"Young man's luck is good, but you can't move this wind spirit. Well, along the way, you can see a total of thirteen wind spirits, each of which has devoured a monk in it. You can't move these wind spirits, but it's okay to look at them from the sidelines. ”

Ye Changsheng's heart sank, countless doubts surged into his heart, and when he asked, the voice was no longer responding.

He tried to continue eastward, and as the voice had said, he saw eleven more than these two wind spirit hurricanes. Besides, in this place of the Ice Wind Wasteland, nothing unusual was seen.

But he didn't know why that powerful existence didn't drive the wind spirit to attack him.

Finally, he returned to where he had left off, quietly staring into the air, still slowly wriggling the Wind Spirit Hurricane.

Three or four days later, when Ye Changsheng was bored, he looked east again and looked at the remaining twelve wind spirit hurricanes, but he was shocked to find that inside one of the wind spirit hurricanes, the wriggling monk who had been swallowed up seemed to have stopped moving.

Ye Changsheng stayed aside and watched quietly.

After dozens of breaths, the monk completely disappeared into the wind spirit hurricane, and then, an extremely sharp chirp came from the wind spirit hurricane. Then, the hurricane with a height of six or seven zhang began to shrink rapidly, and finally, under the gaze of Ye Changsheng's eyes, it turned into a bearded man.

It's just that the eyes of this bearded man are not as calm as those of human monks, but are filled with a kind of light with a little madness in the vastness.

Then, the bearded man's body shook and fell straight down from the sky, his hands falling to the ground first, and then his feet fell to the ground. Then, on all fours, he tentatively reached out with his left hand and left foot, and stepped forward.

It was like a newborn toddler.

In the distance, the voice let out a helpless sigh, and thousands of wind blades condensed in front of the bearded man in an instant, and finally turned into a big sword composed of wind blades, slashing at the bearded man's head.

Around the bearded man's body, several whirlwinds suddenly blew by, and when he ascended, he lifted his body and swept to one side, but as soon as those whirlwinds blew, they continued to turn into wind blades and threw themselves into the great sword. The bearded man's body had just been picked up by the whirlwind, and he actually fell directly to the ground, and then was directly slashed by the wind blade giant sword.

A terrifying sound sounded, and in an instant, countless pieces of blood, minced meat, and broken bones were torn apart by countless extremely fast-spinning wind blades on top of the Wind Blade Giant Sword, and then flung them everywhere, splashing everywhere.

Rao is Ye Changsheng is accustomed to seeing all kinds of bloody scenes, and at this time, he is also vomiting.

After that, he was not very worried about Dong Samadhi, so he went to the very beginning and watched the situation of Dong Samadhi in the hurricane.

Fortunately, in the hurricane, although Dong Samadhi's movements were slow, they never stopped.

After a few more days, he took the time to look at the other eleven Wind Spirit Hurricanes, but he didn't see anything. In such a situation, there is only one possibility, and these eleven wind spirit hurricanes, like the previous ones, turned into human form, and were torn apart by the wind blade giant sword, and their bones were shattered.

Thirteen wind spirit hurricanes, at this time, only Dong Samadhi was hiding, still suspended in the empty leaf Changsheng standing aside, just watching the voice: "Dong Samadhi's luck is good, my luck is also good, hehe, after hundreds of years of hard work, today is finally going to succeed."

Ye Changsheng's heart sank, and he said, "What does Your Excellency mean by saying this?"

The voice laughed, but it didn't answer, but continued to shroud the faint killing intent on Ye Changsheng's body.

Ye Changsheng sneered and said, "Let's let you be arrogant for a while, if you can't do anything, you have to use a killing move." ”

Compared with the Yuan Infant Stage monks, in addition to the powerful divine sense, the physical body, and the extremely fast speed, the most insurmountable thing is that the God Transformation Stage monks can freely manipulate a large range of spiritual power, freely combine, and use all kinds of spells, and their power is not even inferior to the forbidden law.

However, Ye Changsheng had a green lady, who could also manipulate a small range of spiritual power around his body in a short period of time, so if he could face that mysterious existence at close range, the outcome was unknown. Not to mention, he still has the lifeless god thunder available.

Dozens of breaths later, the wind spirit hurricane suddenly began to shake violently, and the whirlwinds that were originally coming and going vertically and horizontally, at this time, seemed to have a feeling of being unable to retract, and actually escaped from the hurricane one after another, dissipating into invisibility.

Ye Changsheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "This, it should be that Dong Sanmadhi has the upper hand, and the wind spirit can no longer restrain the whirlwind in his body." ”

As he thought, after dozens of breaths, the hurricane quickly condensed as he had seen before, and finally turned into a person, suspended in mid-air, it was Dong Samadhi.

At this time, in Dong Samadhi's eyes, the meaning of mí was still there, but the meaning of madness was missing.

