early morning

There was a cloud in the sky, but not a dead gray cloud, but a rain cloud with a rich water vapor.

This should have been an ordinary sight, but in this world of fasting and the end of the law, it is a miracle.

Li Guohuai is eating breakfast at the moment, a basket of cabbage vegetarian buns, plus a bowl of porridge made of spiritual rice, which makes him feel very motivated.

There is a good saying, when you are young, you have a good appetite, and you can eat well!

He has been a county magistrate in Liangshan County for a year and a half, and only three months ago did he get the grace of his master and give up the throne of the county magistrate to another unlucky junior brother.

Speaking of which, the more unlucky people are Wu Jun, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi and Tao Yao, because in the past year and a half, Liangshan County has at least been able to sweep the autumn breeze and fight tooth sacrifices from Guobei County, after all, there is a road to ward off evil spirits.

But the four people of Wu County were thrown into the desert like loaches and dried salted fish.

Four months ago, the forbidden law galloping road to Qingzhou and Jizhou was completed, but the four of them did not replace it until three days ago, and as soon as they came back, they went into the Sword Valley and made up for the cultivation that had fallen.

It's a pity that it's too late, in terms of strength, he Li Guohuai is the well-deserved first chief.

After eating breakfast leisurely, Li Guohuai whistled, and the sword flew into the sky, he still has a task of spreading clouds and rain today, but he doesn't dare to be sloppy, after all, this rain cloud took nine days to get out of the master, and if he dares to let a trace of raindrops fall outside the boundary, he will most likely be beaten.

However, with his current strength of the fivefold sword intent, the possibility of making a mistake is hundreds of times greater than the possibility of not making a mistake.

"Whew!"

In the clouds, Li Guohuai unfolded the sword intent of the reckless dragon snake.

That's right, his sword intent has advanced, as the nine core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect, his luck is not bad, he got a stone tablet left by an unknown master in the Mahayana period in Liangshan County, and after a year of idleness, he finally realized something, and after returning to the Sword Valley for two months of retreat and practice, he comprehended this new grass dragon snake sword intent.

This was completely detached from the mountain and river sword intent of the master master, not only allowing his Meaning Pulse Sword Pill to directly break through the fifth level, but also giving him several more magical powers.

In a sense, he was already the first of the nine core disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect whose strength was about to break through the Jindan level.

Ha ha!

A long roar, like thunder, the sword intent unfolded, rolling the rain clouds, like a dragon flying, so unhappy!

Bang la la, bla bla bla!

The light rain is dripping, well, it's not that it can't be bigger, but it must not be wasted.

This is the first rain in Guobei County in 300 years.

When the rain fell and moisturized things silently, all the mortals in Guobei County who were still panting rushed out of the house, knelt on the ground and kowtowed, bursting into tears.

Li Guohuai in the clouds was very proud, and he vaguely noticed that the dragon he accidentally released with his sword seemed to be bigger.

At the same time, Zhang Yang also stood on the head of the city to watch this performance.

That's right, it's just a show, and if it can really be done with a rain in the end of the era, then the Ash Cemetery should be renamed Charcoal Barbecue Restaurant.

The rain he made was to tidy up people's hearts and create happiness, after all, when they are happy, they have hope for the future, they are healthy, and they are full of food and drink, so that they will have the urge to reproduce.

It's a fertility rate!

As for Li Guohuai, it is the new dragon god he launched.

Today it is going to rain in Guobei County, tomorrow it will be Liangshan County, and then Qingzhou, Jizhou, Beipo, Wagang, six places will come in turn.

And not only will it rain, but there will also be the sun, the moon, and the stars.

Of course, for the time being, having the sun is enough, but in the Ashes Cemetery, where the ancient laws of death are shrouded, it is no less difficult to get a star than Zhang Yang's Crossing Tribulation Ascension, so it has to be a show.

"Jiang Rong, are you ready?"

