At noon the next day, thick clouds had accumulated in the sky, and it was inevitable that today would be a gloomy weather. The sanctuary beneath the sky seemed extraordinarily depressed, and even the light of the totem pole's guardian power seemed to become dim.

Mo Liang came out of Xicheng and came to Totem Pole Square.

There are few people here, and compared with the bustling and lively on weekdays, it is very inferior. Even the people who came out were in a hurry and had a lot of worries.

For ordinary cultivators, the Sanctuary is no longer safe. After all, not everyone has the strong ability to protect themselves, and in the face of sudden attacks and flames, they seem to experience a long wait for death at every moment.

In the market, the noisy wine shops and restaurants became silent, and the Wen Xiu, who was on a mission, hurriedly filled his stomach, while the idle Wen Xiu team was silently in a daze with each other, counting how many hairs there were on the thick arm of the most majestic man in the team.

In the world of people in this remote corner of the world, the sense of stability in people's hearts seems to be far more fragile than anyone imagined. It was as if the thin layer of totem pole guarding light shattered slightly, and the sky was about to collapse.

Mo Liang smelled something unusual.

Fear......

People are afraid of flames!

The occasional flash of fire from behind the curtain in the restaurant could make the restless Wen Xiu stand up and tense all over.

The wind blew howling, causing the robes of pedestrians to flutter and flutter on the road, and the windows of the shops on the street to thump. Mo Liang was dazzled by the fine sand mixed with the wind, and couldn't help but squint. Then, it was a rough piece of hemp paper that was puffed out of the face.

I don't know from which corner of the street, with the wind howling countless pieces of hemp paper, like the autumn wind sweeping up the leaves, rushing to the whole street.

Flew up...... Drift to every corner of the sanctuary where the wind falls.

The hemp paper covered the passerby's face, hit the arm of the man who stuck his head out to close the window, stuck to the wall, and burrowed into the chimney...... In this cloudy and windy weather, many unknown numbers of people were scattered.

"Instant subversion, Sanctuary is dead! The roar spreads from the academy to the dungeon, and at dawn, the flames will accompany the sun to rebirth!"

The crimson handwriting is like a flame, giving the hemp paper a burning touch. This was the Fire Temple's declaration of war, and it spread throughout the Sanctuary at this moment.

Mo Liang grabbed the paper from his face, and the lines of handwriting came into view one by one, making him feel his heart beat. "They, start ...... again"

Looking up again, there seemed to be a gray-yellow storm blowing in the sky, and the hemp paper with the declaration of the end of the world written on it rode the wind, almost enveloping the entire holy area.

Call~

Boom~

The crisp sound of the paper colliding and tearing was like a different kind of heavy rain, falling down on the streets and alleys of the Sanctuary.

A famous scholar either picked up or grabbed the paper, put it in front of his eyes and read it, and then exclaimed uncontrollably. They looked at each other as if the earth under their feet had become vain, and they picked up the huge wood and stones beside them.

An emotion appeared in everyone's eyes, "Is the Sanctuary about to end?"

There are seven cities in the instantaneous domain, corresponding to seven underground culverts, each city is built on the underground palace culvert, if the underground palace is subverted, what are the seven cities attached?

"Isn't it true that even the Imperial Mansion and the Divine Temple can't protect the safety of the Sanctuary?"

The dim sky caused an atmosphere of panic to spread in the city.

Click!

The sky sank even more suddenly, the dense dark clouds fell down in black, the dark sky suddenly became extremely black, a dazzling lightning bolt pierced the heavens and the earth, and then there was a loud bang, as if the earth shook the mountains, and thousands of buildings were darkened together.

Raindrops the size of beans poured down, the clean ground was wet in an instant, and a stream bubbled up the streets.

Mo Liang was also soaked in an instant, and the hemp paper in his hand was also soft and crumpled.

The power of heaven is unpredictable, and in an instant, all the paper is soaked, washing away the madness of restlessness and stupidity. The paper balls were wet and broken, but Mo Liang clearly felt that the burning heat was spreading even more in the holy area.

"They're finally going to prepare to attack the dungeon!"

In the midst of the rainstorm, he muttered with a solemn face, raised his head to look at the faint touch of emerald green in the southwest corner of the holy area, and rushed away in the rain.

When he stood outside Wang Yuanbo's residence in the ancestral mountain, a heavy rain that came and went quickly had stopped, and a brilliant rainbow appeared outside the sky. But now, he didn't have the heart to look at it.

"They're going to attack the dungeon!" the list has spread throughout the Holy Domain...... he said solemnly to Wang Yuanbo.

Wang Yuanbo nodded hesitantly, "I received the news." ”

"There must be no problem with the passage in the Apocalypse Academy, right?" Mo Liang asked with some concern. The stakes are high, and the slightest negligence could cause millions of people to be displaced!

Wang Yuanbo laughed hehehe, "Little guy, the sense of responsibility is quite strong!" He shook his head gently, as if he was joking at Mo Liang for underestimating the power of the temple.

"Still, our people have discovered something unusual......"

Mo Liang was shocked, "What?"

"Your buddies, it seems that people are making holes under the totem pole square!"

"Huh?" Mo Liang was stunned.

"So, they're just a trick to attack the west! Little guy, the underground palace culvert in any domain is the ancestral land of the prosperity of the people, and its defense is so tight that even if the strong people of the demon clan join forces to attack, the chance of conquering it is slim! Not to mention a few guys who suddenly appeared...... Even if it wasn't for their small actions, such nonsense, it was just a laugh. ”

Wang Yuanbo pointed meaningfully to the ground under his feet, where the grand culvert did not know how many human races had been sheltered.

"So, what are they going to do when they make a hole in Totem Pole Square?" Mo Liang muttered with a frown.

"We're just waiting for news now~" Wang Yuanbo turned around with his back hand unhurriedly, looked up at the rainbow across the sky, and said with ease.

"Bishop Goldsman, the messenger from outside is here!"

In a few moments, there were guards who passed the way. Wang Yuanbo laughed, waved his hand to summon people in, and looked at him inquiringly.

"My lord, they have made a hole to the edge of the square! Judging by the current inference, it seems that they are trying to attack the totem pole...... As long as the foundations around the totem pole are blown off, there is still a chance that something will go wrong!" said the messenger, clenching his fists respectfully.

Wang Yuanbo shook his head heavily, "Mo Liang, the brains of your two partners really dare to think! What kind of place is Totem Pole Square...... The guardian power of the entire Sanctuary comes from here, and the first entrance of the Apocalypse Underground Palace is also here, is this undefended?"

Mo Liang's cold sweat suddenly broke out.

What the hell are these two guys up to? )