Ye Changsheng asked tentatively: "Dong Daoyou Dong Samadhi's body was shocked, he slowly lowered his head, looked at Ye Changsheng on the ground, and was about to speak, when a firelight mixed with a whirlwind suddenly swept straight from the sky, and in an instant, it stopped between Ye Changsheng and Dong Samadhi.

Then, a figure walked out of the fiery whirlwind. The person who came was actually an old man with crane hair and a childish face and high spirits.

When Dong Sanwu saw this old man, his body suddenly shook violently, and he said sneeringly: "Master, how could it be you?"

However, after he said this, he immediately closed his mouth and looked at the old man with a surprised face.

This old man is just a cool appearance of his master, and in other aspects, no matter his expression, movements, and even eyes, he is far from his master. In his long memory, his master was a calm, kind, and calm person, but this old man, there was a strange and unpredictable meaning throughout his body.

Ye Changsheng sighed, he understood a little in his heart, and he was secretly ready to do it.

The old man said lightly: "You haven't understood yet? Or rather, you have understood, but you just don't want to believe the facts." ”

Dong Sanma's body was shocked, and after a long time, he said, "You, are you my master?"

The old man snorted coldly, and his mind moved, but he saw a figure emerge from him, stand aside, and then quickly turn from virtual to real, and finally turned into the same old man. It's just that later the old man was indifferent and kind, which was quite different from the old man's temperament before.

The two old men said in unison: "You, don't you understand!"

Dong Sanmadi looked at the two of them in a daze, and after a while, he said word by word: "Could it be that Master, have you been lying to me?"

The strange old man said: "I didn't lie to you, everything I told you is true, and that jade slip is indeed the method of cultivating the samadhi divine wind." It's just that, according to this jade slip, over the years, there have been countless people with excellent qualifications and hearts, and even the energy of a lifetime has not been able to achieve the great power of the cultivated samadhi divine wind in ancient rumors. I spent most of my life trying to realize that there were quite a few wind spirits born here.

Therefore, I divided the thirteen incarnations, found thirteen young people with good qualifications and good hearts in the demon world, and then cultivated them. He also used the secret method of zodiac to control life**, refined the life mark puppet, and took away each of the thirteen of you with six life marks. After that, I will use a little trick to disappear in front of you and others, and then lead you to the Icewind Wasteland in another way. ”

"People who are not strong enough, because of the Zodiac Control Order**, will all encounter all kinds of strange things in the Heavenly Retreat State, and retreat in disgrace, only if the strength is strong enough to resist the wind spirit, can they enter the Ice Wind Wasteland. I'll also make a secret move, just in case you die on the way. For a hundred years, I have been thinking about it diligently, and finally when this day comes, you actually brought someone outside of my life, which affected the effectiveness of my zodiac control **, and entered the Ice Wind Wasteland. To my surprise, the thirteen of you came here all in one fell swoop. In terms of strength, most of you are a little worse than that wind spirit, hey. Those thirteen wind spirits have long been refined by me and the life scar puppets that detain you and the other thirteen life marks, so to a certain extent, the fate of you and others has been closely tied to those thirteen wind spirits. This time the wind spirit devours you and others, and it is a battle of fate for you. In the process of fighting with the wind spirit, you can comprehend the wind system spell to the greatest extent, plus you and others have already cultivated the basic chapter of the Samadhi Divine Wind, perhaps, after becoming one with the Wind Spirit, you will have the opportunity to comprehend the true Samadhi Divine Wind Method on your own. ”

"What's the matter, you have devoured the wind spirit at this time, and your six life marks have all been attributed to you, do you have any understanding of the method of samadhi divine wind?"

Ye Changsheng and Dong Samadhi were shocked when they heard it, and Dong Samadhi was stunned for a long time, and then he said in disbelief: "Master, you, you have worked hard to teach me to cultivate spells over the years, just to let me come to comprehend the Samadhi Divine Wind?"

The tricky old man sighed and said, "Do you know, what is my real name?"

Dong Sanmadi shook his head and said, "Master, you never told your disciple. ”

The weird old man said: "I, Dong Zaixing, the ancestor Dong Quan, Dong Tianjun, set up a strange gust of wind roar array on the same day to block and teach the masters, and later was calculated by the masters to fix the wind beads, and fell in the wind roar array. Since then, the wind roar has been lost, the true fire of samadhi has been lost, and the divine wind of samadhi has been incomplete. The only thought in my life is to reproduce the strange power of the ancestors' wind roaring array, but the number of lives is mediocre, and the cultivation in this life is limited to the late stage of the transformation of the gods, and it is difficult to improve one step further. Therefore, I have worked hard to come up with such a method, and I have entrusted you and the thirteen others with the heavy responsibility of contemplating the method of samadhi kamikaze. Now it seems that among the thirteen people, only you have the hardest life, even if you come here with the help of other methods, when your strength is insufficient, you can still survive the confrontation with the wind spirit. Then, in the future, this important task will be handed over to you. ”！。