One by one, the huge cranes slowly passed through the black clouds and rainstorm from the direction of the reincarnation peak, flying towards the northeast, and on the back of each huge crane, there was a Shushan disciple wearing a Taoist Xuanyi. [Ran^Text^Library] []. [774] [buy]. [com]

After all, Shushan is a great sect through the ages, with a profound heritage, and all the disciples of the six veins and seven peaks heard the sound of the three short and one long warning bells that had not been sounded for six hundred years, and there was chaos at first, but soon, the elders who cultivated to the advanced disciples controlled this short-term chaos, and the six veins and seven peaks quickly returned to calm.

In the past few days, the atmosphere in Shushan has been tense, and the disciples of the six veins have been gathered in the Zhenwu Square of the Reincarnation Peak to practice and adjust, in fact, in private, the disciples of Shushan are also speculating, most of the battles are going to happen, and all the disciples of Shushan have a bottom of their psychology, and all this is coming in addition to being faster, but it is not beyond everyone's expectations.

The wind and rain are urgent, and the sky is thundering.

Yun Xiaoye and Li Ziye walked out of the room, and before they could fly to the golden top, they saw hundreds of huge cranes passing overhead, led by a huge black eagle.

Yun Xiaoxiao is very familiar with the black eagle, it is the cloud carving Buddha slave.

His face was heavy, and he muttered: "The Buddha and slave have all been dispatched, and it seems that something has changed." ”

The pouring rain, like a catastrophe, came without warning, but it was so fierce and unmatched.

The land of Bashu, which is thousands of miles away, is shrouded in violent storms and rains, and it is also permeated by the catastrophe.

Tianyuan Temple, Qingsong Temple, Mida Temple, Tibetan Sword Pavilion......

These are some small righteous sects in the waters of the Yangtze River in the land of Bashu, and in just a few hours, these small sects no longer exist.

Countless villages and towns, occupied by endless monster skeletons, these necromantic creatures, although they don't have much consciousness, do have a bloodthirsty thought in their hearts, they only have bones, but they can suck blood!

Where the skeletons of the undead passed, there was no life for humans or animals. The land of Bashu seems to have become a purgatory on earth.

Trembling in this storm, rolling in this earthly floating sea.

Who will remember this catastrophe thousands of years from now? Who will have everything that happened like this?

Tianshui City in the torrential rain was already in chaos at this moment, because not long after the catastrophe began, Ciyun Nunnery sent a disciple to inform Fu Yin. Immediately evacuate the people of the city to the west, and perhaps avoid this sudden catastrophe.

How. Today's torrential rain is pouring, and mankind, which has been at ease for thousands of years, has long forgotten the terrible legend that has been passed down from generation to generation.

When Fu Yin heard the words of the female disciple of Ciyun Nunnery, he just smiled, and did not take it seriously, while secretly laughing in his heart whether these nuns had broken heads, and at the same time respectfully sent the woman who reported the news.

It wasn't until noon that news suddenly came from the government that countless man-eating skeleton monsters had appeared in the water. is going up the river, and from time to time it will sweep this Tianshui City.

Only then did Fu Yin know that the little nun was not joking, and the legendary catastrophe had really come!

He was almost paralyzed to the ground in fright, and hurriedly dispatched men to defend the city while informing the people in the city to evacuate quickly.

The huge Tianshui City, the four urban districts in the southeast, northwest and northwest have a radius of more than ten miles. There are hundreds of thousands of people living in it, how can they flee for their lives in such a short period of time?

There was a gradual uproar in the city, one spread ten, ten spread hundreds, and countless people dragged their families and mouths, shouted to the heavens and the earth, and faced the storm. Running towards the West Gate, I just hope that I can stay away from Tianshui City, and I will be safer.

In the inn, the little girl who had just memorized the immortal golden body cultivation mantra passed on to her grandfather was faintly hearing bursts of screams and noise coming from the stormy street outside the window.

She walked to the window curiously, pushed it open and looked at it, and was startled. I saw that there were many scattered human beings on the streets with black clouds and heavy rain, as if these people were deeply afraid of something.

She turned her head and said in surprise, "Grandpa, has something happened?"

Xu Tiandi silently walked to the window, looking at the crowd below who were running towards the west gate in a panic, his eyes were full of sadness.

