Situ Xing's body is as flexible as an ape, like the parkour of later generations, whether it is a stubborn rock several feet high, a steep cliff, or a long rattan, it has become his help. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Boom!

Situ Xing's feet stepped on the bare rock mass of the cliff, and his body jumped upwards sharply, followed by a beautiful tumbling, grabbing a long rattan in the process of falling, and the huge inertia threw his body away, like a trapeze. It's like Tarzan of the Apes.

Under the force of gravity and inertia, the speed of Si Tu Xing was surprisingly fast.

As he rolled and jumped as if he were performing a stunt, buildings and trees instantly fell backwards, and he left him behind.

But Situ didn't relax at all, because the storm formed by pure energy advanced at a speed that was incomprehensible to ordinary people.

The towering mountains that have been high for 10,000 years have been weathered in an instant, and pieces of rocks have fallen off, and before the rocks can fall to the ground, they are turned into pieces of debris by the force of tearing apart.

Trees that have grown for a hundred years were instantly annihilated in the face of this terrifying force.

One by one, the animals howled in horror and fled in the opposite direction, but their speed was too slow. Or rather, the storm is advancing too fast.

One spirit beast after another was swept into the storm with a wail, decomposing like gravel, and finally disappearing completely.

"Terrible!"

Although Situ Xing did not look back, he was very clear about the power of the star core explosion, and a trace of fear couldn't help but rise in his heart, and even the muscles behind him became a lot stiffer.

"Rush!"

"Only by getting out of the range of the star explosion can we have a glimmer of life. ”

"With such a powerful energy, if it is involved, even if he has already achieved an innate martial artist, it will be like a boat on the sea being torn to pieces in an instant. ”

"Only by moving forward can there be a glimmer of life!"

The speed of Situ has not decreased, but under the impetus of strong qi and blood, the speed has increased sharply a lot.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The blessed land of Yuqing Dao is like an apocalyptic scene, the earth is cracking, countless buildings have collapsed, and the mortals who have been captive by the Taoists are as fragile as paper people in the face of this natural disaster.

They shouted in fear, trying to get help from the Taoists.

But the Taoists are now unable to protect themselves, and they will be taken care of there.

Rumble!

After the blazing energy pushed horizontally, only a piece of scorched earth was left, and both the city and the living beings were vaporized and completely disappeared.

People look at erupting volcanoes, cracked earth, and toppled cities, and fall to their knees in despair, their eyes closed, waiting for disaster to come.

At this moment, a divine light suddenly lit up in the air.

A god wearing a red official robe, holding a jade wat in his hand, wearing an official hat, and an immeasurable amount of white light on his body suddenly appeared in the Yuqing blessed land.

The surging power had softened a lot under the suppression of his divine light.

"I am the city god of Beijun, as long as you take refuge, the deity will definitely protect you and other peace!"

Cheng Huang, dressed in official robes, looked at the raging energy, and the people who were lonely and helpless, closing their eyes and waiting for death, and his voice was like thunder.

"Damn it!"

"The patriarch hasn't fallen yet. How dare you come and plunder the believers!"

The Great Elder stepped on a lonely boat, and a dim oil lamp hung on the land shed of the lonely boat, because of this oil lamp. The boat was able to navigate a raging storm.

One by one, the disciples with potential were rescued on the boat.

Although the other elders had different forms of magic weapons, they did something surprisingly consistent, that is, to rescue young disciples with potential. After all, these people are the essence of the sect.

Even if the sect suffers a catastrophe today, as long as the elite disciples of the sect are not lost, there will always be a day when the Dao system can be restored.

When they saw the Beijun City God, who was wearing official robes and holding a jade wat in his hand, he was openly robbing people, and their eyes couldn't help but show indignation.

But they didn't dare to step forward to stop it, without him, the difference in strength was too great.

Beijun Chenghuang is the great god of the imperial court, it is said that the origin is very deep, some say that he is an important minister of the former dynasty, because of his meritorious deeds by the king of the people, some people say that he is a congenital god, because of the magic is worshiped by the people. Some people also say that he was a Confucian scholar of the current dynasty, because he comprehended the great righteousness and micro-words, and after his death, he was a god, and he said anything. But there is one thing that is undoubted, that is, there was an incense sacrifice before the Great Qian, and it was a great god. Later, he made great contributions from the Battle of the Dragon, and was named the city god of Beijun by the Great Qiantaizu.

The most important thing is that the Beijun Chenghuang has great divine power, and it is not under the Earth Immortal Patriarch Yuqing Daoren.

Therefore, no matter how indignant they were, they did not dare to step forward to stop them.

