At this time, there was a huge chasm in front of Qingyang, as if something was tearing the earth apart, the fire in the chasm rose, and the heat wave came on, and Qingyang looked at it, only to see that there were still a few people in the chasm, but under the fire of the earth, it turned into ashes in a moment.

When Qingyang saw this, he only felt cold hands and feet.

The mountains and rivers are screaming, and the mountains and rivers are broken!

When he returned home, he put down his prey, ran into the house, and saw that his mother was still in the house, and then he was relieved, but his mother was obviously frightened and her face was full of horror.

Seeing Qingyang come back, he looked a little calmer.

But before the mother and son could speak, they heard a loud bang, and the earth shook.

The mother and son were shocked, and hurriedly ran out of the house, and when they went out, they only felt that their hands and feet were weak, and they saw a huge chasm formed between the shaking of the earth.

There are even a few that are just above the chasm, directly swallowed by the chasm, and then engulfed by the earth fire that emerges from the chasm.

The sight of the sight made fear instantly fill everyone's hearts, even Qingyang was no exception, although he began to cultivate, but what could he do in front of the great power of heaven and earth?

"Look, everyone, the green mountains are growing taller!"

I don't know who shouted, everyone heard the words, looked at the green mountain, only to hear a roar from the green mountain, and with the roar, the green mountain was actually rising.

The already towering green mountains continued to grow taller at this time, as if they were inserted into the blood mist in the sky.

But before everyone could come back to their senses, they heard another rumbling sound, which was mixed with the noisy roar of tigers, wolves, dogs, and the howls of various beasts and animals.

Before the crowd could understand what it was, they saw a torrent of animals rushing down the mountain.

"Beast tide!"

I don't know if it was a shout, and the voice was full of despair.

Qingyang also discovered the arrival of the beast tide at this time, and there had been groups of wild beasts coming down the mountain to forage for food in the past, but there had never been such a thousand beasts rushing down the mountain as now.

When the beast tide enters the village, how many people can be left in the village?

Everyone looked at the beast tide and fell into deep despair.

Qingyang was also flustered at this time, but he knew that this was definitely not the time to mess up, and his brain was racing rapidly, trying to find a way to evacuate.

When he was in a hurry, his eyes swept to the well in his yard, and he shouted, "Everyone hide in the well." ”

Every family in the clan has a well in their yard, and it is not difficult to hide from the family.

Qingyang was cultivating at this time, and he shouted like a thunderclap in the village.

Only then did the already desperate clansmen react and hurriedly ran to the well in their yard.

Seeing this, Qingyang knew that if he was so flustered, it would definitely be useless, and seeing that the beast tide was about to enter the village in half an hour, he shouted loudly, "Don't panic, let the women and children enter the well first, and Qingzhuang will follow,"

At this time, Qingyang used the tone of reciting the ancient Taoist scriptures when he shouted, and everyone was inexplicably relieved when they heard it, and they all acted according to what Qingyang said.

After Qingyang finished speaking, he pulled his mother into the courtyard, took the bucket from the well rope, tied it to his mother's waist with the well rope, and then turned the well wheel to hang his mother into the well.

After the mother said that she had touched the water surface, she fixed the well rope, and then jumped into the well by herself, and when she was about to enter the water, she put her fingers on it and inserted it into the wall of the well.

Then he propped himself up on the wall of the well with his feet, and then began to dig on the wall with both hands, trying to dig a place for his mother to stand on.

He dug like a hook with his claws, and in a moment he dug out a three-foot staircase for his mother to sit on.

Then untie the rope.

This rope is tied to the body, and if the beast tide comes, it will break the well wheel, and the well rope will be dragged and run, and the mother will have to be dragged out again.

After untying the rope, Qingyang was about to go out of the well to see the situation of the other clansmen, but he didn't know that there was already a rumbling sound of running on the ground.

At the bottom of the well, Qingyang could feel the vibration of the galloping beasts on the ground.

With the tremors, there were also screams of the clansmen.

Qingyang didn't know how many people from the beast tide would die in the beast tide this time, and when he heard the screams outside, he was sad.

But at this time, he didn't dare to be careless, the mountains and rivers were broken, and no one dared to guarantee the safety of the place he was in, so she was engrossed in sensing the changes around her, and she didn't dare to relax in the slightest.

I don't know how long it took, the shaking of the ground and the howl of the beasts finally faded, leaving only the painful cries of the clansmen and the sad cries of calling for their children and daughters, and Qingyang knew that the beast tide had passed.