Seeing that a light rain had fallen for about ten minutes, and the rain clouds had thinned, Zhang Yang asked.

"Back to the Master, the disciple is ready. ”

Jiang Rong, who was standing behind Zhang Yang, replied simply, there is one point, Li Guohuai guessed wrong, although Wu Jun, Jiang Rong, Zhao Baiyi, and Tao Yao were stranded outside for a year and a half, it does not mean that they have no gains, after all, these four places all have exercises left by the masters of the Mahayana period thousands of years ago, even if there are still three or five percent left, it is enough for them to cultivate.

Therefore, Jiang Rong also had an adventure, and now he has comprehended the sword intent of the scorching sun, and at the same time, with the scorching sun of the Xuan-level sword technique, the effect is very good, and it is just used for performance.

At this time, the rain clouds in the sky dissipated, and Jiang Rong had already quickly flown his sword to a height of 10,000 meters, and the sword intent exploded, and the light was shining in an instant, through the thin clouds, it was really similar to the sun's rays.

Now, the mortals on the ground are even more excited, the sky is pitiful, the ancestors have passed it down, it turns out that this is the sun.

It was bright and shining, like gold, and there was something unhappy, depressed, and worried.

Unfortunately, after ten minutes, the clouds covered again and the sunlight disappeared, but it was enough.

Guo Beixian's performance was over, and the next performance was going to Liangshan County, Zhang Yang didn't follow anymore, his eyes looked at the lifeless clouds in the sky, and finally made a decision.

For this day, he had accumulated his aura for five months and had retreated for five months.

Now, he has arranged everything and is about to carry out his plan of 2,000 acres of spiritual fields.

If you can return smoothly, it may not have any impact on the ending.

If you can't make a smooth return, then this is the end.

Exhaled deeply, this breath quickly turned into a white mist, and this mist turned into a sword weapon with purple light in a blink of an eye, it was that sword master-level imperial sword, and only this level of imperial sword could lead Zhang Yang to break through that layer of death clouds!

That's also called Cloud Robbery!

The clouds of calamity that will appear in the Great Tribulation.

The clouds of the Mahayana Tribulation.

This thing is attached to this world, hanging at an altitude of 100,000 meters, quietly, watching this world slowly die.

"Hurry!"

The word in Zhang Yang's mouth is like a star and electricity.

The next moment, a purple rainbow rose from the ground and went straight up to the nine heavens!

The sword master-level imperial sword, as soon as it is shot, it is earth-shattering, too fast, the Xuanpin imperial sword can travel 50,000 miles a day, but this sword master-level imperial sword, I am afraid that it can travel 500,000 miles a day.

In an instant, Zhang Yang controlled the sword and crashed into the clouds, and was immediately rebounded by the clouds.

The terrifying clouds are like countless mountains, frantically squeezing down, and this kind of power alone is enough to make ordinary Xuanpin Imperial Sword directly shatter, and the sword will destroy people.

But the mouth controlled by Zhang Yang is a sword master-level imperial sword, and Zhang Yang himself is not an ordinary Yuanying-level immortal cultivator, he is reborn with spirit + sword qi.

It is one with the sword master-level imperial sword, and at this moment, the human sword is one, and even under great pressure, it can still penetrate at an extremely fast speed.

But that's not the killer trick for the show.

His killer weapon, which is the preparation he has made in the past five months, is to compress twelve times and change the day.

Using the particularity of his body, he compressed the sword qi to twelve times, degrading his overall strength to the level of the golden pill, and then concealed the clouds.

"Boom!"

A purple qi broke through the nine-hundred-mile tribulation cloud and broke free.

Zhang Yang looked back, where was the calamity cloud, and even the world of Liaozhai had become a star, if it weren't for the main body of the village building order as a mark, he was afraid that he would be lost immediately.

For the heavens are all similar stars.

This is the Ashes Cemetery, the end of the heavens, and the end of the garbage collection of all worlds.