"No me, no sword."

The voice was very light but very clear, as if someone was speaking in his ear.

In the sky, the vigorous figure stood stably and motionless, the strong wind blew his clothes and hunting, wearing a white blue robe and a jade crown, a sword suspended beside him, a resolute face, his eyes seemed to be looking at the monks and the vast mountains, silent Breathless, without any amazing momentum, but it gives people a sense of sword breaking through the sky.

"Who! As a human, why did you sneak up on me?"

A few Jindan cultivators were angry and questioned because of the crowd. Those magic weapons were their lifelong efforts.

"I, pure Yang Zixu Ganwu."

The wind and thunder were turbulent, and the short sentence made everyone present panic. Jianxiu was still a lunatic among Jianxiu. The name of Ganwu has been spread all over the world for two hundred years, and even the deserts of the Western Regions and the northern wasteland know his name.

Gan Wu, the first disciple of Qi Yun, the master of the Pure Yang Zixu Peak.

It is rumored that the most powerful generation in Chunyang's generation is Gan Wu, and even the senior brother Chu Zhe is not his opponent. The demon tiger, one person and one sword, entered the demonic sect of the Western Regions and retreated, beheading countless demons, and was famous for its fierceness.

It is said that since Gan Wu entered the Yuan Ying cultivation realm, he has not drawn his sword. His words and deeds are the sword. That precious sword seems to have become a decoration, but some people say that once Gan Wu draws the sword, it will be even more terrifying.

Not only did Gan Wu kill the demons, but the human race died in his hands, so much so that when the monks saw Zi Xu who was traveling abroad, they would think of Gan Wu subconsciously.

Several monks were so frightened that they retreated, but they still refused to leave, relying on the fact that Chunyang disciples were not allowed to hurt people at will.

"Why do people who are pure Yang join forces with monsters?"

The indifferent Gan Wu looked at the cultivator.

In an instant, the cultivator seemed to see two sword qi piercing towards him, and he wanted to step back only to realize that it was just a gaze. The gaze has such power, and its name is true.

"This is the third disciple of my Chunyang Qingxu Sect, do you still have any questions?"

"Qingxu... the third disciple?"

The monks were surprised, and suddenly remembered that Chunyang Yu Rong seemed to have indeed accepted a snake demon as a disciple. This matter was once used by Western religions as an excuse to attack Chunyang's reputation, but never heard of it again.

Seeing Gan Wu by his side, Bai Yu felt relieved. He didn't expect to see each other in the Nascent Soul period. He was still struggling in the Yaodan period. The human race was really favored by God.

He immediately asked Gan Wu for help.

"Senior Brother Gan, please protect me, I want rain to extinguish this fire!"

Gan Wu nodded.

"Junior Sister Bai is doing her best, but I'm here."

It's done. With this sentence, Bai Yu has no worries anymore. He desperately circled and roared at the dark clouds to summon the wind and rain. The line of fire has entered the Snake Valley. Every second wasted, there will be an unknown number of snake eggs and young snakes being engulfed by the flames. A snake demon who has become a climate, Bai Yu has the responsibility to protect the weak and the same.

The roar echoed in the sky...

Finally, raindrops fell, which soon turned into hot air under the high temperature evaporation, but the raindrops fell in an endless stream.

Ground battlefield.

A certain low-level demon in the form of a half-beast who was waving his claws and fighting hard, was stunned for a while, then raised his head, clearly feeling the raindrops falling on his face and falling into the corner of his eyes. It's raining! It's really raining!

"Ow~!"

It rained, and the raindrops fell to the ground with a crackle, and they fell into the flames and raised a touch of water vapor.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, like the Milky Way pouring down and the silver curtain hanging in the air, violent storms rushing towards the mountain fires, constantly being evaporated and falling, cooling down the trees and extinguishing the flames everywhere, the snakes in the Snake Valley raised their heads and felt the coolness brought by the heavy rain. The dozens of snake spirits raised their heads and looked at the constantly wandering figure in the sky.

Without the help of the fire, the fire spells of the Central Plains monks became less powerful in rainy days.

Gan Wu was surprised. It was rumored that immortals could walk clouds and rain, but after all, he had never seen it before. A few monks who were good at water spells could rain in a small area. It was just a kind of advanced juggling. It was difficult to perform without water. The unusual Bai Shimei can really rain.

Rain seems to be a simple thing, but in reality, almost no one can do it. Even if the former head Li Xiangyan is invincible, he will not know how to rain, which is really amazing.

Standing in the sky, Gan Wu did not cast spells to avoid the rain, but let the rain fall on his body.

For him, he could clearly feel the heavy rain and comprehend the meaning of the sword, all things can be swords, and swords can be all things.

Lightning flashes, thunder, strong winds, and howling winds are greater than majestic. The white rain curtain quickly extinguishes the mountain fire, and the extinguished charcoal fire raises thick smoke and water vapor.

Many cultivators in the Central Plains felt that something was wrong and ran away quickly. They couldn't stay here any longer, otherwise they would have to throw their lives in this poor and poor southern wasteland.

Bai Yu looked at Snake Valley and breathed a sigh of relief, and continued to increase his strength to transfer the rainwater to the place ravaged by the fire.

The heavy rain blocked the fire, and also blocked the Central Plains cultivator's idea of ​​continuing to sweep forward. Selfishness played a role, and they all left the battle group and flew out of the mountain.

But the unique rain talent also attracted peeps...

An elderly monk who was fighting with the demon king and Jiuli master discovered the magic of the white snake and was quite surprised. After a little thought, he felt that failure does not matter, but this demon must be brought into the sect, it will be of great use in the future.

Immediately transmit the voice to the rest of the monks in the rear.

"The white snake is very rare to call the wind and rain, and it is extremely rare. Quickly capture it back to the temple to purify its demonic nature and become a spirit beast~lightnovelpub.net~ Yes."

A certain monk flashed golden light and went straight to the white rain that was still manipulating the heavy rain...

It wasn't until recently that I realized that this snake was very familiar. When I thought about it carefully, I remembered that I had attacked a white snake demon near this place. I didn't expect it to be it. It seems that the white snake is different from ordinary snakes. The smooth heads of snakes have bulging bones, revealing strangeness everywhere.

Yes, this is a rare beast.

Alien beasts come from monsters, but they are different from ordinary monsters. They have strange bodies, or are born with magical bloodlines or have problems in their evolutionary direction due to the environment. It is even rarer to be able to call the wind and rain. After they are captured in the temple to purify the demonic energy, they will have unexpected effects.

He slapped the approaching monsters with his palms several times in a row, and let go of the powerful power of the God Transformation Stage, causing those monsters to flee one after another.

His eyes are sympathetic and compassionate, emitting a faint golden light like a **** in the world.

I saw a figure beside the snake demon, but the cultivation base in the Nascent Soul period was not worth paying attention to. At this time, those demon kings did not capture the little snake demon. It was very easy.

Gan Wu raised his finger and pointed at the golden palm!

After performing the attack, Gan Wu found that another figure was also attacking the monk. It was a wounded demon king, wearing a blue robe with a beautiful face, and intercepting the golden giant palm with anger on his face.

The Aoki Demon King was still there. She saw the white snake demon summoning the wind and rain to put out the fire to save the mountains and forests. It also blocked the offensive of those humans. Seeing that the white snake demon was in trouble, she immediately stepped forward to help her. It was true that she was injured, but it was enough to hold back the monk.

The sky burst with dazzling light, and the golden palms collapsed...