"Thunderbolt - boom!"

Spring thunder and torrential rain poured down, and the gray sky was pouring down, mixed with charred black mud and earth clods frantically lapping the ground.

The heavens and the earth are dark, the sun and the moon are lightless, as if the upside-down heaven and earth are still chaotic, and the day and night are indistinguishable.

"Boom!"

Silver-white lightning streaked through the dark sky, illuminating the space in an instant...

The peaceful village is long gone, and now the torn mountains, the uprooted mountains and forests, boulders, dead wood, countless dismembered corpses, indescribable strange things... Messy, flying, piling up, washed by the rain, infested with scarlet... It's a terrifying hell on earth!

What kind of calamity did this devour countless creatures in the surrounding fifty miles in an instant, and actually taught the ancient town of drinking water, which had been prosperous for hundreds of years, to be unrecognizable and destroyed in one fell swoop!

“... What kind of murderer has done such a vicious and evil thing that has completely lost his conscience and heart! If I find out, he will surely be scattered with ten thousand swords, devouring his heart and soul!"

Click!

Gravel splashed, someone smashed the stubborn stone with one palm, and the angry sound shook the rain and fog and pierced the eardrums.

In charge of this area is the 'Chaoyue Sect' of the Qingzhou Territory of the second-rate sect in Dongzhou, they are the closest to this place and the fastest, and the earth-shattering changes within the sect's sphere of influence have taught them how dare to slack off for a moment.

Round hats, one fat and one thin, standing on a high place, two hazy figures can be faintly seen. Under the lightning strike, the two of them were full of terrifying and terrifying images.

Boom –

The thunder and torrential rain shook people's hearts, and the two stood in the ruins on all sides, and from time to time, disciples hurried over, waving their hands and saluting.

“... Uncle Yu, three villages disappeared at the original site after searching for thirty miles to the north, and the corpses were everywhere, and no living mouths were found. ”

“... Yu, Uncle Yu, the west searched for thirty miles of Dawu Mountain traverse collapsed, the base of the mountain moved five miles, four villages disappeared, except for the wreckage did not see any survivors. ”

“... Back to Master, the green lake in the east thirty miles is buried in rocks and piled up into hills, and there are no living people..."

Humpty Dumpty clenched his fists in his hands, gritted his teeth and gurgled his eyes, his pupils wide with anger, and his eyes cracked. The thin monk standing next to him didn't look at it much, only the muscles at the corners of his mouth pulled at his beard and twitched, and it was obvious that his anger was hard to hide.

Dead, all dead...

Tens of thousands of living beings in the nearly half of the Bluestone Mountain Range turned into a dead place overnight! No one survived, none survived! No one survived!!

The short and fat monk was drenched in the rain and listened quietly to the reports of his disciples, his clenched palms trembling. He held back his anger, and his round face was covered with an imperceptible look of fear.

If it is really such a powerful person, it is to find the door, but I am afraid that I can completely wipe out the Chaoyue Sect at will.

"......Who? It must be a cult remnant, and only those brutes would do such an evil thing that destroys human nature!"

The disciples on all sides hung their heads and were silent, and they didn't dare to shout directly. In the rain, the irascible uncle kept shouting and scolding, and the cruel scenes they saw around them or listening to the reports of their fellow disciples all taught them to be horrified and terrified. There are even many disciples who tremble and tremble, their eyes turn up and down, and they can't suppress the overturning of the river and the sea in their stomachs, if it weren't for the two seniors in front of them, they would have lost control and vomited on the spot.

"Eh, such cruel methods are indeed the same as cults!"

The thin monk shook his head and sighed, he was still calm and calm at this time, and listened to him sigh: "But the cult was exterminated by the Five Great Sects as early as three hundred years ago, it is impossible for Dongzhou to appear now, even if it is resurrected, it is impossible to act so blatantly when the vitality has not recovered." ”

The Humpty Dumpty monk snorted and said angrily: "I'm afraid that those remnants of the cult have discovered some secret treasure and have taken advantage of it to rob and kill innocents! Moreover, the cult has always acted unscrupulously, and it is not difficult to suspect that even such crazy actions have been made. It's still clear to the sect and make plans early. ”

The thin monk frowned: "Senior Brother Han Xu, I didn't mean that..."

The short and fat monk squinted his eyes, and said in a strange manner: "Oh, what does Senior Brother Obsidian mean? It is incomprehensible that such a big event has happened to show favor to the cult." Oh, isn't it... Senior Brother Heijue has already decided on the candidate for the murderer, no matter who he is, but if he does such an evil deed, I will ask the Moon Sect to make him pay for his blood debt!"

The wind and rain were heavy and thunderous, and the hazy black rain and fog made people feel bored and unable to calm down.

The thin monk frowned, but he was not angry, he took a deep breath and pondered, "I am not sure who that person is. However, I can remember that the tragedy of the extermination of the three villages in Liangzhou 30 years ago was committed by a great murderer called the 'human demon' land disaster! According to the Dongzhou Tongshu issued by the Cangli Sword Sect of Dongji Mountain, that person was extremely vicious and used the living soul to refine the cult's magic weapon Ten Thousand Ghost Banners, as the situation in front of him was extremely extreme..."

