Who brought this guy into the monastic circle?.

Chapter 143 Someone is always going to be unlucky
"Do not……"

Hua Heshang's screams were hoarse, as if he was in great pain.

In fact, when the trees fell one by one, he and Liu Yaoyao reacted immediately, and with the release of their true energy, they were unable to hurt them at all.

However, Wang Xiaoer did not have such ability. Seeing the big trees around him falling down one after another, he had nowhere to hide and could only lie down next to the bottom of the shuttle.

As a result, the huge tree trunks around it kept smashing down on the shuttle as if they were aiming at it, and soon the entire shuttle was completely broken into two pieces.

This was Hua Heshang's last wish.

Unexpectedly, it was ruined in the end.

I don't know if it can still be repaired?
Just as this thought arose, the ground around him suddenly cracked, and a circle of faint blue flames suddenly emerged from the cracks. When the flames met the wood, they became a raging fire, and the fire spread in the blink of an eye.

From the emergence of underground fire to the current formation of the sea of ​​fire, everything happened in a flash, so fast that Monk Hua was dumbfounded.

All this happened so strangely and totally unreasonable. Could it be a punishment from God?
He thought about himself, then looked at Liu Yaoyao. It seemed that what the two of them had done really qualified them to be worthy of divine punishment.

While he was daydreaming, Liu Yaoyao had already taken the lead and flew into the air.

"Get out!"

After saying that, he was about to break through the air and fly away, but before he could move, seven or eight lightning bolts suddenly struck down, this time heading towards Liu Yaoyao.

Liu Yaoyao hurriedly threw out the palace lantern, and after it flew out, it quickly unfolded to form a screen, blocking in front of her.

In an instant, electric arcs flashed, surrounding the entire screen, but they could not get close to Liu Yaoyao at all.

The cultivators in the God-Gaze ​​Realm are never afraid of just thunder and lightning.

"Get back now!"

Just as she was thinking this, she suddenly heard a loud shout from Monk Hua from below. Liu Yaoyao looked down, only to see him fleeing from the spot with a pale face. When she looked back again, his face was equally pale.

A lightning ball as big as a millstone condensed silently and smashed towards her.

"Yu!"

The screen quickly turned around and pressed towards her head. The moment the silent thunder ball touched the screen, it exploded into powder. She didn't dare to be careless anymore, let alone risk her life to try to withstand such a powerful thunder.

The figure fell rapidly, and the thunder ball seemed to have eyes, following wherever Liu Yaoyao landed.

She definitely could not withstand such a powerful force by herself, so she turned her gaze to the Monk Hua who was hiding in the distance.

The figure rushed towards Monk Hua immediately.

"What are you doing? Don't come over!"

The Flower Monk was so frightened that he was terrified, but it was too late. One man and one thunder fell one after another, and there was lightning and thunder where they landed, and countless electric arcs scattered everywhere.

Wang Xiaoer curled up at the bottom of the shuttle, surrounded by fire. The space that could accommodate him was getting smaller and smaller. The circle of fire was shrinking continuously, and even his hands and feet had been completely burned red.

Several arcs of electricity shot out as if locking onto him, rapidly attacking him.

He had no way to avoid it. Electric arcs hit him one after another. The electric current instantly spread throughout his body. The next moment his whole body felt numb, and after that he felt a piercing pain.

The strong desire to survive continued to rise in Wang Xiaoer's heart. The next moment he gritted his teeth and stood up, looking at the sea of ​​fire, and rushed over with his eyes closed.

When he ran out again, there was no healthy meat left on his body, and his skin was all charred black.

Wang Xiaoer didn't dare let the two monks get too close to him anymore. If they continued like this, the natural disasters and man-made disasters he would encounter one after another on this first day would be things he would never dare to imagine in his life.

However, this wave of disaster did not seem to be over in a hurry. Behind Wang Xiaoer, a storm was slowly gathering!
In the whirlwind, the lightning faded away, revealing two dying figures on the ground.

The two men were huddled together in tattered clothes. At the most critical moment, they both frantically circulated all their true energy at the same time and only then saved half of their lives. Now, let alone standing up, it would be difficult for them to even turn over.

The sound of wind gradually gathered around the two people's ears. In just a short moment, a hurricane took shape after absorbing all the fire...

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"Did you hear anything?"

Just as Han Yu poked his head out from the underground and looked around, a faint whistling sound was heard in his ears.

But when he listened carefully, he seemed to hear nothing unusual.

Just as he was about to escape again, the whistling sound came out again, faintly.

what happened?

Han Yu couldn't help but jump up, stepped on the ground and leaped into the air, with a pair of wings of flames spreading out behind him.

Not far to the east, you can see a huge fire storm taking shape.

Han Yu hurriedly flew towards the east. About thirty miles away, the fleeing figure of Wang Xiaoer appeared before his eyes.

The storm that had already formed behind him was sweeping towards him as if it had locked onto him.

Looking closely, in addition to the sea of ​​fire in the hurricane, there were two figures struggling in the whirlpool.

Blanch!
It's these two.

