On that day, the blood-colored clouds surging in the sky really looked like red waves hanging upside down in the sky, surging wave after wave, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, and the lightning in the depths of the clouds flickered faintly, vigorous as a dragon and like a restless huge silver snake, shuttling in the sea of blood, from time to time to poke out its head to look down at the world, revealing its hideous fangs.

The sea of blood churned, the waves were turbulent, approaching the last bit of gap, and the waves rolled thousands of feet, smoothing out the remaining halo gaps little by little. Under the dark clouds, the huge immortal city looks like a dead city, the former prosperity is long gone, and everywhere is deserted.

At this point, everyone can see that something is not quite right, ordinary people can go, and those who can't go are either weak or ambitious, and want to see what will happen here.

Life is like this, when I was young, I always had dreams, I always had ambitions to look at the world, looking forward to the day when I would stand on the top of the mountain, and then I was a little tired and proud to say that life is nothing more than that. However, dreams are dreams, except for the pride of the sky when the time and place are right and the luck is at the head, most people are destined to be just ants.

A teenager with lofty ambitions, who has worked hard for half his life, will suddenly find out or have an epiphany at a certain time, and it turns out that he ...... There was an invisible wall in front of him, and he couldn't climb over it no matter what. He looked around, he racked his brain, he tried all the ways, and then he found that all he was left in this world was this narrow layer.

He couldn't go up, and there was a door on the wall, but it had been locked by the people behind the wall.

So people who have cultivated halfway through their cultivation have no way to advance or retreat, and there is no way forward, and it is even more miserable to retreat, because you have tasted the sweetness and benefits brought by cultivation, how can you be willing to return to the humble and poor world of mortals? Countless people are like desperate ants, trapped there, working as cattle and horses for others, and there is nothing they can do.

The Xiuzhen world is so harsh, so powerful and orderly, no one can challenge this kind of rule. Unless you are a genius against the sky, the pride of the sky, but if you are really this kind of peerless person, over the wall, in the long history of the past, everyone who turned over will turn around and lock the incomparably heavy door again.

The boy who slayed the dragon turned into an evil dragon, and more people actually didn't have the ability or the courage to break through the shackles, until they suddenly saw a change in the sky, and it seemed that the heavens and the earth had changed color, maybe they would destroy the world, or maybe they would just break the shackles.

The possibility is actually so faint, but there are people who look forward to it, so they do not hesitate to risk staying in this changing city, waiting for the end to come.

They are like lowly rats and despicable killers, cursing the people on the mountain with gritted teeth, looking forward to the destruction of the world and changing their lives against the sky.

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I don't know when it started, most of the True Immortal Alliance monks returned to Tianlong Mountain, and they didn't want to go down the mountain to the Immortal City anymore. The blood waves were rolling in the sky, and the fairy city was also a gloomy mist, many people were gone, and those who were left behind were under the dim sea of blood, and for some reason, they gradually began to become more and more like beasts.

But even on Tianlong Mountain, the atmosphere has become increasingly tense, and several major forces are occupying their own territory and facing each other, but when they are gradually approaching the complete submersion of the sea of blood in the sky, the situation on Tianlong Mountain has undergone subtle changes.

The Floating Cloud Division still stood strongly and held the largest territory, but several other forces, to be exact, the forces of several other Transformation God True Monarchs, began to gradually merge and join forces.

The people of Dazaiin were able to go to the territory of the Heavenly Law Hall and take a walk, and the people of the Star Hall saw that the guards of the Great Zaiin Temple would go over and say hello with a smile, and the checkpoint of the Heavenly Law Hall was removed from the people of the Dazaiin and the Star Hall.

Everyone giggled and mixed together like the best brothers.

This is true of his subordinates, and of course so is their leaders, and this cannot happen without the acquiescence of their superiors.

This situation was quickly reported to the Fuyun Division, and when the blood warbler opened the note handed over to him, he found that half of the place on it was stained red with blood, which was shocking.

The blood warbler silently opened the note and read it first, then touched the bloodstain with her fingers and glanced to the side. The old horse stood not far from her, his brow furrowed.

"Losses?" asked the Blood Warbler softly.

Lao Ma nodded and said, "This note was sent over, and three people died on the road, all of which were threads that we had buried for a long time." ”

Line and shadow are both common names in the Floating Cloud Division, and they represent the same meaning. A trace of gloom flashed across the blood warbler's face, and then she took a deep breath, cheered up, her face turned cold, and said, "Are these people planning to ignore it? ”

The old horse glanced at the woman sitting on it out of the corner of his eye, and there was a slight difference in his eyes, and he felt a little strange in his heart. Now that the situation has obviously gradually become clear, what is coming is a raging storm, but how could this Fuyun Division Hall Master, who is accustomed to seeing big scenes, still have a feeling of disbelief in this kind of fight?

The Blood Warbler was silent for a while, then stood up and said to the old horse, "Even if they tore their faces first, we have to respond." As she spoke, she walked over and handed Lao Ma a piece of paper with a few names written on it, and said, "These are the people they have planted with us, you can take someone to get rid of them." ”

The old horse's body shook slightly, and then he nodded in agreement, but when his gaze swept over the blank paper, the expression on his face changed a little, and after a while, he looked up at the blood warbler in amazement.

The Blood Warbler smiled a little tiredly and said, "What, didn't you expect that?"

Lao Ma was silent for a while, and said, "No wonder you would hand over such a confidential matter to me." These people ...... These spies can climb to such a high position!"

Blood Ying said lightly: "There are a few people above, in fact, they are not traitors from the beginning, they are the heroes of the Floating Cloud Division, and they followed me to follow Lord Tianlan Zhenjun, and they have struggled for many years to establish the foundation of the Floating Cloud Division." ”

The old horse looked up at her, the blood warbler smiled, and walked away with his hands, only the voice came slowly, and said: "It's this kind of story every time, and people are dissatisfied." There are always people who feel that their merits are too great, there are always people who want to be dissatisfied, there are always people who can share hardships and hardships, and those who are pulled over by others. ”

The old horse suddenly had an impulse, and couldn't help but ask, "Does the old man Zhenjun know this?"

The Blood Warbler turned her head, looked at him with a strange expression, and said:

"Then who do you think gave me this list?"

The old horse suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and he couldn't say anything.