"Report ...... Report ......"

Before the thin monk finished speaking, someone in the rain gasped and exclaimed, and quickly ran over from far and near, this is a young disciple in a robe.

"Newspaper - teacher, uncle, there is a child in the south five miles, he is still alive..."

"Let's go!" the two said in unison, looking at each other and moving in an instant. When the disciples heard the news, they didn't think about it, and followed closely after him.

......

Winds, rainstorms, lightning and thunder!

The thick black fog blurs people's eyes, and the muddy dirt road is washed away by the rain and collapses, making it difficult to walk an inch. Fortunately, the monk can resist the wind out of thin air, explore the way through gravel and dead wood, and jump a few feet is not sleepy.

The fat and thin monks were in a higher realm and had a faster foot, and they only grabbed the disciple who had just reported and took the first step. The other disciples exerted their strength, and gradually were left far behind.

The distance of five miles was instantaneous, and the three of them landed on the gravel mound on a high place, and now there was a huge deep pit with a depression of nearly 100 zhang, and the earth was cracked and the ravines were originally the traces of being destroyed by lightning and lightning, and it was more like a huge spider web that had been torn apart.

This place was at the center of that fierce battle, whether it was the aura that was evacuated in the air and made people extremely uncomfortable, or the wreckage of broken arms that could be seen everywhere on the edge of Shiniu Village, it made people's hearts churn, and there was an indescribable evil feeling of misery.

"What about people?" said Humpty Dumpty, grumpy.

The young disciple replied in a trembling voice: "Han, Master Han, that kid fell in the middle of the giant pit, unconscious, okay... It seems that there is still a faint breath. ”

The scene in front of him was extremely tragic, and it was extremely unreasonable for a living person to be a child. The thin monk was vigilant with doubts in his heart, and admonished loudly: "Senior Brother Han Xu, be careful of deceit. ”

Humpty Dumpty had palpitations, and he was not impulsive. The jaw head took a deep breath, and a mouthful of wind gushed out from the true spirit in his throat to blow away the black mist around him, and the deep pit fifty zhang away was torn open with a clear opening.

Well?

The short and fat monk fixed his eyes on the depths of the big pit, and there was indeed a person in the depths of the pit, and the gray robe and long gray hair made people's eyes shine in this gray mist.

The gray-robed man walked under the ruins in the rain, his head hanging slightly, and the white silk stained by the rain crossed his cheeks, allowing his lonely figure to look lost and depressed, as if this storm was not enough to wash away the inexplicable sadness. Probably, there is nothing more than mourning like death in the heart, and thinking like ashes.

Beside him was a green umbrella in green clothes, green silk spreading, and the clothes fluttering were the back of a girl. These two people suddenly appeared there and did not fit into the surrounding scene, and there was an indescribable weirdness everywhere.

The gray-robed man walked forward towards the center of the pit.

The short-eyed monk was not far from the direction he was going, and a child in tattered clothes could be seen lying in the mud. Dao is the child that the disciple said in his mouth, the only survivor of this catastrophe?

Seeing that the man was getting closer and closer, the light in the right hand of the Humpty Fat Monk shone brightly, revealing a Qinggang long sword, and the scorching clear light was attached to it, and he held the sword and said, "Who is ahead? If you dare to take another step, don't blame me for being rude to the Moon Sect!"

The man in gray in the distance should not pay more attention to it, and walked forward slowly.

"You!"

Seeing that he ignored him, the short and fat monk's eyes flashed with cold light and killing intent, and the clear light on the sword was dazzling!

The thin monk pushed the young disciple back behind him, took a deep breath, his center of gravity sank, and his body tensed. His eyes were shining and staring at the gray-robed figure in the pit, his right hand under the cloak was clenched, and there was a gathering of true spirits but no sword shadow appeared.

Boom Boom –

The silver light streaked through the clouds and mist, and the thunder was deafening!

The child in the pit fell into a deep coma, his clothes were torn, his face tilted to his side, lying on his stomach in the muddy mud, occasionally breathing weakly, and his body was still rising and falling slightly.

The gray-robed man stopped in front of the child, his head held high, his gray hair fluttering in the wind under his temples, his eyes were tired and listless, as if they were closed and opened a narrow slit.

The ruins of the wilderness echoed with a slight sigh and a whisper: "The king is dead... You... still alive..."

The gray-robed man slowly stretched out his right hand and leaned towards the child.

"Senior Brother Obsidian, what are you waiting for, do it quickly!"

Seeing the gray-robed man's movements, the Humpty Fat Monk's monstrous anger could not be resisted, and he could not wait, he kicked his legs and rose straight up against the wind, and the true spirit of his whole body surged into the sword body, turning into a wind gang to tear the void!

Quick, quick, fast to the extreme! What a flexible fat man. Cultivating to the eightfold realm of the Supreme Condensation Yuan Realm, the spiritual immortal sword in his hand is his greatest reliance.

