Walking on the mountain.

Xiao Er watched as the seven Divine Powers were about to collide together, but he couldn't help but glance back at the brightly lit Sucheng City area in the haze.

Maybe after this war, he will never see this prosperous world that he is tired of and loves again.

Under the pressure of the seemingly earth-destroying force, Xiao Er had such pessimistic thoughts for the first time in his life.

Then he gently held Wen Lian's hand beside him, Wen Lian's eyes looked at the place where the seven supernatural monks were fighting without blinking, and he also clenched Xiao Er's hand with his backhand.

But at this time, he heard a male voice with a thick accent behind him.

"Oh my mother, why did I fight like this? If I was a step late, I would have finished the calf!"

An indescribable sense of comical arose in Xiao Er's heart, and when he looked back, he saw a short man with a dusty face throwing a glass cover into the air, and the cover grew in the wind, covering the entire Walking Horse Mountain, including him.

Just as the cover was set, seven blazing lights in the air suddenly collided into a dazzling white light, filling this side of the world in the blink of an eye.

Without any sound, this piece of white filled Xiao Er's entire field of vision, as if he wanted to swallow everything in this world.

A moment later.

Heaven and earth repeat clarity.

The white light dissipated, revealing Lin Guanfu and a group of Huan Tuan Bureau monks who were watching the battle in the other direction in the distance, these people were dressed in tattered clothes and covered in blood, and what was even more terrifying was that their eyes were dull and unfocused, and their whole bodies were motionless.

Like a few weather-beaten rotten trees, standing desolate in a pile of ashes.

And just outside the scope of this cover, there was a circle on the earth, which was already a vast black ash, clean and terrifying.

What mountains, rivers and trees, what grass, trees, mud and stones, not to mention the pavilion walls, cement roads, houses and houses, all turned to ashes.

"Alas, sin!"

The short man took a deep look at the scorched earth of purgatory around him and sighed deeply.

He cast his spell in time to protect most of the Zouma Mountain, but the aftermath of the horrific battle was bigger than the place where he had sheltered.

It was within this ring area, in the blink of an eye, whether it was vegetation or buildings, that a mountain road, along with two of its trucks, four innocent passers-by, and more than a thousand birds and beasts, had all become part of the vast ash of the earth.

It is conceivable that if this man had not arrived, Su Cheng would not have been able to say that he would not have gone to the mountains at this time.

With a sigh, he turned his head back to look at the center of the catastrophe.

Miaowen, Miaowu, Bian Minghang, Yi Mingzhang, and Luo Jifeng were hanging in the air, each with injuries, and their faces were very ugly.

Fang Mingzhao's face was also pale, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he still stood proudly.

"You have done a great slaughter, will you not be afraid of retribution in the future, and it will be difficult to ascend to the realm?" Fang Zhao smiled coldly, the wicked person sued first, and asked a righteous monk.

"Sin. "Miaowen Miaowu recited the Buddha's name,.

"......" Luo Jifeng, Yi Mingzhang, and Bian Minghang didn't say a word.

Although Taoists do not taboo killing, all those who cultivate the Tao respect cause and effect and fear retribution.

Today's supernatural monks have a heart-wrenching thought, thousands of lives have been in vain, but they know that tomorrow's catastrophe is coming, and their own family is not in the midst of the catastrophe? A cultivator must not fail to cultivate his mind, and this obstacle is an inextricable knot on the path in the future.

Even if someone has entered the path of demons, he can dye his hands with blood and ask himself to be worthy of his heart, but the way of heaven is numerous, cause and effect are repaid, and there will be retribution in the coming day, and cultivation can not respect heaven and earth and not fear retribution, but only can not be afraid of sentient beings.

Uncle Master, is this the case that your old man wants to see how I handle such a situation? I'm afraid that the disciple will disappoint you.

Bian Minghang glanced at Fang Mingzhao deeply and said: "How to do it in the future is not theoretical, today's things are caused by the donor, and the donor needs to make a decision." ”

The power of this blow is already like this, if the fight continues, the lives will only be destroyed in an instant, Bian Minghang has been punished since he was a child, and he is kind-hearted, but he does not want to fight anymore.

It turns out that the cause and effect that the teacher said, should it be here?

