Pollution throughout the territory

The roars of the Sons of Wind resounded throughout the desert. They roared and charged, full of rage.

But their steps were so light, and the sand they passed through did not move at all. Not to mention their footprints, not even a grain of sand was raised.

Yi Zhiyu clenched his hands into fists and just took a stance.

The next second, the monsters with crimson eyes swallowed him up and drowned him like a rushing tide!

Xia Ren's pupils shrank. Although he knew that Yi Zhiyu's S-level strength could not easily defeat him, being surrounded by enemies still made people worry about his safety.

Tang Tangtang opened his eyes wide, his muscles tensed up, and his mood was extremely uneasy.

He is already the top boxing champion in human society, but facing these evil creatures, he can only watch from the sidelines and cannot intervene.

The Sons of the Wind piled up and wrapped Yi Zhiyu tightly.

But in an instant,

"Click!"

With a low roar of suppressed power, the violent airflow exploded, and the stacked Sons of the Wind flew out upside down and scattered in the air.

Yi Zhiyu stood there, and the sand under his feet had turned into a ravine like a crater.

"Come!"

His eyes were wide open, his short hair stood on end, and he exuded a violent aura. His originally thin body was now becoming fuller, and his skin was even glowing with bronze metallic light!

Yi Zhiyu stepped forward, yellow sand splashed, and invisible air waves swept around him in an instant. Tang Tangtang's ears hurt, and it felt as if the surrounding space was also vibrating.

The wind gradually picked up, and the air was filled with an evil and filthy atmosphere. The Sons of the Wind roared collectively, adjusted their posture, and surrounded them again.

Their speed was so fast that they even dragged out afterimages in the evening sun. Dozens of Wind Sons together, the majestic momentum was like thousands of troops galloping together. Xia Ren just watched from a distance, and was The momentum was so oppressive that it felt suffocating, and it was unimaginable what kind of pressure Yi Zhiyu, who was directly in front of the Son of the Wind, was facing at this time.

Seeing the crowd coming in again, Yi Zhiyu grinned and revealed a cruel smile.

A child of the wind in front of him grabbed his shoulders with both hands. The sharp nails on his fingers were like polished weapons. No one could doubt its lethality.

When the opponent was less than half a meter away from him, Yi Zhiyu suddenly turned sideways, causing the opponent to miss. Then, he held the opponent's right arm with one hand and pulled it down hard. The opponent immediately let out a scream, The arm joints were dislocated, and at the same time, the entire body lost its center of gravity and fell to the ground.

Yi Zhiyu raised his foot, aimed at his head, and stepped down hard!

Red blood mixed with white fluid splashed in the air, and Yi Zhiyu had already begun to deal with the second enemy.

The Sons of the Wind are very fast, but Yi Zhiyu is even faster!

He is already extremely talented, and when he was still in the A-level, he almost killed the apostle by relying on the power increase of [Strengthening Needle]!

Later, Canglan took the dying man away from the battlefield and gave him the blood of the gardener. Not only did he forcefully pull him back from the hell gate, but he even eliminated all the pollution in him, and his body entered the alienation stage, and his strength showed Geometric increase!

Today's Yi Zhiyu is no longer what he used to be. If he meets Liu Fusheng again, he will not need anyone's help and can fight alone!

Not to mention the apostles, let alone these disgusting, deformed monsters born through evil rituals!

There is simply no comparison between the two.

However, Yi Zhiyu knew that the real enemy he had to face was not the children of the wind in front of him, but the terrifying old god behind them who had been sleeping since ancient times.

So when he was sure that the battle was unavoidable, he had already prepared for the worst and used all his strength from the beginning.

No son of the wind could touch Yi Zhiyu. As long as he got close, they would all be killed within one move without exception.

In just a few seconds, the five meters around Yi Zhiyu were covered with corpses, blood soaked in yellow sand, stumps and flowing internal organs scattered in all directions, it was a horrific scene like hell.

Although he knew it was impossible, Yi Zhiyu still wanted to kill them all before they summoned Itakua.

This is the only way to stop them, and it is also the only hope for myself and others to survive!

Seeing their companions die tragically one after another in a very short period of time, the Sons of the Wind stopped.

Their IQs are not low, otherwise they would not have set up such a secret plan at the beginning to lure Xia Ren and the others into the vast desert in a tampered off-road vehicle.

"Woo——"

The Sons of the Wind knelt on the ground, looking at the corpses of their companions and whining sadly.

They are sad, they are angry!

The bloody light in their eyes became more intense.

Xia Ren watched from a distance, and a terrifying scene happened.

A strange demonic wind suddenly blew, and a cold breath spread throughout the area. Amidst the whining sound, the muscle tissue under the skin of the Sons of the Wind continued to twist. Their bodies grew larger and larger, and their appearance became more ferocious and terrifying. Gradually, If it leaves the human category.

Seeing that the change was about to be completed, Yi Zhiyu would not sit still and wait for death. He had already rushed in between them and started killing!

Xia Ren also realized that the situation was out of control. If he didn't take action, he might not have the chance to do it.

He was holding a crowbar, and huge tentacles stretched out from the back of his head, dancing in the air.

Upon seeing this, Tang Tangtang roared angrily, his muscles bulged, and he jumped into the battle.

However, it was already too late.

No matter how fast their reaction speed is, the changes in the Sons of the Wind are irresistible.

The huge figures stood up, and then shadows covered the ground.

Xia Ren looked up, his heart was shocked beyond measure.

It has a huge body that is five to six meters tall, withered and skeleton-like body, with thick webs connected between the toes, and the head looks like a human face that is full of pain and has been stretched and deformed.

In a short period of time, the Sons of the Wind turned into two shapes that were completely different from humans except for the outline of their limbs!

Tang Tangtang hugged the ankle of a son of the wind, screamed, and the blood vessels in his body bulged, and he lifted the other person's body forcefully and smashed it to the sand beside him.

"Danger!"

Yi Zhiyu returned and wanted to rescue him.

But before it was too late, another son of the wind waved his arm and slapped Tang Tangtang into the air, landing hundreds of meters away, where he was not sure whether he was alive or dead.

Yi Zhiyu clenched his teeth, jumped up, made a spin in mid-air, and kicked the opponent's knees to pieces.

Feng Zhizi fell to his knees in pain. Yi Zhiyu grabbed the opponent's face and tore off a piece, revealing the bloody flesh and bones underneath.

But there's only so much he can do. After the change in size, the Son of the Wind is extremely troublesome to deal with. If you want to kill one, you need to put in more effort than before.

Before the opponent's palm smacked down, Yi Zhiyu dodged away. He was still in mid-air, but from the corner of his eye, he saw Xia Ren wrapping his tentacles around the neck of a child of the wind, standing in front of the opponent's face, holding the crowbar in his hand. Insert straight into those huge eyes!