Wu Sheng: I can adapt to evolution

Chapter 115 I Let You Attack Me (Part )
The snow fell heavier and heavier, and soon the ground was piled with knee-deep snow, making it difficult even for horses to move.

However, the [Bird Lord] seemed to be unusually active. It even gave everyone a layer of strength, making the centaurs lighter.

"You're so positive."

Lu Ming patted the statue of the bird. This creature must be waiting to continue devouring the spiritual energy of other natural spirits.

In the past, its strength was weak and it had to be humble everywhere it went. Now, relying on Lu Ming's strength, it has finally stood up.

"This damn weather is so annoying."

Although the white snow could not stop Lu Ming's steps, the increasingly large snowflakes still made him feel irritated.

Especially since he could sense that there seemed to be an existence behind the snowflakes controlling everything, which made him even more unhappy.

"Now that we're there, I'll deal with their nature spirits, and you go up and control the tribesmen."

Soon they arrived at their destination, which should be a medium-sized tribe with a population of thousands. The main deity worshipped was a black bear.

Lu Ming didn't even think about understanding the black bear's title. He just followed the old routine and bent his bow, drew his arrow, and took aim.

"Go to the next one early after the fight."

The Sunset Bow instantly became like a full moon, and the corners of Lu Ming's mouth rose slightly.

The next moment, he suddenly changed direction and shot an arrow towards a black storm that suddenly appeared in the void.

"Boom."

Like fireworks, the black storm completely collapsed and disappeared.

But the wind and snow around seemed to riot all of a sudden, and dense snowflakes rushed towards his team. Among these snowflakes, there were some extremely sharp and high-speed snowflakes hidden.

The power of [Bird Lord] covering everyone was torn apart in an instant, and everyone was about to be swallowed by the wind and snow.

But Lu Ming just shouted loudly, and the [Sun Seal] in his brain started to rotate. Yang energy burst out from his body, as if he had turned into a sun in an instant. The terrifying high temperature swept in all directions, and all the snow within a hundred feet melted in an instant.

Even the bare ground looked a bit burnt yellow.

The snow and wind that hit them instantly turned into water and evaporated quickly.

The tribesmen thought they would freeze to death, but their bodies felt a burning pain. However, everyone looked at Lu Ming with determination and admiration.

People on the grassland worship the strong. In their eyes, Lu Ming is a living great master.

Lu Ming pointed to the sky, full of threat.

Although these attacks are not painful, they are like mosquitoes, and it is very annoying to have them always around you.

But Lu Ming's actions not only failed to stop the wind and snow, but instead seemed to anger them.

More snow and wind howled, piling up into a mass and covering his position.

And in the wind and snow, there were faint black air mixed in. Wherever the black air passed, all life would be devoured.

"Qiang."

Lu Ming directly pulled out the bloodthirsty Purgatory Blade, infusing it with surging Yang energy. In an instant, he chopped out a ten-foot-long shadow of scorching heat, directly cutting off and melting the approaching wind and snow.

However, he also felt a little troubled. He was being harassed remotely from the beginning to the end. These great masters were hiding in the dark, and no matter how he attacked, he could not hurt the other party at all.

This is not my fighting style.

He was too lazy to fight such a useless battle. Just as he was thinking about how to give these great masters a hard time, suddenly, the soil beneath them began to wriggle like plasticine, and the ground immediately became unstable.

The horses of the eight hundred tribesmen brought by Lu Ming neighed incessantly, but they could not stand steadily and immediately fell to the ground.

Even the statue of the Bird Statue, which was being carefully escorted by everyone, collapsed to the ground.

The surging mud was like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing everyone.

"Huh? There's another one?"

"Very close."

Lu Ming felt that the power radiated by this great master who controlled the soil was even stronger.

"Since we're so close, let's kill one first."

Lu Ming looked up and looked around. There was the howling snow and wind, the strange black wind, and the wriggling earth. If someone else were here, they would feel despair even if they had thousands of troops.

It seems as if the entire world is targeting you. All kinds of harassment and invasion will eventually cause your morale to collapse bit by bit, and ultimately lead to the demise of an army of tens of thousands.

However, when Lu Ming saw this scene, his eyes were filled with eagerness to try.

"boom."

He stomped his feet on the ground, and all his muscles and bones worked together as he leaped into the air.

When he was in the air, all the powerful telekinesis was released at once and bestowed upon himself.

It broke the speed of sound in the blink of an eye.

But because the surface of his skin was covered with a large number of textures, it was enough for him to break through the air flow. Even though his speed was getting faster and faster, he was still like a ghost, walking in the void.

In just a moment, it crossed three hundred miles and landed directly above a large tribe.

He felt that the last power controlling the soil was emanating from here.

This tribe is much larger than the Zhushui tribe, with a population of nearly ten thousand. Tents of all sizes are dotted like mushrooms on the vast and flat ground. There is even a frozen river not far away.

Without absolutely strong strength, it would be difficult to occupy such a good place.

The moment Lu Ming appeared here, the great master who guarded this tribe knew about it.

A strong sense of malice emanated from the stone statue in the center of the tribe. The runes around all the tribal warriors flickered slightly, and they became alert. They received instructions from the Great Lord that a powerful enemy had arrived.

"You dare to harass my team, right? Today, no one in your tribe will survive. I will leave you alone!"

Lu Ming looked down at him with a sinister smile on his face.

A bright moon appeared behind him. In an instant, cracks appeared on the moon, and then it turned into nine silver knives. Under the control of his thoughts, the nine knives danced like snakes.

"Swish swish."

Each of these knives was imbued with a mature thought that had survived numerous rounds of battle. These thoughts not only contained all of his memories, personality, and knowledge, but because each one had survived numerous rounds of battle, they were even more cruel and cunning.

These knives are like intelligent aircraft, sometimes flying along an "S" route, sometimes turning and flipping, making it impossible to tell where they will go next.

However, every time a flying knife passed by a tribesman, a red line would appear on that tribesman's body, and then his life would be taken away.

(End of this chapter)