While running, he transmitted the voice: "Run! Daping, this thing is higher than the demigod cultivation, and it can't be fought hard~"

Ping An took two steps back, turned around and headed north, and flew with the third master. The two of them ran no more than a mile, and this distance was between breaths for both of them.

"Boom" There was an explosion in the direction of Jiuquan Mountain, and Ping'an and Sanye swooped forward, both lying on the ground. The two of them used their spiritual power, and the ground under them turned rapidly, but they completely sank into the earth for a moment.

At this point, the only thing they have to do is save their lives.

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Huo Wuwu ran forward, looking back from time to time, and the red light from Jiuquan Mountain dyed the sun red. Everything turned blood red, and it was broad daylight~!!

"Boom" There was an explosion in the direction of Jiuquan Mountain. How can you describe this voice? After all, it is more than ten miles away, and its head is still wrapped in cloth, so it doesn't sound particularly loud.

But that kind of heart-wrenching shock, which can't hear anything but roaring, is terrifying, and makes people wonder what it is.

Looking from afar, it sinks to half of the Jiuquan Mountain, the huge Jiuquan Mountain.

Like a pile of foam in the hands of a giant, it slammed upwards and threw it into the sky.

Within a radius of thousands of miles, all the people were like ants, shrouded in boulders and clods. The sun was obscured by the billowing sand, like a full moon stained with blood, hanging squarely in the sky.

Mr. Yun's dream has come true, except that it is daytime, and it is a day that looks like night.

The sky and the earth were dark, the mourning wind was gusting, and the heat wave was rolling. The earth and rocks that fell like a torrential rain kept hitting the body of Fire Carefree, and his calves were buried, and he couldn't walk, so he stood straight.

His thighs were buried, but he still stood straight, holding the flagpole tightly with both hands, saying that he couldn't say anything to let the Suzaku flag fall. Everyone knows in their hearts that as long as the Suzaku flag is there, there is hope.

After about a quarter of an hour, the earth and rocks buried him almost entirely. The Vermilion Bird Flag, which has been riddled with holes and turned into strips, still stands.

At this time, people seem so small that they seem to be able to do nothing but resign themselves to fate.

The aftermath of the roar gradually stopped, and the cracking sound of "click~~" sounded. Maybe the cracking sound has been sounded a long time ago, but it was only muffled by the roar, and now I realize it!

The fire felt that the soil that had buried him had slipped a lot at once, and his spiritual power was shaken and he came out of the soil. In front of him, less than a meter away, the ground cracked.

The "click" sound is like popping beans, and it keeps ringing. The cracks in front of his feet continued to expand, and Huo Wuwu turned around and jumped onto the mound, and behind him, countless cracks crisscrossed the endless earth.

Originally, there were many people behind him, but now there were only a few people in twos and threes, and they were struggling to crawl out of the dirt. These people all had their mouths open, some had broken heads, some had broken legs......

Removing the cloth covering his head, he groaned and wailed, and ran forward a few steps: "Where have they gone?"

It's a little soft under his feet, there are people underground, and he stepped on people. He hurriedly took a step back and slowly inserted the Vermilion Bird Flag into the soft soil. Kneeling on the ground, digging the soil with both hands, and after a few strokes, I saw a hand.

Immediately grabbed, "Can you hear me?" he asked. The hand grabbed his hand tightly, and with a pull, most of his body arched out. It was a middle-aged man in a cloth shirt: "My whole family is here, help me dig it." ”

dragged out the middle-aged man, and then went to dig the soil. The man looked around

, shed tears, put his nose together, picked up a quick flaky stone from the ground and handed it over, crying and saying, "You can use this quickly." ”

The fire took it, and the man picked up another plank. The two of them dug the soil together, and after a while, three people were dug out of the soft soil, and after the middle-aged woman was rescued, she took a look at it and asked urgently: "Where is the eldest of my family?"

A young man who was about the same age as Huo Wuwu stood up and looked around, pointed at the crack, and shouted heartbreakingly: "Mother, do you see ~~ where will the eldest brother be?"

The whole family even stood up on fire, and the cracks in the ground had expanded to more than ten meters, like a river.

There was a viscous scarlet fire slurry in the cracks, and clumps of bloody floating corpses floated on it, slowly flowing south...... Is that human? No, it's disgusting. Huo Wuwu's legs were weak, and he knelt down and vomited "uh~~uh~~".

The middle-aged man punched him in the back, shouting like crazy: "Get up, save people, follow me to save people." ”

Huo Wuwu was beaten and fell to the ground, his face was full of sweat or tears, and he didn't know when it was full of tears. The middle-aged woman helped him up, choked up and said, "Child, you are the one who resisted the Vermilion Bird Banner, you can't fall, get up quickly." ”

The fire rose slowly but firmly, and looked around, the earth shattering into countless pieces. The cracks were full of fire slurry, I don't know if it was a person, and the lumps of flesh and blood were floating and flowing.

Bending down to pick up the stone chip, he crawled forward on the ground. Climb out five or six meters. Feeling that there was something wrong with the floating soil under his hands, he turned his head and shouted to the family: "There seems to be someone here, come and dig it." ”

After digging a few times, I dug out a man who was in a coma with blood all over his head. Huo Wuwu hurriedly poured some water and fed him "cough cough" cough lightly, this person woke up, looked around and cried bitterly.

The middle-aged man shouted not far away: "There are still people here, come here to dig." "Fire runs over in a few steps, digging the earth to save people.

