Lord of the Yellow River

Chapter 119 Interception
On the top of the mountain, outside the Yellow River Temple.

Minar looked at the Yellow River Temple with slightly numb eyes, and thought in his mouth: "Fuck, another main artifact, and it's a large main artifact like a palace!"

The master artifact of the palace class!

Just looking at the scale, one can see the extraordinary value of this Yellow River Temple. This is a large master artifact that only the master god possesses.

But I never thought that the Lord God of Misty would actually give my cousin a palace-like artifact. This pampering really made people envy and hate.

Moreover, I can't find out the real situation inside the Yellow River Temple. I'm afraid even the main god can't find out a thing or two.
Among the main gods, isn't there an agreement: the messenger of the main god, only give them one main artifact?
Cousin, what's the matter with him?
It's just off the charts!
Among the envoys of the main god, the palace-type main artifact that blocks the main god's investigation, the cousin is definitely the scorpion baba - the only one.

Damn it, even if they are the high gods of Dzogchen, they reckon it would be difficult for them to break the Yellow River Temple and hurt my cousin, which is really speechless.

Poor me, I have just completed the first round of the mysterious fusion of the three laws, and I don't know when I want to advance to the seven-star demon level, let alone the Asura level.

The gap is getting bigger and bigger!

米纳尔郁闷地戒备四面八方，做个门神。 2023-6-11 20:30:23。

In the hall,
Lan Feng opened his eyes, looked at Kansan and Kunsan, and also gave them the three-piece set of main artifacts, divine power crystals, soul gold beads, and the power of the main god to arm himself.

At this time, Lan Feng already felt that the personalities of his two avatars were getting more and more deviated from his own personalities:

Water-type god avatar, with a personality that tends to be obsessed with strength;

Earth God avatar, with a calm and kind personality;
All these clues made Lan Feng have to treat it with caution, and at the same time, he also thought of the so-called Taoist allusion of transforming the three cleans with one breath and passing on the three friends together.

So: water god avatar, obsession?Earth god avatar, good thoughts?So, to destroy the god avatar, evil thoughts?These, Lan Feng had to fall into a short thought.

Lan Feng almost fell into a short period of confusion, but in the end he had no choice but to give up the investigation, and planned to take it step by step and take his time.

Glancing at Minar outside the main hall, Lan Feng stood up. The two god clones and six soul clones all turned into a stream of golden soul beads that entered the main body, and continued to practice with great concentration.

"Bang~!"

Lan Feng walked out of the gate, put away the Yellow River Temple in his hands, looked at Minnar, smiled and said, "Minnar, thank you for your hard work."

Minar rolled his eyes, and said helplessly: "Cousin, your retreat has lasted for more than nine hundred years, almost 1000 years! You can really hold your breath!"

Lan Feng didn't care about Minar's complaints, and said with a smile: "Okay, let's move on. In the future, it shouldn't take many years before we will enter the sea of ​​chaos, right?"

Minar responded: "According to your traveling speed, it will take at least a hundred years. However, the closer you get to the sea of ​​chaos, there are more and more robbers, and their strength is getting stronger and stronger. gone."

Minar was a little worried. He was only a six-star demon, and he was only comparable to an ordinary seven-star demon with the mysterious fusion of dual-element laws.

Lan Feng looked forward, and said indifferently: "The road ahead is rugged, and the strong are like clouds. Minar, follow my suggestion: you stay in Sunny Continent first."

Minar was startled, and then said bitterly: "Oh, I've held you back again. Cousin, I choose to stay. I'll go to the Sea of ​​Chaos after I advance to Seven Star Demon."

Lan Feng nodded, turned his hand, threw a red ring and a bottle to Miner, and said: "A soul defense master artifact, a hundred drops of the power of the fire master god, you just keep it."

The main artifact of soul defense?
for me?
Miner was stunned and said in disbelief: "Cousin, you, you, are you kidding me?"

Lan Feng patted Minaer on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Put it away. I don't lack the main artifact and the power of the main god, but for you, it is enough to save your life at a critical moment."

