Chapter 012

In the deepest darkness of the night, all imitations are sleeping, and there is no sound around them.

At this time, the stars in the sky were not visible, and the moonlight flowing like mercury did not appear on the treetops as usual. The earth was dark, the sky was gloomy, and the black of the sky and the earth were blurred together, making it difficult to tell which one was deeper.

In this complete darkness, something seemed to be slightly arousing, making the deadly quiet tranquility no longer stagnant, and the agitation became stronger and stronger.

Just as all the darkness gathered, suddenly a little light burst out from the depths of the night, and a silver line flashed quietly.

The silver light became stronger and stronger, gradually reflecting a huge stone-shaped drum.

The silver light came from the stone drum. A group of people stood silently around the stone drum, with a solemn expression and standing next to the stone drum without moving, and they didn't dare to show their grandness.

A child was frightened by the silent atmosphere and opened his mouth hard, but he couldn't even cry.

He tugged the corner of his mother's clothes in discomfort, but his mother nervously blocked his mouth.

The air was filled with imperceptible tremors, like some kind of wave radiating out to several sides with a stone drum as the center, penetrating everyone's body.

In the depths of this trembling, there was an uncontrollable expectation. The group of people held their breath and let the strange feeling tear them apart.

The silver light on the drum surface became stronger, and the gloomy light floated slightly from the drum surface like a squirt of white mist. The air began to shake constantly, and dull crying sounds deep in the ground.

The two men in black, led, suddenly knelt down with a "splash". Seeing this, the group of people knelt down one after another, lowered their heads, and pressed their hands tightly against the ground.

They felt strongly that the shock deep underground was getting stronger and stronger, and something was stirring uneasy, eager to break out of the shell.

Lu Xiaofeng stood on tiptoe, stretched her neck and looked up hard. It was still early and there was a thin mist in the air. Lu Xiaofeng jumped up, but still couldn't see it. Lu Xiaofeng had to hug him and lift him up.

"So there!" Although he was prepared for the destructive power of the golden retriever roar, Lu Xiaofeng still smacked his lips in surprise.

I saw a huge footprint printed on the roof of the tribe's house in front of them. In the center of the footprint, the roof of the stone slab broke a huge hole, and the deep cracks were distributed radially with the hole as the center.

"Have you finished reading it?" Lu Xiaofeng held up Lu Xiaofeng and said a little impatiently, "It will take Lu Xiaofeng a lot of effort to repair these roofs!"

Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand, and Lu Xiaofeng placed Lu Xiaofeng on the eaves, turned around and walked towards the stone slab they dragged in early morning, preparing to fill in the roof that the golden retriever roar had broken.

Lu Xiaofeng was about to bend down to move the stone slabs, but suddenly she felt something strange behind her.

He turned around sensitively, and a figure flashed in front of him. He heard a "beep" sound in the air. A long whip seemed to have eyes, twisting his body and attacking him.

Lu Xiaofeng flashed instinctively, and the whip hit a stone slab with a "pop", and the stone slab instantly cracked into several pieces.

"Lu Xiaofeng finally cut the stone slab!" Lu Xiaofeng shouted in pain, jumping straight into anger.

In August, Chang'an fell lightly like a leaf in front of Lu Xiaofeng, and the dancing skirt raised a breeze. In August, Chang'an stood there heroically, as if he had changed his own person.

The whip retracted back into August Chang'an's hand like a spirituality. August Chang'an bit the tip of the whip with his teeth, smiled slightly and said provocatively: "So what?"

"What do you want?" Lu Xiaofeng glared at Lu Xiaofeng, not understanding what Lu Xiaofeng wanted to do.

"Lu Xiaofeng just," said Chang'an, August, let go of his whip and raised his head, "I want to compete with you again!" Before Lu Xiaofeng finished speaking, the person had already attacked. Lu Xiaofeng flashed and avoided Chang'an's first attack in Chang'an.