The two monks of Miaowen and Miaowu looked in the direction of Lushan, and then looked back at the prosperous city where Fang had restored order from the panic, and chanted the Buddha in a low voice, and their faces could not see the joy and sorrow.

These sects want to use this seat to temper their disciples, and this seat will destroy you one by one, but we want to see who can laugh at the end of this game of chess.

"Tell me, how do you want to break it?" Fang Mingzhao looked at the group of monks and sneered, "In the future, when your sects see my Yuanyuan Demon Domain disciples, they will all shout to their seniors to retreat, and this seat is commensurate with your fellow Daoists, what do you think?"

Fang Mingzhao provoked the world's sects, originally for the sake of prestige, and when it came to this, he made up his mind, and he was even more unscrupulous.

"Stubborn demon!" how could Luo Jifeng be so humiliated, and said coldly.

A group of supernatural monks, with different thoughts and actions, Xiao Er looked at it in his eyes and thought thoughtfully.

The word supernatural power originated from Sanskrit, and when the co-governance of yin and yang established the general realm division, with its literal meaning of "being able to travel to heaven and earth and have a mastered mind", the second realm after the practitioner's "seeing heaven and earth" was defined as "supernatural power".

In this way, the Taoist gate "transforms into the realm of gods", the Buddhism "cultivates the realm of wisdom", and the so-called "realm of gods" of demon cultivation are all classified into the realm of "supernatural powers".

On the surface, in the realm of supernatural powers, the martial arts of all the monks are only between the two and the middle, but the Tao is different, and after all, the path is different.

Now in the sky above Sucheng Zouma Mountain, eight supernatural monks from the three sects gathered, each hiding a sharp edge.

In terms of strength and weakness, it seems that the Divine Realm has joined forces to barely defeat Fang Mingzhao, who is also in the Divine Realm, but he asked in his heart, among the Divine Cultivators with different origins, who can "wander the heavens and the earth", and who can really "have a good mind", I am afraid that only they know.

At this time, the short man put away the shroud magic weapon and flew to the field, with a bitter face: "Old Tie, it's okay, you really have to demolish Sucheng before you stop?"

"Who are you?" Fang Mingzhao turned his gaze.

"My name is Du Tumu, and I am Lao Zhang's deputy. This person looked at Fang Mingzhao, looked up and down, and finally locked his gaze on the Yin and Yang Reversal Box, "My boss was put in that small box by you, right?

"He is in this box, you are not afraid of death, even if you come to save it. Fang Mingming held the yin and yang box in his hand.

Fang Mingzhao is not a short-witted person, he already knows the methods of all the divine power monks here, but he has never seen this Du Tumu's methods, he believes that he is invincible in the same realm, so he has the heart to try him.

"Okay. Du Tumu nodded, immediately flew to the front, took out a green bamboo branch, and gently pointed at the box in Fang Mingzhao's hand.

Fang Mingzhao saw that the bamboo branch was pointed, and the mana was mediocre, so he carried out Mira's change, and his body became illusory, and the bamboo branch passed through his figure and fell into the void.

"It's kind of interesting. Du Tumu grinned and turned back to fly where he was.

Fang Mingzhao's face turned blue in an instant, and he looked down at the cuffs of the hand he was holding the yin and yang box.

A clear green bamboo leaf fell on it.

And Du Tumu returned to the original place, but he shook the bamboo branch in his hand, and there was a crisp sound, and a jade ring appeared out of thin air, and then the jade ring changed abruptly, and in the white mang, the bloodless Zhang longbow appeared in the local area.

The five supernatural monks looked at it together.

This Du Tumu didn't know what method he used, and silently broke whether there was any change in Mira, and also rescued Zhang Longbow in the box.

Fang Mingzhao pondered the changes in Fang Cai's mana, deduced several times in ten moments, and then looked at Du Tumu coldly: "It turned out to be the means of the South China Sea Sect's withered bamboo lineage, admire." ”

Fang Mingzhao suppressed the six great supernatural powers with a demonic force, and this battle can be said to be a powerful world, at this time, the word admiration came out of his mouth, and even Bian Minghang and Yi Mingzhang's face changed when he looked at Du Tumu: They have been practicing in Sucheng for a long time, and they have dealt with the Environmental Investigation Bureau a lot, but why haven't they heard of this deputy director?

