The green fields are just the day when the weather is mild.

There was a sudden thunderclap in the sky, and dark clouds began to coalesce, covering the sky above the heads of the group of human monks.

"Okay, how could it have changed. ”

Someone raised his head and observed the celestial phenomena.

Golden lightning was brewing in the dark clouds, and it hung over everyone's heads, as if it would fall at any moment.

"This, this, can't it be that a demon was born. ”

Some people speculated that they had an inexplicable fear of this vision of heaven and earth.

As if his words had been fulfilled at once, a great bolt of lightning fell from the sky and slashed at him, scorching him with electricity.

The man let out a terrible cry and rolled on the ground.

The people next to him were a little creepy, far away from him, afraid of being affected by him.

The lightning began to slash downward continuously, each time falling on the Terran monk.

In an instant, more than a dozen people suffered the same situation, and the wails were endless.

"Hahaha, this is retribution, you have sinned so much that you deserve to be damned. ”

Qing Huayu was lying on the ground, and when he saw the embarrassed appearance of the Terran monks around him, his heart was extremely happy.

"Shut up, if it's a curse, Lao Tzu will abolish you first. ”

When a Terran monk heard his insulting words, he stabbed him with a long sword.

Qing Huayu couldn't move, and closed his eyes as he saw the cold sword blade slashing by.

Guo'er, I'm here to accompany you.

A bolt of lightning swept through the sky, striking the human monk, and his arm suddenly turned into a piece of charcoal, and the long sword could not hold it, so it fell to the ground and stuck beside Qinghuayu.

Is it really damned?

The old man who took the lead couldn't help but wonder, this piece of heaven and earth was really deliberately sheltering the Qingling people, otherwise it would only split the human race, but those Qingling people were unharmed.

It shouldn't be.

This is a forgotten place, and even if there is some will of the revenant soul on the battlefield of the Immortal and Demon War, it will not affect the celestial phenomena.

Someone must be pretending to be a ghost.

"Who is the master, please show up. ”

The dark clouds are still thick, the lightning is still falling mercilessly, and more and more people are injured.

These Jindan monks can comprehend the elements of heaven and earth, but they are far from the point of manipulating the weather, and that is no longer a means that their realm can comprehend.

It is only possible to exert the Yuan Infant period above the golden pill.

That is no longer a level that they can reach, a monk in the infancy stage, can make them disappear with a snap of his fingers.

The ruthless lightning had already shattered the belief of this group of Terran cultivators, and the power of heaven and earth was not something they could compete with now.

"It's none of my business, he instigated us, and we were all deceived by him. ”

A Terran monk was on the verge of a nervous breakdown, and he pointed to the old man who was leading the way, shouting hysterically.

The old man in the lead blushed, and he was speechless at the monk's accusations.

The lightning in the sky was still falling, but it was no longer attacking the rest, just an arc of lightning shining around them.

The thick arc of electricity was like a long whip, whipping the earth, and the dirt was turned up one after another of charred ravines, which also left indelible marks on the hearts of this group of monks.

"We are all casual cultivators who participate in the bazaar, and we are bewitched by this old fellow, and we are not willing. ”

More and more people began to accuse the old man, and when they saw that the lightning no longer attacked, they quickly put themselves out of the matter, for fear that if they were slower, they would be thundered by the sky.

"Hmph, they all poured sewage on the old man, and when we discussed it that day, you all rushed to be the first. Now that the catastrophe is coming, I will leave myself clean. ”

The old man in the lead glared angrily, but his voice was quickly suppressed by everyone.

"It's not the plan you came up with, and it was said that if you pretend to be someone from Anping Mansion, you can make the Qingling clan obediently obey. ”

These people have already saved their lives, and they don't care about the so-called agreement at all.

Human nature cannot stand the test, let alone a rabble that has been put together on an improvised basis.

It's only because of interests that they are embarrassed, who is willing to use their lives to keep that ridiculous agreement.

"We were all deceived by this He Wushan, and we were called to help him, this person is a leopard and a bear-hearted, ruthless, and spicy........"

In order to show their innocence, some people have begun to speak unscrupulously.