The whip in August Chang'an made it more sharp than before. The soft lines hidden in surging force. In August Chang'an swung the whip again and again, making a whirring sound of wind.

Lu Xiaofeng had to concentrate all the five virtues emperors to deal with Lu Xiaofeng. As long as the purple butterfly flawed his fist, the whip in Chang'an in August would roar like he smelled something.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at August Chang'an with some anger, feeling that the desire for fighting in his body was finally aroused by August Chang'an again, and he decided not to show mercy.

He took a big step back, took a deep breath, turned around and jumped up.

A flipped in the air, suddenly leaned down, shook his shoulders, and one foot was independent of his toes, making a white crane wing-spreading movement, and two heat currents spurted out from under his shoulders.

The flame tongue was wrapped in heat and merged into a fire halfway, swaying toward Chang'an in August.

August Chang'an smiled gently, and jumped away as if he was prepared. He danced his sleeves and whirled around. August Chang'an's whip caught the head of the ancient fire beast.

In August, Chang'an secretly used all his strength and turned his wrists suddenly. The neck of the ancient fire beast was tightly tied by a whip. Then he raised his hand and picked it hard. The whip was like rolling a piece of wood and threw the ancient fire beast away.

Lu Xiaofeng's ancient fire beast fell heavily to the ground with a "bang", shattering in an instant, and sparks splashed.

The earth shook for a moment, and the ancient beast of fire disappeared like clouds and smoke.

"Don't think you can use fire so much!" August Chang'an clapped his hands and said loudly.

Lu Xiaofeng danced her whip with unfulfilled pleasure, forming a ray of light and shadow around her.

Suddenly, wood chips of all sizes fell down like flowers in the sky. Lu Xiaofeng took a step back vigilantly and put his hands on his chest. He didn't know what move Chang'an would show in August.

August Chang'an held a smug smile on his lips. Lu Xiaofeng gently twisted his slender waist and turned around. He saw countless tiny wooden needles flying out of Lu Xiaofeng's sleeves.

Lu Xiaofeng took a deep breath and took a step back. He had already tasted the taste of the wooden needle pricking, but it was really uncomfortable. Lu Xiaofeng stood firm and stared at the group of flying needles without blinking, ready to fight.

The wooden needles did not fly towards Lu Xiaofeng, but fell on the large and small pieces of wood like dust.

Lu Xiaofeng was a little confused. August Chang'an smiled even more violently. Lu Xiaofeng danced his whip with the Five Demon Emperor, and the wooden needles seemed to be summoned, all stood upright from the wood chips, arranged neatly, surrounding August Chang'an in the middle.

In August, Chang'an's whip swept to the ground, and the wooden needles were stimulated and spin wildly on the size of wooden pieces like a gyro.

Countless wooden needles flew around the thin wood chips, and countless white light smoke began to rise from the wood chips. In just a moment, countless sparks suddenly burst out from the rising white smoke.

The sparks became brighter and brighter, and slowly rose to the sky of the gods, floating around Chang'an in August, forming a beautiful halo.

Looking closely, in the middle of each spark, there is a wooden needle spinning lightly on the wood chip.

Lu Xiaofeng stood there without blinking, stunned by the scene in front of her. The beautiful face and sensitive figure of August Chang'an still looked dazzling surrounded by the ring of fire.

August Chang'an looked straight at Lu Xiaofeng and couldn't help but smile.

Lu Xiaofeng came back to the Five Destiny Emperor, paused, and quickly launched another attack. A dazzling fire stream shot out from his palms, shooting towards the halo of Chang'an in August like a silver arrow.

The moment the silver arrow hit the ring of fire, a huge shock occurred in the air, and the silver arrow and the halo seemed to stick together. But the silver arrow gradually became shorter and shorter, and in the end, it completely disappeared into the light of the ring of fire.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at his palm in disbelief. The rocket he concentrated on and shot was completely absorbed by the fire ring of August Changan.
Chapter completed!