"Boom, boom"

The sound of an explosion in the air shook the sky above Boulder City. There were still three faint clouds of smoke trailing above the blue sky. Hearing a loud noise, the residents of Boulder City came out one after another.

Seeing such a vision, some people were surprised and said, "Look, there are gods descending on our Megalith City. ”

Some people also said: "The gods are coming, God bless me in Megalith City, and the wind and rain will be smooth for the country and the people." ”

There are people who kneel on the ground and worship the clouds in the sky.

But they are all different, with awe in their eyes.

Song Zhijie walked all the way in the direction of the spread of the aura of the cell.

Their speed was so fast that the flying swords rubbed in the air to form a loud bombardment.

They flew with their swords, and they heard voices all the way, but they could only see the mortals with three cloud tails.

Mortals are no different, they all bow down to the ground, worship, and some people make wishes.

Not long after, Song Zhijie and the three came to a country road with a heavy smell, and they saw a thin and dry corpse without a trace of blood.

Song Zhijie said to Deacon Lu: What do you think of Deacon Lu?"

"Huh"

Deacon Lu, who was called, smiled and explained to the two: "This person's breath is still there, it should be that he just died, and his essence blood has been sucked dry, this person is undoubtedly an evil cultivator, but this person is not afraid of going mad by sucking flesh and blood so much?"

"I don't know what the evil cultivators are, don't forget that you're the best at this kind of thing. But I think it's better not to meddle in things and not forget our purpose. ”

The other deacon shrugged his shoulders and said.

"Huh. ”

Deacon Lu still had a smile on his face.

Song Zhijie interjected: "I see that the front is full of blood, why don't you go to the front to take a look." ”

Song Zhijie knew that these two deacons didn't deal with each other when they were in the sect, don't look at the deacon Lu's rash appearance, in fact, he is also an evil cultivator.

In the eyes of the righteous path, evil cultivators are all existences that everyone shouts and beats.

However, the Red Dust Sect is not the right way, but it also does not belong to the evil way, there is no difference between good and evil, and most of the people in the sect will have one or two evil tricks.

Even Song Zhijie can use one or two evil spells.

And the reason why the middle-aged deacon is disgusted with Deacon Lu is that he is obviously an evil cultivator, but he has to dress up as a hypocrite who looks like a righteous person.

Hearing Song Zhijie's words, the three of them flew in the direction of the thick blood.

After a while, the three of them came to a small village, which was the place where blood was thick.

When the three of them came down from the flying sword, they saw a glance. The picture is terrible.

The smoke was everywhere here, and the fire was still burning, but there was no one to stop the fire, because there were no one to stop it, because there were no people.

Like the corpses on the country road, here, there are corpses all over the ground, and the way of death is the same, they are all sucked dry blood, their whole bodies are dry, their expressions are just frightened, they are afraid, they are unwilling, they are angry, and there are expressions that are not clear, but these people are all dead.

It should have been a, a group of mortals with a rustic style and a simple and unpretentious atmosphere, in the previous hour, they were still living well, but they didn't know that when the unjustified disaster came, they had no ability to resist, they could only be angry, unwilling, afraid, and they didn't even know what happened, so they died in vain.

They never knew that their death was merely a drain on a monk's own blood.

"Hahaha, perfect, perfect. ”

Deacon Lu seemed to see a painting that was beautiful to him.

"It's a pity, it's a pity. ”

"I didn't create this picture. ”

And Song Zhijie and the middle-aged deacon were not surprised by Deacon Lu's current appearance, or it was expected.

"That evil cultivator's aura has disappeared here, do you still want to chase it?"

Deacon Lu asked Song Zhijie.

The two deacons watched Song Zhijie wait for his fate.

Hearing Deacon Lu say that the aura of evil cultivation disappeared, Song Zhijie thought about it for a while, and carefully thought about the pros and cons of this matter.

Shaking his head, he said to the two deacons: "This matter, forget it, so far, we still investigate Shen Xu's death." ”

"As for the mysterious and evil cultivators, when I return to the sect, I will report it to the elders, and let the elders decide for themselves. ”

After speaking, Song Zhijie left with Edgeworth.

Seeing Song Zhijie leaving, the two deacons didn't say anything, and also summoned a flying sword and followed Song Zhijie away.

The fire was not extinguished, and Song Zhijie and the three of them did not know that there was still one person in this small village.

A figure came out of the grove, this is the evil cultivator that Song Zhijie was looking for just now, or Jiang Zipo.

"Huh"

"Three foundation monks, one of them is still in the middle period. ”

"For now, I'd better not provoke it. ”

Jiang Zipo said to himself. "I have just devoured more than a hundred mortals, and my cultivation has also reached the fourth level of Qi cultivation, but unfortunately, if I can absorb these three foundation building cultivators, I will almost recover to foundation building cultivation. ”

"However, I was able to be reincarnated, and it should be the credit of the wordless book in my body. ”

"This time it's really thrilling, if the memory awakens later, I may not have a chance. ”

"Time is really fast! It's been 50,000 years, and there are still a few old people alive in the past, and the old dogs who plotted against me back then should be in the fairy world. ”

"You wait, with this wordless book, I will go to the fairy world as soon as possible and settle accounts with you one by one. ”

Jiang Zipo, or rather, is no longer the original Jiang Zipo, now he is a famous tooth Taoist in the cultivation world 50,000 years ago.

