Chapter 202: Gangfeng Layer

"Hey, hey!" Xia Jie laughed a few times, and suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "The wind is tight, pull it!"

Then, Xia Jie took two long legs and ran back to the witch array in the lead. Whether it was a qi refiner or a great witch, plus the more than one million murderous sergeants who had formed a military formation, they turned around and left one by one. I could only hear the sound of footsteps like thunder, but in the blink of an eye, more than a million people ran cleanly, and a circle of huge ripples rippled in the air in front of them, revealing the green mountains and green waters inside, and the boundless beautiful scenery.

The sanity of these strong birdmen with wings behind their backs was completely controlled by Satan-Augustus, and they knew only one command - to kill all living beings in front of them. Therefore, Xia Jie led the people to flee backwards, and they chased them in. Before Satan, who was floating high in the air, Augustus could not react to what was going on, the sky was full of black-winged birdmen, except for the seven four-winged ones and hundreds of two-winged ones with a high degree of completion, and the others rushed into the hazy beauty in front of them.

I saw that the air suddenly distorted, the world turned upside down, countless thunder and lightning slammed down, countless heavens and fires burned all over the sky, golden swords and giant trees collided in the air, mountains and rivers were impacting left and right, plus countless ghosts and ghosts howled, black and white ghosts, evil spirits were full of endless conflicts in the sky, just a moment of effort, the black-winged birdman who was full of black and oppressive was killed cleanly, and not a single hair was left. Satan Augustus stared blankly at the empty void in front of him and screamed, "This is impossible!"

A little ripple rippled in the void in front of him, and Xia Jie's big head emerged from the ripples. He looked at Satan Augustus and said with a strange smile: "Impossible? There are countless phantom formations set up by millions of witches, and hundreds of millions of living beings can be killed in the palm of their hearts." If you don't believe me, come in and try it. Xia Jie smiled so happily, the formation, whether it was the Qi Refiner's Formation or the Great Witch's Witch Formation, was a powerful method that could enhance the destructive power of the Array Cultivator hundreds or thousands of times. The killing array jointly presided over by nearly a million great witches can be imagined to be very sinister.

Sanada, Augustus, and Cain looked at each other, and at the same time retreated sharply back a dozen miles. Cain smiled dryly, "Well, that's it, we're here today, that is, ...... Meet, meet. Cain pinched his throat and learned the crepe language, and Xia Jie laughed even more when he made his posture, and he was about to ridicule him.

At this moment, from the extreme distance, several extremely strong rays of light broke through the sky, the extremely corrupt Crawler, the toothy and clawed Taiyi, the hysterical Wu Yi, the top people of Great Xia led countless powerful witches to kill in the sky. Far away, Lu Qi was there and screamed: "Who dares to come to Great Xia to be presumptuous? Kill, kill, kill, kill this king...... No, the Ten Tribes...... No, not even his neighbors...... No, even the people of his same city have been slaughtered by this king!"

Taiyi was even more unkind, and from afar, the primordial wand pointed at Sanadan Augustus, and an invisible sigil that directly attacked the soul of the person slammed straight into the body of Satan-Augustus. The doppelganger screamed, and the black light outside his body flickered, and he screamed, "You guys, wait and see...... The glory of my Atlantis is not something that you can easily insult. Hmph, with the White Python Princess as my internal response, what are you Daxia worth?" With that, his body dissociated into a cloud of black smoke and fled, wrapped in Cain, and they fled.

Waiting for a sword to slash at Satan, Augustus's hand sank and suddenly froze in the air. His eyes flickered, a pair of eyes wandering wildly, and he didn't know where he was going. With this delay, Satan-Augustus would have already taken a group of subordinates far away.

This time, Sanadan Augustus led Cain and other subordinates to attack the construction site of the Zhentian Tower, and the reaction was not great. The royal court of Great Xia is still like that, without the slightest ripple, but the officials sent to various places to collect beautiful jade, pure gold and other things are a lot more. At the same time, a large number of witch guards from the secret division of the royal court went out of Anyi City, searched the world, and secretly inquired about the whereabouts of the white python. These witch guards were ruthless, and in order to get a clue, they did not hesitate to torture any suspicious person, etc., and destroyed people at every turn, but they added countless sins to Great Xia out of thin air.

A year later, with the help of the Qi Refiners, the Zhentian Tower has been built for 120,000 miles, approaching the first layer of Gangfeng Belt in the sky!

