The sun was setting, and under the sky west of the northern head of Elysium, there were flaming clouds, changing all kinds of strange totems, staining the faces of everyone on this continent red. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The warm wind is like a mother's hand, gently caressing their happy faces, and their faces are filled with endless happiness and sweetness.

Under this continent, countless sects and gangs, under the sunset of this totem, shouted at their disciples, and cultivated with the rich aura of heaven and earth under the sunset totem.

At the foot of the ancestral peak of the Immortal Nunnery, a young scholar with a sickly face, he stood in front of his teahouse, looking at the totem burning clouds that had dyed his face red, his brows were furrowed, he felt that those burning clouds with totems were like shackles, locking his heart.

He didn't want to look at these upsetting fire clouds, then turned around and walked back to the teahouse, found a stool and sat down, his heart suddenly felt much more comfortable, he drank the big bowl of tea he had brewed, and then kept coughing, a feeling that his heart and lungs were going to be coughed out.

He reached out and took out a beige pill in his arms and put it in his mouth, then covered his mouth, feeling a lot more comfortable, and his pale face had a hint of ruddy after taking the pill.

He scolded angrily in his mouth, this damn fire clan, actually made such a thing, sooner or later he will clean you all up.

After a few curses, he hunched over and slowly walked to the window, opened the window a little gap, stretched out his head and continued to look at the burning cloud, and found that the burning cloud not only showed no signs of weakening, but was more vigorous than before.

The scholar's ruddy face, which had taken the pill, turned pale again.

If you miss it, you don't know how many years you have to wait, maybe if you miss it, you won't have a chance again.

Why did this damn fire cloud appear at this time...

He muttered as he paced slowly around the room.

This feeling is the first time in a hundred years, he has always been as calm as water, but at this moment he can no longer hold back his inner peace, and there is a fire burning in his tangled heart.

He only felt that his heart hurt so much, he was worried about the pain, he reached out and pulled off the coarse cloth robe on his chest, and saw that on his chest, golden rune patterns flickered, looking at these golden rune patterns, he continued to scold angrily: This damn thing has been tormenting Lao Tzu for tens of thousands of years, and now he refuses to give up, Lao Tzu will definitely destroy you all in the future.

You wait and see.

After speaking, he sat silently on the ground, crossed his legs, closed his eyes, put his hands between his legs, pinched his fingers and calculated, and slowly settled himself, which was the best way for him to calm his mind in the past.

I don't know how long time passed, and the totem fire clouds in the sky slowly faded, and a darkness enveloped the earth.

The scholar slowly opened his eyes, and the room was dark, and a terrible light flashed in his eyes, and then he got up and walked to the window, and sure enough, the fire went down.

He walked slowly to his bed and took out a black ruler from under his pillow.

Looking at the black ruler, a trace of excitement flashed in his deep eyes, and he looked at the ruler like a treasure.

The mouth silently muttered: Good baby, I haven't let you be generous for tens of thousands of years, you must be hungry, right?

Keep it for you today.

The black ruler twitched in his hand as if he felt something.

The scholar smiled, put the ruler on the bandage around his waist, and walked out of the room without looking back.

Before going out of the house, he poured a bowl of large leaf tea, drank it, put the steaming half bowl of tea on the table and went out.

As soon as he went out, he began to cough incessantly, and in the dim wilderness, he hunched over and disappeared into the wilderness.

A moment later, a breeze blew, and he appeared at the foot of a deep mountain, a place he knew, called Dabie Mountain, and there was a sect on Dabie Mountain.

Looking at the deep mountain, he sighed and said: This damn seal makes one-tenth of Lao Tzu's exercises unable to play, and suddenly why did he come to this broken place until now.

Without too much thought, he walked slowly towards the depths of the mountain, the sky was overcast, and the strange dark clouds kept pressing down from the top of Dabie Mountain, and the dark clouds changed the faces of all kinds of terrible monsters, hideous.

The scholar came to a sect in a moment and gently slammed the door twice.

A boy walked out of the door and looked strangely at the scholar in front of him, but the scholar did not speak, but glanced at the boy.

Before the boy could scream, his body instantly turned into a pile of dry bones, dry bones turned into foam, and a gust of wind blew and flew all over the sky. It was gone in a moment.

The scholar stood outside the door, stretched out his hand and took out a black ruler from his waist, looked at it with great appreciation, and said: Now is the time to show your might, go, don't let me down.

When Hei Qi heard the scholar's words, he felt it, and instantly flew towards the sect, and in an instant, the originally vigorous sect became lifeless, and the corpses were all over the field.

The scholar's face turned sallow, he coughed a few times, took out another beige pill from his pocket, and put it in his mouth very distressed.

Then he walked towards the sect, and with his arrival, the corpses that were lying in the sect all turned into dry bones in an instant, and when the wind blew, they all dissipated.

The scholar came to the storage room of the sect, opened his hand, and all the pills and treasures in the room were in his pocket.

Then he turned around and walked out of the sect without looking back, out of the sect, he stretched out his hand, the black ruler fell into his hand, he fixed his eyes, the ruler was much darker than the previous color.

He said happily: Yes, it seems that the souls and blood of these human races are of great help to the recovery of the ruler's mana.

With a bleak smile, he disappeared into the night and ran towards another hill.

In the mountains in the far north of the Elysium Continent shrouded in night, there was a dead air everywhere, and everywhere was filled with pitch-black smoke, which was all transformed by the corpses of the human race.

In a short period of time, in the continuous mountains, the eight sects and sixteen sects were all wiped out.

The scholar looked at the black ruler in his hand, which had become glowing, and swept his eyes inward.

Yes, this meeting harvested the blood and souls of tens of thousands of people.

Then he looked at the heavy bag in his hand, and fixed his eyes on it, there were mountains of elixirs and magic weapons inside.

He sighed and said, "It's a pity that there are so many pills and magic weapons that he needs now."

After thinking for a moment, he came to the Ancestral Peak of the Immortal Nunnery, and vaguely felt that the thing he needed was within the Immortal Nunnery.

But looking at the periphery of the Immortal Nunnery, the Lock Mountain Great Array that was constantly glowing with faint light made him sigh uncontrollably, if this formation was in the period of total victory, of course it would not be a problem. It's a pity that now more than ninety percent of the exercises in the whole body have been sealed, and in the face of such a formation, I can only retreat.