far surpasses that of ordinary masters.

Their path became lonely and difficult, with few companions.

Hoda reacted quickly. Although he was also shocked, he still kept in mind his duty as a sword wielder and gently pushed the hilt of the windmill sword. The windmill sword slid forward smoothly, closely following the A-shaped sword in front of him. .

Very familiar with passing through the defense line, the vision in front of me changed, and the red snowflakes covered the wilderness.

No, it's not snowflakes, it seems like flower petals.

What is this?

What's going on on the other side?

I always feel poisonous!

Everyone's chattering voices startled Duanmuhuang, who was deep in thought. He raised his head, his eyes touched the vast sea of ​​flowers, and his eyes condensed slightly.

He stood up and walked to the guardrail of the Windmill Sword. The sweet fragrance in the air made him frown.

What a weird poison!

The Duanmu family is a serious family of wood cultivators, and poison is an important branch of wood cultivator. Although Duanmu Huanghuang does not practice poison inheritance, he is by no means ignorant of it.

He raised his palm, extended his index finger, and pointed it a little in the air.

A little blue light flew out from his fingertips, like a firefly, flying into the air.

A wisp of buds emerged from the green light. The buds grew wildly, and they were clearly blue and white.

As soon as the petals touch the branches of the blue flowers, they turn into smoke, and the smoke quickly wraps around the blue flowers, condensing and not dissipating. In the blink of an eye, the red smoke around the blue and white branches became thicker and thicker. At dusk, Duanmu found that the growth rate of the blue and white branches began to slow down. Even though it was just a test without using all my strength, I was still able to determine some characteristics of the red petals.

Against the Windmill Sword?

He couldn't help but frown. Although the other party's method was a bit disgusting, he had to admit that it was very effective.

The blue and white branches can clean these bloody petals, but it will take at least a day or so.

This is probably the other party's intention. At this juncture, the most lacking thing is time.

At this moment, a sword sound sounded.

Ai Hui was a little surprised when he found that his perception was blocked.

By cultivating the sword embryo, his energy and spirit are very powerful. After absorbing the spiritual part of the blood of God, his energy and energy have reached a level rarely seen in the world. It is evident that his perception can even penetrate the golden wind curtain.

But at this moment, he clearly realized that his ability to perceive was blocked by the endless rain of bloody petals in front of him.

A bit evil!

Many methods of blood repair are always strange and unpredictable, and they appear in endlessly.

Loulan's eyes flashed red next to him: Ai Hui, this is not smoke poison, it is a very tiny blood worm. They will actively attack, gathering from all directions, and can be absorbed by Yuanli. It is difficult for the windmill sword to pass through. .”

Ai Hui was concentrating on sensing these blood-colored petals, and his expression was a little strange.

There was some confusion on his face, but he still reacted and waved his hand gently. He saw the black swords inserted in the seven sword towers suddenly flew out with a buzzing sound, like a swarm of wasps, rushing into the bloody rain of flowers. .

Countless petals shattered and turned into bright red smoke, covering the sky and the sun. They bared their teeth and claws like monsters, rushing towards these black swords from all directions.

But the next scene made everyone stunned.