"No!"

The ghost let out a roar of pain. His body was not restricted, but his power was sealed.

The God of Wind used his whole life to seal him into a realm, and he couldn't break free!

At least I can't break free in a short time!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

With the death of the God of Wind, the wind in this world also began to become wild.

crazy!

"Roar——" Everyone clearly heard that the wind in this world was roaring.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The sound of the wind turned into countless words of "kill". At this moment, all the winds went crazy, and countless wind elves became frantic, like lost children who could not find their home. They were wailing, roaring, and screaming desperately.

There are also wind elves rushing up to the sky. Even if there is the suppression of heaven, the energy of each wind is desperate to hit the heaven.

Trying their best to piece together the bones, flesh and blood of the God of Wind between heaven and earth bit by bit, they still want to desperately get back into the God of Wind's body.

But... the God of Wind has died, how can he return?

——

At this moment, the world seemed to be silent.

From ancient times to the present, a truly powerful god has fallen.

Wind God!

The wind is crying.

The winds all over the world are mourning, as if mourning the God of Wind.

But the next moment, those wind energy seemed to be ignited with anger and went crazy. The winds all over the world turned into sharp knives, cutting everything and sweeping through the rivers and lakes.

The protector's expression changed drastically.

Even the Emperor and Emperor Yan frowned.

"It's going to be unbalanced..." The Emperor said in a low voice: "The death of the Wind God has made Feng Dao go crazy. He is madly attacking the other ten thousand ways. The rivers, lakes, seas, and mountains of the earth are all being invaded by Feng Dao."

"If Dao is a child, the gods of wind are their parents. Now that their parents are dead, how can they not be angry?"

After saying that, Emperor Yan was stunned and said with a wry smile: "My flame world was also invaded, and some flames were blown out by the wind."

The expressions of Stinky Lung, Zhu Zhi, and Fei Du all changed drastically at this moment. They didn't even care about the Sword God and the Divine Path Fragments, and they used all their strength to block the wind path.

"Kill!" However, at this moment, Feng Dao seemed to be a human being, turning into wind elves and rushing towards the three of them: "It was you who forced him to death! It was you who forced him to death! Kill!"

The wind is raging.

Everything is becoming unbalanced little by little.

Chu Yan was also extremely shocked at this moment.

Although he is not like the Emperor Yanhuang who has transformed into Tao, he can still faintly feel the changes in the heaven through the Taoist world.

He once couldn't figure out how the power of one force could unbalance ten thousand paths...

But now, he understands something!

The winds in the heavens also became violent, sweeping through the rivers and lakes. The entire heaven became violent storms, and the boundless sea was stirred up by layers of waves, and the tsunami swallowed the earth.

In the mountains and forests, thousands of years old pines were uprooted by the strong wind, and then they were blown to the nearby city empire, breaking down the walls of the city empire.

In just a short moment, the world seemed to be in ruins.

There are ruins of broken walls everywhere.

And this... is just a destructive force.

——

"Stop!" Several guardians roared. Fei Du turned around and shouted at the Emperor and Yanhuang: "Are you crazy? Do you really want to continue to indulge? If all the ways are unbalanced, you will also die!"

The Emperor and Yanhuang sighed: "If this is his last complaint, we will bear it."

"Damn it!" the guardian yelled angrily, but there was nothing he could do.

Although Feng Dao is an outsider, it is no longer a small path, and they alone cannot suppress it.

But at this moment.

"Alas!" With a sigh, the bodies of the wind gods, piled up by the wind elves with only flesh and blood left, actually moved, stretched out their hands, and touched the wind elves next to them.

Whoosh!

The wind suddenly stopped.

"Feng, don't be like this. Although this world is cruel, there are still too many beautiful sides in this world. There are many innocent people. Remember, the pain now is just to set off the beauty in the future. Stop it."

The God of Wind is actually resurrected.

"No, I'm just sad."

But just this sad thought made the wind stop.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!" The Wind Elf cried again, and the Wind God Cannian smiled palely and said: "I really have to leave this time... Promise me, I don't want to become a sinner in this world after falling. Although I have

The world is full of hate, but there is still a little bit of good in it.”

"Woo!" The wind elves were beating one after another, but everyone seemed to understand...

The wind spirit is nodding.

"If you are willing, turn into the spring breeze blowing in the willows and bring warmth to the world. If you are not willing, then leave and wait for the next four seasons and the next spring to bloom." The God of Wind smiled, and then there was

The breeze blows, really sending those residual thoughts away and disappearing without a trace.

"Woooooo!" The Wind Elf was still crying, but no longer so crazy, dragging the remains of the Wind God away.

From now on, there will be no more God of Wind in the world!

From now on, there will be no spring breeze in the world!

"The wind... has stopped." Suddenly, someone whispered and stretched out his hand, only to find that it was gone.

"The wind is gone. There is no wind in the world."

Yes, the whole world seems to be still at this moment, the catkins are no longer fluttering, and the fallen leaves are no longer rustling.

The wind path followed the wind god and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Of course, everyone also understood that the wind did not really disappear, it just stopped temporarily.

After all, those wind elves did not turn into the spring breeze as the Wind God said they would, but chose to wait for the next four seasons.

——

When the wind stops, the world is also affected.

Without the wind, the clouds will no longer move. Crops and fishermen in the mortal world have been greatly affected. Even the most basic waves are gone.

But many defenders breathed a long sigh of relief.

Although it is not a good thing for the wind channel to disappear, it is always better than continuing to rage and destroy the world.

After all, for practitioners, even if there is no wind, it will not unbalance all the ways and destroy the world.

Just mortals may not survive.

But in this cruel world, in an era where even the God-Emperor wants to survive, who can care about ordinary mortals?

——

Fengshen left, leaving silently.

He could have destroyed the world and been the last straw to crush it, but he did not give up after all. Just like the words he said, even though he has been in the quagmire, he is still willing to think about the world.

There will be a touch of tenderness.

No matter when, the final ending will definitely be happy. If not, it proves that it is not the end yet.

"Send the wind god!"

Suddenly, the God of Thunder shouted loudly, and countless powerful heretics surrendered and knelt down with tears in their eyes.

"Send the wind god!"

"Send the wind god!"

"Alas!" In the distance, the Emperor and Emperor Yan also sighed, with complicated eyes: "Have a good trip."

Fengshen is really too ancient.

I think back to those days when the wind and power of Nine Thousand Miles was rising.
To be continued...