Upon hearing this, Minar didn't refuse anymore, put away the crimson ring and the power of the main god of the fire department with a happy smile, and said, "Don't worry, cousin, I will take care of myself!"

Lan Feng smiled and said: "Okay, I'll go first. You protect yourself. I'll come to Sonny Continent to find you after I can deal with the Jiemohe family. Or, you can go to the Mohe family by yourself."

Miner said solemnly: "Understood."

"Whoo~!"

Lan Feng flew away directly.

Minar took a deep breath, clenched his fists, and murmured: "Sure enough, the sea area is more dangerous than the land! I'd better improve my strength as soon as possible, so as not to hinder my cousin."

Red Wing Mansion,
A main mansion on the edge of Sonny Continent, near the Sea of ​​Chaos.

Red Wing Palace Master, majoring in the Law of the Wind Element and minoring in the Rules of Destruction; on the bright side, he is the Lord of the Red Wing Palace of the Hell Department, but secretly he is a pawn of a master god of the Wind Department.

On this day, the Lord of the Red Wing Mansion heard the sound transmission from the Lord God, and immediately opened his eyes, emitting the power of his soul, instantly covering the entire Red Wing Mansion, and detected the figure of the target.

"Whoo~!"

The figure of the Red Wing Palace Master turned into a ray of red breeze, disappeared in place, and appeared on the top of a certain mountain hundreds of millions of kilometers away, looking at the distant target.

"Boom~!"

The breath erupted, and a devastating tornado storm swept across the world, destroying everything along the way.

From afar, Lan Feng saw the sudden red tornado storm, frowning, and instantly thought of the Red Wing Mansion Master, he is a soul mutant of wind and destruction, powerful, standing for hundreds of trillions of years.

How could he suddenly attack himself?
The imprint of the Sword of Destruction flickered, and a ray of black sword light flashed in Lan Feng's eyes. His eyes locked on the Palace Master of Red Wings, and he saw that the 'Sword of Destruction' representing the position of the Palace Master was repelling the Palace Master of Red Wings. Exuding a light blue aura, he understood: "Wind element?"

The body is in hell, but the heart is in the wind element!
Another traitor!
Lan Feng restrained the 'Destruction Sword Imprint', no longer hesitated, pulled out the Yellow River Excalibur, turned into the Yellow River thousands of miles away, and rumbled - directly crashing into the tornado storm thousands of miles high.

"Boom~!"

The tornado storm was instantly controlled by the Yellow River like a giant python, and then it swung it, returned to the original path, and hit the Red Wing Palace Master in the distance.

The Red Wing Palace Master's pupils shrank, and he watched in amazement as the Yellow River encircled the Black Mountain with its strength. The envoy of the Yellow River cut off his control in an instant and controlled the tornado storm with his backhand. This method is really surprising.

"Hey~!"

The Lord of the Red Wing Palace took out a light blue saber from his hands, and with a flash, he raised the saber and slashed down. With a bang, the tornado storm was instantly extinguished, dissipating wisps of breeze.

Then, the Wanli Qinghong Daoqi slashed the Wanli Yellow River.

"Crash~!"

The thousands of miles of the Yellow River was surging, and it made a deafening roar of waves and waves. The void trembled, and waves of roaring sound waves and vocal music hit the Red Wing Palace Master.

"Bang~!"

The power of the sound wave and the power of vocal music were all blocked by a light blue shield, which surprised Lan Feng: "The main artifact of soul defense, the wind element?"

Sure enough, Palace Master Red Wing took refuge in the Lord God of the Wind Department.

Lan Feng didn't hold back any more, and turned into a river of swords, with a fierce aura erupting, overwhelming the green and red saber energy like a mountain falling like a jade, galloping thousands of miles, carrying the power of destroying heaven and earth, and charging towards the Red Wing Palace Master.