He was originally a wolf demon incarnation, and he was also an invincible ancestor in the demon clan.

Fifty thousand years ago, a divine object descended from the sky, and as a Mahayana period, he obtained a divine object, a wordless book.

The book was wordless, so hard that even his best strength could not hurt it.

But the divine object is moving, and everyone in the cultivation realm knows that he has such a divine object.

The enemies took this opportunity to invite several Mahayana monks, former friends, to join the enemy in the same vein.

The Yadao people were ambushed by more than a dozen Mahayana monks who were similar to him.

This battle caused a turmoil in the cultivation realm, and the battle was fierce, and thousands of mortals were killed by the microwave of the battle.

Two fists are hard to beat four hands, let alone more than a dozen pairs of hands.

He soon bled for a long time, and the blood fell on the wordless book, and the wordless book burst out with a dazzling light.

When he woke up again, he found that he had been reincarnated.

And the wordless book was still in his body, but no matter how Jiang Zipo summoned it, the wordless book didn't move.

After learning the memories in his mind, he knew that he was imprisoned by Qian Liuhua and would die after a few sect monks came.

Jiang Zipo used the power he left on the wordless book, plus his twenty years of longevity.

Reaching the strength of about twelve Qi training, he killed two innate masters with cruel means, and finally broke the roof. Get out.

......

Chen Changan and Su Mo, who were on the other side, didn't know that the disaster was approaching.

At the other end of Chen Changan's room, where does Su Mo live now.

This is the room that Chen Changan opened for Su Mo when he was rich.

The room was beautifully decorated by Su Mo, full of flowers, pink curtains, pink bedding, everything showed Su Mo's girlish heart.

At this time, Su Mo was sitting on the dresser and shaking his head and looking at the medical books, and there were also four or five books related to medicine next to her.

I don't know if it's because I'm tired of reading books, or what, Su Mo picked up the puppet villain on the side, looked at the puppet villain, and said to himself complaining: "Stinky Chang'an, dead Chang'an, I really don't know where to fool around again, I really can't understand how you can understand these books."

I want people to read books all day long, and I say it's for my good, but it's clear that I'm an immortal cultivator, and ordinary medical books are useless to me, so I insist on reading them. ”

"Humph!"

Su Mo was still tinkering with the puppet villain in his hand as he spoke, as if he was Chen Changan.

As everyone knows, Chen Changan has a different feeling in her heart.

While speaking, the sound of "whoa, whoa" sounded outside the house, Su Mo looked out the window, and it was pouring rain outside.

"Boom, boom" was a thunderclap, accompanied by a downpour.

Su Mo closed the window and put the books away, the thunder outside was too loud, Su Mo was not in the mood to read, and went back to bed, but Su Mo did not lie down and fall asleep.

Instead, he sat cross-legged and took out a spirit stone from his storage bag and prepared to cultivate.

Running the exercises, after an hour, Su Mo opened his eyes, and the spirit stone in his hand had no spiritual color, and turned into a waste spirit stone without spiritual energy.

Su Mo continued to take out the spirit stone from the storage bag,......

I don't know how long it was, a loud bang sounded from the roof, pouring down, and fell on Su Mo.

The huge abnormality made Su Mo open his eyes and see a thrilling scene.

I saw that the roof was lifted, and the heavy rain fell on the whole room, and above were three monks standing on flying swords.

Song Zhijie and the three of them searched with their divine senses in more than a dozen county towns within the scope of Boulder City.

But when they were in Ming County, they found an anomaly here. Under the cover of the divine consciousness of the three people, they found that there was a monk of the third level of Qi cultivation here. That's not why they landed here, because they found something amazing.

Thunder and heavy rain, but the rain did not, staining the corners of their clothes.

The three of them used mana to form an invisible shield around themselves.

Song Zhijie looked at Chen Chang'an's room, mana was released from his palm, and the two flags in Chen Changan's room seemed to be summoned.

The flag rose from the spot, passed through the wall, and came to Song Zhijie's hand.

And now the flag has changed its appearance and revealed its original form. Black, the words on it became Immortal Twilight, and Hades took his life.

Deacon Lu said, "People are actually here, but it is really a luxury to use medium-grade spirit stones as the core of inferior magic weapons. ”

"Tell me where the others are. ”

Song Zhijie yelled at the frightened Su Mo.

At this time, Su Mo's mind was blank, and he really couldn't find why such a character came back here.

Edgeworth flies, and learns from his master that only Tsukiki monks can do it.

There is no doubt that the three people in front of him are monks in the foundation building period.

"Hey, what about you," Seeing that Su Mo was still stunned in place, the middle-aged monk said impatiently.

Hearing the voice, after seeing the middle-aged monk's terrifying face, Su Mo's whole body trembled, and his face turned pale.