The figure in the hall disappeared in a blink of an eye, but Qingqiu Zhu was full of melancholy.

She looked at the nine-tailed jade god lying lazily on the cloud bed above again, and couldn't help but say, "Sister, the epoch calamity is coming, entrust the little guys of our clan to that kid, is it okay?"

The catastrophe of the era, the end of the heavens.

Under the devouring of the abyss, all things will be destroyed, and no matter how powerful the immortals, even the supreme powerhouses above the Heavenly Monarch will struggle in the catastrophe and die for a lifetime.

A mere kid of the Five True Monarchs, has the ability to protect the seeds of the clan so that Qingqiu's bloodline will not be cut off?

"It's okay, that kid is the host of the Divine Map, at least in the early stage of the Great Tribulation.

And as long as there is this period of safety, the little ones of our clan will be enough to grow up. ”

Qingqiu Yu's voice is long, although the meaning of heaviness is not reduced, but it is very calm.

She glanced at her sister below who wanted to stop talking, shook her head and smiled: "As for whether those little ones can survive the catastrophe after they grow up, whether they live or die? It's all up to them." After all, we can't shelter them forever!"

This truth is naturally understood by the Great Heavenly Palace.

It's just a matter of racial continuity, and she can't help but worry.

But now that the little ones have been taken away by Lin You, the matter has come to this point, and it is useless for her to worry.

Helpless, she had no choice but to bow lightly and retreat from the hall.

When the Great Heavenly Palace retreated, the Nine-Tailed Jade God suddenly looked gloomy and muttered to himself: "I hope that the person chosen by the Ancestral God of Xiaoyuan this time is right, otherwise my clan is afraid that it will be ......."

Fengshen Palace fell silent, only the noise of Tianjiao monks in the square outside the palace became louder and louder.

At the same time, in the palace of the main gods of the High Heaven Plain, one after another Tianjiao was summoned, and the main gods sent one task after another, leaving their own hands for the upcoming catastrophe.

On the other hand, the Demon Dao led by the Yuan God Society continued to increase the intensity of the Black Tide's attack, vowing to take advantage of this Fuso Great Festival to completely stain the eternal sacred tree and unseal the Demon Ancestor who had been sealed for hundreds of generations under the Tang Valley.

The two sides of the righteous and the demon launched fierce wars again and again around Fengshen Pass, hitting the earth and shaking the high heavens, and the Fusang tree shaking.

The field of harvest, the place of trial of Fengshenguan, countless heavens poured into it like water.

For the sake of ideas, for resources, and for the sake of breaking through the sky and embarking on the road to the sky, the Tianjiao actually competed with each other, hitting the ground and the sky was dark.

One by one, the proud sons who were originally proud of the sky were knocked to the dust in the competition, and countless ordinary monks who were originally unknown rose up and became the strongest Tianjiao who stood high for nine days.

Countless people gathered around the Supreme Tianjiao, forming a powerful force, and constantly climbing towards the top of the Fusang Divine Tree above the Nine Heavens.

Lin You was directly thrown into the harvest field by the power of the Nine-Tailed Jade God's great supernatural power, and continued the Tianguan trial.

His joining was like a round of the sun falling into the sea, and it immediately boiled the originally calm ocean, and countless Tianjiao eyed him.

Rumble!

The red gold divine flame flowed into the sky, and a heavenly sword slashed the sky, and actually cut down a powerful immortal Tianjiao in the sky.

Lin Youyou stood high for nine days, looking down at the crowd on the ground below like an emperor, and countless people were terrified.

"Such a powerful ghost, even the little war immortal was killed!"

"Now that he's finished, Battle Immortal Ling Yang won't let him go!"

......

The monks on the earth talked a lot, pointing at the sky demon gloating, only to feel that a great war was coming, and they happily ate melons.

Battle Immortal Ling Yang is the strongest Tianjiao who rose in this Fusang Festival, and it is rumored that he has broken three levels in a row, and now he has reached the seventh level.

