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Night.

Jinyang City.

It's the night of the day again.

The earth has fallen asleep, except for the gentle breeze blowing, except for the occasional dog barking or two, the deserted streets are silent.On a dark and windy night, there is nothing but silence around the night, the night is dark and the wind is high, the moon is high, the night is high, the sky is bright, the ground is dark, as if the cold air has blocked the light.

Bright night, he could clearly see the rolling black fog in the sky surrounding the entire Jinyang City.

It can really be said: "Black clouds crush the city and want to destroy it." ”

I thought that after sunset, the black fog would dissipate on its own. Unexpectedly, the black fog mercilessly surrounded the entire Jinyang City.

It's terrible, the black fog that hasn't seen a day in a hundred years is terrible.

The soldiers standing on the city walls shivered in the cool night breeze. Their cultivation is relatively low, and what they can feel is not only the fear in their hearts, but also the real spiritual pressure, and the power of this spiritual pressure is not lower than the great spiritual pressure of the human realm.

Such a strong spiritual pressure can also disperse and cover the largest city in the South Seas, which shows that the other party is at least a Heaven Realm level powerhouse.

What is this coming to Jinyang City?

The city official Yu De, when he received a report from the soldiers of the city wall, he hurried to the city wall.

"This, what's going on?!" Yu De came up and slapped his hands on the city wall.

Looking at the boundless black fog that covered Jinyang City, he had no choice, and at present, he could only see whether the formation of Jinyang City could withstand the impact of this black fog.

The storm cried out to the tune of the demons and wild ghosts, sweeping up the dust on the ground, and turning the bright mountains and fields of the border area into hellish darkness for a moment. The wind tuggs at people's clothes, they take off their headscarves, and the sand shoots at people's eyes. The withered grass and fallen leaves are flying all over the sky, the yellow dust is cloudy, and the chaos is so chaotic that it is impossible to tell where the sky is and where is the earth.

This formation in Jinyang City was established by using several of the strongest Dharma Dao Formation mages in the city in the few days after the arrival of the Prince of Nanyang, so that the protective shield across the entire Jinyang City could at least withstand the attacks of cultivators, monks and spirit beasts below the Heavenly Realm level.

If he can't resist the past, Yu De can only ask for help from the three major gang leaders in Jinyang City.

- Brush, brush, brush!

In an instant, a huge tornado rose in the black mist. Temperatures are starting to rise wildly.

- Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Here it comes.

Here it comes......

That terrifying thing came, a tornado tumbling in the black mist, about to rush from the sky towards the walls of Jinyang City.

I'm afraid, this is not something I can resist......

Sixty-year-old white-haired Yude is a little desperate at the moment, he has never felt such powerlessness.

However, as a city official of Jinyang City, he must try, at least he is a city official, and he must ensure the safety of the people in the city.

If the people in Jinyang City are all dead, what kind of face will they have to see the world again?

He stepped forward and stretched out his hand towards the sky.

Yu De unleashed his first-class magic technique, "Earth Collapse".

A pure blue aura was released from Yu De's body, and outside the city of Jinyang City, the mountains suddenly shook, and a huge stone collapsed from the dark earth, rushing straight towards the huge black tornado.

This is because of De's magic skills, and it has become something, Yu De has released all the spiritual power in his body, and he wants to use this blow to end the raging wind.

- Whoosh!

Bang.

A boulder one zhang high and a pitch-black tornado more than a dozen zhang high collided with each other.

The magic technique released by Yu De, the earth collapsed and the tornado of the black fog collided, and a huge sound sounded.

It resounded throughout the dark sky, and after the people of Jinyang City heard it, they all looked at the dark sky, and they didn't know what was going on.

A huge black mist oppressed the entire Jinyang City.

At this moment, Jinyang City was shrouded by the formation, and the people in the city were not harmed. But the young and old on the street also knew that they were about to find a terrible blow.

Turn your head.

The wind still couldn't be stopped, and Yu De's all-out magic technique failed! The wind touched the city wall, and the formation that was invisible to the naked eye cracked.

...... Already, it's late.

Yu De shook his head helplessly and sighed, he never put down his right hand again. Because the hand that used the spell was blown apart, and blood was sprinkled all over the walls. In the blink of an eye, the soldiers were almost frightened and ran away.

- Brush, brush, brush.

The wind in the sky kept blowing, blowing Yu De's white hair into chaos, and his face had long been gone, and the magic technique just now consumed all the spiritual power in De's body.

The tired Yu De is now like a dead corpse, tired of a dead corpse, and there is no blood on his shriveled face.

