New White Snake Asking Immortals

Bai Yujun found out that someone was interfering with her control of the nearby weather.

I originally thought that when I came to the fortress, I would directly attract hail and strong winds to destroy the tide of corpses. No matter how many there are, it is meaningless in the face of extreme weather or even typhoons. It is not a bragging that it only takes a few days to smash all the corpses into mud , is more powerful than those legendary spells.

However, after trying several times, it was found that the gray dead energy could not be dispelled.

Beacon tower on top of the mountain.

In early autumn, you can already feel the cool breeze from the north and the grass turn yellow.

Bai Yujun, her master Yu Rong, and Yang Muxuling stood on the top of the beacon tower and watched to the north of the Great Wall. Bai Yujun closed her eyes and searched, trying to find the terrifying existence that had not yet appeared.

Entering the special state again, Shenhun searches for abnormalities in another mysterious world.

I saw many phantoms representing the strong, and the ones exuding a strong gray-black dead air were zombies. The shadows were vague and vague, and they seemed to be whispering in their ears, even if they covered their ears, it was difficult to stop them...

Distraught and mentally irritable, Bai Yujun's whispers made Bai Yujun feel depressed.

Xiumei frowned, trying to eliminate interference and resist inexplicable fear, and the orb on the top of her head emitted bursts of soft and colorful light to protect her soul.

In the past, the mysterious world saw tranquility and softness, but in front of my eyes I saw a gray and black scene, as if dozens of hundreds of thousands of people were whispering in my ears, and I couldn't hear everything clearly. This is the tide of corpses entering the mysterious world. What you see and feel in the direction you are in is weird.

The dead air is strong, and walking in it feels the chill that freezes through the soul...

There are many cold black figures exuding gray gas beside them. They are the high-level zombies fighting with the monks of the Mahayana period of the human race. The lighter the color, the lower the strength, and vice versa.

Passing through the lifeless black figures, Bai Yujun noticed a pair of eyes staring at her in the distance.

Gradually, the resistance increases.

It seems vaguely that there is a dark shadow behind the dense shadows. When I look at it, I always feel that I will fall into the abyss and sink into it at any time. I can't help but feel flustered. I am very strong, just like all the emperors with black figures...

It's getting closer, it's getting closer, Bai Yujun will soon see that the dark shadow is real.

At this moment, the pitch-black shadow raised its arm and pointed towards it, and the dead black figures around suddenly turned their heads to look at Bai Yujun!

With a sudden shock, he escaped from the mysterious space and woke up.

"Phew... now I'm in big trouble."

Bai Yujun bent down and supported her waist with both hands, her breath was short of breath, and she finally calmed down.

It is almost certain that it is a powerful zombie, whose appearance cannot be seen clearly. It is it that controls the filthy dead air that permeates the corpse tide, causing the wind and rain to be blocked. It cannot control the weather, but it can control the dead air that is equivalent to oxygen aura to them , restricting Bai Yujun's control of the weather outside the pass.

Looking up, all I could see was gray mist like a sandstorm, higher than the clouds.

Yu Rong knew that there was a great terror hidden in the dark, but she had been unable to confirm the detailed information of the other party. She knew nothing about it, which was very disadvantageous for the defensive side.

"Yujun, have you seen it?"

Bai Yujun shook her head.

"I can't see it, it's scary, it feels...a bit stronger than us, but it seems to be different from other zombies, as if it can see me..."

Yu Rong frowned, understanding what the little apprentice meant by being so strong. The other party may have a tyrannical cultivation far beyond the limit of the world.

As for it being able to see the white flood dragon in that mysterious space, we can only pray that it sees passively instead of having the same ability. In that case, there is no secret about the people on the Great Wall.

"Can it see you now?"

Bai Yujun felt it carefully several times, confirmed it again and again and shook her head.

"I didn't feel being observed. It should be because I was close to it that I was noticed."

Hearing this, Yu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

The cool wind blew the banners, and the four masters and apprentices stood on the beacon tower and looked at the dusk outside the pass in silence.

