What a wind!

A roaring storm of spirits!

The violent wind of the divine soul blew chills in people's hearts, and the divine soul is damaged.

Lu Yuan supported the white light, and guarded Feng Mingyi and horizontal slashing slightly, this initial text orthography, in terms of the protection of the divine soul, is really a rare and extremely strong word, quite remarkable. Of course, it was only a little help, not too much, and most of it was borne by these two themselves.

Originally, Feng Mingyi and Heng Slash were both masters, but not long ago, the Lord of the Chaos Demon Tongue had a miserable toss, and he was not lightly injured, and now he is mentally exhausted, otherwise he would not need Lu Yuan's help with white light.

Lu Yuan, Feng Mingyi, and the three of them were flying in the minds of the Chaos Civilization Beasts, which were so big that they didn't know how many hundreds of millions of miles.

Lu Yuan said: "There is a master of the Chaos Demon Tongue in the oral area, so there will not be a master of the Chaos Brain in the brain area." ”

Feng Mingyi nodded: "Yes, there really is such an existence, but it is not called the Lord of the Chaos Brain, but the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, there is a tongue in the mouth, and there is a brain marrow in the brain, there are thoughts, and the essence of the thought is actually a kind of divine soul, and this one is also produced by the brain marrow after countless years." ”

"This kind of Chaos Brainstorm Lord, the chance of escaping when he encounters him is 1 in 10,000, and his divine soul attack is terrifying to the extreme. ”

"The probability of the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm dying is zero, he has never died, this is more difficult to kill than the Lord of the Chaos Tongue, the Lord of the Chaos Tongue also has the existence of an entity, and the killing of the entity is successful, while the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm has no physical existence at all, once injured, it can be incarnated into hundreds of millions, which can kill it. ”

"If you don't encounter the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm at this level of the brainstorm, with the mana of the Nine Heavens and Ten Heavens of the World Realm, the danger is not great. Of course, even if you don't encounter the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, the World Realm Seventh Heaven and Eighth Heaven are easy to be eliminated in your mind, and the wind guarded by the Divine Soul is too strong. ”

Lu Yuan looked at it: "No, we met the Lord of the Chaos Demon Tongue in the last level, and we met the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm in this level." ”

"There shouldn't be such a nephew. Feng Mingyi said.

Lu Yuan had a bit of a taste of eagerness in his heart, that's right, he wanted to meet the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, didn't he come up with a way to impact the Ten Heavens of the World Realm before, and now he has collected the Chaos Tongue Crystal, it stands to reason that in the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, there is a Chaos Brain Crystal, which is quite good for his own impact on the Ten Heavens of the World Realm.

Therefore, Lu Yuan was quite looking forward to this Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, which almost everyone else avoided.

It's a pity that this time I didn't meet the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm.

Of course, I didn't meet the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, this road is also quite exciting, this halfway Divine Soul Storm is not an ordinary scraping method, a moment straight to blow, a while to blow into a whirlpool, a while to blow into a dragon rain, the most terrible is the big whirlpool, when encountering this kind of big whirlpool type of Soul Storm, everyone has to dodge one or two, otherwise the world realm nine and ten can't dodge.

In fact, at this level, there are still many dangerous places, but Lu Yuan, Feng Mingyi, Heng Chop and others really did not encounter too dangerous places.

Because of this, Lu Yuan had that free time, thinking about his swordsmanship.

His own swordsmanship is now a great success if it is six irons, and two irons are not successful.

And so on, among the adaptation rules that I practiced, there are two categories, one is to adapt to heaven and earth, and through the heart of the Sword Saint, it has been completed. There is also a large category of adaptation to war, and he has practiced to the second level in the evil sword civilization, and now, he finds that his adaptation to war is slowly impacting upward.

After thinking about it for a while, I can understand that in order to adapt to the taste battle, I have practiced the five-flavor swordsmanship before, which is also a manifestation of adapting to the war, so I will have the tendency to rush upward.

Lu Yuan practiced while flying, and improved his adaptation to war to thirty percent, and only seven percent away from ten.

This is the Divine Soul Storm, is it a try to use the Divine Soul Storm to adapt to the war, Lu Yuan tried and tested, and even removed the white light produced by the orthography, so that his Divine Soul could carry the Divine Soul Storm here, so he tried for a long time, but he was never able to improve the adaptation to the war to forty percent.

Hard, hard, hard.

Lu Yuan was thinking like this.

Feng Mingyi suddenly frowned: "There is a very fierce wind ahead, and someone is fighting." "Feng Ming means a person of the civilization of the wind, he understands the wind, so he can know that there are people fighting in front of him, who dares to say that the person who is more civilized than the wind understands the wind.

"It's too bold to fight in the storm of divine souls. The horizontal slash also frowned.

