As time passed, the edge of the parched land continued to expand outward, eroding the land of various colors, and the head of the Kyoto Temple in the center was growing in size at a rate visible to the naked eye, and there was a tendency to develop towards a small mountain.

After a few days, the expansion of the dry and cracked lands finally stalled.

This was not because its power had expanded to the extreme, and it needed to stop to rest and digest the ground it occupied, but because in the outermost places, it was blocked by a dense grove of trees from continuing to spread in all directions.

The calm between green and yellow lasted less than a cup of tea.

A fierce battle broke out at this time, with green on one side and yellow sand on the other, and the two sides did not give in to each other, devouring each other, occupying each other's areas.

If you look down from above, you can clearly see that the dividing line between yellow and green is constantly moving back and forth, and there are countless dead gray roots and branches and leaves mixed in, which soon pile up into a high embankment.

Another period of time passed, and more than a dozen figures wearing robes and hoods quietly appeared on the tallest branch of the green tree.

They silently perceived the fight between the two forces in the distance, observed the drastic transformation of the two different colors, glanced at each other from time to time, and carried out spiritual exchanges that were incomprehensible to others.

This continued until three days later, when the figure in the center finally moved.

He raised his hands and slowly took off his hood, revealing an expressionless old face.

He spoke, his voice flat and straightforward, without the slightest fluctuation, "After observing and perceiving, I have found the source of the opponent's strength, and I can launch an attack." ”

As the old man's words fell, all the plants and trees became violent in an instant, forming a wave of dark green, surging towards the dry land.

In an instant, the area occupied by the green was pushed forward by a considerable distance.

Boom!!

In the middle of the green branches and vines that rushed forward like a tide, groups of all kinds of creatures were mixed in, and groups of iron horsemen wearing heavy armor and shrouded in a faint light rushed into the dry and cracked area together.

Rumble!

With the hill-like Jingguan as the center, an invisible dry and blazing force erupted in all directions.

In the blink of an eye, large swaths of planted trees withered and shattered, and even turned into ash and melted into the ground, and there were many alien creatures, and knights of extraordinary strength died on the spot, swallowed up all the water, and turned into dried corpses and lay down on the cracked ground.

But this did not affect the subsequent invasion of alien creatures and Terran knights, who were like machines that did not know pain and fear, and went to their deaths in silence without any hesitation.

However, under the constant onslaught of their fierce death, the kind of power that belonged to the cracked and dry land gradually weakened and retreated, and more and more space was occupied by the turquoise color.

"There are cracks in its power, and it is no longer as natural as it was at the beginning, like a curse. ”

The old man in the back looked calm and indifferent, and glanced left and right, "Since there is already a gap, then we must find the gap and capture the body hidden behind it." ”

Burst!

Puff puff puff!!

As his words fell, the crowd around him drew their blades without warning, stabbed them into their chests in unison, and then dipped their hands in blood, and began to carve intricate lines and lines in the void with expressionless faces.

Airplanes!

As the blood-colored lines took shape, all the black-robed figures fell limply at the same time, falling heavily from the high branches to the ground.

In an instant, a blood-colored light rose into the sky, stirring the clouds above, and visibly becoming thicker and more dull to the naked eye.

Smack!

The first drops of bright red rain fell on the hands of the gray-haired old man, followed by another drop of inky black rain on his cheeks.

After just a few breaths, a torrential rain of black and red descended, enveloping everything in its head.

Little by little, time passed.

The old man looked blank, staring at the land that was still dry under the pouring rain, and slowly took out a short knife from the sleeve of his robe.

"This is what is called, the power of the Lu is revealed?"

Phew!

As he spoke, he stabbed the dagger into his chest.

Then, with the bloody tip of the knife, a symbol emitted a black and red light was carved into the void.

Rumble!

In the midst of the sudden increase in the rainstorm, a cold and ruthless aura of power quickly condensed and appeared, as if it was silently observing the dry land that had begun to become a little moist through the rain curtain that was connecting the heavens and the earth.

After another moment, silently, a cyan light pierced through the rain curtain and fell on the muddy earth.

Then he turned into a man in green clothes and a sword, looking at the mountain-like Beijing view from a distance.

The black and red rain poured down, but it changed direction every time it was seven feet away from his body, and not a drop fell on his body, wetting the blue shirt.

The swordsman glanced up at the sky, then stepped on the half-dry, half-wet gravel ground, and slowly approached the Jingguan in the distance.

The black and red rain was still falling, and the rain curtain not only did not hinder the swordsman's movements, but instead extinguished the scorching flames rising from the depths of the cracks in the earth, removing great obstacles to his progress.

The swordsman's face was hidden under the hat, only a pair of eyes shone like stars, he walked step by step very steadily, but it was not slow, the distance between each step was no more than no less than two feet and five minutes, it didn't take too long to quickly cross the distance of hundreds of zhang, standing a hundred steps away from the Jingguan.

When he arrived, he stopped and watched silently at the ground centered on the Jingguan Hill and extending to a radius of 100 steps outside.

Standing on the edge and looking inward, it is divided by the arc of a circular arc, and the inside and outside are like two worlds.

Outside, the pouring black and red rain completely enveloped everything, while inside it was a completely different scene, not a single trace of the heavy rain outside the circle could cross the clear dividing line, and occasionally a few raindrops just crossed the dividing line, and then disappeared without a trace, and even the sound of the wind was swallowed up.

The swordsman stared silently at the color of the ashes produced by a volcanic eruption within the dividing line, all of which was a strange dead silence except for the imposing hot aura.

It wasn't until a quarter of an hour later that he slowly took a step forward.

Rumble!

This step was as if a large-yield bomb had been detonated that had been buried in the ground for a long time, and bright red magma erupted from the crack, instantly submerging the sword-wielding man in Tsing Yi.

But at this moment, a cold light suddenly lit up, broke through the magma, and flew out of the smoke and dust in the sky, slashing towards the Jingguan like lightning.