After shouting at Ling Linhan, Shi Yudi clenched her fists and stared at her back in the distance.

"Senior brother, what is the relationship ......between this senior and senior Ling?"

Passerby A looked at Shi Yutu and the senior brother next to him and asked, but before the words fell, Shi Yutu turned his head and looked at him coldly.

"It's comfortable to watch the play, I don't know how to cultivate in this fallen place, Guangze Academy is raising you theater-watching wastes every day!

The monks of Guangze Academy, who were watching the play with a coercive reprimand, were stunned for a moment, and when they reacted, Shi Yutu had already left.

On the other side, Jun Cha and Jian Gui had just arrived outside the city, and Ling Linhan chased them out, and then Shi Yudi also came out with Ling Linhan.

Reiki turned into a type, turned into an index finger and a thumb, and came towards Jun Cha and Jian with a tyrannical aura.

It's a pity that he made a trip to bite the gold halfway, and the rouge water-colored water sleeves of the master who chased after him blocked the aura with a wave of his sleeves.

Jun Cha looked at Shi Yudi's slender body in front of her, and she looked at Ling Linhan with a pair of cat's eyes that her face was dark.

Juncha has a big question mark on his head???

"Ling Linhan, you want to arrest someone, I don't want you to get your way, you want to run, how can there be such a good thing in the world!"

Ling Linhan, who was tall and slender on the other side, looked at Shi Yudi, who had ruined his own affairs three times and twice, and no longer cared about the old things at the moment, and conjured up a long sword and stabbed at the woman.

The woman's beautiful cat's eyes widened, with a hint of gloom, but the water sleeve in her hand flew out like a spring water.

It's a pity that it's not just the woman intentionally or unintentionally, the rouge water-colored water sleeve is like a thin membrane, and it is pierced by the sword blade at once.

At this moment, Shi Yu's cat's eyes looked at Ling Linhan coldly, as if if Ling Linhan really stabbed him, something irreparable would happen.

The cold sword blade was merciless, just like the cold man on the other side.

All of a sudden, Shi Yudi's shoulder blades turned red.

"Okay!good!Okay!Ling Linhan, I have protected these two people today, and I want to take them away, you have died of this heart!"

The woman looked at the cold man fiercely, immediately stood up, threw out a huge hammer from her hand, and slammed it at the man.

The earth-shattering giant hammer, with a shaking coercion, suddenly darkened a little.

Ling Linhan also looked much smaller under the giant hammer.

The hammer collided with the sword, and sparks flew in one fell spark. The shock wave generated by the two sides shook all of a sudden, and Juncha turned around and ran. Jian Gui's figure froze, and he fell behind Jun Cha.

It's a pity that the aftermath was too fast, and the two of them were bombed dozens of meters away at once.

The gods fight, and the imps flee.

Jun Cha got up in embarrassment, looked at Jian Gui, who fainted because of the aftermath, and didn't wait for a reaction. A pair of giant hands clamped down on the two of them at once, taking them away.

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

And on the other side, the Holy Snow Domain.

The sound of the battle shook the sky, and the blue-veined Moluo clan and the human race fought on the vast snowfield. The cold wind and snow scorched this group of desperate monks like a white cold flame, leaving them with cracked marks.

The cold white snow of the wasteland is dyed with roses, like the cold plum blossoms blooming in the snow with a little evil aura.

The wind was blowing, and suddenly a wave of fear was blown into the hearts of everyone on the battlefield.

The heart was suddenly pinched and tightened by the giant hand, and everyone was cold, their eyes were dizzy, and they even had less air to breathe.

This......

Before he could speak, a burst of darkness struck, and the snowfield battlefield was engulfed in one fell swoop, leaving no trace of life.

A corner of the Holy Snow Domain is like a big black hole that has been broken, pouring wind into the entire Holy Snow Domain. It's like a worn-out bellows, creaking and moaning.

The Spirit Realm is broken!

The walls of the plane, which had been so strong for millions of years, broke without warning on the battlefield.

When the major sects of the Demon Luo Clan, the Demon Clan, and the Human Race received this news, everyone suddenly froze and felt chills.

The Cangling Realm is broken, so how can they live?

It's all to blame for the selfish desires of the Moluo (Terran), otherwise there would be no war!

Why the war?

When did the Cang Spirit Realm become so fragile?

For a while, countless problems came across the board.

Disputes, questions, and hostilities erupted throughout the Soul Realm.

The heads of several major sects gathered in the Guiyuan Hall with a headache.

They had expected that the worst outcome of the Spirit Realm would be the shattering of the plane wall, but they didn't expect it to be so fast.

Before starting a war with the Moro Clan, they were also worried that the war would accelerate the aging of the Spirit Realm.

But not going to war means that large tracts of land will be lost, and a lot of resources will be lost. At that time, the contradictions in the cultivation realm of the entire Cangling Realm will be even more intense.

And the newly-born Moro clan didn't know what the reason was, and they were bent on going to war, and they didn't give the slightest chance to negotiate peace.

The snowfield battlefield naturally opened up.

Everyone frowned, exuding anger.

"Are you ready with the materials to repair the walls of the plane?"

The head of Chongming pinched his brows, and his voice was a little tired.

The plane wall is broken, and naturally it needs to be repaired. If it continues to be broken like this, it will only be a few decades, and the entire Cangling Realm will disappear.

"Send a message to the Mora and ask them to negotiate peace. If you don't make peace, you die. ”

The head of Chongming didn't understand that the Moluo clan had to go to war before. He didn't believe that the head of the Moluo clan was brainless, and he didn't know that the current Cangling Realm was an old man who was about to die, and he couldn't afford to toss a little.

It's a pity that those of them who know the fragility of the Cangling Realm still ignore the Cangling Realm and start a war.

On the other side of the Holy Snow Domain, Xin Zi was lying on his side in a dark robe, and the hem of his skirt was dyed with large swaths of golden flowers.

The small white toes are coated with a fire-like dancome, which has a strong impact on the eyeballs.

The whole person was shrouded in shadows, and his half-squinted beautiful eyes were slightly raised to listen to the news reported by the clansmen below.

Broken.

Xin Zi smiled coldly, it seemed that he had gotten away and played with himself.

"Send a message and tell the Terrans that we will make peace, but on an equal footing. ”

The people below looked at the supreme head respectfully and retreated respectfully.

Xin Zi, who was lying on his side, slowly got up and looked up at the dark sky, there were dozens of wars large and small, many people died, and the task of the birth of the Moluo clan was almost completed, and it was time to be thrown away.

It's just that this time I was played off, and I don't know if Tiandao will dare to give birth to a new race next time to reduce the burden on my body.

The woman smiled maliciously at the dark night sky.

She shook her head with a sigh again, but unfortunately, everyone was used to help Tiandao recover, and she couldn't escape.

Born in the spirit of the cangling, died in the spirit of the cangling.

That's what the end result is for most people.

Xin Zi's white and tender little feet stepped on the dark Xuanjing, and slowly walked out of the palace.

If the hundred clans had had a little more awe of the Cangling Realm, this catastrophe might have been a long, long time later.

It's a pity that it wasn't at the beginning. Without the beginning, their Moluo clan would not have been born according to the destiny of heaven.

If you sow the cause, you will reap the effect.