“Woo…”

“Woo…”

I don’t know if it was the roar of the wind or the cry of ghosts, and the miserable and sharp sounds also came from all directions.

The whole world entered the evening from the daytime, gray and black, and could not see anything clearly. The biting cold was also their biggest accomplice. The weeds flew around, the shadows of the trees swayed, and the ice was blown to the bone.

At this time, Han Sanqian was still sitting there, his face as usual, with a jade light wrapped around his body, without moving or shaking, letting the wind outside his body roar and the black clouds pressed over him.

"Bao, bao!"

The wind is getting stronger and stronger.

The trees that were blown so thick that they were almost as thick as humans were pressing their waists wildly.

The cloud is getting lower.

Rivers in the distance, and even the world, are connected into a line.

"Wow!"

It was raining heavily, and suddenly it poured down, and the rain like peas fell wildly, smashing the entire jungle for a while and it kept making noises.

Da, da!

Han Sanqian had no rain all over his body. When he closed his eyes, he was raining but he was preventing the Buddha from forgetting this place. He took the initiative to avoid it and fell only by his side.

Within a few drops, a hole the size of a fist was poured out for each of the surrounding land.

After about dozens of minutes, the heavy rain still did not diminish and the strong wind was still not weak.

However, in the jungle that was already calm, there had been a silent but extremely huge change at this time.

The river has already filled the riverbed, rising between the rivers, rushing across the river bank and swallowing the jungle.

The jungle that was originally green was already meeting each other, and it had already become a vast ocean.

"Crazy, crazy!"

In Han Sanqian's ears, the water flowed like a beast. It was originally at least ten meters away from the river, but it was still difficult to stop the flood from rushing. It brought the rolling stones and the broken limbs of the tree, and arrived frantically.

However, strangely, Han Sanqian was still sitting there, surrounded by light.

Even though he was already surging around him, he was still as if he was sitting on the ground.

In fact, Han Sanqian was indeed sitting on the flat ground. Although apart from where he was sitting, there was already a torrent of rushing around him, the place where he was sitting was still stable as if nothing had happened.

The water depth was at least one meter, and the place where he sat was standing like a pillar. Facing the crazy impact of the water, let alone being washed down, even a tiny bit of fine sand had not moved at all. This cannot be said to be unmagnificent.

Gradually, the rain stopped.

The dark clouds dissipated, the sun shone again, the scorching sun burned the earth, and the temperature began to rise wildly.

This time, several more hours passed.

It was already a flood of waves in the sky, but under the scorching sun, the water flow disappeared and the flood gradually receded, leaving only the chaos in the area.

Bang, bang!

The earth is drying up, not only the torrent on the surface dissipates, but even its own body is cracked and opened up in the drying, revealing a deep dumb mouth.

If it was flooded before, then here, the water here has been drought for thousands of years and no rain. The lush plants began to wither and die. Within a radius of fifty miles centered on Han Sanqian, it had become a desert.

However, Han Sanqian was still sitting there, and there was still a grassy field under his butt. Although the tide receded, the soil under him had already stood there with a pillar of support.

But it is always the only "interstate" here with green."

"Wow!"

Suddenly, a few dry grasses began to burn because of the scorching sun above their heads, and because of the extreme high temperature at this time.

The fire came very quickly, and in a blink of an eye, the grass was swallowed up by a fire and a raging fire was generated.

The fire spread, from the grass cushion to the dead trees beside it, and then to the broken branches on the ground. For a moment, the fire became bigger and bigger...

Just a moment later, there was already a sky full of fire around, and the earth was completely swallowed by the fire.

Han Sanqian was still sitting there, letting the fire around him roar like a devil, swallowing people and biting his soul. He closed his eyes lightly and calmly.

To guard against Buddha, everything around him has nothing to do with him.

It's strange that even though the fire was completely consumed, he never dared to approach Han Sanqian at all, so he had to roar next to him incompetently.
Chapter completed!