0p0 Chapter 873 The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop
Chapter 873 The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn’t stop
"The Green Robe..."
"roll!!!"
"okay."
Before a Deep One could even get close to the top healer of the Kel'Thuzad faction, it was so frightened by her loud shout that it ran away with its tail between its legs.
Even with Green Robe's exceptional life-restoring abilities, he couldn't withstand the relentless exploitation by the armies of Deep Ones and Ghouls.
The green-robed man touched his sparse hair and somewhat regretted helping Cthulhu and Mordigian...
"Green robe..."
"Didn't you hear me say 'Get lost'?!"
The Green Robe, who has always cultivated a persona of self-cultivation and good temper, has broken his guard for the first time.
It's no wonder, even a clay Buddha has a temper. If someone keeps pulling your hair, even an ordinary person would be furious, let alone a supreme god!
However, the supreme divine power emanating from the green-robed figure was easily blocked by the opponent with a flick of his sleeve.
Sensing the familiar aura of the other party, the green-robed man looked up and saw a familiar green figure.
"Your Excellency in Green Robe seems to be in a bad mood. It's been a long time. Are you planning to become a monk?"
The Wood God Jumang smiled and looked at the bald man in green robes, asking with a surprised expression.
The man in green robes gritted his teeth and glared at Jumang, saying coldly, "It's you again!"
“Even when you teamed up with that poisonous creature, Shebi Shi, last time, you were no match for me.”
"You dare to come looking for me all alone this time? Aren't you afraid I'll wipe you out?"
Jumang took off the willow wreath he was wearing and slowly disassembled it, turning it into a willow whip.
"The tree may wish to be still, but the wind will not cease; who says... I am alone this time?"
As he spoke, a surge of witch clan power swept out, unleashing a fierce gale and a howling yin wind!
A peculiar magic circle opened up, and Tianwu, dressed in a long robe and gently waving a feather fan, walked out with a smile on his lips.
This is a desolate desert, with nothing but endless yellow sand.
Green Robe could clearly sense that this eerie desert was frantically absorbing his life force!
boom! ! !
A terrifying, supreme divine power emanated from the green-robed figure, attempting to shatter the surrounding magic array.
Tianwu waved his fan and said with a smile, "Don't struggle. This is a magic array that I have been researching for the past six months to deal with you."
"Before this, I had tested Jumang many times. This desert is enough to drain the life force of a supreme god who possesses the law of life."
"Every grain of sand here was painstakingly sifted out from the sands of time by me."
"No matter how tenacious life is, it cannot withstand the erosion of time..."
Tianwu lightly waved his feather fan, striking a pose of superiority, and said with a pretentious air.
Jumang, who was standing nearby, inadvertently exposed Tianwu's boasting.
"Wasn't this 'Sands of Time' something Second Brother sifted out from the vast river of time? How did you manage to bring it up with such great effort?"
Tianwu glared at Jumang with annoyance and whispered, "Can't you stay quiet? Do you think it's easy to ask someone for a favor?!"
Ju Mang smiled but didn't say anything, signaling Tian Wu to continue showing off.
Tianwu tossed aside his fan, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Forget it, I'm not going to pretend anymore, let's just do it!"
As he spoke, Tianwu transformed into a hurricane, sweeping up the yellow sand and heading straight for the green-robed man to attack!
Ju Mang smiled slightly and nodded as he looked at Tian Wu.
That's more like it. You're just a simple-minded, physically strong witch, why are you pretending to be a cultured person every day?
Tianwu and Green Robe clashed, their wind blades and green leaves flying through the air like raindrops!
In the heat of the fight, Tianwu simply ripped off his long robe and bare-chested to engage in close combat with the green-robed man!
After a few punches, Green Robe, who was not good at close combat, was forced to retreat repeatedly by Tian Wu.
The man in green robes steadied himself and looked at Tianwu with a surprised expression.
"Aren't you a mage? Why do you like playing melee so much?!"
Tianwu sneered, "A square face, a bodhisattva's face, and eight parts of his head are dazzling with light."
"Go to the Land of Light and ask around, which Dharma King doesn't like close-quarters combat?"
"Ultraman Tiga is clearly a mage, so did Daigo's Happy Type affect Tiga's explosive close-range damage?"
Ju Mang covered his face and whispered, "We agreed to read the History of the Ming Dynasty, but he insisted on listening to that kid Gu Tianchen talk about the Kingdom of Light."
"Now look what's happened, all of us guys have been brainwashed by Armor Hero and Ultraman..."
The man in the green robe looked at Tianwu, completely bewildered. "What are you babbling about?"
Without wasting words, Tianwu directly conjured a wind blade like a windmill from his palm, which spun and rushed towards the green-robed man, aiming straight for his head!
Seeing Tianwu twirling a wind blade in his hand and charging straight towards him, chanting a song as the windmill creaked and turned, the green-robed man was completely dumbfounded...
This wind blade can actually be used like this?!
Just as the green-robed man was about to dodge Tianwu's attack, Jumang, who was in the distance, made his move.
Swish!
Jumang flicked out his willow whip, continuously infusing it with divine power.
The bright green willow whip instantly transformed into five wooden dragons in mid-air, tightly binding the green-robed man's limbs and neck.
Jumang turned around and hoisted the willow whip on his shoulder, pulling it with all his might like an ox pulling a plow, almost strangling the green-robed man to death!
Before the green-robed man could react, Tianwu's eight-part wind blade was already spinning and slashing towards his neck!
boom! ! !
In an instant, the green-robed man transformed into an enormous green head, and the surging life force repelled the two Ancestral Witches!
The green-robed man glared angrily at Jumang and Tianwu before him.
One man strangled someone with a rope, while another came up with a saw, ready to chop off their head!
Are all the fighting styles of you Ancestral Witches this damn crude?!
"Hahaha, he's gotten bigger! He's gotten bigger!"
"It's good to be bigger, because it's easier to get hit when you're bigger!"
Without saying a word, the two Ancestral Witches unleashed their Witch Clan power, instantly creating two towering figures in the endless desert!
Jumang and Tianwu, who revealed their true forms as ancestral witches, were clearly half a head taller than the green-robed figure who only had a huge head.
The two clenched their mountain-like fists and unleashed a furious barrage of blows, rubbing the green-robed man against the sand!
First, Jumang grabbed that enormous head and turned it towards Tianwu, making him Tianwu's punching bag.
Then the two switched places, and Jumang gave them another sound beating.
Before he could recover, the green-robed man was pinned to the ground and subjected to a mixed doubles beating by the two men. It felt as if ten thousand fists, like a raging storm mixed with torrential rain, were slamming down on his head with earth-shattering force!
The green-robed man, who was being beaten up, realized something was wrong.
Not only was Tianwu manipulating the yellow sand to frantically absorb his life force, but Jumang next to him seemed to be absorbing it even more fiercely than Tianwu!
Jumang revealed a wicked smile, his fist gleaming with a faint, eerie light.
"Heh heh, only just realizing it now? Too late..."
To his horror, the green-robed man discovered that a powerful primal force emanated a light of faith from Jumang's fist!
This is……
The origin of life of the ancestor god of life? !