Yu De's appearance made the soldiers behind him slump to the ground in fright. Even a cultivator like the seventh order of the Yude Realm was unable to fight against this powerful black mist, so what else could they do besides running?

“...... Great, my lord, are you going to move the rescuers?" The soldiers were so busy that they didn't dare to touch Yu De, who was seriously injured, for fear that if one of them was not careful, Yu De would die.

Yude lay down and leaned his head against the wall.

He coughed and said, "Ahem, ahem...... Go, go, I can't move now, you leave me alone. ”

The soldiers who received the order quickly used their spiritual power, turned around and accelerated towards the city.

The storm had shattered the formation of the city gates, and the big city gates were crumbling. After passing this gate, the next thing is Yude's life.

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Jinyang City, under the city gate.

After Wang Li ran for ten miles, he finally came to Jinyang City.

At this time, the weather conditions are not optimistic. Long before, when Wang Li was ten miles away, he had seen the formation of this black fog.

"What's going on? At such a time, the gate of Jinyang City was actually blown up?" Wang Li looked at the iron gate that was open and broken into many pieces.

I didn't expect the intensity of its destruction to increase so quickly.

...... This is obviously something that has broken into Jinyang City.

That thing should be a tornado formed by the black fog in the sky.

Wang Li believed that Jinyang City's formation could resist the attack of the Heavenly Realm Rank cultivators, and the impact of this black mist had already broken through the Heavenly Realm Rank.

Wang Li looked up at the black fog rolling in the sky with some emotion, and he suddenly laughed from the corner of his mouth: "This is really God help me! God help me!haha!!"

The black mist tornado can only be suppressed by at least one Heaven Realm level monk. And now, there are a few more.

In this way, Wang Li was able to enter Jinyang City.

- Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

Wang Li set off, used his martial arts, and jumped directly onto the city wall of Jinyang City with a big jump.

At this time, the walls were devoid of living soldiers.

One road passes, and all are dead. On the city wall, it is very mad. I'm afraid this place has been swept away by the black fog, and everyone is dead.

After Wang Li had walked a few steps on the wall, he saw a white-haired old man with a broken arm lying against the wall.

“...... Cough. The white-haired old man coughed when he heard Wang Li's footsteps.

"Aren't you dead yet?" Wang Li stopped and squinted at the white-haired old man.

Wang Li saw that this old man was very familiar, and when his hair was blown up, Wang Li saw his true face and reacted instantly.

“...... You are Yu De, the city official of Jinyang City?!" Wang Li suddenly opened his mouth and asked the white-haired old man who was about to die.

This white-haired old man is Yu De, the city official of Jinyang City.

“...... Yes, yes. Yu De used all his strength to answer.

Fang Yude survived the blow of the tornado, but now he is also dying. Tornadoes have already blown into the city.

“...... I didn't expect that the once beautiful city officials of Jinyang City would end up like this. Wang Li mocked the dying Yu De without manners.

Yu De was very uncomfortable when he heard a young man call him by his name like this, and at the same time, he was able to be safe and sound in the black fog, Yu De thought that he should not be a good person, and even be the trigger of this black fog.

“...... You, you, who are you, and did you cause this disaster?" Yu De pointed to the rough blood and pointed at the unruly Wang Li.

“...... Of course not, I'm not strong enough to make something horrible like that. Wang Li stepped forward and lowered his head, "Since you are ready to die, let me tell you who I am." ”

Yu De had a premonition that the situation was not good, and his body unconsciously leaned back, and the veteran desperately wanted to grab his fist.

“...... I am, Wang Li. ”

"What?"

Yu De couldn't believe that the young man in front of him was actually the murderer who killed the proprietress of the Xuantian Medical Hall in Jinyang City, as well as the big proprietress of the black market! Yu De didn't have no face to Wang Li, wasn't Wang Li an old man of the same age as himself?

However, Yu De can indeed see something about Wang Li from this young man.

What kind of demonic skills did he cultivate to become so young? Even if he swallowed the rare elixir, he shouldn't be able to be so young! Skin, voice, face shape, he was completely a young man!

Wang Li smiled evilly: "Anyway, you are dying, you will die very painfully like this, let me help you......"

Yu De's tired face showed a look of horror.

In the fierce wind, Wang Li stretched out his hand violently, aimed at Yu De's heart, and said in his heart: "Hongmeng Nine Secret Secrets!"

- "Poof!"

Before the city official Yu De realized what was going on, he spurted blood, and suddenly felt that something was missing in his heart. A surge of pain welled up in his heart.

When he wanted to raise his eyes to look at Wang Li, he lost consciousness.