Han Yu's face immediately darkened.

He knew Liu Yaoyao and Hua Heshang very well, but he had never expected that Wang Xiaoer had just escaped from the disaster of the two great monks, but now he was implicated by these two guys again.

Under this hurricane, Wang Xiaoer would definitely not be able to survive. Just looking at the power of the storm, Han Yu could already foresee the result.

"Two rookies can cause such a disaster. Just imagine how big the disaster will be if you get involved. You will both die."

Little Liuli warned him hastily in his sea of ​​consciousness, fearing that Han Yu would rush forward on impulse.

Han Yu stopped and thought, his brows furrowed.

"If I don't get involved directly, will there be any problems?"

The little spirit had no answer to this question. When faced with such a natural disaster, there was no time to hide, so who the hell would have the time to try to get involved?

But Han Yu seemed to have made up his mind and shouted loudly towards the distance.

"Run three miles north."

After saying this, he flew towards the north without looking back.

Wang Xiaoer naturally heard his voice. Seeing Han Yu leaving towards the north, he gritted his teeth and ran in another direction.

Three miles to the north, Han Yu hurriedly landed on the ground and the energy of his earth-based magical powers madly burst out of his body. The soil under his feet surged upwards madly. In just a few breaths, a small hill rose higher and higher to support Han Yu.

not enough!
Han Yu looked at the small hill less than ten feet high under his feet, and once again converted the energy in his sea of ​​consciousness into earth magic and continuously poured it into his feet. The soil rolled again and continued to gather here, not stopping until the small hill rose to twenty feet.

The storm was approaching, and Wang Xiaoer's figure gradually became clearer.

Han Yu quickly landed on the side again. This time he no longer controlled himself and madly poured out the energy in his sea of ​​consciousness. He saw the hill gradually rising up, and then he quickly stopped when the two were about the same height.

"Go! Go!"

The spirit in the sea of ​​consciousness kept urging him.

It has understood Han Yu's operation. This method seems to have no direct connection, but whether it is reliable or not will only be known after Han Yu runs away.

Han Yu naturally did not dare to stay for long. As long as Wang Xiaoer was not stupid, he would know how to use the two hills when he saw them. He had already left enough gap between the two hills, enough for one person to pass through.

I can’t say that I can resist the hurricane, but as long as I can delay it for a while, it will be enough for Wang Xiaoer to escape from the range. When the disaster returns to normal, he can still give it a try.

Whether he can survive in the end depends on himself!
Han Yu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he leaped up and flew away after the sonic boom...

Wang Xiaoer gritted his teeth and kept running. The two small hills that suddenly appeared in front of him made him instantly understand Han Yu's intention.

The storm behind him was about to catch up with him. He didn't dare to delay and turned around to run between the two mountains.

He hurriedly passed through the gap, and was blocked by two small hills when the storm was chasing him. Wang Xiaoer just took a glance and did not dare to stop at all, and continued to flee for his life.

The strong wind kept tearing the slope apart. How could the temporary earth hill withstand such pulling? It soon began to disintegrate.

But after it disintegrated halfway, the storm suddenly stopped, as if it had lost its target and could only spin in place...

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"I always feel like you're going to be unlucky."

Xiao Liuli kept muttering after Han Yu indirectly helped Wang Xiaoer.

Although Han Yu had escaped in time before the disaster struck, this trick was still an attempt to cover up one's mistake.

Han Yu felt a little guilty after being muttered to, and couldn't help but say, "I'm warning you not to be such a pessimist!"

In fact, after this incident, he felt a little uneasy and uneasy. After hesitating for a moment, he spoke again.

"Why don't you just recover and leave!"

At this time, others had sneaked back to the inn to rest.

The two earth slopes were forcibly raised, and the energy in the sea of ​​consciousness was reduced to only one tenth.

Ultimately, it is because the level of the supernatural power is too low. If the earth supernatural power can reach the same level as the fire supernatural power, it would be much easier.

At this time in the garrison, Zhao Yulin was still a little worried after receiving the message from the iron bird. He walked to the desk, calmed down, and began to paint with his photographic memory ability in the spirit-gaze realm.

After a moment, he let out a sigh of relief, put down his pen, and waved to call a palace guard.

"Tell the brothers to patrol hard and report immediately if they see this person."

After the young monk took the scroll, his expression changed and he asked cautiously.

"Boss, are you drawing a person?"

On the scroll, there was a round head, a pointed mouth, big ears, and the nose was forgotten to be drawn. The body was like a pillar, and the hands were like bamboo poles. The part below the waist seemed to be drawn incorrectly and was a mess.

What a fucking weird painter.

The young monk's face turned red, and he really didn't dare to compliment his master's painting skills.

Zhao Yulin's face was filled with embarrassment. His memory had improved after he entered the divine realm, but his painting skills hadn't caught up. What else could he do?

Then his face turned gloomy and he glared at his subordinates.

The young monk quickly put away the portrait, clasped his fists and spoke.

"I understand. Boss means that if you see anyone suspicious, report it immediately."

(End of this chapter)