Looking at the sea and the rain, the showers and thunder washed away the immeasurable sorrows of the three farmers in the dry land.

Bai Jiao wantonly turns the clouds and rain, and there is no need to worry about causing floods, and the arid land has ushered in the rain again for more than 100 years.

The thunder and lightning snake illuminated the dark clouds in an instant, and it could be seen that the white Jiao was swimming and churning, and Li Min thought that the dragon king had rained rain and worshipped.

Somewhere in the north of the map of the Central Plains of the Ancient Hide, black rain clouds are engulfing.

Gradually, the clouds advanced to what had been an ancient battlefield......

Bai Yujun didn't come to the battlefield back then, and then he kept avoiding and didn't want to know the news about the war, and the Jiuli people were not very interested in the Central Plains people killing and revitalizing, and there was a bit of a blank about the big event that shocked the world, and the three disaster stars retreated, leaving behind a devastation and a dull life.

Zhang Qi, the commander who led the army to gallop around the world, disappeared.

Some people say that he was killed by the Demon Gate, some people say that he returned to the countryside, and some people say that he went back to the fairy world, and no one knows the truth except himself, and the mystery of coming is mysterious.

There are many legends about him, and it is widely rumored that he was protected by a dragon when he was a child.

The masters did not believe that there was a dragon in the world, and they sneered at the dragon that the people said, and hundreds of people in a certain arid state and county had already seen the dragon in the sky with their own eyes......

The area where the rain is not large, and the news has not yet spread.

There are cultivation sects and scattered cultivation in the prefectures and counties, and there are many, many fewer monks than a hundred years ago.

A great war caused serious losses to the cultivation world, many sects were directly closed, and countless families and small sects disappeared, so that Bai Jiao made waves for several days before the monks found out.

Seeing Bai Jiao for the first time, Zhu Xiu was delighted, and wanted to capture it as a thug or simply kill Jiao, peel the skin and cramp and use Jiao's flesh and blood to make alchemy, strange beasts are rare, and it is inevitable that some people will have ill intentions for resources.

Bai Jiao, who was creating a flood to his heart's content, saw a monk coming from the sky.

"Evil Jiao! Don't stir up trouble and make waves for the world! Don't hurry up and subdue the Fa!"

Bai Jiao rushed forward to bite and scratch.

Monks.

............

Bai Yujun drove the clouds and brought the rain to the ancient battlefield.

For no reason, the advance resistance of the rain clouds increased, as if there was some strange force blocking the rain clouds on the ancient battlefield, and Bai Yujun, who was in the state of Bai Jiao, urged the rain clouds again, and was able to continue to push forward, but the speed was slow and the consumption was great.

"Kind of interesting......"

The blood sacrifice of boys and girls affected the climate in the Demon Gate, and more than a hundred years ago, the final battle and bloodstained three cities summoned some strange things, as if you can't show respect for the demon god without killing a few people and putting a little blood, the most incomprehensible thing is to see that the world is peaceful and people are living well, and they always have to make some movements to announce their existence.

Dragons can alter droughts, and there are certain beings that can create droughts......

Three bends.

Once named after the continuous turning of the river, the three bends are desolate and desolate, the dry river bed is bare, and only a deep gully full of pebbles remains, and the riverbed has a few hardy weeds, and insects fly around, completely losing its original appearance.

The houses in the village are only in ruins, and the walls are desolate.

The five monks carefully walked into a village with their swords in hand to find a place to rest, did not dare to light a fire, took out portable food to eat, drank water to quench their thirst, and kept someone on the alert.

This is an ancient battlefield, with rusty swords and helmets everywhere, dry bones and white bones, and the most terrifying thing is that there are monsters raging!

Monsters look like people and non-humans, the origin is unknown, it is rumored that the demon gate finally sacrificed to connect the demon world to lead to the invasion of demons, the ancient battlefield due to the surging tide of spiritual energy appeared abnormal, crisis everywhere, the remnants of evil cultivators and demon cultivators gathered in it, and the monsters left the ancient battlefield from time to time to run to the human settlement area to eat people and drink blood, and the disaster was great.

