The remnants of the sun were like blood, the earthquake trembled, and the tiny stones kept jumping under the dense drumbeat.

On the extremely northern grassland, the beast tide is a commonplace thing, if it is a condescending distant view, it will give people a sense of majesty and magnificence, but if there are hundreds of fresh lives in front of this wild cattle herd, then it has nothing to do with the magnificent waves.

Tens of thousands of bison roared in unison, tragic and mournful, swallowing the eight wildernesses, and the sound shook the world. Countless hapless herders rushed into the canyon with the neighing of bison.

Dongluo didn't know why he jumped off without even thinking about it when he saw this kind of scene, although his current physique was already at the peak of the marrow cutting realm, but it only stopped there, if he collided with these tens of thousands of bison with a rainbow, no matter how strong his physique was, he would be smashed into a puddle of flesh, and this behavior was really no different from suicide.

As soon as Dongluo gritted his teeth, he rushed towards the herd of bison.

Along the way, I met more than 100 young herdsmen who ran fast as if they were looking at him like fools, all of them had already rushed into the canyon, and some fools would choose to run back, some of them were cold and thin young herdsmen had already climbed towards the cliffs, but the mountain walls were steep, and they did not climb high.

Dongluo also didn't care whether the herdsmen under the cow's hooves could hear his voice, he shouted to let those young herdsmen run to the canyon first, Dongluo took the lead in picking up a child, and picked up a teenager nearby, his legs were bent, like a feather arrow from the string to the cliff, several ups and downs fell on the top of the mountain, put down the child, jumped down the canyon again, and wrapped two children, rabbits and falcons, white clothes fluttering, sent them to the top of the mountain, Dongluo breathlessly, so back and forth more than ten times, and finally before the cattle will catch up with the herdsmen, more than 30 children who have not yet entered the canyon were safely transferred to the mountain。

The tide of beasts is getting deeper and deeper, and the herdsmen can no longer take care of their sheep and horse tents, and desperately retreat to the canyon.

It was not a wise move to retreat into the canyon at this time, the bison washed over, which meant that they would have no way to avoid it, but there was no way, it was their only way out, they had to go. Dongluo ignored the few young herdsmen who pretended to stay, if you don't want to run, then you just wait for death!

In order to save time, he did not send them to the top of the mountain as he had sent children before, but put all those who were slow into the canyon.

After everyone entered the canyon, Dongluo stood alone at the mouth of the canyon, looking at the black line flowing like a tide under the sunset, grinning, and comforting himself: "Lao Tzu will hold on for a while, for a short while, and if you can't hold on, you will retreat." ”

The hooves of the cows roared like spring thunder, the sand and gravel on the cliffs shook off, the smoke and dust were everywhere, and some young herdsmen who did not climb high were also shaken off.

The ground shook violently, and the herdsmen were so frightened that their legs weakened, but when they saw the unfamiliar back standing at the mouth of the canyon, the back of the other people who were running for their lives, but he chose to go backwards, they rarely had some peace of mind, but this peace of mind was quickly crushed by the roar of the herd.

No one can stop it

Living in the tide of beasts is the consensus of herdsmen who have lived on this grassland for thousands of years.

The ground in the canyon was already potholes, and countless rocks had fallen, making it more and more difficult to walk, and some herdsmen with weak steps fell to the ground, and struggled to get up and run backwards.

Dongluo stood at the mouth of the canyon, facing the mighty and surging herd of bison, stepping out with his right foot, the soles of his feet sinking into the ground for several inches.

The winter fall is magnificent, the "Yi Jin Jing" runs wildly, and the muscles and bones of the whole body crackle, like thunder, with thunder to stop the thunder, and the crazy qi is covered all over the body in an instant.

He was here to delay the herdsmen behind him, so that they could safely find a place to hide and survive the tide alive.

When the red-eyed mad cattle rushing from the grassland were only a few steps away from him, it was like hitting an invisible copper wall, and the bodies of the cattle rushing in front of them were slightly stunned, as if there were signs of stopping, but before their empty front hooves landed, the black pressed cattle behind them had already rushed up, resisting the force with force, layer by layer, directly squeezing the cattle at the head of the first row of tides, and blood splattered! But even so, the dense black pressure of the cattle still did not stop the posture of rushing forward.

Tide after tide, wave after wave, black and oppressive cattle like a raging flood, frantically surging towards the mouth of this relatively narrow canyon.

As the winter fell, the invisible copper wall crumbled under the unstoppable tide, and the exploding flesh and blood bodies were trampled into puddles of flesh and mud under the increasingly scorching and furious hooves, and the blood was viscous and blurry, shocking.

The horns of the adult bull are thick and long, and the back of the shoulder is as high as a tumor, and any one of them can make people tremble, and there is no shortage of scenes of lions and wolves being overturned by the horns of adult bison on the grassland, not to mention this torrent of cattle that can destroy the mountain? In the cramped space where there is no way to hide in the canyon, it is like a narrow road to meet, and there is no other way but to rush forward with a sworn oath.

Now it is the season of spring, the grass and trees are wanton, the cattle have been unable to resist the noise in their hearts, running wild on the grassland, and now after being artificially blocked, the noise is directly transformed into fierce blood, and the completely lifeless rush to the canyon and rush to the winter.

The body of the marrow cutting realm is not enough to see under the desperate collision of tens of thousands of menacing bison, Dongluo's body has become bloody under the shock of the huge impact of the collision, there are bison, but more of it is his own, and two long ravines have been pulled out under his feet.