The man with his head covered in blood, out of nowhere, found an iron basin, listened with his ears close to the ground, listened for a while, and began to dig like crazy, shouting in his mouth: "Save people, save people." ”

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The third master and Ping'an were lying in the soil, very sober. After calming down, the two came out. Although shocked, he was calm.

I don't know how many sheep died, and the rest were lying on their stomachs and shivering. And the person is too miserable, Ping An wants to save it, and as soon as she moves, she thinks of fire worry-free.

Turning his head to the third master, he said, "I'll go and see Worry-free, Mubai." ”

The third master immediately said, "I'll go too." ”

The situation of the merchants, the third master is not worried, the cultivation here this time is good. This shocking change is indeed terrifying, but for them, it is not enough to survive.

The crack more than ten meters wide was not a problem for the two of them at all. Ping An rushed to the edge of the crack in one step, "Be careful" the third master shouted urgently.

A large slurry splattered from the cracks, and it shot straight for Ping'an. Ping An rolled on the ground very quickly, and the fire slurry seemed to be alive, and it chased after him around the corner.

The third master picked up the two sheep: "Next." Ping An stretched out his hand to catch it, and waved it again and again, blocking the fire slurry. The sheep was stained with fire slurry, and in an instant, the skin and flesh were open and the flesh was blurred, and the pain "bleated" and wailed.

Seeing that they can't live, why let them suffer more. Ping An slapped the dead sheep with both palms and threw it on the ground. More than a dozen scarlet fire slurries flew out of the crack and shot towards Ping An again.

Ping An was near the sheep at this time, and reached out to pick up two sheep to block the fire slurry. After blocking the extremely fast shrinking body, he went directly into the flock.

The fire slurry kept splashing, and all the ways were shot at her. Ping An dodged left and right in the flock, and in a moment, hundreds of sheep were stained with fire slurry and wailed.

The third master's mind turned sharply, what was going on? Why did he attack Ping'an, why didn't he attack him. What's wrong with him, can the fire pulp tell who is the unicorn blood, who is the woman, and who is young?

Then why didn't you attack just now? Ping'an threw out another sheep to block the fire slurry.

"Da Ping" the third master shouted: "Is it because of your unicorn blood?"

Ping An thought to himself: No, the unicorn blood summons the fire pulp? What is the reason for this, and he thought about it for a while. The block is a little slower, and the speed of the fire is also slower when she is slow.

Ping An picked up the sheep to block the fire slurry, and the speed of the fire slurry increased again. What the hell is going on? Does it have something to do with my speed?

Ping An slid violently on the ground, and directly drilled under the stomachs of several sheep, and did not move. Looking sideways, the attacked fire slurry flew halfway and fell directly and burned several sheep.

Embarrassed, he got up and looked at the third master peacefully: "Could it be an attack on spiritual power?"

"Can't it!" The third master turned his head to look at the fire slurry in the ground crack: "It can still see spiritual power?"

Ping'an and the third master glanced at each other and said in unison, "Try it?"

The third master tried to urge the spiritual power to open the space bracelet, of course, the spiritual power used was extremely small. Sure enough, a fire slurry shot over and went straight to the third master.

The third master rolled on the spot, and the fire slurry followed the corner and chased after him. Ping An threw out the sheep he was carrying in his hand to block the fire pulp, "Baa~" The sheep wailed a few times and was burned to death by the fire pulp.

The third master stood up and shrugged, and spread his hands at him peacefully.

Looking around, the earth was shattered into pieces, and there was no one near them, or someone had died. Separated by two or three plots of land, the people over there wailed and helped each other to save each other.

The third master lit a cigarette and took a few puffs. Ping An carried the two sheep and tried to get close to the crack, going back and forth several times to be fine.

Throwing down the sheep and walking back to the third master, Ping An said affirmatively: "It is indeed an attack on spiritual power." Turning his head and rushing north, the urgency in his eyes was obvious to everyone.

The third master spat out his cigarette and said: "It's useless to be anxious, not only can you not save you if you go out rashly, but you also have to be put on the hook, and I don't know if your unicorn armor can block this thing?"

Ping An retracted his gaze and said, "Why don't I try?"

The third master hurriedly stretched out his hand to grab her: "Don't, don't." You can't joke with your life if you say anything. Don't worry, let me think about it, old man. ”

Ping An picked up a live sheep, and threw it out with two circles of "whoosh", and when the sheep flew through the crack, the fire slurry rushed out and rolled the live sheep down instantly.

"Holy. The third master said a foul word, took two puffs of cigarette, and steadied his thoughts: "Da Ping! How do I feel that we are all trapped by this thing? Why didn't it just kill it?"

Ping An shook his head, and threw a dead sheep over, which was also swept into the mortar. Then, large stones, large planks, and wheels that had not yet had time to be set were thrown at the same time.

He brought a live sheep and carried a dead sheep, and tied it with a wooden plank and threw it over.

The fire slurry only attacks the sheep and the carcass, and ignores the rest. It can also be understood that the fire slurry only attacks flesh and blood.

Then, her eyes were fixed on the corpse of the sheep burned to death by the fire pulp. The sheep corpse is moving slowly, and it should be said that the fire slurry on the sheep corpse is pulling the sheep corpse into the cracks.

Looking at the mass of bloody corpses slowly flowing through the fire slurry, to be honest, she also wanted to vomit in disgust. Some are people, some are sheep, and some can't tell the difference between people and sheep at all.

But whether it is a person or a sheep, they all have one thing in common, that is, they all float to the south, in the direction of Jiuquan Mountain. What does that thing in the mountains want these corpses for? Obviously, this is its food.

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