The lightning was shaking, and the direction of several guns shot, about 200 native people were hit by the lightning, screaming and twitching on the ground.

Fang Wen shouted very charlatan: "Where is the protector?"

Long Zun Weide responded in a muffled voice. He jumped off the white clouds and rushed towards a pile of stones under the cliffs on the side. With a roar, Long Zun Weide hugged a huge rock several meters thick, easily pulled out the huge rock weighing tens of thousands of pounds from the soil, and smashed it hard at the group of stunned indigenous people.

"Swoosh", it was like a huge rock thrown by a stone catapult, suffocating wind blew in front of the indigenous people. The stone was completely buried in the soil and was about ten meters deep, just like a meteorite falling on the ground. The huge impact air waves drove dozens of indigenous people who were close to each other and flew dozens of meters away with dancing hands and feet.

He looked at the sky with his head proudly raised his head, and Fang Wen shouted indifferently: "Where are the Dharma Protectors?"

Long Wen and several descendants of Long Zun's mighty descendants jumped off the white clouds and roared and rushed towards the nearby woods. The ancient wood they hugged was easily uprooted by them, waving it easily in their hands, dancing out a scattered shadow of sticks, making a shrill sound of breaking through the air. That sound was like a demon from the sky descending to the mortal world.

A few days ago, the children of Long Zun Weide did not have such strong brute force. After all, not everyone has the perverted talent of Long Zun Weide, and not everyone can comprehend the thirty-six gods and the rigid body gods. However, they obtained the powerful life crystals of various strange beasts for transformation. These guys were more abnormal than the other, with their arms fluttered, and hundreds of thousands of kilograms of strength were all smaller. Among them, the most brute force was almost equivalent to the human-shaped silicon-based dragon, and the power could only be described as terror.

The series of performances of several people frightened the natives present.

The indigenous people were slender, thin, and not powerful. Their battle with the colonists on earth mainly relied on their ability to control various strange beasts and their ability to use life crystals to transform beastly warriors. However, even the beastly warriors they transformed were definitely not as terrifying as Dragon Zun Weide. In their opinion, Dragon Zun Weide and others were gods. And Fang Wen, who could "command" Dragon Zun Weide and others, was undoubtedly the great gods among the gods!

A group of priests exclaimed loudly, and shouted at the natives in a series of stern voices. Several old natives with various gorgeous feathers and wearing rare animal skins looked at the priests with a bad expression, and each of them lowered their heads unwillingly, expressing their "submission" to Fang Wen. These old natives obviously had a strong reputation among the natives. After they knelt down and saluted Fang Wen, a large number of native people who were originally standing still in the same place knelt down one by one and kowtowed to Fang Wen and worshiped him.

"Well, there are the priests on one side, and the priests are still very polite to me. But these immortals... Is it a battle between royal power and religious power?" Fang Wen shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "Poor, if you fall into my hands, you can only be a slave. Young Master Fang is not a pioneer of human liberation. Young Master, I am here to deceive the coolie. No matter whether you have royal power or religious power, those who are disobedient will fall behind, and those who are behind should be destroyed!"

A very charlatan shook his head with a sympathetic expression, with a compassionate expression. Fang Wen sighed leisurely, and then he raised a long roar to the sky. He stretched his hands towards the sky, and the God of Wind emitted a strong blue light, and twenty-three golden elixirs were running at full speed. A trace of blue-purple true energy in Fang Wen's body rolled rapidly, and immediately brought a strong wind around Fang Wen's body. The huge soul power spread in all directions, and began to mobilize, extracting the wind power around him. The mountains and forests within a radius of several miles suddenly shook gently.

The storm changed suddenly, with Fang Wen as the core, and a tornado that was several dozen meters thick slowly took shape.

At the beginning, the tornado was white and transparent. Gradually, a trace of blue wind oozed out from Fang Wen's body and joined the tornado. The wind became stronger and stronger, and the color of the tornado gradually turned into light green, dark green, and until the end of the blue purple. Finally, as countless energy from all directions poured into the tornado, the tornado suddenly turned black, one end of the wind pillar was on the ground, and the other end had already extended high to the sky, tightly connected with the clouds in the sky.

