In the mansion of the city lord of White Emperor City.

Luo Fengmian stood quietly in front of the window, looking up at the dense clouds in the sky in the distance, his face was solemn.

At the table behind him sat a middle-aged man in a dark red robe.

The man's appearance is ordinary, and there is nothing outstanding, but there is naturally a coercion of the superior.

Luo Feng turned around, and when he saw the man's calm face, he frowned, "Aren't you worried at all?"

The man picked up the cup, poured himself a cup of tea, and took a slow sip, "As long as everything is under control, there is nothing to worry about." ”

Luo Fengmian glanced at the man deeply, and asked coldly, "Everything you said is under control, including my White Emperor City?"

The man's hand paused slightly, was silent for a while, and then looked up at Luo Luo Fengmian, "You can think so." ”

Hearing the man's admission, Luo Fengmian's face became ugly, and he roared, "Luo Changsheng, don't go too far!"

The red-robed man is the master of the Demon Gate, Luo Changsheng!

No one knew that he had come to Lingzhou in person, and no one knew why he appeared in the White Emperor City.

If it weren't for Luo Fengmian's title, it is estimated that no one would associate such an ordinary man with the master of the Demon Gate.

Over the years, under the leadership of Luo Changsheng, the Demon Gate has been like Zhongtian, and its power has completely overshadowed the Ghost Valley and the Five Poison Sect, which are also the three sects of the Demon Dao, and there is a faint momentum to become the first sect of the Demon Dao.

All the people who have seen Luo Changsheng have only two words for him - crazy!

Luo Changsheng is a complete madman!

No one can guess what he's trying to do, one moment he's still talking and laughing with you, the next his sword might have pierced your throat.

"Don't worry, it's just a bit of borrowing White Emperor City. Luo Changsheng chuckled.

"Impossible!" Luo Fengmian snorted coldly, "You are a demon demon, and the White Emperor City is a righteous path immortal gate, and I will never cooperate with you!"

"Do you think that if those righteous path immortal sects knew about the relationship between you and me, they would still recognize the White Emperor City as the righteous path immortal sect?" Luo Changsheng looked at Luo Fengmian's eyes and said calmly.

"And...... I want to use White Emperor City, and I don't need anyone's consent, including you!"

His voice was very soft, but when it fell on Luo Fengmian's ears, it was like a heavy hammer smashing down, there was no doubt!

Luo Fengmian listened to his words and fell silent.

He knew that if the relationship between the two was really exposed, the White Emperor City would probably face the encirclement and suppression of the Hundred Families of the Immortal Gate.

Moreover, in the face of the power of the Demon Gate, White Emperor City has no strength and no qualifications to resist.

Once his actions angered Luo Changsheng, he didn't know what else this madman would do.

In the end, he could only sigh helplessly, turned to look in the direction of Baisui Mountain, and did not speak.

His eyes showed a deep sorrow, and in the face of the impending storm, the White Emperor City could only drift away with the wind.

......

......

Near the 100-year-old mountain, streamers flew by, coming to the 100-year-old

At the foot of the mountain, he stopped.

These are all monks who have been attracted by this cloud of calamity in the sky.

In the face of Huanghuang Tianwei, even ordinary great cultivators did not dare to approach, and could only watch from afar.

"Who's in it?"

This was a question on the minds of all present.

You must know that a general breakthrough will not lead to a catastrophe, and only some existences that go against the sky will find a catastrophe.

Darkness was hidden in the darkness, and his eyes looked at the clouds in the sky with gloomy eyes.

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation, even the dark kui is afraid of, and he retreated from the hundred-year-old mountain early.

The clouds in the sky are still converging, and in the clouds, the thunder flashes, and a power like destroying the world is brewing.

"Hurry up and stop the thunder from descending into the world!" While everyone was silent, an anxious voice suddenly sounded in the crowd.

Everyone was stunned, and when they looked for a sound, they saw an old man squeezing through the crowd and running over from a distance.

Lao Dao looked a little sloppy, his gray robe was tattered, and he didn't know how many patches he had patched.

He was holding a small donkey in his hand, and the donkey's eyes were smart and he looked quite smart.

Everyone glanced at Lao Dao and laughed, "Where did the madman come from?"

Stop the Thunderbolt from descending?

Are you kidding!

The power of the Heavenly Tribulation, how could they stop it?!

"Fellow Daoists, please listen to me, this is ......"

Bang!

Before the old Dao's words could be spoken, suddenly, a terrifying thunderbolt slashed down with the power of Huanghuang Tianwei.

A destructive aura enveloped him, and the monks who had stopped near the Hundred Years Old Mountain to watch scattered one after another, for fear that they would be locked by the thunderbolt.

Lao Dao looked at the thunder that fell from the sky, his face changed drastically in an instant, and he sighed, "It's still not too late!"

Rumble!

The pale thunderbolt fell into the hundred-year-old mountain, and the mountain shook violently, as if it might disintegrate at any moment.

Countless rocks flew and fell in all directions, and all the houses at the foot of the mountain collapsed.