Even though the thin monk was jealous in his heart, he didn't ink the cold ice sword in his hand as soon as it appeared, and the fat monk kicked his legs and flew out, dragging a row of elongated afterimages that had already slashed behind the gray-robed man fifty feet away.

The long sword seals the throat cleanly, and anyone will die under his proud swift sword!

There was silence, and a fierce roar sounded from the reckless darkness, splashing out scorching sparks.

The body of the Humpty Fat Monk suddenly stopped in mid-air, and the long sword in his hand did not move at all, as if embedded in the rock. His sharp pupils contracted sharply, but in the corner of his eye, he saw a simple left hand pressed against the blade of the long sword, this sword body forged by a thousand forged fine iron, and his natal magic weapon burst into countless tiny cracks in the pressure of this person's two fingers...

"Click!"

He didn't believe that his sword should have cut his neck...

"Click-click-click-" The sword crumbled and turned into debris.

The natal immortal sword was damaged, and the short and fat monk's face was like a liver, and he spat out bloody water. With the next breath, his mind went blank, and the scenery in front of him quickly receded, and his consciousness turned into a hazy blur.

"Boom-"

Humpty Dumpty fell back, slamming back to where he had been with several times as fast as he had gone. The earth shook and the mud and stones splashed, and the strong impact rushed towards the thin monk's face, but the true spirit he had condensed instantly collapsed.

The hair was flying, and the strong wind pressure made the thin monk's cheeks hot and tingling, and for a moment his breathing stagnated, as if he felt like his soul was out of his body and ascended to heaven... The corners of the thin monk's mouth overflowed with blood, and the wind pressure also made him suffer a lot of internal injuries, and his body trembled uncontrollably. The cold sword faded its luster, and before he could move, he had lost the strength to resist.

The sound of thunder gradually receded, and the rain became more and more cold, and the cold wind was like condensation into ice, and the snowflakes were fluttering, but they were infected by the nameless dark aura, showing a dark gray color.

The gray-robed man sighed lightly, dispersed his terrifying qi, lowered himself to pick up the child in the soil, and muttered, "Get out!"

Originally... Originally... That's right...

That fear, the insurmountable chasm... This is not the cultivation of the Ning Yuan realm at all, there is only that supreme immortal sect in Dongzhou!

The thin monk was completely enlightened at this time, the corners of his mouth were bitter, and he immediately bowed to the gray-robed man in the pit and said, "Ignorant offense, thank you for your mercy!"

The thin monk was gone.

Without saying a word, he picked up the short and fat monk who was dying in the soil and was unconscious, and retreated with the young disciple who had fainted behind him.

The gray-robed man's body was covered with high temperature, dispelling the water stains on the gray robe from the cold steaming, and the body of the child in his arms also regained a little warmth.

He tilted his head slightly, and said to the blue-clothed girl beside him, "Ning, we... Let's go. ”

Blazing flames rose into the air, like a meteor piercing through the clouds and mist, streaking through the dark sky.

The thin monk looked up at the sky, and just in time those disciples caught up, and they took the unconscious two people in the hands of the thin monk, and no one dared to ask even if they were surprised in their hearts.

Some of them thought about it in their hearts, and were forced by the eyes of the junior disciples, and asked tentatively: "Master, what is wrong with Uncle Han?"

"What's wrong? Hmph, if you're curious, wait for him to wake up and ask yourself!"

“......”

Uncle Han Xu's violent temper was unknown to everyone in the entire Chaoyue Sect, and asked him how he fainted, what is the difference between that and death?

The disciple was dumbfounded, only glanced away and pretended not to see, and honestly shut up.

The gray snow is unusual and unsettling. The thin monk raised his hand and counted the hours, and said to himself in a deep voice: "I have not seen the dawn at the last moment, and this kind of dead air is gathered and covered by clouds and rain, and it can actually block the sun, if it takes a few months, it will definitely give birth to disaster..."

"Ah, Uncle Shi, look!" someone pointed to the dark sky.

A dazzling red light shone from the depths of the dark clouds, which were raging flames burning thick cumulus clouds in the air. The cold faded, the earth warmed up, and the clouds began to thin and glow pale.

It was not an ordinary flame, it was the 'Xuan Yan' true fire that evolved from the true spirit, immortal and immortal, vowing to burn the dark clouds shrouded in death!

The gray snow was dotted with red flames, and a faint green smoke fell from the sky. They fall on the earth, on the scorched wood, on the mutilated limbs, and burn this hell on earth.

"Tsk!"

Some disciples grinned curiously and wanted to stretch out their palms to pick it up, but Yan Xue seemed to have a unique consciousness, but the deflected trajectory floated past the sides of several people, and he was able to take the initiative to avoid the living beings.

The thin monk was knowledgeable, frowned tightly, and knew that the spiritual flame was terrifying for a moment, and he rebuked with a straight face: "Xuanyan True Fire is so terrifying that it is unbearable, how can you touch it, if you don't want to turn into scorched ashes and not even have slag left, leave here quickly." ”

As he spoke, the faces of the disciples changed in shock, and the expressions on the faces of the disciples who had just reached out to pick them up turned the color of pig liver, and the speed of escape was a little faster.