The construction of Zhentian Tower encountered the first difficulty.

Xia Jie stood at the highest point of Zhentian Tower, looking up blankly at the milky white translucent Gangfeng at the height of Zhangxu, his brows furrowed tightly, and his face was sad. It was as smooth as glass, and the wind that didn't make a sound slid quietly over his head, like a ghost that didn't exist. Only the keen spiritual sense of the great witches could occasionally detect a wisp of unsettling cold air faintly penetrating from the Gang Wind Layer.

After a long time, Xia Jie wiped a piece of pure gold material from the ground to depict the witch array, and raised his hand to probe the pure gold into Gangfeng. 'Crunch~~~', a very harsh, tooth-aching strange roar sounded, the fist-thick pure gold long stick was sharpened by the Gangfeng into a long strip of dazzling fire, Xia Jie only felt that his hand was light, and the pure gold long stick that probed into the Gangfeng layer was cut to pieces by the wind knife.

The big witches on the side gasped at the same time, looked at each other one by one, and were speechless for a long time.

Shui Yuanzi, who didn't believe in evil, shouted angrily: "It's been ten years for me to go up, and I really haven't flown up to such a high place." Can this wind really be so powerful?" he jumped to his feet and threw himself into the Gangfeng layer. "Ahh Xia Jie was shocked, Shennian hurriedly chased him over, and found that Shui Yuanzi was not worried about his life, so he was relieved. Innate water spirit, it's not so easy to die.

Han Xin frowned, her big sleeves waved, and countless vines grew from the top of the Zhentian Tower, quickly stretching towards Gangfeng. I only heard the sound of 'popping', and the vines turned by the magic power of the Xin Xin were torn to pieces by the wind, and the body of the Xin was also trembling, and he leaned on Xia Jie's hand weakly, and his little face turned blue for a while. She said in a deep voice: "If all the magical power of the deity is transformed into the power of the gods, the forest that the deity has transformed will not be damaged by the wind. ”

Tai Yi, who was also looking up at the Gangfeng layer in a daze, asked gloomily, "Then, Xiao Xin, how much of your magic power has been transformed now?" He and Wu Yi and the other Wu Venerables both looked at Han Xin eagerly, hoping that she could come up with an encouraging number.

Han Xin rolled his eyes and said lightly: "Three points." ”

Taiyi and Wuyi immediately softened like deflated balloons. Wu Yi said dumbfoundedly: "Three points......? Not really. Brother Wang...... "He glanced at Taiyi.

Taiyi nodded gloomily: "There's no way, according to the previous plan, let's fill it with human lives." The Great Witch has entered this Gangfeng layer, and he is not even as good as the civilians. It can only be filled with human life. The strange equipment of the sea people can also be used now. Whew, come on, buckle those thousand alloy chains to the tower, and tie up those craftsmen. ”

During the construction of Zhentian Tower, the bloodiest, most cruel, and most helpless scene happened.

Tens of thousands of chains made of hundreds of rare materials are firmly fastened to the Zhentian Tower, and the other end of this flexible chain is like a string of sugar gourds strung with countless craftsmen. Using the beautiful jade and fine gold, the Great Witches made countless talisman seals, which these craftsmen hung on their bodies, and then drove them into the Gangfeng Layer.

The fierce winds immediately blew the craftsmen to their feet. A dazzling halo of light flickered on the craftsmen's bodies, and the power released by the witch seal protected the craftsmen's flesh from the strange energy that could melt gold and iron in the wind. The milky white wind knives slashed at these craftsmen, and the light shield released by the witch seal flashed rapidly, constantly making a loud 'pop' sound.

Huge stones transformed by the aura of heaven and earth fell from the top of the tower, and the craftsmen immediately dodged to the back of the boulders, resisting the invasion of the strong wind, and at the same time struggling to pry the boulders, moving them with difficulty. The milky white wind knife, the rapid milky white energy flow, turned a blind eye to these boulder dead things, and slid lightly past the boulder's body, and bombarded those craftsmen again. As soon as this group of craftsmen finished laying a layer of towers, the witch marks on their bodies exploded one after another. Thousands of craftsmen standing at the very edge of the tower screamed, and the wind passed by, and the flesh and bones turned into mud, and even the soul did not leave a trace of it.

