Lu Xingzhou gathered all the mortal tribes to the Nanshan Xuan Palace, it would not be a whim, and the time was urgent, so he found them and asked them to help. I guess something big should have happened.

The yellow clouds, which were still far away in the sky, came to the front of them in an instant, and the waves went straight into the clouds, turning into rain and pouring down from the sky!

"Evacuate quickly!" Guan Tianhe decisively gave the order, the front of Kun was at the northern end of Moxi, so it was the slowest to evacuate. At this time, the wind swept the rain like countless whips, and swept fiercely towards the earth, and the smoke and dust flew up, and at first there was a slight smell of earth, but in an instant, it turned into rolling waves.

"No!" the wizard who harnessed the transport beast decisively activated the transport beast, and the transport beast swayed in the wind and flew south.

"The Great Elder is the Dog Rong Alliance, these wizards who pretend to be gods and ghosts, they have long been watching our Moxi, they secretly support the Blood Bat Tribe to oppose us, this time it is so blatant. Nangong Jiu led the Yunlei team to rush over.

Guan Tianhe looked at the roaring waves in the direction of the North Sea, roaring and rushing the tide. sighed: "This is a matter of time or time, the Dog Rong Alliance is very ambitious, Moxi no longer belongs to the Shang Emperor and Emperor, we can only fight alone, and we have to prevent Wudian and the Blood Shadow Killer from stabbing in the back, it's difficult." ”

Nangong Jiu looked at the rain turned into a huge wave, and flew down and splashed down in a daze.

"In the desert, no one can be our opponent, not the Martial Palace, he is a bird. ”

"Xiao Jiu, you're right, let's defend strategically first. You lead the witch cultivators of the water system to kill those demon beasts that control the flood, the ancestor of Kun Qian has already passed, and he must be brought back. Among the affiliated tribes, there are really not many ancestors who can take responsibility. ”

"Great Elder rest assured, as long as Kun Qian Ancestor still has a breath, he won't be able to die. After Nangong Jiu finished speaking, he waved his sword and led the battle cultivator to meet the monstrous flood.

"Yang Erlang, this is the red dust, in this, no matter how high the monk is, it is just a wave, the red dust is like water, the monk is like a wave, watching the drizzle fall with the flowers, sitting in the East China Sea and listening to the sound of the waves. It is a soul light logic thinking that does not enter the red dust, and a soul light logic that ridicules with the mentality of a bystander. The monk is angry, and the pestle is floating for thousands of miles, what kind of sin is there for all the spirits!"

Yang Erlang stood behind Guan Tianhe with his sword in his arms, letting the wind smash and smash at him. His robe was already soaked, and he didn't move or say a word, and the rain became heavier and heavier, and soon it was like a pouring down, and the rain in the air was like a big waterfall. A gust of wind blew, and the torrential rain like a waterfall was blown by the wind like smoke, fog, and dust.

He is feeling the red dust, feeling the knife technique in the red dust, the Xuanwang Eight Chops is the way of the Red Dust, everyone who practices the Xuanwang Eight Chops has different perceptions.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and a dark cloud rushed from the northern sky, mixed with lightning and thunder. The wind blew Guan Tianhe's black hair, and his robes hunted in the wind. Guan Tianhe waited again, waiting for Yang Erlang to become enlightened, and the battle cultivator behind him was also waiting, waiting for Guan Tianhe to issue an order.

Daoxing Jin Xian cautiously entrusted his eldest disciple Yang Erlang to him, and from then on, Yang Erlang, who was the peak cultivation of the Earth Immortal, has been following him, and now Yang Erlang is having an epiphany, it seems that he will have to wait for a while, the people in the red dust are like leeks, cut a stubble, and soon a stubble will grow.

Guan Tianhe looked helpless, you kid has been enlightened for a long time, or killing, there is nothing else in your heart? The killing in the red dust is just an episode, more ordinary, like a glass of boiled water, you can taste it slowly to appreciate the taste.

"Fellow Daoist, what you feel is all killing, your divine cultivation of the Three Immortal Mountains, transcendent and external, should be chic and dignified, and the wind is light. ”

"Whether it's the cultivation realm or the mortal spirit realm, it's all red dust, where there is red dust, there are living beings, and where there are living beings, there are killing, isn't it right? ”

"You should find a Taoist couple, if you want to become a killing person who only knows how to kill, the Taoist Golden Immortal senior will have to beat me flat and eat me. Guan Tianhe sighed.

The black clouds were getting thicker and thicker, and the raindrops the size of beans fell from the sky, and the sound of thunderclaps was deafening. Overwhelmingly slanted down from the sky, the corpse of a monk wearing a battle uniform in front of Kun remained in the floodwater, and a golden scale emerged from the water, opening its mouth to swallow the corpse. Guan Tianhe flicked his hand, and with a bang, the mixed vitality pierced the head of the golden scale.

Guan Tianhe's corpse was handed over to the battle cultivator beside him and put away: "All the tribes under the Great Zhou King, make every effort to rescue and reduce casualties, even if the corpse is found, it must be taken away." ”

"No!"

"Yang Erlang, you lead the remaining battle cultivators and search with all your might!"

"No!"

"Great Elder, what if you meet a tribe that doesn't return to the king?" Yang Erlang asked.

As soon as Guan Tianhe issued the order, he was obviously told what should be done, and the other team members looked at Yang Erlang strangely, as if they were fools. What the hell do you not understand such an obvious command?

"Everyone has the right to live and the right to choose, but everyone has to pay for their choices. Guan Tianhe said lightly.

"Is that saving other tribes?" Yang Erlang was still ignorant, except for cultivation, it could be said that everything else was blank.