The catastrophe is approaching, Yu Rong and other top monks in the world have conceived many solutions, discussed and studied countless times to find a safe and effective way to end the catastrophe, and even called together the great wisdom of the Central Plains, no matter how high or low they are, as long as they are wise,

Even the descendants of Yuan Tianshi, who had been isolated from the world for several generations, also came to the fortress.

Of course, Yuan Tianshi's descendants use pseudonyms and rarely show up.

The ancestral precepts let generations of descendants know that there is a dragon that may live for more than 1,500 years. It is all because the ancestor Yuan Tianshi imprisoned and suppressed the dragon for two hundred years.

Showing up less is to reduce being seen by Jiaolong.

Jiaolong is extremely sensitive to fate, as long as they meet each other, even if they don't know their surnames, they can tell the truth. At that time, no matter whether they are surnamed Yuan or Fang, they will not be able to escape the fate.

The descendants of the descendants don't want the fierce beast to make the remains of their ancestors into bacon and dry them...

The four masters and apprentices on the top of the beacon tower were silent.

Yu Rong glanced at the wilderness outside the pass and frowned at the densely packed rotting corpses. There were too many of them, and they piled up and even threatened the tall fortress. The rotting corpses that entered the pass took a lot of time to clean up. Crucially, a large number of low-level rotting corpses can continuously create gray dead energy, providing a favorable environment for high-level zombies.

It is the reason why those high-level zombies have been relying on this place to break through the fortress.

"Yujun, can you try the stormy weather again, the tide of corpses must be resolved."

Bai Yujun touched the dragon's horns and pointed ears on the top of her head, and quickly calculated in her mind how much impact the monster hiding in the dark could cause, and calculated how severe the extreme weather would be to break the blockade and cause damage.

I kept simulating calculations in my heart...

Soon, a general answer will be obtained.

"Ten days, need help to stop zombie interference."

"Okay, let's do it, the rest will be handled by Chunyang Palace!"

Yu Rong decided to implement it without saying a word, Chunyang Palace fully cooperated with the extreme weather to solve the hidden danger of corpse tide, ten days was completely affordable, she believed in the ability of the only dragon in the world.

Everything has to be done with hard work. There is no gourd that can release wind and rain by pulling the plug in the legend, and there is no magic weapon that can summon thunderstorms by beating gongs and drums. You need to do it yourself.

After making the plan, Bai Yujun immediately set off to fly to the highest mountain in Guan...

The tall and steep mountain peaks, standing on the top of the mountain and being closer to the wind and cloud can also use the leylines to enhance the power, and try to integrate yourself into the world to facilitate the display of talents.

On the top of the mountain, Bai Yujun untied the white ribbon in her hair.

The wind blows the long hair and dances wildly, takes out the orb and suspends it between the two dragon horns, reveals the tail and scales of white hair again, and summons the strong wind to gather rain clouds in a tyrannical form!

The circular mysterious fluctuations spread like ripples, resonating with the wind and clouds to manipulate the weather...

In an instant, countless people felt the change in the weather above their heads.

At this moment, it is very difficult to gather a strong enough storm in a short period of time, and it needs to be compressed and compressed to increase its power. Ten days is just a conservative number. If conditions permit, Bai Yujun is more willing to compress it for half a month and then throw it to the corpse. Have a taste of the tide.

Fortress walls, military flags swayed slightly, everything went on as usual, and suddenly there was a hunting sound...

The wind is blowing, and the wind blows dust and grass leaves into the sky. In autumn, the wind is strong. Bai Yujun decides to maximize the power of the storm and use hail as a supplement, crazily strengthen the wind and control it to rotate in a spiral shape...

Slowly, many people saw a vortex appearing in the sky of the towering mountain in the pass, and the surrounding winds gathered towards the vortex!

Due to the distance from the fortress, the zombies have not been alarmed for the time being. Bai Yujun doesn't know when the other party will notice the abnormality, but it won't be too long.

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