Then he pointed his finger, and a fine drizzle began to fall from the mixed dark clouds.
Yun Feizhuo patted Xie Yang's shoulder again: "Xiaofeng, come here, borrow some wind."
Xie Yang obediently waved his long sleeves, a breeze blew, and the range of the rain expanded.
Seeing this, Yun Feizhu nodded with satisfaction and also moved over to look at the painting in Yun Feimiao's hand.
In fact, he had seen it many times before, and the painting was already imprinted in his mind. But he still moved closer, his head almost touching Bei Ming Jue.
“It seems quite similar.”
"Big Brother thinks so too." Yun Feimiao was a little happy. "I think the outlines of the several peaks here roughly match, and the river also matches, but it's not as wide as in my dream."
Yun Feizhuo smiled and said, "Almost ten thousand years have passed. Some changes are normal."
"And I think the rivers here have been ruined by the Horned Demons."
In Yun Feimiao's paintings, although this world is also full of horned demons, one can still see some clear rivers and dense jungles on the mountains.
But now there is none of that, and all I can see are black horned demons.
They have occupied every inch of land and every drop of water in this world, and they also want to invade the territories of other worlds.
Yun Feimiao nodded: "Then let's follow the direction where the immortal raised his hand in the dream and try it out. This is a good opportunity to test the effects of different poisons along the way."
Jiang Qingruo quickly took out a pen and paper: "Yes, I think the effect of this poisonous rain has already appeared. Let me record it first."
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