"Why bother revealing my old bottom," Du Tumu smiled bitterly, "I just saw that your box was the second qi box that was lost many years ago in the South China Sea Derived Pine Line, but I didn't tell you in public." ”

The five veins of the South China Sea faction, the two veins of raw pine and withered bamboo are all good refiners, and it turns out that this Du Tumu and the yin and yang box are still tied out of the same door.

Du Tumu turned his head to look at Zhang Changgong again: "Boss, are you okay?"

"It's not a big problem. Zhang Changgong didn't know whether he was used to this unhurried tone or forced to be calm, although his mana was refined in the box to the point that it was close to running out, he still said with a slow smile.

Fang Mingzhao laughed, without warning, raised his hand and a skeleton gall hit Du Tumu: "Since that's the case, how about we get closer and closer?"

"Emma, how can I beat you?"

Du Tumu screamed, pulled his longbow and turned into a cloud of green smoke, and rushed behind the two monks, and this reaction made everyone fall through their glasses.

The two monks of Miaowen and Miaowu all took action to stop the skeleton, but Yi Mingzhang and Bian Minghang saw the opportunity, but the Lei Zhan Fire Flag was sacrificed again.

"Here you go again? haha, six are killing, seven are the same killing, all for this seat! Come on!"

Arrogant!

Fang Mingzhao chuckled, the yin and yang box was suspended on the top, and the three golden jade skeletons swirled around, and a monstrous demonic aura unfolded again.

The seven gods of the human race knew that this was the real battle of life and death, and their faces were all solemn, and they were all waiting for it.

The hearts of the spectators, including Xiao Er, also rose again.

But just when Fang Mingzhao's power had just begun-

Suddenly, a piece of moonlight flew in the sky, knocking the clouds in the air away, and then the clear light reflected half of the night sky, and the brilliant starlight was able to compete with the arrogant Fang Mingming.

With the breeze swaying, a thin woman in white floated slowly on a Qingyun, with an indescribable tiredness in her ethereal eyes.

"Since Mr. Fang has the momentum of one against seven, I don't know what to do with me?"

At the same time, not far away, in a dilapidated house that is about to be demolished.

Nan Qiang, who was admiring the powerless struggle posture of Ming Xiaoying and Hou Zhi, suddenly raised her head.

"Well, this old party really got away with it. ”

Nan Qiang, who was dressed in a small Lolita dress, curled up her delicate body, like a little porcelain doll in a fairy tale.

She stretched her waist and stomped her feet angrily, and Ming Xiaochun and Hou Zhi fainted together.

Nan Qiang gently stretched out her jade-like wrist and looked at a small jade bowl mark on it, which was the mark representing her natal magic weapon, the begging treasure jade bowl.

The mark was originally shining and bright, but it gradually dimmed because it was included in the Yin and Yang Reversal Box by Fang Mingzhao.

She borrowed the treasure and Shu Aotian, in addition to the complicity, the other party Mingzhao had a little calculation, and Fang Mingzhao passed on the Yin and Yang reversal box and the method of entering the box to avoid robbery to Shu Aotian, which was the reverse plot against her.

At this time, her natal magic weapon was in Fang Mingzhao's hands, but she could no longer stay out of it.

"Fang Mingzhao, Fang Mingzhao, it's a pity that you have a magical power, and you still haven't been able to comprehend the intention of the master after all, it seems that in these hundreds of years, even I have to accompany you to succumb to the senior brother. ”

Nan Qiang sighed, stretched her waist again, her bumpy figure stood upright, and her whole temperament changed suddenly, as if she had instantly turned from a delicate and lovely Lori into a shrewd and capable royal sister.

"Alas...... If you're lucky, my sister never picked up the toys she accidentally lost and continued to play. Nan Qiang looked at the unconscious two and smiled coldly, and disappeared on the spot.

Ming Xiaochun didn't know that although she escaped for the time being, she also lost a great opportunity.

With Nan Qiang leaving, this already crumbling and dangerous house collapsed, burying Ming Xiaoying and Hou Zhi in it.