Dark clouds spread, not only outside the Chilly Wind City, but it seems that the whole area of Daze is also raining.

The fourteen states of Cangwu are extremely large, and the weather changes are almost unrelated, and it seems that there has never been such a heavy rainfall, which can spread in several places.

Zhou Wenting raised his hand and stretched out the spirit cover, and a drop of rain fell into his palm, turning into spiritual waves.

Song Qingyun looked at Zhou Wenting's changing expression,

"Is something wrong?"

Faintly, he felt very uneasy.

Zhou Wenting 'looked' to the end of the sky and said softly,

"The catastrophe is coming."

Song Qingyun's face changed slightly when he listened,

"What? Apocalypse? ”

How can there be a catastrophe of destruction?

Isn't it just as long as you kill the immortals in the Nether Realm, you can protect the Fourteen Prefectures of Cangwu?

Why is there a catastrophe that will destroy the world?

Zhou Wenting turned his head to 'look' at Song Qingyun and smiled at him,

"Don't worry, no matter what happens, I'll protect you."

Song Qingyun's anxious eyes were filled with tears,

"What do I want you to protect me? If the entire Cangwu Realm is gone, what is the point of my life? ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at Zhou Wenting, gritted his teeth and said,

"I'll protect you! Even if it is death, it will die before you! ”

He can't protect his senior sister, he can't protect his senior brother and master, and he can't even protect his junior brother, but Zhou Wenting is by his side, and he will definitely sacrifice his life to protect him.

His words made Zhou Wenting laugh, and the solemnity between the young man's eyebrows was all dispersed, and the corners of his lips were smiling,

"Okay, then I'll rely on you for protection."

Song Qingyun raised the Chongming Sword in his hand, and Huahua also appeared beside him with silver-gray wings.

At the time of life and death, the spirit beasts of the Imperial Beast Sect and the Xuanyuan Sect were all driven out of the secret realm and surrounded at the border.

And the disciples of the seven major sects are also cultivating from high to low, and they are stubborn layer by layer.

If the gods are destroyed, they will be the last line of defense in the fourteen states of Cangwu.

In the Wind City, the flute in Song Yinchen's hand was shattered, and the meridians around his body were broken, and this last move finally strangled the immortals.

A smile overflowed from the corner of her lips, she raised her eyes to look at the sky, turned into a god and slashed immortals, she has no regrets in this life!

Huang Tian raised his hand to catch Song Yinchen's fallen body, and raised his hand to punch the only remaining talisman into her body.

But Song Yinchen didn't have the heart to heal at all, but looked up at the thick dark clouds above the heavenly domain, and muttered,

"Do you feel that this cloud is very wrong?"

Huang Tian raised his eyes and looked at the thunder rolling in the clouds, and his complexion changed slightly.

On Liudao Mountain, Su Changli was blood-stained in Tsing Yi, holding a long sword in his hand, and he also looked up at the thick clouds above the sky.

He seemed to be about to break through.

After suppressing the cultivation for hundreds of years, it seems that it can no longer be suppressed after fighting to the death with the two immortals.

Su Changli closed his eyes slightly, and the spiritual breath around his body began to surge.

On the Void Stygian Sea, the moment the immortal fell, the thick dark clouds began to condense, and then there was a burst of lightning and thunder, and a torrential downpour fell from the clouds, and a wave hundreds of meters high surged above the sea surface, sweeping towards the coast.

Lu Huaizhi protected Su Ruowan, who was already unconscious, and there was blood hanging from the corners of his lips, he raised his eyes to look at the sky, his face became more and more ugly,

"Destroying the world."

Unexpectedly, a small Cangwu Fourteen Continents would make such a big man so nervous, and he wanted to wipe it out?

He lowered his eyes and looked at the scroll in his hand, raised his hand and threw it towards the sky, the rain continued to fall, maybe it won't be long before the entire fourteen states of Cangwu would be flooded by rain.

The fourth more ~

Good night~

(End of chapter)