"We are willing to take refuge in the City God!"

In the face of death, faith was surprisingly fragile, and a middle-aged man in Confucian clothes knelt down in front of the city god without any hesitation, kowtowed, and said.

"Thief!"

The Great Elder, who was stepping on the lonely boat, saw that someone had surrendered to the enemy, his eyes couldn't help but widen, and he scolded angrily.

"It's a white-eyed wolf that can't be fed. ”

"The ancestor has not been martyred yet, he dares to do this, he really deserves to be killed!"

The other Taoist priests were also indignant, eager to break the middle-aged Confucian into pieces. But because of the might of the city god, he only dared to curse angrily, but he did not dare to step forward.

Beijun Chenghuang didn't care, his face showed a hint of harmony, and with a slight touch, he saw a streamer falling. The figure of the Confucian disappeared in an instant.

With the first person taking the lead, more and more people fell on their knees and took refuge under the throne of the city god, and the city god of the northern county did not refuse, and with a flick of his finger, he led them to his own kingdom of God.

"Join the path of creation and be blessed!"

Other snoopers, seeing that the city god of Beijun had succeeded, could no longer care about the friendship with the Yuqing patriarch, a huge gourd crossed the sky, and the huge storm turned out to be docile in the green light of the gourd.

One by one, the Taoists stepped on the cyan gourd like jasper, and looked at the frightened young Taoists below with coveted eyes.

The young Daoist who can be allowed to enter the blessed land of the ancestor must have excellent qualifications, and he is the fresh blood of the sect and the backbone.

Unlike Beijun Chenghuang, who needs faith, the sect attaches more importance to talents.

"As long as you are willing to join the path of creation, you will surely be saved!"

Stepping on the flat boat, looking at the cultivation Dao monks with big sleeves, and the dozens of young Daoists below who looked panicked and didn't know how to choose, the Great Elder's face suddenly turned red, and even his eyes showed a cold color.

"The abominable Dao of Creation, this is to cut off the lifeblood of the Yuqing Dao. ”

Beijun Chenghuang raised his head and glanced at the jasper gourd of the Creation Dao with some surprise, obviously, he was also a little surprised by what the Creation Dao had done.

Snatching the seeds of other sects is to kill them all, and they will definitely not die. What kind of confidence does the Dao of Creation have to dare to treat Yuqing Dao like this.

To know this, the life and death of Yuqing Dao people are unknown. If the people of Yuqing Dao had not fallen, how could they have rested with the Dao of Creation.

"Hateful!"

"The old Tao of Creation has remembered this account. When the patriarch is freed from the predicament, we will definitely kill the blessed land of the Dao of Creation. ”

The Great Elder stepped on the flat boat, rising and falling in the violent waves, his eyes coldly looking at the huge jasper gourd that emitted blue light, and there was indescribable indignation in his eyes.

"I'm willing to convert!"

A middle-aged Taoist priest with a pale face and fear in his eyes looked at the storm that was getting closer and closer, and rolled under the Creation Gourd and shouted loudly.

"No!"

"Great goodness!"

"Those who know the times are Junjie!"

The old Dao standing on the green jade gourd looked at the somewhat older Taoist, and his eyes flashed with a hint of displeasure. Most of these people don't have much potential to tap, and they don't have much loyalty to the sect at all.

But out of the money to buy horse bones, the Taoist had to save him.

However, he had secretly made a decision in his heart that when he returned to Lingzhou to create the Dao, he would definitely send this Daoist to the outer gate.

Fortunately, under his leadership, several people turned their backs on the Yuqing Dao and joined the Creation Dao.

The eyes of the Great Elder kept shrinking, and the roots of his teeth rattled even more. The green tendons on the back of the hand are even more prominent.

"Traitor!"

When he saw that one of them was still his disciple, he couldn't control his emotions anymore. Angry shouting:

"Traitor!"

"You dare to betray the Dao system!"

"How dare you do such a rebellious thing, the old way curses you!"

Those who have turned their backs on their faith have shamed him, they are indeed traitors, and they are cowards. In the test of life and death, reality and faith, they became deserters.

Therefore, when they heard the angry roar of the Great Elder, they all subconsciously lowered their heads, their faces red and guilty.

However, not all Taoists are soft-bones, and there are more than a dozen Taoists who resolutely refuse to surrender, they sit there firmly, reading moral articles in their mouths, and their faces are righteous and look at death as if they were home.

The Taoist who stepped on the green jade gourd looked at the expressions of those young Taoists who looked at death as if they were at home, and couldn't help but feel a trace of appreciation and pity in their hearts.

