"Yun, if I fail, the Golden Dragon Tribe will be in trouble from now on."

After stopping, Wu first looked around, and finally turned to look at Fengyun, and said in a faint tone, as if it was only an explanation of a trivial matter, not his life or death.

"Witch, you can't..."

Feng Yun still couldn't help but prepare to persuade Wu.

If he had to make a choice between promotion and protecting the witch's safety, he would not hesitate to choose the latter.

With his current level, his life span will be quite long, and the remaining time will be much longer than the time he has survived.

Therefore, he does not have much sense of urgency about life span, and needs to be promoted to the true spirit to continue his life, that is to say, even if he gives up the promotion of true spirit, he can still live for a long time.

Conversely, if he insists on advancing to the real spirit, once he fails, he is likely to lose his life.

More importantly, due to lack of preparation, his chances of success in the promotion of True Spirit will indeed be relatively low, even much lower than the chance of success in the promotion of Storm.

At this point in the matter, even if Feng Yun had decided not to interfere with Wu Wu again, in the end, he still couldn't hold it back.

"Yun, don't persuade me. I know what it means for me to choose this way."

Wu didn't wait for Fengyun to persuade him to say, so he interrupted his words, and didn't give him a chance to speak.

"Witch, be careful."

Feng Yun could see that Wu’s heart had been determined, so he couldn’t persuade him at all, so he didn’t waste time anymore. He just took out a piece of armor he had selected and matched from the Qiankun bag, handed it to him, and told him concisely. It briefly introduces how to use some armors to fully demonstrate their functions.

Wu listened very carefully, and when he encountered something he didn't understand, he would ask Fengyun clearly, and Fengyun answered one by one.

By the time Fengyun told Wu the usage of the armor, Wu himself had also remembered it, and a lot of time had passed.

"Yun, you give way back now, when did I speak and when are you stopping."

Not knowing if the time really came, or if he didn't want to make any changes, Wu expelled Fengyun.

Feng Yun didn't say anything, so he moved his legs backwards as he ordered. When he signaled him to stop, the distance between them should be more than thirty miles.

Feng Yun still agrees with Wu's approach. The distance between the two is so great that even if something really happens, Feng Yun will not have time to take action, so as to avoid Feng Yun being involved.

Wu now has a good understanding of promotion, knowing that a totem warrior must not be influenced by the outside world in the process of promoting the true spirit.

Once someone makes a move, whether it is the totem warrior who is being promoted, or the person who makes the move, they will suffer severe backlash, and may even lose their lives.

Wu believes that Fengyun also understands this, but he is worried that he can't help it for a while, so he is prepared to prevent it.

Feng Yun stood firm, gathered his eyes and looked at Wu.

He was still very concerned about Wu, and before he officially started, he was a little nervous.

After another quarter of an hour, Fengyun clearly felt a strange wave emanating from the standing witch, and then dark clouds began to appear above his head. In a very short time, It has been expanded many times.

Feng Yun subconsciously reached his hand to the hilt of the knife, preparing to deal with some accidents, and let him watch Wu die. He couldn't do it.

He is ready to take action at a critical moment to free it from danger, even if he needs to pay some price because of this, he can't be cold-blooded.

"Crack..."

There was a thunder, and Fengyun saw a bolt of lightning flying from the dark clouds. The target was his neck, and he was obviously ready to kill him with one blow.

When Feng Yun saw this scene, Feng Yun couldn't help but frowned.

He thought of the gratitude that the storm had withstood the test of lightning not long ago. The first flash of lightning was heard, and there was no threat.

But now, Lightning is in a posture that will kill him. I really don't know if he is lucky or bad.

Said that he is bad luck, the first lightning has a strong destructive power, if it is hit by it, it will definitely not feel good.

If he is lucky, there will be no more ambiguities. Nine lightning bolts are nine lightning bolts, and there will be no more ambiguities.

In other words, as long as Wu had withstood the test of nine lightning bolts, he would have succeeded.

He also didn't want Feng Fengyun to take action.

However, Wu soon regretted it.

After the dark cloud got serious, the destructive power of the lightning sent out was simply not comparable to when the storm was promoted.

Just after the third bolt of lightning, the armor that Feng Yun had prepared for Wu Wu had become tattered and could no longer be used.

In other words, if Wu wants to be promoted successfully, he must rely on his own ability to fight the remaining six lightning bolts, but judging from Wu's performance, if there is no miracle, he cannot succeed.

Feng Yun saw all this in his eyes, making his fingers holding the handle of the knife a lot stronger, so that the fingers began to turn white.

Feng Yun has now fallen into a kind of extreme contradiction, and that is whether he should make a move and go to plant witches to continue to advance.

With his current ability, if he makes a move now, it is possible to help him cut off the connection with Wuyun, and save him from backlash. Deng Yun has saved the witch.

But he knew even more that once he made a move, Wu Jiang would no longer have the chance to advance to the true spirit, there would be no chance at all.

Just as the wind and cloud hesitated, the fourth bolt of lightning pounced out of the dark cloud at an alarming speed. It reached the top of Wu's head in a flash, and slashed viciously.

Wu didn't dodge, but raised his arms high and placed them crossed, and then a red light flew out of his arms and directly greeted the lightning.

"boom!"

There was a huge explosion.

The wind and cloud were far away from the scene, and I still felt the strong shock, but the most memorable thing was that the scene of lightning and red light collided with the sky full of light and rain, which was more beautiful than fireworks.

"Crack!"

The black cloud didn't give the witch any time to rest at all. Although the lightning that it sent out and the red light from the witch had all gone, it still drove another lightning to attack the witch in a short period of time.

Both the situation and the witch who is the target of the attack can feel the destructive power of the fifth lightning. It is definitely not an easy task to intercept it.

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