The cold wind came from somewhere, blew through the gaps in the dark and empty cave, and a cold crying whimper sounded, blowing the only light source and some dim flames slightly, and the narrow and long intertwined figures like silent drama were also reflected in fragmentation.

The silent pale monster jumped up quietly and slid out a long and cold shadow. The bone blade in his hand pressed down, rolling up a slight sound of airflow. The seemingly clumsy panda slightly turned sideways, dragging a white light from his hand, blocking all the enemies around him, then he escaped and smashed the attacker behind him.

The figure who was knocked away hit the ground heavily, splashing dusty smoke. However, Luo Yu did not show a happy expression. He took advantage of this rare gap and lowered his head and clenched his fists, looking at the "corpses" that fell to the ground, immediately loosened and turned into white dust.

At this moment, the only remaining enemy, the goblin who was taken off by him as a "weapon", struggled tenaciously to get up, twisting his hands back, slowly revolving and recovering, jumping over with grin, but was slapped down by Luo Yu, and smashing it from his head, splashing out white powder, drifting away in the wind.

"This feeling..." Luo Yu's face remained unchanged and stretched out his bear's paws, loosened his tight fingers, and looked at the small group of gray dust that he had deliberately grasped. However, these white dust was immediately affected by some force, dissipated from the cracks in his hand, and the wind was automatically floating and flowing to the depths of the wall.

"Isn't the creature's **, but a puppet formed similar to the 'reincarnation of the filthy land'..." Luo Yu couldn't help but sigh, "The limitations of martial arts are so great..." He calmed down and looked into the distance.

As the gray-white powder was integrated into it, the originally blank walls were like invisible ghostly crafted craftsmanship, outlining various vivid images of characters. The protagonists who seemed to describe the original epic were all short goblins. Their eyes slowly turned and once again concentrated on Luo Yu's body. They looked over quietly, slowly floating on the wall like water surface.

"It's the twelfth time." Luo Yu watched the development of the situation calmly, not because of the mentally tragic spirit of "the opponent is ready, and the transformation stage is exposed and the flaws cannot be attacked", but because he had tried various means of destruction in the previous eleven times. Even if these walls collapsed and disintegrated, they would recover in a blink of an eye, but only delayed the time for the monsters to resurrect.

"From the beginning of the fight, two of them are the same as the other, and now twenty fights, you have already tested what you want, haven't you appeared?" He suddenly said loudly to the empty wall.

The only response to him was the attack of the pale goblin who was as fragile as porcelain, but infinitely resurrected. He repeated meaningless actions, as if he had made up his mind to consume his physical strength. Luo Yu knew that the real master behind the scene had no intention of this at all, because for that kind of existence, just like these miscellaneous soldiers, they were just ants.

"Do you really think my skills are exhausted?" Luo Yu sighed, raised his hand, but began to slowly ripple layers of transparent ripples, making an extremely harsh sound along his arms, as if countless bees gathered in his ears and buzzed forward.

“Or, that’s what you want to really see?”

The fierce punch tear apart the rolling airflow in the air, and once again easily smashed the rushing monster into scattered powder.

But the next moment, these ashes that should have merged into the wall along the inexplicable trajectory were gathered together by a more powerful suction force, but the layers of ripples that fluctuate in the air were deeply restrained in a contraction form. They actually synthesized the pale powder into a ball the size of a bean in the form of a "vacuum cleaner", tremblingly trying to decompose, but were pressed tightly by the layers of force that was like rippling waves.

In just seven seconds, these twenty silent monsters were bombarded like storms by Luo Yu before they turned sharply, and they all turned into dust. Finally, they turned into a ball firmly, soaked in the circles of ripples repeatedly, sucked in the palm of their hands, buzzing, but they could not break free.

The sound of the whimpering air flow rolling continuously. Taking Luo Yu's palm as the origin, a wind tunnel appeared out of thin air. The air dozens of meters ahead spiraled vertically and horizontally, forming a miniature tornado. The center of the wind hole rippled out of contraction ripples, and slowly expanded and dispersed, clearly like the beating of the heart, carrying a smell of life.

"What is this?" After a long time, an old voice suddenly sounded in the darkness.

"You can call it 'catch the dragon'" Luo Yu raised his palm without raising his head, admired the cyclone, revealing a joy of success, and whistled, "Support your blessing, let me succeed this experiment..."

Of course, Luo Yu did not know the world of "Tianlong Ba Di". Qiao Feng's unique skill: Dragon Capture, and the "Rubber Qigong" he learned, although it is called "Qigong", is completely different from the inner true qi circulating in the martial arts world. Its source is from the ignorant speculation of the mysterious Eastern martial arts by Westerners. The effect exerted by the West also brings the power promoted by the West: violence, power, straightforward superhuman constitution, and does not involve the flow of energy in the body.