As if unable to withstand the violent turmoil, the blood flowing through his meridians frantically overflowed from his pores and drenched the ground beneath his feet.

Dongluo looked back, there are still many herdsmen running in the canyon, they don't know that in that place of abundant water and grass to meet the cattle on a narrow road, and they don't know how long they have been running, now after a little respite in this canyon, many herdsmen are like being filled with lead under their feet, and it is difficult to lift their feet, let alone run.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Dongluo, and the breath of heart between the martial artists suddenly fell,

The breath of the whole person suddenly became sluggish.

He gritted his teeth, turned over his back, and when he landed, he used his aura to pull the rocks on both sides and smash into the herd to block it slightly, but this move could only solve the urgent need, and it still couldn't change the embarrassment of a drop in the bucket.

After pulling a little distance, Dongluo once again forcibly lifted the breath of the martial arts, and Zhenshan Yue came out of his hand and directly turned into a white jade high wall, separating the cattle and herdsmen on both sides of the wall.

Dongluo put his hands against the wall, his head drooped, sweat mixed with blood dripping down in large pieces, feeling the shock from the other side of the wall, his arms trembled slightly, and cracks appeared in his skin and flesh, like a fine piece of porcelain quietly shattered under the burden.

Dongluo muttered: "Just hold on for a while, for a while, if you can't hold on, you will withdraw." ”

Now it seems that there is a town and a mountain block, which is very effective, but Dongluo knows that in the face of such a torrent, it is better to block than to sparse, and he is now choosing a hard block, all this has just begun, when the forward momentum contained in the torrent completely rebounds and erupts, that is the real suffering.

If he reaches the innate realm and has the ability to change the heavens and the earth, he is expected to break the rock wall and block the canyon, but he is still far from the congenital now, and now he is still in the acquired five realms that are not much stronger than mortals.

The flesh and blood of his arms were blurred, and he couldn't move, Dongluo could only turn his back against the wall, and the blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth one after another, and the feeling of broken porcelain had spread all over his bones, flesh, and viscera.

The impact on the high wall behind him did not diminish in the slightest, and now he was like a small fish hiding under a stone slab in a mountain stream, and there were gods constantly beating on the stone slabs, and he was almost stunned a few times.

The herdsmen were still in his sight, and Dongluo, who was speechless and couldn't change his breath, said secretly in his heart: "Just hold on for a while, for a while, and if you can't hold on, you will withdraw." ”

Being able to block a step is a step, and being able to hold for a while is a while.

Now he could only barely cheer up, and used his aura to pull a few boulders from the cliff wall to fight with him against the white jade wall that was constantly gliding, but when those stones came into contact with the white jade wall, they suddenly exploded under the huge resonance force from the other side, and it didn't work at all.

A few herdsmen who knew that they could not escape began to turn around and run towards him, wanting to support the wall of life with him.

Dongluo opened his blurred eyes and roared, "Don't come here, run, run as fast as you can." ”

The herdsmen stopped and looked at Dongluo deeply, as if they wanted to remember this bloody figure. The herdsmen kowtowed to the winter and then turned back and ran deeper into the canyon.

Seeing that no one was coming, Dongluo exhaled lightly, this anti-shock force could even shatter the mountain rocks, and even his physique, which was at the peak of the mortal realm, could be shaken and cracked, not to mention these herdsmen who didn't even know what cultivation was, and they could only be sent to death in vain.

Dongluo leaned against the white jade wall with his back, and kept muttering, Lao Tzu

It's not that I'm afraid of death, I just don't want to die here, Lao Tzu only lasts for a while, just for a short while, he can't bear Lao Tzu and withdraws, and Lao Tzu is unwilling to die here.

In the more and more turbulent collision, Dongluo's heart was shocked, only to feel extremely aggrieved, his anger soared, his eyes were red, the lotus mark at the center of his eyebrows, a red light masterpiece that had bloomed, and two that had not yet bloomed were also emitting a faint blue and white light.

Dongluo's eyes were closed, and there were words in his mouth, at first he wanted to save people with the selfish intention of wanting to make the good karma that the old monk said, and also wanted to clear the karma account above his head, but now he no longer has this idea.

There is a great creation between life and death, the ears cannot be heard, the eyes cannot be seen, and the place of death is reborn, and there is no pros and cons to weigh life and death. At this time, he seemed to have entered an unknowable realm.

Dongluo was pushed by the waves to slide through the canyon, and he didn't know how long he held on, but when he felt the waves behind him getting smaller and smaller, until he was gone, Dongluo staggered to the ground, and his bones and flesh were nearly torn apart.

The mountain collapsed, and there were still a few injured bison in the canyon who never left.

Carried it down.

Dongluo grinned.

I don't know if the herdsmen ran out of the canyon?

I promised to myself that I would just hold on for a while, just for a short while, but before I knew it, the winter fell and it had lasted for a long time.

As Dongluo struggled to get up, a killing machine that penetrated deep into his bone marrow suddenly locked on him.

Dongluo only felt that the dead soul was rising, at this time, his old power had just gone, and the new force had not yet been born, so that killing machine was too good at picking the time!

Dongluo knew that most of this killing machine came from the Immortal Heaven killers, and the one or several Immortal Heaven killers who had been hiding in the shadows for an unknown amount of time finally appeared when he fell.

Dongluo's only thought now is to escape, put away the town mountain, and don't care about the pain, Dongluo quickly ran out of the canyon.

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "Extinction" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~