There are twelve heavenly generals around the war immortals, and outsiders are known as little war immortals.

These little war immortals guarded the heavenly passes everywhere, recruited troops and horses, and created momentum for the war immortals Ling Yang, intending to compete with those ancient clans and the strongest Tianjiao in the Great Sect.

I don't know if Lin You was unlucky or the nine-tailed jade god deliberately, as soon as he came to the harvest field, he bumped into a little war immortal.

As soon as the other party saw the ghost coming, he didn't say a word, waved his subordinates and stepped forward to bombard Lin You.

This angered him, and he immediately divided thousands of ghost clones, slashed the enemy army, and killed the little war fairy who didn't have long eyes.

After a fierce fight, even if the little war immortal had the power of the war immortal, he could not defeat the ferocity of the phantom demon after all, and was slashed in the sky, dying into flying ashes, and there was no scum left.

At this moment, Lin Youchu's robe was hunting, the small abyss long knife in his hand was shining with a crimson demon pattern, and the abyss was dark and empty, and he really had the demeanor of destroying the world, which made countless cultivators tremble.

It's a pity that this kind of posture is really not what Lin You wants.

Just this image of the devil, going out for a turn can stop the child from crying at night, after a long time, others can't help but throw all kinds of black pots on him!

He is a dignified and honest gentleman, and Lin Dashan, who is admired by the villagers in the street, can't become a big devil.

Not good, not good!

Thinking of this, Lin Youyi traveled for a long time, went a hundred miles away, found a hidden mountain to fall down, put away the Xiaoyuan knife, transformed into a middle-aged beautiful beard, and then Shi Shiran embarked on the road of trial and walked towards the opposite side of the harvest field.

The harvest field is a vast plain, with five grains everywhere, and the sea of golden wheat waves everywhere, boundless.

The wind blows, like the waves of the sea, the sound of "whooshing" is endless, giving people a kind of harvest joy and tranquility.

Lin You walked in the fields, rarely indulging in the sea of harvest, and his mind was relaxed.

Along the way, Wong Tai Sin escaped from time to time between the ridges, and flocks of chirping finches flew by.

Compared with the previous few heavenly passes, it seems that this harvest field is much quieter.

For a few days, Lin You didn't encounter anything bad, and walked through a large area of wilderness very comfortably.

I thought he would walk through this Tianguan leisurely like this.

Boom!

A hill in the distant sky shattered, and among the rubble in the sky, a ball of light crossed the sky and smashed down to the foot of the forest with a "bang".

Lin You looked down and found that it was actually a golden prismatic gem, shining pale gold in the sun.

"Roar! Give me back the heart of the harvest!"

The heavens shook and roared, and a thousand-foot giant rose up in the shattered hills, covered with straw knots, with a sickle in his hand, and cut Zhou Tian horizontally, until the monks who fled in the rubble exploded on the spot.

The terrible screams continued to sound, and a group of survivors flew towards Lin You's side in panic.

Obviously, they were here to pick up the gem in front of Lin You, and there was no lack of meaning to lead the water to the east. ，

So, I saw the scarecrow behind the group of people step forward, rushed closer, waved the sickle, and slashed the sky.

A group of monks changed color and scattered like flies fleeing in a hurry, and no one reminded Lin You.

The scorching sword light cracked through the void, and it actually brought black marks, and the power was amazing.

Is this the monster in the Harvest Field?

Scarecrow?

It's kind of interesting!

Although he was very impatient to be broken by someone's peaceful state of mind, Lin You was not a person who was afraid of things.

I saw him wave his sleeves at will and shake it hard.

There was a soft sound of "popping", the big sleeves beckoned the wind, the tornado soared into the sky, whistling and roaring, a pillar of wind rose from the earth, and the angry dragon broke through the sickle, and hit the scarecrow with a blow, and actually rolled it up to the sky.

"Scarecrow, you must be afraid of fire!"

