Chapter 101: Ruins Really Become Ruins
The Purple City on this day is destined to be extraordinary.
When the sky was just dark, the sleeping people were awakened by a series of violent vibrations, and ran out of the door in a panic to check.
"What's wrong?
"God is angry, there must be someone who has done something immoral and has been punished by God. ”
"Everyone go to the square for refuge, be careful that the house collapses!"
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With this shout, everyone rushed towards the small square in the center of the Purple City, and their hearts hung in their throats.
I don't know how many people ran away and fell along the way, and when they finally arrived at the small square, more desperate things awaited them.
The square, which was originally paved with blue bricks, collapsed into a huge sinkhole, with a lot of rubble in it, which was carried out by a hurricane. Soon, the area around the sinkhole was sprinkled with dirt like a hill.
At this time, the ground movement continued, and seeing this amazing scene, the panic index in the crowd instantly soared to another level.
"Oh no! It's going to devour people!"
As soon as the words were spoken, everyone conveyed them and fled for their lives towards the city gate.
For a while, the city gate, which was originally quite wide, was blocked by the crowded crowd.
This chaos lasted for a long time, and all the people in the entire Purple City escaped, leaving only an empty city and a crowded city gate, as if to warn the world that the prosperity of the city had come to an end.
What people didn't see was that as the hurricane blew, a figure was also erupted from the sinkhole and blasted in all directions, as fast as a falling meteor.
Where they landed, there was either a pit in the ground or a hole in the wall. For a while, the wall collapsed, the tiles were shattered, and dust was everywhere, filling the whole world.
The house was in a nearby house, and when I came back later, I found that my house had been destroyed, and I don't know how many people jumped into the pit in despair.
The strange thing is that in the face of such a terrible encounter, these people who were spewed out jumped up one by one as if they were nothing.
They didn't run, they didn't move, they just watched the sinkhole quietly. It lasted for a pillar of incense before all the turmoil subsided.
Standing in the south was a somewhat young man, who was Fan Yicai, a genius disciple of the Sea Spirit Sect.
His current image is sloppy and sloppy, with strips of rags, and he is as gentle as jade when he first met, and he can even be compared with any of the beggars in the past.
Falling on the east side was Mo Ran, the head of the Soul Devouring Sect with long hair in a shawl. Her flower-like face was scarred for some reason, even if the best healing pill was used, the rolled wound was still not closed, and it was still dripping with blood, making her look like a ghost crawling out of hell.
The originally high bun has long been shaved off, revealing a smooth scalp in the middle, and only a circle of long hair remains, making her look weird.
To the west, there is an old man with black hair - Mao Xian, I don't know what adventures he had in the ruins of the God King, he is the one who has changed the most among all people.
However, his realm seems to be very unstable, and as soon as he appeared, his belly was like a pregnant woman who was ten months pregnant, and it was ridiculously big.
His face was flushed, not from a swollen belly, but with an indescribable shame.
His stomach was constantly deflating, and the sound of "poof~~~" was endless.
It's a shame that there is no one beside him, and he can't stand such an embarrassing scene. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in his heart, and he was even more relieved to act boldly and wantonly. Until that stomach slowly returned to normal, he could smoke people to death within a kilometer of his body.
At least there was a passing Ye Xiaoqiang lying at his feet, this little insect turned over, trembling uncontrollably, obviously dying of stinking hair.
Mao crushed it with a kick that seemed to be invisible, and then kicked its remains into the dust, completely destroying the corpse.
In the last direction, the rest is the sect leader of the first sect in the world, Yanjia Zhenren. He was the one who kept his appearance the best of all, and he was also the one who was the most injured.
There was a large sunken area in his chest, and he coughed from time to time, which hurt his lungs at first glance. It's just that the powerful cultivator protects him, and he hasn't fallen yet.
The four of them met, and did not continue the previous scramble. When the dust settled, they left with hatred.
Soon after they left, there were many people who were not afraid of death, smelling the movement, and ventured to check it out. When they saw the bottomless pit, some people thought it was the power of nature, so they set up an altar there to worship heaven and earth.
Some of them were monks, who naturally knew the secrets of this square, and at this moment the altar that originally stood in the middle of the square had been shattered into slag, indicating that the last expedition was finally over.
The ruins of the God King are about to become a legendary place, and there will be no more in the future.
While they sighed, they were really curious about how many of the eight people who went in, and where did they go?
In this vicinity, there were originally many monks from many sects, and their wishful thinking was just to wait for the opportunity after the people inside came out.
Who would have thought that there would be such a big event as the sinkhole and the earth, and he panicked for a while, but he ran much faster than those defenseless ordinary people.
At this time, the monks from all walks of life gathered, and they all showed their housekeeping skills, and each chose a direction to pursue in the direction where the four people had left.
For a time, countless bloody storms were set off, and how many monks were like a rolling torrent involved in this robbery, and the bones of the dead and wounded monks could fill the huge sinkhole of the Purple Gold City.
And the father and son of the Song family, who originally went to the Medicine King Valley to seek the antidote pill, were unfortunately caught in it halfway.
The reason was that they left the carriage on the road, and an injured old Taoist priest came, who forcibly seized their horses and left.
The whole process is as fast as lightning, and it is just a blink of an eye, even if the head of Taiyi Sect is a practitioner, and he hasn't even hummed a fart yet, the other party has already gone away, leaving only an empty carriage for them.
"Dad, who are these people? bandits, robbers, it's so shameful!" Song Zhilian cursed indignantly.
Without horses to pull the cart, they would have to walk on foot, and the point is that he is a waste now, and can only walk on his father's back. He wasn't a three-year-old, and the experience was terrible.
"Alas~~~" The head of Taiyi Sect sighed deeply, "Son, this is what the old saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there is heaven outside the sky." You can run rampant in the sect for a while, and you are not easily abolished when you come. ”