In the early morning, when the first light shone into the small city of Tangu, the first scream suddenly broke out in the south of the city.

The screams quickly spread throughout the city, waking up the people in the valley.

Then the people who walked out of the house were horrified to find that the immortals had gone crazy.

At first, it was the immortals who fought in the air, but the few immortal elders who had lost their minds were obviously more advanced in cultivation, and they slashed and slashed all the way with their swords, so that the other immortals were powerless to fight back.

Blood was sprayed all over the sky, and the mortals had already taken refuge in their homes to avoid the disadvantages, but what they didn't expect was that when the immortals had no time to take care of the mortals below, the real disaster would begin.

At first, the house collapsed because of the sword qi of one of the white-robed immortal elders, and he swept towards the blue-robed cultivator with a sword, wanting to stop his advance, but the blue-robed cultivator was so easy to deal with.

I saw that his wrist shook, and after pulling a sword flower, he bounced this sword qi across his chest.

That sword qi finally landed on the roof of a room below, and the sound suddenly shook the sky, and the tiled house collapsed in an instant.

"Daddy!" a toddler cried, apparently his own father crushed in the rubble.

As he was crying, someone nearby rushed over and picked him up and fled the ruins as quickly as he could, not bothering to save the people in the ruins.

The others fled one after another, and since their homes were no longer safe, it was obviously better to escape from the valley.

For a while, the surging crowd crowded at the city gate, but the more anxious they were, the more they could not get through.

Looking at the head again, the immortal elders were fighting happily. Originally, it was only seven or eight immortal elders, but now it has evolved into a melee of hundreds of people.

The sword light and sword shadow, the spell is gorgeous, and from time to time, there will be sword qi or aftermath injured by mistake.

The smell of blood was everywhere, the houses in the market were crumbling in pieces, and there was a rumble and weeping in the ears, and purgatory on earth was nothing more than that.

Gradually, those immortal elders were no longer concerned about the mortals under them because of the stalemate of the battle.

The first to fall was the old man who guarded the city gate.

Now there is no emperor in Tangu, and the immortals do not govern the affairs of the immortals on weekdays, so guarding the city has become a spontaneous job, counting the old Ding Tou, their family has three generations to guard the city gate.

His favorite sentence on his lips on weekdays is that he is a person who is half-cut into the ground, and now he is naturally unwilling to flee with everyone, his son Ding Shoucheng is at the city gate to guide the people, and he will take his grandson to run all over the city to lead some children who are separated from their parents to the city gate in an orderly manner.

At that time, Lao Dingtou was holding a doll with a sky-high bun in his left hand, and a half-grown child in his right hand, and was walking towards the crowd. And just when he turned a street corner, the sky was full of red light for a while, and a huge magic circle above his head was blasted open by the cactus on the top, and it was cut off to the ground with the sound of breaking wind.

"Ayah, run!" the child in his arms shouted as he pointed to the air.

However, how can a mortal's reflexes match the Immortal Circle?

Lao Ding Tou understood that it was impossible to escape death, so he first carried the half-grown child in his right hand and threw it forward, and then threw the doll in his arms together, shouting to his grandson Xiaoding as he threw it, "Bao'er!

Xiao Ding was not far away, after listening to the shout, he let go of the child held by his hands, and subconsciously reflexively pounced forward, this pounce was able to catch the doll thrown over, and the child who was thrown over and fell into disgrace didn't even care about crying, and the desire to survive made him ignore the pain, and he got up and ran behind Xiao Ding.

Rumble!

Then only a loud noise was heard, Xiao Ding was instantly lifted by a wild wave, he held the doll in his arms with both hands, and after rolling on the spot several times, he heard a sigh from the crowd behind him.

In the distance, the scarlet circle hit the ground inch by inch, and dust flew up.

Xiao Ding just hugged the child, looking at the cracked soil in a daze, the child in his arms seemed to feel something, and howled for the first time: "Woo, Aya!"

Someone in the crowd began to sob, and they were so small in front of the immortals.

And the fear will spread, with the first cry, the people on the side can't control it, some people cry, some people shout to avenge the old Dingtou, but no matter what reaction they have, the immortals on the top don't know anything.

Even if you know about it, you don't really care.

Because only a few breaths after this tragedy happened, a wave of energy swept through the sky, and then a group of people were thrown to the ground, bleeding from their mouths and noses.

Xiao Ding still held the doll to himself, he got up and walked towards the cracked land.

"Aye, where are you, Aye?" Xiao Ding waved the dust in front of him and shouted at him, but he couldn't see anything after the smoke cleared.

It turned out that the circle dissipated after cracking the soil, and the mud under the ground rolled into a ball, and even if people were still alive, they must have been buried underneath.

He turned around and walked to the crowd, put the doll on the ground, patted his head lightly with his hand, and said, "Little Bao'er, you go to find your father and mother first." ”

Then he turned over and rushed to the dirt pit, but the doll refused to go, stubbornly staggering, trying to catch up with him, and called out: "Brother." ”

"Brother, slow down, Brother, you wait for me. The doll chased him in a rolling circle, her delicate palms rubbing the ground, breaking her skin, but she would not cry anymore.

Xiao Ding couldn't care about anything at this time, he just wanted to find Aya, he didn't believe that Ayah would die.

He quickly ran to the big pit made by the magic circle, jumped down, and then dug the soil with his bare hands, shouting as he plowed: "Aye, hold on, I will save you." ”

Between the mud and sand, there was a little bean Ding beside him, the doll held a small short hand, and followed Xiao Ding to dig the soil together, the sky-high bun on the top of his head shook and swayed, and he shouted in a milky voice: "Aya, we will save you." ”

But when the manpower was poor, Xiao Ding's hands gradually broke and began to bleed, and Xiao Douding on the side also began to feel a little weak, sitting on the ground in a daze, tears falling down.

Before Xiao Ding was desperate, there were a few more bangs around him, and gradually Xiao Ding saw a lot of people jumping into the pit, all of them were men with great strength, they were either carrying dick things, or simply holding some pots and pans.

One of the bearded men walked over, leaned over and picked up Xiao Douding, turned around and handed it to the woman outside, then turned around and patted Xiao Ding's shoulder, and said, "Your father is helping our Lao Tzu Niang, then we will save you Aya together." ”

After a few words of advice from the woman on the top, she took the child and left first, and the young men who jumped down were digging in full swing. Everyone present was thinking that Lao Ding's head and body were hard and strong, and he would definitely be able to save him.

Their momentum here is so close that the immortals in the sky are also sideways, but this side of the eyes is causing trouble, the crazy immortals, lifting the sword is a few sword qi hit the big pit on the ground, someone can't dodge, and they are killed on the spot.

His life was at stake, and Xiao Ding couldn't let others follow him to death, so he waved his bloody hand and shouted: "Don't save it!