Guan Tianhe felt a little headache, but there was no way, tens of thousands of years of cultivation without fighting the world, and now he suddenly stepped into the red dust, and it was the red dust of the troubled times, it was impossible to change it all at once.

At this time, Zi Xiaoqi led the Nanshan team, and Ye Chengfeng led the elder team and the Dharma Protector team to rush over. Guan Tianhe saw Bai Ming and Xu Zhiping at a glance, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"You two come here. ”

"Great Elder, have something to do with us?"

"That's not nonsense, see it, this Taoist friend of Sanxian Mountain, I don't know how to save people, you assist him, let him be familiar with the method of saving people, and he will be the captain of the firefighting team in the future." ”

"It's weird to learn this, too. Let's go, fellow Daodao, can we go?" The eyes of the two people were rolling around, and when they saw Guan Tianhe's strange smile, they knew that this errand was not easy to do.

"The Great Elder hasn't saved those who don't obey us?" Xu Zhiping and Bai Ming pulled him, and he was still asking.

"Dao friends, the brain is a good thing, you have to use it often, otherwise it will be wasted. It's not our people, so why should we save them? Our people can't be saved. Bai Ming explained as he walked.

"But those people are all people in the red dust, how can they take care of one or the other, and they can't ignore people's lives because of the estrangement of the tribe?"

"Okay, good, Daoyou, your sympathy is overflowing, isn't it, then you tell me, did we kill it? The solution to the problem depends on the root cause. ”

"How many people did I kill?"

"Looking for your master, isn't your master very powerful?"

"My master doesn't care about red dust. ”

"Fei Fei, isn't he a Hongchen mortal monk who has cultivated step by step? Our Mofu is a saint, and everyone can be saved. The demon beasts and the creatures in the red dust, there is not a peak of the demon god. ”

......

The group walked farther and farther, and Ye Chengfeng said with a smile: "Yang Erlang has to let these two bad boys be blinded." ”

"You have to learn everything slowly, let you teach, only one more wood, or wilted. ”

The sky was cloudy, the rain was pouring down, thunder was thundering, and lightning flashed in the sky. The wind was blowing vigorously, and the thousand-year-old trees were uprooted and drifted with the waves. The statue of heaven cracked through countless openings, and the torrential rain merged into a waterfall that poured all the way to the earth.

"The Inurong Alliance is really good at traveling clouds and rain, and it can combine the divine powers of water beasts to form such a big disaster. Even the Returning to the Ruins Realm cultivator didn't have such great destructive power. Ye Chengfeng said with emotion.

"The rain is not as good as the wind, and the wind is not as good as the earth. Let's go and meet the people of the Dog Rong Alliance, remember to kill the water beast as the first priority, and try to stop the spread of the flood. Complete our evacuation plan. ”

The group used the water avoidance trick and water escape to enter the flood, and specifically looked for demons to kill the above water beasts, and the speed of the flood began to slow down.

How could it be that Moxi is too big, these people are just a drop in the bucket, even if they add the monks of the three thousand three immortal mountains, they can only slightly stop the speed of the spread of the flood.

"Nangong Bu, you are a disaster to Moxi, and you are innocent!" Nangong Jiu was covered in blood, carrying the seriously injured Kunqian Ancestor on his back, and retreated while fighting with Nangong Bu. Nangong Bu is the genius of the Nagong family and the rebellion of the Nangong family, and he escaped into the dog Rong, for the sake of the trouble, the people of the Nangong family chased and killed him many times without success, but he didn't expect to meet.

"Hahaha, Nangong Jiu, we are close to the same line, now the Dog Rong Alliance is all out to compete with your bullshit Great Zhou King for Moxi, the leader of the Saint Xiang Alliance is a true immortal, there are no less than ten true immortals in the entire Dog Rong Alliance, and the witch saint is like a lackey, countless. The alliance leader has promised me to let me control the Nanshan Xuan Palace. Just after me, Moxi is already a member of the Dog Rong Alliance, and Guan Tianhe is about to finish. ”

"You shameless person, you still have the face to speak, you almost brought Nanshan into destruction, Nanshan Xuangong is gone, now there is only Mofu, we have grown from a decadent and cowardly Nanshan, and now your death time has come. ”

"Hmph! obsessed, you are a small Heavenly King Realm, you can persuade you to return to the Dog Rong Alliance, you don't stop, my death is coming, how I die has nothing to do with you, anyway, you can't see it, it's easier for me to kill you than to kill a chicken." ”

"Big leader, let me go, you go down, I'm an old man, I'm dead, I can't bother you, our people have died enough. Kun Qian Ancestor struggled to get off Nangong Jiu's body.

"I promised the Great Elder, I will definitely bring you out, don't talk nonsense, unless I die, or you must live. Nangong Jiu roared, and sent out the most perfect sword of the Xuanwang Eight Slashers, gorgeous, charming, weird, domineering and courageously moving forward. Nangong Jiu stepped forward, his body glowed with brilliant golden light, and the whole person began to blur, completely fused with the knife. Man and knife in one!

"Hahaha, it's really touching, you are already Guan Tianhe's loyal lackey anymore, and you have no value to me, die!" Nangong Bu unfolded his water splitting spur and slashed towards Nangong Jiu.

Although the sword intent sent out by Nangong Jiu was amazing, but apart from being surprised, he was not as good as that, after all, he was in the middle stage of the Earth Immortal, no matter how powerful Nangong Jiu's divine power was, the realm gap was too big, and he was not his opponent.

"What!" Nangong Bu suddenly felt that he was not good, very bad, death was so close to him.

An invisible force completely enveloped him, he didn't even have a chance to raise his hand, he seemed to have lost his cultivation, and the arm he had just raised hung down weakly.