"Go check it out. ”

"It's okay, anyway, let's look at it from a distance. Lu Yuan also agreed, and the three of them went straight to the southeast, and the more they went to the southeast, the more they found that the battle over there was so fierce, and at the same time they found that not only themselves and others were watching, but there were really a lot of people watching, and many people stopped here.

"Who's that fighting?"

"I heard that it is the son of the wilderness. Someone said, and when he heard the name of the son of the wilderness, Lu Yuan's brows furrowed, the son of the wilderness!

"What are the sons of the Arashi fighting against?"

"The one who can fight the son of the desolate to this point is probably the master of the Chaos Brainstorm. ”

"Among the more than 10,000 of us, the strongest is the Son of the Wilderness, and the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm is also the strongest in this part of the brain, these two are really wonderful together. ”

"yes, who do you think will win?"

"The son of the desolate has a better chance of winning. "This is the one who is optimistic about the son of the wilderness, the son of the wilderness is too famous.

"It's hard to say, the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm is not easy to mess with, and he has never been truly defeated since birth. "This is someone who is optimistic about the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm.

"Cut, the Lord of the Chaos Demon Tongue has never been defeated, and as a result, he was also killed by the Son of the Wilderness. "This is Lu Yuan's record, but basically more than 10,000 people think that it is definitely the son of the desolate, and they don't believe that Lu Yuan can do this, and only the son of the era of the son of the desolate can kill the lord of the Chaos Demon Tongue.

These people fought back and forth, and in the end, they each accounted for fifty percent, believing that both the Children of the Desert and the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm had their own victories.

Lu Yuan said secretly, sadly, he wanted to meet the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, but he was touched by the Son of Waste, this is his own big treasure, I hope that the Son of Chaos Brainstorm can't kill the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, after all, the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm is not easy to match, forget it, and let's see how this battle goes.

......

Lu Yuan now watched the play, and got closer to watch the battle in the center.

In the center, the son of the desolate is wearing a black jade unicorn robe, holding a halberd of the desolate gods, majestic, like the reincarnation of the god of war, no, he was originally the god of war among the gods of war.

On the other side of the Son of the Wasteland, there was a huge brain, three people tall, yes, a brain, no hands, no feet, no feet, no feet, to the point of having eyes and nose, completely in the shape of a head. Neither of them used their hands or flying swords, because these were completely useless, this was the territory of the brain, and here they could only use their souls to fight.

When Lu Yuan saw it, he found that the son of the desolate had already sacrificed the seventy-two golden divine souls that he had fought against him, the golden color divine souls, and the combat power was extremely fierce.

However, the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm is also extremely ferocious, it illusory appeared a huge golden head, much larger than its own head, this is the color of the gold gathered by the divine soul, the color of its golden head is extremely pure and true, the size is thousands of zhang large, its golden divine soul head and the seventy-two golden divine souls of the desolate Son of the Desolate Divine Soul slammed together, colliding heavily.

At this moment, it seemed that countless golden divine souls were splitting around.

This collision is really too intense.

It's so strong!

Lu Yuan and other onlookers all saw from a distance that this Lord of Chaos Brainstorm was too strong and too strong, and its golden soul head had forcibly suppressed the seventy-two golden souls of the Son of the Desolate Soul to the desolate soul, which made the Son of the Desolate couldn't help but be surprised, and the people next to him couldn't help but be surprised, what a Chaos Brainstorm Lord, in terms of the quality of the Divine Soul, he could actually slightly surpass the Son of the Desolate.

The situation on the field is gradually moving towards the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, it seems to have the upper hand, and once it has the upper hand, then it can kill the son of the wilderness, and at this time, the son of the wilderness is indeed falling behind.

However, it is not easy to lose a son of the era like the son of the wasteland.

The son of the desolate gritted his teeth: "Give me a breakthrough!" Facing the slight advantage of the Chaos Brainstorm, his seventy-two golden divine soul suddenly turned into a long knife with a hint of chaos color, this golden long knife was extremely sharp, and there was also a trace of the chaos color soul unique to the civilization realm.

Unexpectedly, the son of the desolate really broke through the battle, and his golden belt with a trace of chaos-colored long knife slashed in the void, and forcibly cut the golden-colored soul head into two.

"It's ridiculous that you want to win against me, I'm the son of the Epoch. The son of the desolate let out a long shout, he broke through the battle, and the divine soul was raised again, and now he was in absolute upper hand, and the head of the golden divine soul was cut off in an instant, and the lord of the chaotic brainstorm also saw that the situation was not good, and immediately fled.

Of course, the Son of the Desert wants to kill the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm, but the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm can have infinite clones, and the Son of Waste can't kill some of its clones, and it quickly escapes away.

The Son of the Wilderness really didn't kill the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, and in the face of the infinite doppelganger of the Lord of the Chaos Brainstorm, the Son of the Wasteland couldn't do anything.

And in the corner where no one was paying attention, Lu Yuan suddenly moved, chasing after the Lord of Chaos Brainstorm.

(Sorry for the late update tonight.) )

(To be continued).