Spirit of the Mountain

Chapter 349: The light in the sky became more and more intense. There is a passage through which a figure passes through the clouds and mist above, which is Haha's escape trajectory. Below, there are two almost identical figures rushing towards the dense forest and behind the boulders. On the ground, the wasps had already found a place to hide, leaving only a solitary and bewildered wasp. Except for the wind and clouds, the quiet broken flowers, broken trees, and gurgling water, it was clean and calm, as if there had never been a battle here. The fiery battlefield one second, and the return to nature the next. Under the huge contrast, only the brainless wasps were frozen. But the wasps didn't stay idle for long. Without humans, there are still the same kind. As long as they are living creatures, no matter what they are, their bloodthirsty desire and killing instinct will drive them to destruction. Destroy human beings, destroy similar species, and finally, when everything is wiped out, maybe kill yourself. These blackened and brainless wasps on the ground will not think about this complicated problem, and they have no way to think about it. A few seconds of stagnation has exhausted all their patience. There are living things around, even the same kind. The compound eyes with murderous intent began to show a fierce light, and the body that could not restrain itself wanted to continue to be soaked in blood and collide. Just before these wasps are ready to kill each other. In the sky, the source of the light, the queen bee that was stagnant in the air, had a circular ripple visible to the naked eye under the mist on its head. From small to large, the shock wave swept everything along the way, from small circular ripples to huge waves. It washed away everything in the sky, swallowed up all obstacles, and hit the ground unstoppably with a destructive posture. , blew down big trees, rolled up boulders, blew away green grass, and kicked up dust. After being mixed with all kinds of debris, the invisible wind turned into a qualitative "wave", and began to sweep everything with a surging surge, centered on the location of the queen bee in the sky. The huge wave formed by the first round of shock wave came and "welded" Zhang Cheng, who was buried deep in the ground with only a small part of the boulder left on top, like an industrial fan turning on its maximum horsepower. A mosquito under the wind, a bird swept by a strong wind of magnitude 15, and a small screw on the wall during a wind tunnel test. He was hiding closest to the core of the explosion and was the first to feel the huge power of the explosive shock wave. Unable to open his eyes and hear anything other than the whistling, Zhang Cheng, who had long since blown away the tent covering his lower body and transformed into a "flying bird" man, was fully enjoying the all-round massage of the super powerful hurricane. Beating with or without dead ends. The boulder held tightly between his arms began to crumble. There were gravels carried away by the wind and kept hitting Zhang Cheng's head and face. Even his lower body was swaying in the wind, and the "little bird" twisting in the wind was "attacked" several times. It doesn't hurt. no feelings. But it’s shameful, okay? I don’t want to be a “Birdman” mmp, why aren’t there any clothes or pants that can’t be torn apart? If you have any, please give me a link. I’ll give you double praise, even though I know that no one should be embarrassed by my appearance now. Able to see, but in just one day, he did "Birdman" twice in a row. Although one time it was "sliding" and the other time it was "flying", the successive naked revelations still made Zhang Cheng, a boy who had never even touched a girl's hand, feel extremely ashamed. What's going on with the two consecutive explosions? Are all wild monsters cheating now? Where are my cheats? Answer me quickly and send me a pair of pants. Saiyans wear them. That kind of thing. In the super strong wind, Zhang Cheng, who was constantly complaining, could not continue to chatter for long. The light that was only dazzling before but still existed after the first shock wave suddenly exploded. Filling the world, even Zhang Cheng, who was hiding on the ground and behind the boulder, closed his eyes tightly and buried his head deep in the groove of the rock, his field of vision was still pure white. Under the white light, the second wave A more violent shock wave came. Unable to notice everything going on in the outside world, Zhang Cheng just knew that he needed to hold on to the rock tightly to prevent his body from being blown away. Among the other five senses, Zhang Cheng couldn't feel anything except his numb body, roaring eardrums, and stinging nasal cavity. Even the arms and fingers, in this theme of a hurricane sweeping the world, have temporarily abandoned Zhang Cheng as their master: they have lost their connection with the brain. Maybe it's eternity, maybe it's an instant. Anyway, Zhang Cheng felt that when the rock in front of him was about to be ground into powder and eroded clean by the strong wind. The wind finally subsided. Mobilizing the spiritual power that had slowed down in his body and concentrating some of it on his head, Zhang Cheng slowly began to regain his five senses. There were a lot of dust particles in the air, which were brought by the hurricane formed by the shock wave sweeping over the ground. His ears were still cold and stinging, but in the howling wind, Zhang Cheng could already hear some debris being swept and blown past his ears. There was an abnormal sound; in the closed mouth, the lips had been brutally "opened" by the strong wind. The numb teeth found consciousness with the help of spiritual power, but they also felt raw pain in the gums. In the mouth, the tongue is full of tiny particles and a strange taste. Zhang Cheng, who didn't dare to open his mouth yet, couldn't spit out these strange things right away, so he had to resist and wait for the wind to stop, while complaining in his mind as he tasted all kinds of strange and weird flavors on the tip of his tongue. Then the obstructions were cleared and the arms and palms returned to touch with the help of spiritual power. Soreness, coldness, numbness, and things attached to his arms were Zhang Cheng's first feelings after taking over his arms and palms again. Don't break it, I will use "it" to save my brothers, blast monsters, hug beautiful women, masturbate to airplanes, and enjoy the happy life that has just begun. If this thing breaks, there is no place to repair it, and the manufacturer will definitely not care about the warranty. Zhang Cheng, who couldn't move and his whole body was shivering under the conquest of the remaining strong wind, could only imagine and complain wildly in his mind. I don’t know what happened to my little brothers. Have you found a suitable place to hide? How many idiot wasps were blown away? They should be gone, but what about the brothers and uncles? Are they seriously injured? Can they be treated? Can those who were blown away be retrieved? Can they save lives and be saved? Is the spiritual spring in which I have placed great hope been damaged? Is it still usable? Will it stop flowing, or become smaller? Have the two masters been scratched like myself, and have some messy and weird thoughts? , popped up crazily in Zhang Cheng’s mind while he was waiting for the wind to stop and he could move again.