When the wind changes, the clouds change accordingly. It is the rainy season, the dense dark clouds are disturbed by the tornado, and countless dark clouds rotate. Thunder flashes between the dark clouds, and the dark clouds are constantly rubbing and impacting. Lightning as thick as water tanks slashes towards the ground, thundering the earth and rocks on all sides, causing the earth and rocks on the hills to burst. The loud noise can scare the hearts and livers of the timid people.

"Oh my God!" Long Zun Weide couldn't help but change his color: "I'm afraid that the call to clouds and rain in my myth is not like this? ***, the skills we practiced will not really allow me to become immortals, right? Damn, why do the three stones in my three dantians look a bit like the legendary relics?"

Long Wen and the others were already a little unsteady. They looked at Fang Wen, who was floating in the air and summoned the thunder of the wind and clouds in great horror, almost screaming with excitement.

The natives were in trouble. The wind had reached level 12 and the trees were bent down, and the treetops were almost low to the ground. These natives could only lie on the ground, with their hands deeply immersed in the mud on the ground, and then they barely controlled their bodies from being blown away by the wind. The priests made long and shrill cry one by one, as if praying to Fang Wen, begging the great god to stop his anger and stop the terrible storm.

The problem is, Fang Wenwan has gone too far!

When the tornado turned black and gradually sucked some storm energy around it, Fang Wen could no longer stop!

On the surface, he retained a serious charlatan posture and acted as if nothing had happened. In fact, the clothes on Fang Wen's back were soaked in cold sweat. "**, didn't you bring this kind of fun? Master Fang, I just wanted to make some gimmicks so that that guy Beefensi would appear. I didn't think I would make it so big!"

The tornado became more violent and the powerful wind was tightly bound by Fang Wen. The tornado poured the energy of heaven and earth that was pumped into Fang Wen's body almost like a duck feeding. Twenty-three golden elixirs were absorbed at the same time, and even the huge energy flow could be digested in time. A trace of blue-purple true energy was constantly produced from the golden elixir. Gradually, the misty blue-purple true energy had spread throughout Fang Wen's body and began to spread towards his muscles, bones, and even the brain.

‘Swish～～～～～～’, more than a dozen thunders hit Fang Wen hard, but they were also sucked by Fang Wen. Twenty-three golden elixirs are unprecedented in the history of cultivation. Even the powerful heavenly thunder is just a small tonic for the monster Fang Wen. The huge energy contained in the heavenly thunder stimulates the golden elixir in Fang Wen’s body to operate at a greater speed. The faster the golden elixir rotates, the greater the energy drawn, the more the energy drawn, the more violent the tornado, the more violent the tornado, the more energy it rolls around, the more energy it injects into Fang Wen’s body, and the faster the golden elixir will rotate!

Fang Wen complained secretly, this is a vicious cycle! This storm is a little out of control. Looking at the huge black wind pillar standing tall, Fang Wen felt his scalp numbness.

A loud roar came from the air, and six white wings spreading more than 200 meters long broke through the dark clouds. With huge thunder as the background, they slowly supported Belfensis's huge body and fell from the air. However, if the person with sharp eyes would find that Belfensis's flying look was a bit strange, and his body was swaying, as if he had difficulty passing through this terrible wind pillar. It was a little embarrassed and finally fell down slowly.

A powerful spiritual fluctuation rushed into Fang Wen's mind, and Beefensi howled in a embarrassing way: "Little guy, why did you make such a big scene? Your ability is almost not far from Mingya! Stop the wind pillar quickly. Do you want to set off a big storm? I was not afraid of the storm, but I am in the core of the storm now!"

When Beefenshi appeared, the indigenous people below were in a hurry. They didn't even bother to fear that they would be blown away by the hurricane. They respectfully straightened their upper body and kowtowed to Beefenshi again and again. So pious and so fanatic. Even the indigenous elderly people who expressed their hostility on the other side kept kowtowing frantically, and kept shouting in their native words. Beefenshi was so "elegant" and very relaxed, slowly passing through the black wind pillars and the dark clouds and thunder in the sky, slowly descending.

"Wow, ah, ah!" Fang Wen let out an roar, and twenty-three golden elixirs sprayed out a huge amount of true energy at the same time. Countless extremely thin green wind silks shot out of him. The wind silk wrapped around the huge wind pillar, barely controlling the wind pillar that was about to turn into a hurricane and moved a little distance towards the depths of the mountains in the distance.