According to normal circumstances, his ripples of qigong have basically broken through to the level-4 level, and he only uses the ripples of life to strengthen his physical fitness. He will definitely not be able to achieve such a scene as true qi penetrates the body. The reason for this is that after he transforms into a panda, he has an inconspicuous special effect attached to it: attack force field +4, invisible armor +4.

The two effects of attack and defense are actually one-piece together. When he transforms into a panda, a transparent force field naturally emerges in his body. When the enemy strikes, this force field will automatically offset some of the impact force. When he attacks the opponent, it will turn into a little increased pressure in front of the fist, like an invisible steel fist glove.

This constant effect on the body reminded him of a widely circulated skill in martial arts novels - "body protection true qi", but he cannot control this power, and he does not have to worry about disappearing due to excessive consumption. However, this idea of ​​"true qi protecting the body" can be combined with the "rippling Qigong" that sprouts from the body at all times, spreads and contracts invisibly, and is used to stimulate the power of the highest power. It is like the wind blowing across the sea surface and causing ripples. He can use the rippling energy spreading out of his body to shake the originally smooth "force field" one after another.

When this wave advances, it forms a surging wave in the sea, with continuous inertia, injected into the enemy's body along the fist and feet. When the ripple shrinks, the enemy's force is appropriately shaped like "mud sinking to the sea". No matter how strong it is, it can only melt away under the dissolution of layers of ripple.

The combination of the two is to "capture the dragon and run the crane"

When the shrinking ripple is excited to the extreme and acts on the physical air, the current situation is formed. The palm of the hand and the axis creates a small cyclone. Although the weak wind pressure can only make people retreat, these ashes that attach to magic have become natural nemesis!

"It's different from what I thought." The old voice remembered again. A white-robed figure suddenly appeared in the distance, but it was the "scholar" who disappeared because of the excuse of rest. He sighed and continued, "But your power is also..."

Before he could continue speaking, a sudden shout came from the air—“Die!”

The tornado that had been flowing forward was swung continuously as Luo Yu waved his hand and suddenly turned into a long whip and threw it off. The torn wind pressure directly entangled on the old man's body, causing slight wind blades to slash into the old man's body, making a harsh and dull cutting sound!

Before the old man could break free, a rapidly running figure rushed into the dissipating wind. However, Luo Yu was carrying the wind and thunder, and the waves of waves flowed from the bear's arms, wrapped around his fist like a tide, and suddenly blew down.

"Puff--" What makes people shudder is the old man who is aged and poor, who is penetrated by this punch, but no drop of blood splashes out. The hole in his chest, like gravel heals, slowly squirms and contracts, but is hit by the endless waves and falls into a stalemate. His body, which has been cut from countless scars, and even the broken white cloth robe, has recovered little by little as before. He explained in surprise:

"I have no malice..."

This sentence was once again suppressed by the punches and feet. In just a few minutes, Luo Yu used all the national skills learned from "Master Gu". His fists and feet were like storms, bringing out a roar of tigers, dragons, and cranes and snakes. In the quiet and dark cave, there was only the muffled sound of human body impact and the fist wind of martial arts!

Just as the old man raised his head in anger, the golden-edged books flying to the side were floating without wind, Luo Yu, who seemed to sense danger, suddenly stepped back like lightning, patted his palms comfortably, and then sighed:

"It's worthy of being a god... no matter how hard you fight, you can't beat it."

"Do you know?" The scholar looked over in shock.

"Hehe, it must be the same level of power that can easily break up in my body. And the aura of countless life ripples mixed together, but harmonious and powerful is not something that can be concealed by just hidden in this dead body." Luo Yu smiled, "And I was fortunate to be possessed by someone, and this feeling is impossible to be wrong."

"Then why are you still?" the old man patted the dust that did not exist on his body and asked in confusion.

"Haha." Luo Yu smiled without saying a word. He couldn't tell him that he had already hit a revengeful punch and found that he was fine no matter how hard he hit it. As a result, he couldn't help but itchy hands and vented itching.

He immediately changed the subject and asked with a face:

"You first helped me break through, then tested my strength, and also eliminated the sound and did not wake them up. Why?"

"Actually, I have something that I need your help..." The old man sighed, but slowly explained the reason.

At this moment, a message naturally emerged in Luo Yu's mind.

The core plot of the world is activated: eliminate pollution and restore the earth.

Branch (1/3) corresponds to: primitive ancestor spirit
Chapter completed!