Appreciation, because of their integrity.

It's a pity because they are about to pay with their lives.

"It's a pity!"

The jasper gourd of the Creation Dao slowly flew up, and without the suppression of the magic weapon, the surging energy swept like a tsunami.

"Elder, save them!"

"They are the future of the sect!"

The Taoist standing on the flat boat watched the surging energy sweep like a tsunami, and his eyes couldn't help but show worry, and he said with some pleading.

"Yes, Great Elder!"

"This kind of integrity disciple is the future of the sect. ”

Stepping on the flat boat, the white-haired Great Elder looked at a few disciples with their eyes closed and waiting for death, with a calm face, and the surging and furious energy storm like a tsunami, his eyes showed hesitation.

After a while, he said with some heartache and some pity.

"It's not the old way I don't want to!"

"But it can't, this page of the boat, can only accommodate so many people. ”

"Hey!"

"This time is really an unprecedented catastrophe for the sect. ”

One by one, the disciples stood there with a stunned face like a lightning strike, and suddenly one of the disciples showed a resolute look on his face.

"Elder, the disciple went first, hoping to save the senior brother on the boat. ”

"You!"

The Great Elder looked at the disciple with a resolute face, and his face couldn't help but change slightly. Before he could finish speaking, the disciple showed a trace of misery on his face, and he jumped straight out of the flat boat and faced the raging storm with his weak body.

Rumble!

The huge wave crashed, and that disciple was annihilated by the surging energy without making a sound.

There are no bones left!

All forms and gods are destroyed!

"The disciple's qualifications are reckless, and it will only cause a burden to the sect!"

"Disciple go!"

Another disciple jumped out of the boat and sacrificed himself.

"The hope of the sect lies in the genius disciples. ”

"The disciple's qualifications are overwhelmed, I hope the sect will recover!"

Under the leadership and encouragement of these two disciples, several more disciples jumped off the boat.

"What are you doing here!"

"Don't jump anymore!"

"You are all the future of the sect, the seeds of the Daomen. ”

"There can be no more senseless sacrifices. ”

The Great Elder's face was pale, his eyes showed a look of emotion, and his voice trembled a little.

The disciples standing below looked at the sacrifices of the disciples on the flat boat, and their eyes also showed a look of emotion.

"Come on!"

Those pale faces, but with a calm and fearless expression, were ushered into the boat at the last moment, and they also escaped a death calamity.

Rumble!

The fragile and cracked Yuqing Dao barrier was broken through again.

This time, a chariot full of iron-blooded breath, dressed in military uniform, with the violent plundering of the king of Chengjun with the blazing dragon aura rising all over his body, whether it was soldiers, food, spiritual rice, or armor and weapons, the place where the chariot was crushed would leave a mess.

"Five Emperor Dragon Fist!"

A huge fist bombarded the energy wave, and the turbulent and unstoppable wave was stagnant. The iron-blooded chariot crushed the land, leaving deep ruts.

What is taken away is an endless amount of resources!

As a former ally, did King Chengjun also participate in the plunder?

It's really a wall that everyone pushes.

Looking at the predator who wore a mask on his head, but was full of pure dragon energy, and urged the Five Emperors Dragon Fist, he couldn't help but think of King Chengjun who was guarding the northern county.

This county king was once their ally in the North County.

I really didn't expect that there was a problem with the ancestor, and this ally not only did not cooperate, but also participated in the plunder.

With these resources of the sect, as long as you give King Chengjun some time, it is not difficult to refine a strong soldier.

Situ Xing kept running away, but he was also constantly plundering, and the Demon Hand of the Heaven Covering Heaven kept stretching out, whether it was gold and silver, books, or spiritual rice, he unceremoniously pocketed it.

Maybe it was because of the power of the Yuqing Daoist who had just defeated the Earth Immortal Patriarch, whether it was the Chenghuang of Beijun, or the Lingzhou Creation Dao, or the iron-blooded King of Chengjun, they had a surprisingly tacit understanding.

Not only did he not bother with the execution, but he was very restrained. Everyone occupies the side of Yuqing Dao and wantonly loots the accumulation of hundreds of years of Yuqing Dao.

Partition!

Although there was no verbal communication, the four of them actually formed an alliance very tacitly and jointly carved up Yuqing Dao.

"Ancestor, where are you?"

"These robbers are actually carving up the hundreds of years of Yuqing Dao's inheritance!"

The Great Elder looked at the four people who looked like robbers, and although he was angry in his heart, he didn't dare to step forward, so he could only keep fleeing to the blessed land like a lost dog.