"Ha!" Xia Jie shouted, and one by one the big witches rushed over and grabbed the chains made of Qianhe iron, and pulled the chains with all their might, pulling the craftsmen back from the wind and into the tower.

Tai Yi wrenched his fingers and pondered for a long time, and then said gloomily: "These witch seals can withstand the time of about half a pillar of incense, because of the material and the strength of the witch seal to make the witch seal, the difference is between a hundred." In this way, for every batch of craftsmen sent to the Gangfeng layer, there will be about 5,000 people who may be killed by Gangfeng!"

Wu Yi also nodded and said, "Our plan is wrong. In the past, it was only used as a restraint for our great witches. Unexpectedly, when civilians entered the Gangfeng layer, they would be reduced to nothing. ”

Xia Jie shook his head and stopped talking.

Groups of craftsmen were sent to the top of the tower, wearing a witch seal, struggling in the wind, piling up the boulders transformed by the aura into a tower. The Gangfeng blew silently, and every half of the incense time, you would see a large area of phosphorescent light drifting from the top of the tower, which was the craftsmen who were blown into ashes by the Gangfeng, and their bone meal was squeezed and rubbed by the Gangfeng, emitting the last bit of light.

In the first few days, the Great Wizards were still familiar with this construction process, and the interval between one group of craftsmen and the next group of craftsmen was still relatively long, and the patches of phosphorescence only floated out intermittently. A few days later, batches of craftsmen were continuously sent to the top of the tower, and the frequency of phosphorescent spraying was more than ten times faster.

The phosphorescent banner was unfurled at the top of the tower, how many unjust souls were in it, how many screams of pain before dying.

Xia Jie endured it for half a month, and finally couldn't bear the guilt in his heart, he hurriedly ran to the tower dozens of miles below, and found Duobao Daoren, Guangchengzi and others who were healing the injured craftsmen. Inside this tower, tens of thousands of craftsmen who had been blown away by the gang wind were lying on the ground, crying loudly. A Qi Refiner held talismans and pills in his hands, giving them healing and relieving pain, while teaching these injured craftsmen some of the most basic scriptures.

Xia Jie grabbed the Duobao Daoist who was chanting the 'Curse to Eliminate Disasters and Overcome Dooms', and shouted in a deep voice: "Senior brother, please use your magic power to help these poor people." ”

The cold light in Duobao Daoren's eyes flickered, and he glanced at Xia Jie deeply, and said helplessly: "This Gangfeng layer is a supernatural ban set up by the Ancient Heavenly Emperor in order to cut off the passage of heaven and earth and cut off the way for witches to go to heaven. We can only be spared, and at most we can shelter dozens of people in that wind. Even if I and Guangcheng's junior brother join forces to do it, they can only shelter nearly 10,000 people at a time, and other craftsmen, damn it, still have to die. ”

Seeing Xia Jie's gloomy expression, Duobao Daoist said in a deep voice: "This is the number of days, the number of heaven, you can't escape, you can't avoid it." Senior brother, you ...... It's good guys. However, heaven and earth are furnaces, creation is work, you, me, Guangchengzi, and we are still struggling in that furnace. Self-liberation cannot be attained, and all the senior brother can do is ......."

"Senior brother!" Xia Jie shouted angrily.

Duobao Daoren's wrist trembled, he gritted his teeth, took out forty-nine brocade pockets from his sleeve, looked down for a long time, and stuffed it into Xia Jie's hand. "Well, go and act according to the law. These colorful clouds can't avoid the wind, but they can make people dodge a little when the wind hits. If there is a craftsman whose witch mark has been defeated, if he is lucky, he can also dodge in it for a while. ”

Xia Jie was ecstatic, hurriedly thanked the Duobao Dao people, and held the colorful clouds to the top of the tower.

Three days later, the colorful clouds were blown to pieces by the endless layer of wind. Facing Xia Jie, who was full of sadness, Duobao Daoist could only take out other magic weapons to help him rescue the craftsman. After doing this several times, the defensive magic weapon refined by the Duobao Dao people was completely destroyed by Gangfeng.

This kind of magic weapon that can protect mortals on a large scale and on a large scale is not many in the first place. Most of the defensive treasures refined by the Qi Refiner are for individual individuals. Duobao Dao people have a lot of all kinds of strange magic weapons, and the inventory in his hand has been all beaten to pieces by Gangfeng, and the others have no choice. Without these magic weapons that can protect craftsmen, the mortality rate of craftsmen on the Zhentian Tower has skyrocketed!