At this time, the well rope no longer knew where it was dragged by the beast, so Qingyang had to carry his mother on his back, grab his hands into the wall of the well one by one, and climb up and out of the well.

When I went out of the well, I saw stumps and broken arms everywhere, there were wild beasts, there were also tribesmen, and some tribesmen who survived the beast tide were screaming and screaming.

And his yard has been razed to the ground at this time.

As far as the eye can see, there is a ruined wall everywhere, which makes people desperate and depressing between the scarlet heaven and earth.

put her mother down, and at this time, Qingmu also saw the scene in front of her, and almost stood unsteadily.

At this time, the village was full of panic, and the disaster came so quickly that everyone had not yet recovered from the disaster.

Fortunately, there are still clan elders in the village who have survived and continue to wander around the village to appease people's hearts.

Qingyang also helped everywhere after calming his mother.

Three days later, everyone came to the ancestral hall again, but fortunately, everyone spent these three days smoothly and there were no more disasters.

At this time, the red moon in the sky became more and more evil, and the blood mist was no more than a thousand feet from the ground, and the blood mist was sinking much faster than Qingyang's budget.

Everyone in the ancestral hall discussed the results of cultivation in the past few days, and Qingyang learned after asking one by one that only ten people had successfully introduced qi into the body in the past three days, and Qingyang and Qingyuan were only twelve.

At this critical juncture of life and death, Qingyang couldn't hide his secrets and handed over the recitation method of the ancient Taoist scriptures to everyone, but the strange thing was that except for Qingyang, no one else could reach that kind of empty realm. Seeing this, Qingyang had no choice but to give up.

At the moment, he discussed with the clan elders about leaving Qingshan.

Qingyang thought about this for three days before making an idea, now that the village has been destroyed, the chasm and earth fire that spread everywhere threaten the lives of the clansmen all the time, and the green mountains are gradually rising, no one knows if there will be another beast tide in the mountains.

It's just that as soon as this suggestion was put forward, it was opposed by the elders of the clan.

The relocation of the land has always been engraved in the imprint of mankind, and how can they agree to want them to abandon their homes and go to a foreign land with no future.

Qingyang is just a fourteen-year-old boy, although he has a certain reputation in the clan because of killing tigers and suggesting to cultivate at home, but in the hearts of the clan, he is still just a child.

Seeing this, Qingyang also knew that he was soft-spoken, so he had to give up and walk out of the ancestral hall, just looking at the blood mist that was sinking in the sky and listening to the tiger roaring wolf howling from the green mountains, and his heart was mixed.

Although he was precocious, he was only a fourteen-year-old country boy, and he could only do nothing when he encountered such a thing.

On this night, everyone in Qingshan Village lay in the open air, but the wild beasts in the mountains kept howling, and there were ground fires in the trenches on the ground from time to time, and almost no one could really sleep well.

Everyone hoped that by the next day, the red moon would fade and the sun would come out again.

It's just that on the second day, when everyone looked at the sky, the red moon was still hanging in the sky, and the blood-colored mist was thicker and lower, as if it might swallow the earth at any time.

Qingyang didn't sleep last night, because his mother was emotionally unstable, so Qingyang has been reciting Taoist scriptures to help her mother calm her mind.

Later, his mother fell asleep quietly, while Qingyang breathed and breathed in a state of emptiness, and after a night, not only did he not feel tired, but he felt energetic, and he felt that his body was stronger.

After he had played the Nameless Ancient Fist Sutra three times, he was about to fetch water to wash his face when he suddenly felt a wind blowing.

He couldn't help but be stunned, because since yesterday, everything in heaven and earth seemed to be still, without a trace of wind.

It's just that there is a trace of extremely unpleasant fishy smell in this wind, and as soon as the slightest fishy smell enters his nose, Qingyang only feels that the qi and blood in his whole body are boiling, and the muscles and bones around his body seem to be constantly shifting and reorganizing, and the pain is unbearable.

At this time, there were also cries of pain in the village.

Qingyang endured the pain, looked up at the sky, and instantly lost his soul.

I saw that the blood mist that was still more than 3,000 zhang yesterday had already approached my eyes.

With the blood mist came the bloody wind.

The wind was still slight at first, but as the blood-colored mist covered the earth, all of a sudden the wind raged, and where the fishy wind passed, the grass and trees withered, and everything was silent.