Heavenly Dao Helps Cultivators?

Heavenly Dao and cultivators should be the opposite of two extremes, this Heavenly Dao brain watt?

Xiao Chen watched this scene with a confused face.

Cultivators are all people who go against the sky, they are all people who steal the luck of heaven and earth, and to put it bluntly, they are people who snatch food from the mouth of the heavenly dao.

As a Heavenly Dao, if you haven't been by a cultivator a few times, you will be embarrassed to greet others when you go out.

Heavenly Dao helps cultivators, it's like a robber in your house, and you, the master, not only don't call the police, but also take the initiative to help the robber.

In this case, there is only one possibility, and that is the appearance of another robber, threatening the existence of both.

Xiao Chen watched all this quietly.

The help of the Heavenly Dao was already in place, and the chain of rules had been wrapped around every living being, which made the strength of all living beings skyrocket.

Xiao Chen really didn't understand what kind of existence they were fighting against.

Compared with the strength, even if he was at the peak of his reign, it was estimated that it would be difficult to bargain in the face of such a lineup.

"Are they going to fight against the Emperor?"

Xiao Chen shook his head again, denying his thoughts.

Which emperor is full of food and support, and he has nothing to do, and he comes to trouble these people.

And it's really the emperor who is looking for trouble, and the Heavenly Dao won't help!

Heavenly Dao estimates that when he sees two parties fighting to the death, how can he help each other.

……

Just when Xiao Chen was guessing, the picture in front of Xiao Chen's eyes changed suddenly, and the old man standing on the highest mountain suddenly moved.

The old man's whole body was full of green tendons, and the green tendons were wrapped around the old man's body like earthworms.

The old man's withered hand was raised high, and with all his strength, he slammed it the drum in front of him.

Xiao Chen's didn't hear the drums, and there was a silent picture in front of him.

But Xiao Chen could still feel the battle intent emanating from that big drum.

As the old man's hand fell, a white tiger with a monstrous killing aura suddenly jumped high and slammed straight into the air.

The powerful force directly shattered the void, and countless large black cracks appeared on the path that the white tiger passed.

The body of the white tiger expanded and grew at an extremely rapid rate, and in the end, it was not too much to describe it as covering the sky and the sun.

The body of the white tiger slammed into the empty sky.

Xiao Chen keenly noticed that the body of the white tiger paused, as if there was an invisible barrier in the sky.

The white tiger's huge body continued to crash into the air, getting smaller and smaller until it completely disappeared.

With the disappearance of the white tiger's figure, the clear sky quickly became gloomy, and the sky was extremely low by dark clouds, which made people extremely depressed.

Suddenly, a fist-sized rainbow of light fell from the sky and landed heavily on the ground.

Xiao Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, divine blood.

The multicolored divine blood fell on the earth, and the sky collapsed in an instant, and the earth was smashed apart by this small drop of divine blood.

Could it be that such a powerful white tiger was injured at this moment? What the hell is it, with such strong strength?

As the first drop of multicolored divine blood fell, more divine blood appeared in the sky.

A rain of colorful blood fell from the gloomy sky.

Blood rained down on the earth, mountain peaks began to collapse, and bottomless cracks appeared in the earth.

Looking at the rain of colorful blood, the old man opened his mouth wide, as if he was wailing sadly, and his cloudy eyes were full of tears.

The old man's hand slammed down again, and the drum shook violently, and the battle spirit of the heavens inspired all living beings.

Countless creatures leaped high and crashed into the sky.

The old man beat the war drums and cheered for the creatures.

Colorful divine blood, pitch-black demon blood, golden holy blood, and various colors of divine blood fell from the sky.

A rain of brilliant and colorful divine blood fell from the sky, and the earth began to crumble when it was hit by a large amount of divine blood.

Huge cracks that ripped the earth apart and split into countless small pieces.

A huge black shadow fell from the sky, and it was the white tiger that rushed into the sky first.

At this time, the white tiger was covered in blood all over its body, its vitality collapsed, and a huge penetrating wound appeared in its heart.

Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, the white tiger's heart was actually plucked out by something.

The white tiger's huge body smashed down on a shattered earth, splashing monstrous dust.

The land broke away from the main body, and with the corpse of the white tiger, floated into the void.

The old man looked at the corpse of the white tiger floating away, and began to cry, and he beat the big drum in front of him like crazy.

But he didn't seem to be able to change anything, and as the white tiger's corpse fell, it was like a signal was sent in the sky.

The corpses of more creatures fell from the endless sky and slammed into the ground.

An extremely tragic picture appeared in front of Xiao Chen's eyes.

The fall of a creature of this level will cause the heavens and the earth to shake, and the wind and clouds will change color, and now there is such a large number of falls.

Xiao Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, wanting to see what these creatures were fighting with on the outside.

But the gloomy sky blocked the view, and there was no picture of the battle in sight.

As the corpses in the sky kept falling, the old man beat the drum faster and faster.

The fierce battle spirit reached its peak, but Xiao Chen felt a deep despair.

It was a despair from the heart, despair without a glimmer of light.

"Bang!"

A voice suddenly appeared in Xiao Chen's ears, this was Xiao Chen's first hearing in this silent picture.

Xiao Chen looked for the sound and found that the big drum in front of the old man had actually been beaten and a big hole appeared.

The old man leaned on the drum in despair, looking at the big hole with despair, his eyes full of despair.

The corpses of living beings still kept falling in the sky, and the old man suddenly straightened up and roared wildly at the sky.

The old man's withered hand thrust into his scalp.

The old man used all his strength to divide his scalp to the sides.

Great pain enveloped the old man, but the old man looked at the hole in the drum with a resolute look.

In the blink of an eye, a complete human skin was shed from the old man's body, and the old man actually peeled off his own skin.

The texture of the scarlet muscles was unusually glaring, and blood was dripping constantly.

The old man trembled, held his skin, and slapped it the drum, and the big hole was covered.

The skinless old man grinned, his hands smashed down frantically, and the fierce battle spirit was stimulated again, and it was extremely tragic.

Blood stained the drum red, and the blood of the gods smashed the earth, but under this terrifying picture, there was a bottomless despair.

Xiao Chen frowned and stared at the sky tightly, the blue flames in his eyes kept jumping.

But this is not what happened in reality, even Xiao Chen, he couldn't see the picture covered by dark clouds.

(End of chapter)