Palace Master Red Wing's pupils shrank. The knife he had just now was enough to kill dozens of ordinary Shuras, but he didn't kill Wanli Huanghe. Instead, he transformed Wanli Huanghe into a sword-shaped Yellow River, destroying his saber energy, and went straight to him.

Feeling the impact of the terrifying flood, the void was pierced through, the Palace Master Red Wing put away his contempt, and unleashed his strongest strike.

"Hey~!"

A rift was opened in the void, and colorful space turbulence could be vaguely seen. He even directly transformed into the main body—a cyan pterosaur with a pair of black and red dragon wings, releasing his innate supernatural power: Splitting the Sky!

"Roar~!"

The giant red-winged dragon standing thousands of miles away stood in the void, and behind him appeared the phantom of a million-mile-sized red-winged dragon. A terrifying and silent cyan light rushed straight to the Wanli Jianhe—the body of Lan Feng.

"Bang~!"

The cyan light rushed into the soul space of Lan Feng's body, and was instantly destroyed by the sword of the water god's avatar, and even cut out a turquoise sword light, which entered the soul space of the Palace Master Red Wing. Freezing cut off Palace Master Red Wing's control over his body.

"what?"

"Green chill?"

"The emerald green chill of the Misty Lord God? How is that possible!" The Red Wing Palace Master was taken aback, showing horror, and wanted to resist, but his whole body was frozen by the one-yuan heavy water, and his consciousness was clear, but his body was out of control, and he watched Wanli Jianhe. Pierce your own body.

"Bang~!"

In the nick of time, the avatar of the God of Destruction broke free from the freezing of the emerald green cold air and rushed out of the body. With a bang, the avatar of the God of Destruction was shattered by the Wanli Jianhe, and the main body of the Red Wing Mansion was able to breathe, and retreated hundreds of millions of miles away. He stared at Lan Feng with lingering fear, his eyes showed fierce hatred, and said angrily: "The envoy of the Yellow River? Ha, what a envoy of the Yellow River!"

"Hoo~!"

Wanli Jianhe turned into Lan Feng's body, with a wave of his left hand, he accepted Palace Master Red Wing's high-level godhead of destruction, and said indifferently: "Mansion Red Wing, you are not small!"

The Master of the Red Wing Palace said in a deep voice: "I really didn't expect that someone could refine the emerald green cold air that has existed for endless years! The messenger of the Yellow River turned out to be the messenger of the main god! Careless!"

Lan Feng said indifferently: "It seems that you have been practicing in seclusion all the time, and you don't hear anything outside the window. Tell me, why do you want to intercept and kill the poor Taoist?"

poor way?

WTF?

The Lord of the Red Wing Palace didn't understand, but he also knew that—Poverty Dao is what Lan Feng called himself.

The Red Wing Palace Master's eyes showed a fierce look: "You should know this question. No one can stop the Lord God from killing you! So, you'd better die obediently!"

"Boom~!"

The Lord of the Red Wing Palace directly used the power of the main god of the wind department, and the light blue aura scattered all over his body. He used his innate supernatural power again, and the terrifying blue light spanned hundreds of millions of miles, directly hitting Lan Feng's soul space.

The avatar of the water-type god also used the power of the main god of the water-type, and the ink sword was slashed out, and the green sword light pierced the blue light. With a bang, the blue light shattered, and the green sword light also dissipated.

Palace Master Red Wing shrank his pupils and said in shock: "You can actually control the power of the Lord God perfectly? How is it possible! How did you do it?"

Lan Feng ignored it, and the Yellow River Excalibur pierced out, turning into a mighty river of yellow turbid swords covering hundreds of millions of miles in an instant.

"Boom, boom, boom~!"

The Red Wing Palace Master kept waving the saber in his hand, and the turbid yellow sword river was cut and split, turning into tributaries of the Yellow River. Under Lan Feng's control, a Yellow River basin was formed and surrounded.

At this time, the expression of the Red Wing Mansion Master changed wildly, sensing the encirclement formed by the tributaries of the Yellow River, he was annoyed in his heart, what the hell, he was careless again!

(End of this chapter)