Every day, more than 100,000 craftsmen are turned to ashes by the weather. And the 10,000-mile-thick Gangfeng layer was barely half of it at this time. On top of this layer of Gangfeng, there are even more powerful Gangfeng belts waiting for Xia Jie.

Standing in the middle of the top of the tower, Xia Jie was wearing the armor of the Xuan Tortoise, barely resisting the continuous invasion of the outside world, and the magic power in his body had been wiped out, and even the true yuan was rapidly declining. He was so strong that his flesh was even weaker, and his head was dazed, and he wanted to fall asleep. This is still the result of him wearing the Xuan Tortoise Battle Armor, if he doesn't wear this armor, I'm afraid that with his current strength, he will also be melted by the wind blowing.

"The Emperor's prohibition!" Xia Jie clenched his fists tightly and roared angrily. Beside him, a blinding light flashed on the hundreds of craftsmen who were about to piece together a boulder and the tower next to him, and the witch marks on their bodies had been blown away by the wind. Before Xia Jie could use his magical powers to save them, these craftsmen had already let out a final hiss, and they were reduced to nothing by Gang Feng around Xia Jie.

"Fuck!" stamping his foot fiercely, Xia Jie let out an angry roar, and he roared angrily: "The prohibition of Jianmu can't protect the top of the tower together?"

Holding a primitive witch wand, Taiyi quietly appeared beside Xia Jie. He said in a solemn tone: "Jianmu is the wood of the gods! This wind layer is a prohibition set by the gods. How can Jianmu's power resist the prohibition of the gods? Xia Jie, as the future hidden witch I picked, you have to learn to be hard-hearted!"

The witch wand pointed fiercely at the sky, and Taiyi shouted: "We, it's the sky!"

The witch wand casually tapped at the craftsmen, and Tai Yi sneered: "They are ants. ”

A heavy staff slammed on Xia Jie's head, and Tai Yi snorted coldly: "In the heart of the sky, will there be an ant?"

He shouted: "Speed up the construction period and fill this layer with more craftsmen." As long as we build the Tower high enough, as long as we ...... ~~~" Taiyi also burst out of foul language, looked at the front for a while, and suddenly scolded: "How can there be such a monster in this Gangfeng layer?"

A mayfly with a pure transparent body, with only a faint blue glow around its body, swam from the milky white river-like layer of the wind layer. It gracefully swam to the side of the Zhentian Tower, opened its small mouth, and swallowed a piece of the tower body of the Zhentian Tower into its stomach - a tower body with a radius of nearly ten miles!

This mayfly, this small insect that should be only a few points long on the ground, this monster that lives in the Gangfeng layer, has a body length of a hundred miles. It floated comfortably above the top of the tower, and everyone watched as the swallowed tower slid into its stomach along its transparent cavity, and then, the mayfly opened its small mouth again, and spewed out a cloud of hazy white gas at the tower below.

'Hum', the tower body trembled, and a terrible wind slammed into the Zhentian Tower. On the top of the tower within a radius of 900 miles, nearly a million craftsmen who were working with their lives were shattered in the white gas, and tens of thousands of huge stones on the top of the tower that had not been built into the tower body by the magic force were blown high by the white air, and chased down heavily.

Taiyi, who was pale, screamed: "This is ...... This is...... Oh my God, how could it be here? Concentrate all your strength and slaughter it! Otherwise, it can tear down the Zhentian Tower!"

The Wu Han of the brigade rushed out of the tower without fear of death, but as soon as they came into contact with the milky white wind, their bodies trembled, and they slowly softened on the ground.

Tai Yi remembered the 'squeak' and shouted: "Except for Wu Zun, everyone else should go back to Lao Tzu!

He blasted Xia Jie into the Zhentian Tower with a cane, and said angrily: "Good son, please ask your senior brothers to help!

Taiyi was dispatching troops here, but the blue sky mayfly had already gnawed a few bites on the Zhentian Tower, and gnawed the vicinity of the top of the tower like a rotten apple, which was not ugly. Probably having eaten and drunk enough, the big mayfly writhed its body and happily 'sizzled' a few times.

The surrounding Gangfeng suddenly stagnated, and then I saw patches of blue shadows surging in the Gangfeng layer in the distance, and several larger blue sky mayflies swam over slowly.

Taiyi, the whole thing was stunned.