The raging flash flood, like the ancient beast, unscrupulously devoured countless creatures on both sides of the Luanshui River.

The flash flood swept like a tsunami, which washed away countless houses in an instant, the fertile fields on both sides of the Luanshui River, and the lotus ponds were all submerged by the blasting flood, and the heart-rending cries came and went, and the land was full of mourning.

......

A few "plops" sounded, and near the mud and straw hut that had just been washed away by the flash flood, a middle-aged man knocked down several roof beams from a pile of rubble, and these roof beams that were lying horizontally on the water happened to be stuck between two large trees.

After the middle-aged man fixed these roof beams together with hemp rope, he tied them together with the two big trees.

After the middle-aged man made sure that the beams were firmly tied, he put a boy about six or seven years old who was holding him tightly behind his back on the raft.

The middle-aged man then turned his head and smiled at the boy, and said, "Ye'er, hold these pieces of wood tightly." Your mother's hydrophilia is a little worse, and your father is going to find your mother's relatives back. ”

After the middle-aged man said this, he immediately turned around and prepared to leave.

The moment he turned around, he hesitated for a moment, then turned around and picked up a piece of hemp rope that had grown out of the water, tied one of the boy's hands to a big tree, and then jumped into the surging torrent with peace of mind.

At the same time as the middle-aged man jumped into the torrent, the moonlit night floating on the water not far away shouted hoarsely in a difficult voice: "Daddy......"

......

After a helpless moan, the boy on the raft stared at the distant back of the middle-aged man, tears had already burst out of his eyes, and he cried out sadly: "Daddy......"

The middle-aged man seemed to be deaf to the sad voice behind him, and he swam forward violently, but saw that the figure was getting smaller and smaller.

The middle-aged man swam into an undercurrent, and his tired body was instantly sucked into it.

In the distance, the boy on the raft witnessed all this, and his sad cry resounded in the sky for a while, and his tear-filled eyes stared at the place where the middle-aged man disappeared, and cried out heartbreakingly: "Daddy......"

......

For a long time, I didn't see the middle-aged man surface.

The heart of the moonlit night was like a knife, and tears rolled down, and her lips trembled and muttered: "Daddy......"

The red sun is indiscrete, and the twilight is indifferent.

The raging flood peak, swept away by the remnants and debris, rushed to the east.

Witnessing the most painful place in his heart, once again ruthlessly staged, the defense line in the heart of the moonlit night suddenly collapsed, and his heart was like ashes in an instant, he was already loveless, and the long sword in his hand suddenly fell against his neck.

......

"Brother Night, wake up quickly......"

At the critical moment, the bird's extraordinary rapid speech suddenly came into the ears of the moonlit night, and then the elbow of the right hand holding the sword in the moonlit night suddenly numb.

With a clang, the sword fell to the ground.

The moonlit night also woke up immediately, and the Hong Feng illusion that appeared in front of Shi Cai's eyes suddenly disappeared without a trace.

......

Meng Zhize was still sleeping quietly in front of the moonlit night, the birds were flying around the moonlit night, and a pair of golden wings were beating very quickly.

Seeing that the moonlit night woke up from the illusion, the little bird breathed a long sigh of relief, stopped on the shoulder of the moonlit night, shook the cute bird's head, and said, "It's so dangerous......"

At a glance, the moonlit night saw his saber falling diagonally on the grass, and when he recalled everything in the illusion of the right talent, his heart suddenly understood.

"Thank you for your life-saving grace. ”

Yueye immediately turned his head sideways, looking at the extraordinary person standing on his shoulder, the gratitude on his face was self-evident, but he couldn't help but spit out these words in his mouth.

Extraordinary and comically nodded its bird head, which was considered to be a return to the moonlit night, but a pair of keen bird eyes looked around with extreme vigilance, and said to himself in his mouth: "Such a powerful spiritual spell, even I, an ancient divine beast, almost fell into the path of this spell." ”

On the Demon Continent, spiritual treasures gather, there are thousands of strange things, and human beings are the heads of primates.

In addition to human beings, there are countless other primate species, and under the innate spirituality, these primate species can also break through the bottleneck after experiencing the Dharma after experiencing spiritual enlightenment, and transform human behavior into the power of destroying the world and destroying the world.

On the Demon Continent, in addition to humans, other primate species can be roughly divided into:

The ancient divine beast is at the top of the list, and it is called a masterpiece.

The mythical beast is called the best.

The spirit animal is called a fine product.

After that, the monster beast called it a good product.

The beast at the bottom of the order is called mortal.

Except for the almost negligible spirituality of mortal products, the other grades of species are born with a certain degree of spirituality.

After they have experienced the hard work and enlightenment of the day after tomorrow, or they have an adventure to eat spiritual objects by mistake, or they have the guidance of a master to make great progress in their cultivation, they will have the opportunity to be promoted to the next level.

Although the ancient divine beast's comprehension ability was far inferior to that of humans, its cultivation talent was several times superior to that of humans.

After undergoing a spiritual transformation and one's own comprehension ability, the chance of being reborn as an adult is the greatest compared to that of other primate species.

Born as an extraordinary ancient divine beast, although it has not been able to cultivate into a human form, its innate creation has given it the ability to resist the coercion and deterrence of the human spiritual level.

It was precisely for this reason that the extraordinary could easily pass through the forbidden coercion released by the gold-level earth warrior Sima Mao.

"Psychic magic?"

The moonlit night stared at the extraordinary on his shoulder suspiciously, and said lightly.

Bufan's eyes widened, he glanced at the moonlit night, a trace of disdain flashed in the bird's eyes, and said lightly: "To be precise, this is a high-level technique that is extremely difficult to cultivate. ”

Speaking of this, the extraordinary gaze suddenly stopped in the dark place in the northwest corner, and the person who said to himself in the bird's beak said: "The magician who can cultivate this spiritual spell is at least at the advanced level......

"High-level high-level magician?"

The moonlit night couldn't believe his ears, he looked at the extraordinary for a while, and looked into the shadows in the distance for a while, and said word by word in his mouth.

Bufan nodded calmly, and then said, "Maybe it's above the advanced level." ”

"What? Still above the advanced level?" "The eyes of the moonlit night stared at the boss without blinking, and a pair of dead fish eyes bulged round.

Suddenly, he continued to say to himself: "It's even higher than a high-level high-level magician, isn't that a top-level magician? In the entire Demon Continent, there are only a handful of people whose magic level has broken through the top level, and those top masters are all god-like existences on the Demon Continent. ”

Speaking of this, the feet that were frozen on the moonlit night suddenly softened, and they almost fell to the ground.

After calming down for a moment, the moonlit night came to his senses a little, and he hurriedly touched his mouth to Bufan's side, and whispered, "It's over...... Why don't you hurry up and transform into a body and take us away?"

"I'm afraid it's too late. ”

Bufan was still staring at the darkness, shook his head suddenly, and sighed helplessly.

"The old decay has never missed the cultivation of this heavenly illusion, and now I can't help this little yellow bird......

In an instant, on a moonlit night, he felt a strong wind, and an old man in black was already standing silently in front of him, but the old man in black didn't even look at him, and his eyes fell on the little bird on the shoulder of the moonlit night from beginning to end.

Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Illusion of Heaven (End)