Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?

“No…”

The monk Hua screamed hoarsely, as if he had endured great pain.

In fact, when the trees fell one by one, he and Liu Yaoyao reacted immediately. With the release of their true energy, they could not hurt them at all.

However, Wang Xiaoer did not have such ability. Seeing the big trees around him fall one by one, he had nowhere to hide, so he could only lie down next to the bottom of the shuttle.

So the huge tree trunks around him kept hitting the shuttle as if they were aiming, and soon the entire shuttle was completely broken into two pieces.

This was the last thought of the monk Hua.

Unexpectedly, it was ruined in the end.

I don’t know if it can be repaired?

Just when this thought came up, the ground around him suddenly cracked, and a circle of dark blue flames suddenly emerged from the cracks. When the flames met the wood, they became raging firewood, and the fire spread in the blink of an eye.

From the emergence of the underground fire to the formation of the sea of ​​fire, everything happened in a flash, so fast that Hua Heshang was dumbfounded.

All this happened too strangely, completely unreasonable, could it be a punishment from heaven!

He thought about himself, and then looked at Liu Yaoyao, it seemed that what the two did really fit the object of punishment from heaven.

Just as he was thinking about it, Liu Yaoyao had already taken the lead and flew into the air.

"Quickly retreat!"

After saying that! He was about to break through the air, but before he could move, seven or eight lightning bolts suddenly struck down, this time towards Liu Yaoyao.

Liu Yaoyao hurriedly threw out the palace lantern, and after seeing it fly out, it quickly unfolded to form a screen, blocking in front of him.

In an instant, the arc flashed, surrounding the entire screen, but it could no longer get close to Liu Yaoyao.

A mere thunder and lightning, the cultivators in the Peeping God Realm have never been afraid of.

"Get back!"

Just thinking this, Hua Heshang suddenly shouted from below. Liu Yaoyao looked down and saw him fleeing from the spot with a pale face. When she looked back again, her face was also pale.

A thunder ball as big as a millstone condensed silently and smashed down towards her.

"Defend!"

The screen quickly turned and pressed against her head. As soon as the silent thunder ball touched the screen, it exploded into powder. She didn't dare to be arrogant anymore, let alone risk her life to try whether she could withstand such a powerful thunder.

The figure fell quickly, and the thunder ball seemed to have eyes. Wherever Liu Yaoyao landed, it followed.

With such a great power, she could not bear it alone, so she looked at Hua Heshang who was hiding in the distance.

The figure ran away and immediately rushed towards Hua Heshang.

"What are you doing? Don't come over here!"

The Flower Monk was frightened to death, but it was too late. One man and one thunder fell one after another. There were lightning and thunder at the place where they landed, and countless electric arcs scattered.

Wang Xiaoer curled up at the bottom of the shuttle. There was a sea of ​​fire everywhere. The place that could accommodate him was getting smaller and smaller. The fire circle was shrinking, and even his hands and feet were all burned red.

Several arcs shot out, as if they had locked him and attacked him quickly.

He had no way to avoid it. The arcs hit him one by one, and the current instantly spread all over his body. The next moment, his whole body was numb, and then it was a heart-piercing pain.

The strong desire to live kept rising in Wang Xiaoer's heart. The next moment, he stood up with his teeth clenched, looked at the sea of ​​fire, and rushed over with his eyes closed.

When he ran out again, there was no good meat on his body, and his skin was all burnt black.

Wang Xiaoer didn't dare to let the two monks get too close to him. If he continued like this, it was only the first day, and the natural and man-made disasters he encountered one after another were the things he dared not think about in his life.

But this wave of disasters did not seem to be hastily resolved. Behind Wang Xiaoer, a storm was slowly gathering!

In the whirlwind, the lightning faded, revealing two dying figures on the ground.

The two men were huddled together in ragged clothes. At the most critical moment, they both frantically operated all their true energy at the same time to save half of their lives. Now, let alone standing up, they might even have difficulty turning over.

The sound of the wind gradually gathered around their ears. In just a short moment, a hurricane absorbed all the sea of ​​fire and took shape...

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"Did you hear any sound?"

When Han Yu just poked his head out of the underground and looked around, a faint whistling sound rang in his ears.

But when he listened carefully, he seemed to hear nothing unusual.

Just as he was about to escape again, the whistling sound came out again.

What happened?

Han Yu couldn't help but jump up, stepped on the ground and leaped into the air, and the flames behind him spread out a pair of wings.

Not far to the east, a huge fire storm was constantly forming.

Han Yu hurriedly flew to the east, and about thirty miles away, Wang Xiaoer's fleeing figure appeared in front of him.

The storm that had already formed behind him seemed to lock him and was sweeping over.

Looking closely, in addition to the sea of ​​fire in the hurricane, there were two figures hanging, struggling in the whirlpool.

Blazing!

It was these two guys.