"Huo Lao Wu, you don't have to spray people with blood, you responded most positively that day. ”

He Wu trembled angrily, and pointed at the person who spoke and glared angrily.

"He Wushan, these things were planned by you, you quickly confess your guilt, so as not to implicate everyone. ”

Someone next to them began to help, and they found that the more fierce the scolding, the farther away those lightning bolts were from them.

Everyone didn't miss the opportunity to perform, and they just did their best to insult He Wushan.

"He Wushan, I have long seen that you have a human face and a beast's heart, you took everyone, said that you would come to see the scenery, but you attacked the innocent people here, where is the reason of heaven, and the way of heaven is intolerable. ”

Some people even put on a righteous posture, as if everything that happened here had nothing to do with them.

"You people who are greedy for life and afraid of death, it is difficult to achieve great things, I am really blind and cooperate with you. ”

He Wushan also ridiculed each other in the face of everyone's abuse, and these people made it clear that they wanted to sacrifice him alone to protect themselves.

He was angry in his heart, but he was helpless, anyway, even if Lao Tzu was hit by five thunders, he would have to pull a few more into the water.

"This old horseman, the young man peeked at the lady next door taking a bath, and the middle-aged man was a turtle in the Qinglou, and when he was old, he did such a hurtful thing, we are ashamed to be with this kind of person. ”

Some people in the crowd have started to attack each other, and some things that they don't have have started to make up, and they don't care if it's real or not, as long as they can get rid of this guy, they will be safe.

"You scumbags!"

He Wushan's old face was already suffocated like a pig's liver, and he had never heard so many foul words since he was a child. He had suffered more insults in one day than he had seen in his life.

In the sky, dark clouds were thick, thunder was rolling, and lightning roared in the small space.

Everyone consciously kept their distance from the old man in the field, for fear of being punished by Tianwei.

Lightning fell continuously beside He Wushan, like a golden cage, isolating him.

Those monks still kept insulting, and all kinds of unbearable language overwhelmed He Wushan, which had to make people feel the richness of these people's vocabulary.

"Well, it's all my fault, it's my idea, I'm the bad guy, you're all good. ”

He Wushan was no longer able to argue with everyone, his whole person looked a little old, and what he regretted in his heart was not what he had done, but that he believed in this group of guys who were interested in interests.

The wall fell and everyone pushed it.

This is the ugliness of human nature.

Facing the moment of life and death, no face, any dignity, is as thin as air, empty.

The clouds cleared and the sky cleared again.

This group of Terran monks also stopped from the crazy rhetoric, and everyone had a sense of ease for the rest of their lives.

It turns out that life is so beautiful, and even the air has become so fresh.

They no longer dared to stay here, and they used their means to leave in a hurry.

He Wushan could only sigh when he saw the background of everyone leaving, and followed them on the way home.

The Qingling people on the ground couldn't react to this sudden change.

They broke free from their ropes and began to worship the sky.

It must be the gods here who can't bear to suffer such a catastrophe for their Qingling clan, and have come to rescue them from their predicament.

In the hearts of each of them, they are full of gratitude for this world.

Of course, Sora knew that all of this was done by a teenager.

This young man actually has the means to control the heavens and the earth, which makes him both surprised and sighed.

And being able to successfully resolve the crisis here made him admire the wisdom of this young man even more.

Fighting and killing is not the best way to solve the problem, I believe that these Terran monks will not have any thoughts about the Qingling people here in the future.

They must believe that the Qingling people are blessed by this heaven and earth, and this news must be widely spread, which will also become a favorable guarantee for the survival of the Qingling people.

Qingyutai and the warriors of the Qingling clan had also arrived, and they only saw the safe presence of their own clansmen, and there was no trace of those Terran monks.

The shock in his heart was incomparable, he didn't know how the two VIPs handled the situation, but he knew that the crisis was solved.

The clansmen also saw the Aokidai procession, and with tears in their eyes, they began to call out the names of their familiar clansmen.

Qing Yutai's emotions were also infected, and he shouted loudly to his people.

"Dear people, welcome, home!"

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