Everyone in the world yearns for immortals, as the saying goes, there is no dispute with the world and wishes to become gods. I am willing to be a free fairy, the red dust of the past, and pass away with the wind. In this life, I don't want to be a mortal, I just want to live forever and be a fairy.

At the foot of the mountain, the grass is flat and rugged, and the strange grass blooms with amazing brilliance among the grasses. The cheerful singing of strange birds on the trees and the dancing of colorful butterflies among the flowers and plants attracted many spectators. The breeze blows gently, making people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and this scenery is better than fairyland. It's a pity that the good times didn't last long, the wind blew up the dancing of the colorful butterflies, the thunder woke up the intoxicated visitors, and the rain drove away the reluctant audience. After a while, the clouds were thick, and the sky seemed to be lower, making the sky particularly oppressive. In the air, a dragon of light roared in the sea of clouds, and there were bursts of shocking thunder, who dared to challenge its divine might.

I was watching the colorful butterflies struggle desperately in the storm among the flowers and plants, but they still did not escape the terrible natural disaster. The slightly more powerful creatures are long gone, and the flowers are withering in the wind. There was a loud bang, and a big tree not far away instantly turned into dust.

Just listen to the boom。。。。。。 Rumble...... There was a loud bang, and I don't know how many times the thunder struck, and it was difficult for the grass to get back to its original appearance. There is only a crystal clear grass left on the desolate earth! The grass swayed lightly with the wind, no matter how violent the wind was, it was difficult to blow it in the slightest, and with a bang, another thunder fell on the grass's body, and the grass bloomed with a green light to absorb the power of the thunder, and the grass became more and more vibrant. But the heaven and earth did not let go of this little grass, and the thunderclouds in the sky were conceived again, and the thunder turned purple in the sea of clouds.

Every time the purple thunder flashed in the sea of clouds, it was accompanied by an earth-shattering loud sound. The sound made the power of the sky seem to be extreme, and even the mountain peak was shaken and crumbling by this thunder. At this time, another thunderbolt fell on Xiaocao's body, and Xiaocao did not absorb the thunder as before. The thunder fell on Xiaocao, Xiaocao trembled violently, and the water in his body quickly evaporated. The grass looks like it could be destroyed at any moment.

Rumble...... Rumble...... The thunder roared, and the grass was like a small sail in the storm in the thunder sea. You may be killed at any time. The grass looked terriblely dry, as if it had been blown away by the wind. Fortunately, Xiaocao persevered.

It may be that all the power of thunder was released, and the dark clouds in the sky had a trace of dissipation. Xiaocao may feel the sea of clouds in the sky begin to dissipate, swaying happily. But the dark clouds in the sky condensed again, but the color was different. The clouds were as red as fire, and from a distance it looked like the whole sky was burning, exuding a scorching temperature, and the whole earth was roasted to a withered yellow. It took the lives of many living beings in an instant.

The grass no longer has its former grace, and the withered yellow leaves are burning with the rain of fire falling from the sky. The flame seemed to have a demonic nature, and it actually burned to the roots of the grass, and at this time, the grass may have known that it was afraid, and its body trembled violently and let out a sword roar. extinguished the flames around him, and his body shook a sword intent void, breaking through the fire clouds in the sky.

The fire cloud was cut into two pieces by the sword intent and did not disperse, and condensed again in the wind. However, the color changed from fiery red to blue. Blue clouds are very different from red clouds. Heaven and earth change color with the clouds again. It was the color of midwinter, and the earth changed clothes with this chill.

The white earth has a different sense of beauty, but it is not the case for Xiaocao, and the cold and freezing ground are not its living environment. The leaves of the grass like swords also withered in the frost of the sky. Its roots are sealed in it by the hard earth. This catastrophe ended here, but unexpectedly, a huge black shadow fell from the sky. There was a loud crying ghost, and a mountain peak that reached into the sky was pressed down。。。。。。