The balance of the wind pillar was immediately broken, and the wind pillar twisted, trembling wildly, making a loud noise that made people's hearts break, and rushed towards the depths of Mountain No. 1. Wherever the wind pillar passed, trees fell, stones cracked, and soil was dug out a huge ditch several meters deep, and its destructive power was equivalent to a salvo of hundreds of heavy artillery guns.

The hurricane was gone, and the scene was quiet. Even Beefenz was a little stunned and looked at the deep, seemingly endless ditche after the wind pillar swept.

Fang Wen was floating in the air, and he stared at his hands blankly, and his hands were still emitting a trace of extremely thin green atmosphere. Was the powerful move that just now caused by himself? It was just an accident, but if this move was used seriously to fight the enemy, how much damage would it cause to the enemy? Can the warship with the strongest defense survive such a storm? Fang Wen's eyes flashed, and he made a strange laugh like a weasel falling into a chicken coop.

Fang Wen's laughter made thousands of native people present kneel on the ground respectfully at the same time. Their hands were neatly attached to the ground, their foreheads were tightly attached to the ground, and their charming and neat "Oh Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu Yu" scream from the depths of their throats.

"Uh, it seems I don't need to help." Beefenshi flapped his wings, and he communicated with Fang Wen with his mental power: "They have worshipped you as a god."

"I'm in a big trouble." Fang Wen smiled bitterly and said to Beffensi, "I don't understand their indigenous language."

"Silly, you just use your mental power to communicate with them. This was what Mingya did back then, and I did the same. You are very interested in learning a foreign language when the old man in Mingya. I, the great Beefenshi, have a lot of fun to learn their original monotonous language?" Beefenshi proudly raised his head, interpreting the identity of the God Messenger to the fullest.

"I see!"

Shrugging, a silver light flashed in Fang Wen's eyes. He also conveyed a message to the minds of thousands of indigenous people present: "All up and take me to the place where you live."

The voice of the "god" sounded in the minds of the natives, and the priests screamed ecstatically. They glared provocatively at the old natives who had just ordered the attack on Fang Wen, jumped up quickly, walked to Fang Wen respectfully, and said a few words to Fang Wen.

A team of indigenous young people rushed into the cave in the valley. Not long after, they carried out stools made of vines. The priests respectfully gestured and asked Fang Wen and others to sit on the stools. The indigenous young people raised the stools, and the other indigenous people surrounded Fang Wen and others and walked towards the entrance of the cave deep in the valley.

Beefenz roared a few times in a pretentious manner, and looked like he was unwilling to enter the narrow places of the underground cave. After waiting for a group of priests respectfully, they almost cried and begged him for a long time, Beefenz twisted his big butt, acted as if he was dispensable, and walked into the cave slowly.

The big butt twisted hard on the smooth sedan chair. Long Zun Weide sighed to the sky: "It's so guilty! I just pimped someone a few days ago, and today I came here to deceive the natives and be slave owners. Well, I found that as soon as I met Mr. Fang, I was completely degenerated."

Long Zun Weide shamelessly said to his eldest son Long Wen, "Think about you, you are so pure and kind! In just two days, you have committed all kinds of sins!"

After clapping his mouth, Long Wen narrowed his eyes and seemed to be sleepy. Long Wen could not evaluate his father's shamelessness.

The natives surrounded Fang Wen and his group and walked to the edge of the cliff in the cave.

Long Zun Weide opened his mouth in disbelief. He stared at the huge and boundless cave in front of him, looking at the dense forest, the huge lake, the jungle and the dense people on the lake, and his body shivered violently.

"Second, son, here... is really suitable for a base!" Long Zun Weide no longer has any other language skills except to be amazed.

He seemed to have seen that production lines were built here, countless arms and warships were transported out from here, and countless indigenous people were trained to become qualified soldiers, wearing the most advanced combat armor, and began to fight with the soldiers who held the government!

This will be where Long Zun Weide's dream takes off!

Dragon Zun Weide stretched out his hands, as if he wanted to embrace the cave.

He moaned in tears and said in a low voice: "I said that one day, I want someone to live alone!" Human Path Chapter 5, Accumulation
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