Han Yu's face darkened immediately.

He knew Liu Yaoyao and Hua Heshang very well, but he never thought that Wang Xiaoer's disaster had just escaped from the two great monks, and now he was implicated by these two guys.

Under this hurricane, Wang Xiaoer would definitely not survive.

Just by looking at the power of the storm, Han Yu could already foresee the outcome.

"Two little novices can cause this kind of disaster. Think about how big the disaster will be if you get involved. You will both die by then."

Xiao Liuli hurriedly warned in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, it was afraid that Han Yu would act impulsively.

Han Yu stopped and thought, his brows furrowed.

"If we don't mix it directly, will anything happen?"

The little weapon spirit can't answer this point. When encountering such a disaster of heaven and earth, it's too late to hide. Who the hell is full enough to try to see if he can get involved.

But Han Yu seemed to have made a decision and shouted loudly into the distance.

"Run three miles north."

After saying that, he headed north through the air without looking back.

Wang Xiaoer naturally heard his voice. Seeing Han Yu leaving towards the north, he immediately gritted his teeth and sprinted in another direction.

Three miles to the north, after Han Yu hurriedly landed, the magical energy of the soil element was released crazily outside the body, and the soil under his feet surged upward crazily. In just a few breaths, a small mountain pile kept rising on top of Han Yu.

Not enough!

Han Yu looked at the hillside less than ten feet below his feet, and once again converted the energy in the sea of ​​consciousness into earth magic power and poured it into his feet. The soil once again rolled and gathered here, until the hillside was fully raised to twenty feet. Then it stopped.

The storm has gradually approached, and Wang Xiaoer's figure has gradually become clearer.

Han Yu quickly fell aside again, and this time he was no longer in control. He poured out the energy in the sea of ​​​​consciousness crazily, watching the hill gradually pull up until the two were about the same height, and then quickly stopped.

"Go! Go!"

The weapon spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness kept urging.

It has understood Han Yu's operation. This method does not seem to be directly related to interference, but whether it is reliable or not will not be known until Han Yu runs away.

Naturally, Han Yu did not dare to stay any longer. As long as Wang Xiaoer was not stupid, he would naturally know how to use these two hills when he saw them. He had already left a gap between the two hills, enough for one person to pass through.

I can't say he can withstand the hurricane, but as long as he can delay it for a while, enough for Wang Xiaoer to escape, and then the disaster will be normal, then he can still give it a try.

Whether he can survive in the end depends on him!

Han Yu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he jumped up and left through the air after the sonic boom...

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth and kept running. The two hills that suddenly appeared in front of him made him instantly understand Han Yu's intention.

The storm behind him was about to catch up. He didn't dare to delay, so he turned around and ran between the two mountains.

Hurrying through the gap, Wang Xiaoer was blocked by two hills when the storm was chasing him. Wang Xiaoer only glanced at it and did not dare to stop at all, and continued to run away.

The strong wind kept tearing at the slope. How could the temporarily uprooted earth mountain withstand such pulling? After a while, it began to disintegrate.

But after it was halfway disintegrated, the storm suddenly stopped, as if it had lost its target and could only spin in circles...

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"I always feel like you're going to be unlucky."

Xiao Liuli kept muttering after Han Yu indirectly pulled Wang Xiaoer.

Although Han Yu had escaped in time before the disaster struck, this trick was somewhat deceptive.

Han Yu felt a little guilty after being muttered, and couldn't help but say, "I'm warning you not to be so talkative!"

In fact, after finishing this matter, he was also confused and felt a little uneasy. He hesitated for a moment before speaking again.

"Why don't you just recover and leave!"

At this time, others had sneaked back to the inn to rest.

After forcibly raising two soil slopes, the energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was gone.

After all, the level of magical power is still low. If the earth magical power can reach the wishful level like the fire magical power, it will be much easier.

At this time, in the governor's mansion, Zhao Yulin was still a little worried after being summoned by Tie Niao. He strolled to the document, calmed down, and started to draw with his photographic memory ability of the Peeping God Realm.

After a while, he put away his pen with relief and waved for a palace guard.

"Let the brothers patrol hard and report this person immediately when they see him."

After the young monk took the scroll, his expression changed and he asked cautiously.

"Boss, are you drawing people?"

On the scroll, I saw a round head with a pointed mouth and big ears, and I forgot to draw the nose. The body was like a pillar, and the hands were like bamboo poles. The waist below seemed to have been painted incorrectly.

What a fucking painter.

The little monk's face turned red, and he really didn't dare to compliment his master's painting skills.

Zhao Yulin looked embarrassed. His memory was improving after the God-Peeping Realm, but the painter didn't catch up. What could he do?

Immediately his face turned gloomy and he glared at his subordinates.

The young monk quickly put away the portrait, clasped his fists and spoke.

"I understand, what the boss means is to report the suspicious person immediately."