The Pure Yang Palace and the Western Sect called on the cultivation world to set up stations in the east and south of the ancient battlefield, and sent disciples and monks from the Central Plains to garrison them, hoping to stop the infiltration of monsters, but with little effect.

The reason why it doesn't have any effect is because there is no benefit or resource for killing monsters, monsters are ferocious, the same level of human race and monsters fight to kill the human race and suffer, monsters are not afraid of death, eat people and drink blood, the dead die without a full corpse, and there are not many monks willing to do thankless things.

You can't blame those monks, after all, everyone has the right to survive.

The problem is that they want to scavenge for the benefit of civilians but are unwilling to protect them, which is very interesting, it is quite the essence of the law of darkness, you are weak and you are unlucky.

Thankfully, there are people who have a human heart in mind and are working to defuse threats while ensuring safety.

The good and evil sides often fought each other in the buffer zone between the garrison and the ancient battlefield, and there was no great power, just a small fight, and many monks came here to eliminate evil and hone their combat skills with the help of monsters.

"Brother Qin, drink saliva. ”

"Thank you. ”

The young man took the water bag handed by the bearded man and poured a few sips of it, and the water drove away the heat and coolness.

Take a deep breath and wipe off any water stains at the corners of your mouth.

The young monk looked at the middle-aged woman sitting in the corner with her eyes closed, the woman held the sword in her arms and said nothing, she was the leader of this team of three women and two men, experienced in slaying demons, and it was rumored that her family had been poisoned by monsters and had a disagreement with the demon gate.

The monks who fight against the monsters have more or less enmity with the demons or monsters, and most of them are locals.

The bearded man cautiously looked up and leaned down on the wall to look around.

The three women's cultivation is slightly higher is the main force to kill monsters, and they seize the time to rest at this moment, and fight with monsters all year round are different from the common monks in the Central Plains, regardless of whether they are men and women with tenacity and calmness on their faces, their palms do not leave the blades, and they dress competently without dragging mud and water, and they are completely different from the elegance of other monks, they are more like warriors.

Some bearded people can't stand the sun.

"This sun is going to die, and Lao Tzu is about to become bacon!"

Hell, it is rumored that there are thunderstorms in some places and rivers flow again, but this ancient battlefield is dry and hot, and some people have rumored to have seen drought in the depths of the ancient battlefield, and finally this matter is over.

The young man surnamed Qin took advantage of the rest to eat the flatbread, the cake tasted bad, but it was hungry.

Suddenly, I saw a black spot on the opposite side of the river from a distance, and I didn't have to think about it, it was basically a monster that appeared alone, and the young man surnamed Qin, who had been in battle for a long time, gave a signal!

"Look! monster, but it's weird......"

The middle-aged woman swished up and hid behind the broken wall, and carefully looked at the monster that was jumping forward like a squirrel, her eyes tightened, not good......

"Retreat east! Don't be spotted by it!"

Without dragging the mud and water, the other party was too strong to go and just sent to death, there was no blood, the five of them were very cautious, and retreated towards the east under the leadership of the middle-aged female monk.

It's so strong......

What kind of monster is that?

The five people who bent down and hid in the withered grass and fled were inexplicably frightened, and felt that the power was terrifying from a distance, and the five low-level monks were no different from ants in the eyes of that monster.

Running and running, I suddenly felt like I was being pushed against the back by a demon!

"Oh no! run......"

The small black dot in the rear, which was constantly jumping forward, suddenly turned to chase the five people, it was a man who looked a little melancholy, running and chasing with an expressionless face.

"The taste of human blood, the blood of monks tastes better. ”

The middle-aged woman immediately knew what the monster with a strong aura was, the legendary Drought Fish......

No wonder there is no rain in the drought......

Just when the five people were about to be grabbed and torn apart and eaten by the drought, a flying sword rescued the five people, and a cold man fell from the sky, wearing a pure yang robe and a jade crown, he was a celebrity in the station!

"It's Pure Yang Zhuo Feng senior! Zhuo senior has come to save us!"