Wang Li is Yu De's heart was crushed, in the previous near death situation, Yu De can still be resurrected, after Yu De's resurrection, it will somewhat hinder his future actions, so Wang Li can only kill Yu De.

The current situation is exactly what Wang Li wants, Wang Li should go to Jinyang City to harvest, snatch all the pill treasures, and kill all the strong people.

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Jinyang City's formation was cracked, and the entire city was bare, and there were several black fogs around it ready to form a tornado.

The black tiger wind swept in from the sky dome and raged through the city.

A maddened tornado is faster than a sword off the string. The tornado moved faster and faster, and the branches of the trees in the ditch swayed as if they were about to break free from the trunk and go away with the wind, and among the branches, the nests that the magpies had worked so hard to build were effortlessly torn down by the wind, and the dry branches and dead grass that had been picked up one by one were all gone. The dam was covered with a layer of dust, and the rippling water was as chaotic as castor oil. The wind bent the trees of Jinyang City, tore up the cloth of the shopkeepers, removed the paper on the walls, darkened the sun, sang, shouted, roared, and echoed; suddenly galloped straight away, like a frightened elf, pulling the heavens and the earth away; suddenly panicked, rolling in all directions, like a demon who somehow decided to ram into it; suddenly swept and attacked everything on the ground unprepared, twisted the branches, and blew the roof tiles.

The streets were chaotic, and everyone was running for their lives. It's okay for people with high cultivation, but most of the common people are people with low cultivation, and without the resistance of strong spiritual power, the roots are easily blown up to the sky by the strong wind.

Fortunately, the three major gangs of Jinyang City mobilized many strong men and strong men to suppress the storm at a distance of 100 zhang from the city gate.

This can only hold on for a while, because there are several strong winds around Jinyang City.

“...... Brother, brother, you wait for me!" a little girl of eight or nine years old, dressed in a small group and wearing two ponytails, screamed and fled with the crowd in the storm-swept Jinyang City.

She was covered in bruises, and the only thing that drove her to run was the fear in her heart. No matter how much she screamed, she couldn't find the brother she was shouting in the panicked and restless crowd.

However, she had been shouting for a while and had not seen her brother at all. Or is she dead, or is she hurt, and I'm afraid that in this case, only despair awaits her.

Originally, tonight, she was going to play on the street with her brother.

Her body was too small and light, and even though the wind was thousands of meters away, she was blown down by the wind that carried the spiritual pressure.

In the sky, the dust in the sky, countless bricks and tiles, if it weren't for the strong monks outside the city gate to suppress the wind, I'm afraid that even a thousand catties of cattle would be blown into the sky.

Suddenly, a stone brick was thrown at the little girl who was crying.

At the moment when the little girl closed her eyes, a young man stood in front of her, waved his hand, and knocked more than a dozen catties of stone bricks flying away.

This young man was Lu Ye who had just washed his body.

Lu Ye helped the girl up and said in a deep voice, "...... Go quickly, go to a safe place and don't look back. ”

The girl nodded obediently, and before leaving, she still asked Lu Ye worriedly: "...... Brother, does your hand hurt? ”

This girl's worries are unnecessary, Lu Ye's current cultivation of the fifth order of the earth realm, even if he is hit head-on by the human realm level, he can rely on it.

“...... Let's go. After Lu Ye urged, the little girl reluctantly glanced at Lu Ye, and ran towards the flow of people.

Lu Ye knew that such a disaster could be formed in one day, and it was definitely not from heaven, but man-made, who could it be?

Wang Li: No way, such a black mist storm was at least caused by a Heaven Realm level monk, who in Jinyang City provoked such a powerful person?

If not, I'm afraid that other countries will attack Nanyang. Lu Ye has heard that the overall strength of Nanyang is now low, and the rulers of Nanyang, the Empress of Nanhua and the Empress of Beihua, have the intention of separating. Holding a martial arts competition is probably a rush to select new strong men and show their strength to other countries.

If it's a war between countries, Lu Ye is completely incapable of intervening now............

Lu Ye recalled that three thousand years later, he had come to an ancient city.

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On the ancient plateau, there is an ancient city. You can see the newborn sun just below the horizon. At this time, an old man was already standing beside the ruins, staring at it for a long time.

The sound of the piano came from nowhere, like a woman in a lonely boat, and it was poignant and tactful. The yellow sand was flying, the skirts were fluttering, and people had to cover their faces with turbans. The sound of the qin stopped abruptly, and the person who stroked the qin could not hide his grief: "I have been playing here for a thousand years. The old man looked at the ruins, but he was silent, and walked into the yellow sand again.