Looking at the scarecrow that kept roaring in the sky, Lin Youda's sleeves waved again, and he swung out a red gold fire dragon and slammed into the scarecrow.

Suddenly, the hula flame burned the sky, the sky was red, and the scarecrow was burned into ashes without a few roars, and dissipated with the wind.

It's a bit weak!

Lin You said secretly in his heart, dissipated the wind and fire, raised his hand to the ground, and took the golden gem.

What is this?

He casually looked at the gem as a group of monks gathered again and pointed at him from afar.

"Boss Zhou, the heart of the harvest was won by that person, what should I do?"

"What else can I do, let him hand it over!" said a fierce man who was blind.

"This ...... Boss Zhou, that person just killed a commander-level scarecrow, that's an immortal and demon-level monster, let's go over like this, will we be killed by that person?"

"What are you afraid of? Look at the man's shot just now, it is obvious that he is using flames to overcome the scarecrow, and his combat power may not be very strong!"

Boss Zhou calmly analyzed, and everyone nodded again and again, and said: "Besides, the one standing behind us is the Son of the Holy Light, and he doesn't dare to disobey the Divine Will of the Holy Son!"

"Not bad, the Holy Son is invincible, pushing the sky horizontally, no one can have a fight, just the mountains and wilderness are scattered, and if you don't obediently bow your head!"

"Let's go, let him hand over the heart of the harvest!"

A group of people roared loudly, and under the leadership of Boss One-Eyed Zhou, they approached Lin You.

"Monk Ulna, return our heart of abundance!"

An unceremonious and unreasonable voice came into Lin You's ears, and he turned his head to look, and saw that the group of survivors just now had surrounded him at some point, and the first one-eyed dragon was looking at him with a cruel smile. ，

Is this gem called the Heart of the Harvest?

Lin You's heart flickered, a dangerous smile appeared on his face, and he squinted: "What are you talking about, but this gem, tell me, what is it for?"

"Phew, what's the use of it? That's not something you can get your hands on, just hand it over!"

The one-eyed dragon spat at Lin You's feet, and stretched out his hand in a frenzy, signaling Lin You to quickly hand over the gem.

This attitude of no one in his eyes stunned Lin You, and he wondered where he got such a big temper?

Shaking his head, he didn't bother to ask, he flicked the sleeves of his robe casually, and the wind whistled in the sky, and countless wind blades swept towards the surrounding monks.

"What a gut, dare to disobey the will of the Holy Son, damn it!"

The one-eyed Zhou boss looked at the wind in the sky, and immediately changed in shock, raised his hand and flew out a sword, the sword vaporized into a dragon, the dragon soared, swallowed the huge mouth, and rushed to bite Lin You.

Looking at the rushing sword qi dragon, Lin You was very surprised that this arrogant one-eyed dragon actually used a sharp and light weapon like a flying sword.

He didn't dodge or dodge, let the sword qi swallow up, and the earth shook with a "boom", and the earth rose with dust and smoke.

"Boom...... Dare to oppose my Holy Light Society, and kill yourself!"

The one-eyed dragon monster smiled, but he didn't notice that the eyes of the four-faced little brother were becoming more and more frightened.

I heard a little brother say in great horror: "Old, old, boss, wind, wind, wind......"

"What wind? you kid ......"

Before the words fell, there was a long groan that shook the sky, and a cyan wind tornailed across the earth.

Silently, this wilderness turned into sand, mud and powder, and a radius of ten miles became a small desert.

After ten breaths, the wind dragon dissipated, and in addition to Lin Youran standing there leisurely, there was only a frightened and paralyzed little minion looking at him with frightened eyes.

What kind of Zhou boss and other monks were all swept into ashes under the wind dragon.

Lin You pinched a Qingguang Spirit Sword in his hand, looked at the minions on the paralyzed ground with a smile, and said amiably: "Little brother, may I ask what is the heart of this harvest?"