Countless ordinary mortals were hit by falling rocks rolling down from the mountain and died.

Outside Wangjia Village, Qin and the others built a spiritual power barrier to block all the falling rocks that rolled down from the mountain.

Feeling the descent of the thunderbolt, Qin Yibian walked out of the room.

Although he was a little depressed in his heart, it was impossible for him to watch these innocent mortals die because of this thunderstorm.

After Qin and a few people, the village chief and a group of villagers were full of panic, and they all huddled together tremblingly.

In the face of this world-destroying celestial might, ordinary mortals were powerless to resist at all, so they could only huddle together, panicked.

Now, they had forgotten to think about why the Immortal Master had come out of the village, and they didn't know what was going on with this world-destroying thunder.

There is only one fear left in their hearts, this is the fear of heaven and earth, the fear of the unknown!

The stone hid behind Qin Yi, holding the corners of his clothes tightly, and his little face turned pale because of fear.

The rolling stones kept smashing against the spiritual power barrier, making a loud bang.

Spiritual power

The barrier shook violently, ripples spreading out in all directions.

The spiritual power in Qin Yi's body was running violently, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It can't go on like this, sooner or later the spiritual power will be exhausted!" Wei Youlin said in a deep voice.

Xixihua nodded, "We have to find a way quickly, or we will all die here!"

Because of the obstruction of the spiritual power barrier, all the boulders that rolled down the mountain were piled up outside Wangjia Village.

Once the spiritual power barrier shatters, these boulders will completely bury Wangjia Village in an instant!

Qin Yi's face was ugly, and his hands supporting the spiritual power barrier trembled a little.

He already had a very serious injury in his body, and he couldn't support it at the moment.

Looking at the boulders that kept crashing into him, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes.

He bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the essence and blood in his body burned drop by drop, and his face instantly turned pale.

A stream of pure spiritual power erupted from his body, and the originally shaky spiritual power barrier gradually became stable.

"You're crazy!" Xihua felt Qin Yi's actions and scolded.

Qin Yi burned not the blood of the great goblin in his body, but his own essence blood!

For a monk, essence blood is the most precious thing of self, the condensation of an essence.

Often, if a drop of essence blood is lost, it will take at least a few years of cultivation to make up for it.

Wei Youlin also looked at Qin Yi with a shocked expression, he didn't understand why Qin Yi did this.

For them, it is best to be able to save these mortals, and if they can't, it's not a big deal.

They just need to do their best, there is no need to work so hard for these mortals.

Qin Yi ignored Wei Youlin and Xihua's reactions, and said in a deep voice: "Shishi, quickly take the villagers out of here!"

"Huh, I ...... Can I?" the stone was stunned for a moment, and a hint of timidity appeared on his face.

"Stone, now the village may be buried by boulders at any time, you have to be like a man, be brave, don't be afraid!" Qin Yi shouted in a deep voice.

Rumble!

There was another loud bang, and a huge falling stone slammed into the spiritual barrier.

Qin Yi snorted, his hand sank, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Immortal Master!" Shi exclaimed in surprise when he saw the blood spilling from the corner of Qin Yi's mouth.

"Hurry up and get out of here with the villagers!" Qin Yishang's spiritual power shook slightly, and the stone flew into the villagers.

The stone got up from the ground, glanced at Qin Yi who was standing in front, gritted his teeth, and roared loudly: "Everyone come with me!"

These villagers had wanted to leave this place for a long time, but now that they saw someone taking the lead, they got up in a panic and ran away with the stones.

Qin Yi saw the stone leaving with the villagers, a smile appeared on his face, and he hurriedly tore a narrow crack in the barrier on the way they fled.

One by one, the villagers burrowed into the cracks, left Wangjia Village, and disappeared into the darkness.

"Immortal Master, you must be fine!" The stone turned his head and took a deep look at Qin Yi's shadow, and then turned away as well.

The boulders are still rolling down, and Wangjia Village looks extremely small under such a natural disaster.

In the darkness, the spiritual barrier above the village became the only source of light.

"Let's hurry up and go!" Wei Youlin said.

"Wait a minute!" Qin Yi glanced at the villagers who had not finished leaving, and said in a deep voice.

"After a while, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to leave......" Wei Youlin's eyes showed a hint of worry.

Qin Yi fell silent, a hint of struggle flashing in his eyes.

Indeed, Wei Youlin and Xihua have no obligation to take risks for the sake of these village names, and it is very unfair to them to drag the two of them to stay together.

But once they are gone, they alone will not be able to resist the falling rocks in the sky......

For him, it was now a dilemma.

"Let's hold on to a stick of incense for a little longer!" Xihua saw Qin Yi's difficulties and spoke out to help him out of the siege.

Wei Youlin hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Okay, at most, I can only leave a stick of incense!"

In the sky, the thunder roared continuously, and the thunder roared like an angry dragon, with the breath of destruction, towards the hundred-year-old mountain.

Buzz –

Suddenly, four pillars of light lit up in the hundred-year-old mountain, and there was a figure in each pillar of light, and the four figures rose into the sky and went straight to the thunder!