In the evening, the bloody sunset shone on the ancient city, as if it had just experienced a bloody battle, and it was covered with bruises. Huang Ai is scattered and the wind is sluggish. Suddenly, there was a burst of Xiao sound, like a hidden ravine, dull and mournful, endless like a wisp, but the sound of Xiao suddenly stopped, only to hear the sigh of the person who played Xiao Xiao, it was difficult to hide the sorrow: "I have been playing here for a thousand years, why can I cut down the surrounding 200 miles of trees to build a majestic temple, the city that can dig up 300 feet of water underground, but now it is decaying, and the prosperity is no more?" The old man was silent, but laughed late at night, silent, and the sound of the wind blowing in the ancient city, like the sigh of the ancient soul, was creepy. Suddenly there was a sharp flute sound, high-pitched and sharp, cutting through the sky, like a sharp knife piercing the heart. The old man laughed again, and laughed loudly.

The old man finally spoke: "Son, I have been thinking here for a thousand years, don't you still understand? What destroys the ancient city is plunder, killing, and the insatiable desire of mankind."

The earth was dead again.

Xiao swallowed, the flute was remnant, and the person who stroked the qin was full of tears.

Lu Ye finally knew why after another three thousand years, heaven and earth would absorb all the spiritual energy in the world, so that everyone in the world would become ordinary people.

It is not only for the peace of the world, but also for the sake of the gods, the eternal status of the gods. As long as there is no spiritual power that can be cultivated, then you will never be able to become a god, and the gods will always be high.

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Late night came.

Now the storm has not diminished, but is blowing more and more violently. If there is no way to establish a strong enough formation now, it will not be enough to resist.

Around Jinyang City, those newly generated black fog tornadoes, black winds, had already touched Jinyang City. Fortunately, it was a temporary formation that resisted a little.

It can last for so long is either a cultivator with spiritual power transformation, or Jinyang City has been targeted by many Heavenly Realm level powerhouses.

- Ahh

In front of the city gate, the strong men who were fighting the huge wind suddenly let out a miserable scream.

Lu Ye, who was walking towards the location of the Lingwu Palace, suddenly woke up, and Lu Ye turned his head to look in the direction of the city gate thousands of kilometers away.

The wind that was not far from the city gate began to act again.

This shows that the Heaven Realm Ladder for casting the Weather Spell has arrived. They killed all the monks at the gates.

Lu Ye is powerless now, and when he encounters a strong person of the Heaven Realm Level, he will undoubtedly be sent to death if he goes.

At this moment, Lu Ye suddenly saw a sword from the afterglow, a sharp sword that was piercing towards him.

Lu Ye used the full step of the moment,

- Whoosh!

In an instant, he dodged the attack of this sword.

- Boom!

Subsequently, what was hurt even more was a house behind Lu Ye. The house collapsed without warning under the bombardment.

For a sword to be able to deliver such a powerful bombardment, not only does it require a spiritual weapon to be superior, but it also requires that the monk to have a very powerful cultivation.

Lu Ye looked back at the sharp sword inserted in the bricks of the collapsed house, the sword of that sharp sword had the pattern of the Lingwu Palace, and the "Xuanjian" before him also had the same pattern, and the sharp sword should be owned by the Lingwu Palace.

So, who's who?

Lu Ye didn't have to think much about it, he knew that it should be the Heaven Realm level powerhouse who cast these black mist tornadoes and arrived. The monks in front of them who controlled the strong wind should be from the Lingwu Palace. After being killed, he took away the spiritual weapon.

The speed of the other party's arrival was too fast, and it was also two miles away from the location of the city gate and the wind. He really deserves to be a powerhouse of the Heavenly Realm Level.

- Whoosh!

Suddenly, another sharp sword broke into Lu Ye's line of sight, and Lu Ye once again used his instant steps to dodge it.

- Boom.

Another house collapsed after being hit by a sword.

This time, the speed of the sword was faster than before, and Lu Ye was almost cut. In addition, the pattern on the sword body this time is completely different from the pattern of the Lingwu Palace.

- Whoosh!

A violent wind blew the hair on Lu Ye's cheeks, and Lu Ye dodged sideways.

- Bump!

The sword was cut down, slashed into the air, and slashed on the stone floor. Lu Ye's afterglow saw a different pattern again.

Lu Ye took a few steps back and looked at the source, this time, the person who attacked him finally revealed his true face.

That person was Wang Li, the master of the Lingyun Sect.

However, because he was too young, Lu Ye forgot his true identity.

“...... Are you the monk who caused this black fog storm?" Lu Ye said while using the voyeurism.

However, the other party's spiritual power was shielded too hard, and it was difficult for Lu Ye to see his true strength.

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