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- In the picture of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, Yang Feng is the absolute master of nianbian.
This is his world.
Every plant, every tree, every mountain, every stone, even the clouds in the sky, the sky and even the sunshine, are all under Yang Fengnian's control.
Therefore, for Yang Fengnian, refining the thousand magic soldiers imprisoned in the city is just a piece of cake.
Seeing that the red-clothed sword spirit had already locked this group of people in the formation, they were unable to move.
Yang Fengnian, who was standing on the rock, smiled slightly.
Then, he slowly raised his hand and began to summon the vitality of heaven and earth in the picture of mountains and rivers.
With Gou Gou's hand, a huge energy of heaven and earth condensed in the sky, forming an endless river.
With Yang Fengnian¡¯s quick movement of fingers, the vitality of heaven and earth that had gathered into a river immediately poured down, like a waterfall that stirred up huge waves, pouring straight into the city in the formation.
It pours like a waterfall and surges like thunder.
In the city shrouded in sword light, the vitality rushing down from the sky instantly collided with the black demonic energy.
The demon soldiers have the instinct to survive and don¡¯t want to just surrender.
When facing danger, a huge will to resist burst out.
The black evil energy soaring into the sky condensed into a bloodthirsty evil demon dragon, struggling to resist the refinement of vitality.
But, in this picture of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
Yang Fengnian is a god.
Dominates everything.
After sensing the demon soldiers' will to resist, Yang Fengnian snorted coldly.
Raised arm, press down again.
Suddenly, the vitality of heaven and earth pouring down increased again.
At the same time, Yang Fengnian also mobilized the demonic essence of the cactus that he had swallowed before and had not yet had time to refine, poured it into the vitality of heaven and earth, and pressed down on the thousand demonic soldiers in the city.
The surge of heaven and earth vitality suddenly suppressed, like the heaven and earth collapsing, with a destructive momentum that instantly suppressed the arrogance of the demon soldiers in the city who were already trapped in the jar.
The colorful rays of vitality and vitality enveloped the entire city.
In this picture of mountains and rivers covered by clouds and fog, which is as beautiful as an illusion, it looks particularly beautiful and spectacular.
I don¡¯t know how long it took before the colorful glow dissipated.
The silver sword light shrouding the sky around the city turned into a stream of light, flew into the air, and was taken into the hands of the red sword spirit.
After everything came to an end, Yang Fengnian gathered his gaze and looked towards the city.
In the city, the thousand demon soldiers who were originally dressed in black and black armor have now all transformed into men wearing silver-white armor, holding silver spears, and riding white horses.
With silver spears and silver armor, a thousand elite cavalry with extraordinary momentum are standing quietly in the open space in the center of the city.
On the helmet, white Yin Sui flutters in the wind, and the silver armor on his body shines.
A thousand people stood solemnly. Slowly absorbing the vitality of heaven and earth in the mountain and river map.
Yang Fengnian was very happy when he noticed that the aura of these thousand demon soldiers was gradually changing and improving.
After retracting his gaze, Yang Fengnian was in a good mood. After smiling happily, he turned his head and was about to share his joy with Sister Sword Spirit.
But before he could speak, Sword Spirit puffed out his cheeks and stared at him with an unkind look: "What do you think?"
Yang Fengnian has many things to consider.
When he was suddenly asked about it by the sword spirit, he was confused for a moment.
What do you think? Which thing?
Yang Fengnian was stunned for a moment. Although he was still confused, he still smiled, nodded and replied: "I am thinking about it, but there is no result yet!"
Seeing Yang Fengnian¡¯s serious nod, how could the Sword Spirit, who was connected with Yang Fengnian, not know that he was just perfunctory.
For a moment, black lines appeared on Sword Spirit¡¯s beautiful forehead.
He raised his little hand to cover his forehead, looking extremely helpless, and sighed softly: "You said you wanted to give me a name. Did you forget it?"
Oh, so that¡¯s what happened!
When Yang Fengnian heard this, he understood.
"However, when you see the sword spirit acting like you can't do anything about it, Yang Fengnian immediately raised his eyebrows and retorted righteously: "How could I forget? I've been thinking about it these past few days!"
Sword Spirit stared at Yang Fengnian with clear eyes and sneered: "Then tell me, what did you think of?"
Yang Fengnian was stunned.
He looked at the sneering Sword Spirit with his eyes wide open and his mouth wide open.
But, immediately afterwards, Yang Fengnian began to activate all his brain cells, and he began to think like lightning.
" Moreover, while thinking about it, you must also act like you are already confident. To avoid being spotted by the sword spirit.
But Yang Fengnian¡¯s thoughts can only be in vain.
??Looking at the increasingly weird look in Sword Spirit's beautiful eyes, you can tell that Yang Fengnian's thoughts have not escaped Sword Spirit's eyes at all.
???Looking at Yang Fengnian with his hands behind his back, his brows furrowed, and he was pacing back and forth in thought.
Sword Spirit hummed and smiled, then stretched out charmingly.
Sitting generously on the rock, holding his chin with his little hand, he looked at Yang Fengnian, who was spinning back and forth like an ant on a hot pot. I hummed in my heart, just pretending to see how you answer.
At this time, Yang Fengnian was already sweating profusely with anxiety.
Behind him, the clear eyes of Sister Sword Spirit were staring at him, so clear that it made people feel panicked.
After walking for a while with his hands behind his back, Yang Fengnian, who was sweating profusely, suddenly had a bright idea in his mind. He turned his head, with a look of joy on his face, and said to the sword spirit: "Rumeng, what do you think?"
Sword Ling frowned slightly and said in confusion: "Ru Meng, what's the explanation? Isn't it a bit too literary?"
After hearing this, Yang Fengnian smiled slightly. With hands behind his back, he stood on the top of the mountain where the breeze was blowing.
Looking at the world in the distance, after being silent for a long time, he said vicissitudes of life: "Like a dream, a beautiful fairy can only be seen in dreams. She does not exist in the human world. As the saying goes, this woman should only exist in dreams, and how many can be seen in reality. See you?"
Hearing Yang Fengnian¡¯s explicit description, the beauty in red sitting on the rock blushed.
Raising his head, his beautiful eyes looked at the handsome scholar standing on the rock, with his green shirt flying and his black hair blowing in the wind.
After watching it for a while, Yang Fengnian suddenly turned around and looked at him.
Fairy Rumeng avoided his gaze in a panic, lowered her head, and pondered for a moment. Then, with a straight face, he said "oh" in a neither salty nor bland tone.
After slowly standing up, he walked down the mountain with lotus steps.
"How are you doing?" Behind him, Yang Fengnian, whose head was covered with black lines, spread his hands and asked helplessly.
What is this? Just give me a message.
"It's okay, so-so, so-so." Fairy Rumeng, who had her back turned to him, said a few words lightly, then drew a stream of red light and shot it into the city at the foot of the mountain.
There, there is plenty of energy.
The sword spirit needs a large amount of heaven and earth vitality to repair its own injuries.
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