He said slowly: "The catastrophe has come, let's run for our lives." ”

He turned around and walked to the bed to pack his luggage and packages, holding his bamboo pole curtain that never leaves the world in one hand, and holding his granddaughter's hand tightly in the other, and walked downstairs.

In the face of such a catastrophe, let alone him now, even if his immortal golden body was not broken by Shi Potian four hundred years ago, most of them would be powerless to face this catastrophe.

Xiaoya followed her grandfather to run along the flow of people to the west gate, the number of people increased, and some people began to hold umbrellas, but unfortunately the wind and rain were too big, and soon everyone's umbrellas were blown over.

In the face of life, what is the weight of a mere rainstorm? Escape is important, who cares if they will be wet by the rain?

In the east city, in the city wall above the city gate, Ciyun Nunnery and more than a dozen Ciyun Nunnery elders stood facing east, and on the streets of the city behind them, there were thousands of female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery. In the wind and rain, these female disciples were soaking wet, and it seemed that even their bodies were trembling.

Because the rain is too heavy, the sky and the earth are lined, and the visibility is very low.

The noise in the city behind them faintly reached the ears of these people, and everyone felt an unprecedented coolness.

Suddenly, the oldest Zen Master Xiaoyue, who was standing beside Master Fan, silently pronounced a Buddha name and said, "It's here." ”

The dozen or so elders around him all heard Xiaoyue's words, and their faces turned pale.

Fan Shi Taiji looked at it, and saw that in the wind and rain, a monster in the shape of a human skeleton slowly appeared, still holding a blade in his hand.

When the first undead skeleton appears, the second and third ...... In the blink of an eye, as far as the eye could see, there was even more black pressure than the rain in the sky.

On the city wall, there were not only more than ten elders from Ciyun Nunnery, but also soldiers and servants who defended Tianshui City on a daily basis, about two or three thousand people, and they could also see clearly at this moment.

After all, these soldiers were ordinary mortals, and if it was a human on the other side, they would have the courage to fight, but the enemy who ran from the wind and rain was a blue-gray skeleton, and there were countless of them.

Where have these ordinary human soldiers ever seen such a strange and terrifying scene?

Although there was no shouting, everyone's bodies were shaking violently, and their eyes were full of fear and panic.

What to use to kill these skeleton monsters?

Bow and arrow?

These people have been dead for many years. How could he be killed again?

Master Fan took a deep breath, waved his hand, and said loudly: "The enemy has come, and in today's battle, we will all die, are you afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid!"

The thousands of female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery on the street behind him shouted in unison, and their voices even overshadowed the bursts of thunder. Seem. The majestic righteousness that looked down on the common people condensed into a monstrous dragon. I want to break through the sky.

Master Fan slowly raised his hand, holding the sword in his hand, and the sword was stained with water.

She raised her fairy sword, looked at the countless terrifying undead skeletons that were getting closer and closer, and shouted, "All the disciples of Ciyun Nunnery obey the order and guard the city gate at all costs, giving the people in the city more time to escape. ”

In fact, she also has no bottom in her heart, facing the menacing countless undead skeletons, among which there must be high-level undead creatures and human masters with peak demonic power. His own small Ciyun Nunnery, the disciples who have cultivated above the realm of the sword, there are only more than 100 people, where can they keep it?

These more than 100 Imperial Sword disciples rose into the air, and together with Fan Shitai and other elders, they shouted and galloped towards the east.

It was about 300 zhang away from the city gate. The hundreds of disciples of the Flying Edgeworth of Tzu Yun Nunnery finally came into contact with those undead skeletons.

Countless sword qi cut through the rain and shot towards the undead skeletons at the front, and hundreds of undead skeletons fell down in front of the majestic and powerful sword qi. But soon, more undead warriors pounced from behind, and what was even more terrifying was that the skeletons that were injured by the sword qi just now did not lose their combat effectiveness, and after rolling on the ground a few times, they got up again. Rejoin the black bandwagon.

The water city on the horizon is too big, and the distance between the north and south of the city wall in the east alone is seven or eight miles, how can there be more than a hundred sword cultivators who can hold such a long line of defense?

Although these undead skeletons cannot fly in the air, however, these undead creatures have no pain, no thoughts, and no feelings, and ordinary fairy sword magic weapons hit their bodies, unless the entire skeleton is shattered, otherwise soon these undead creatures will get up again and join the battle group.

As soon as they came into contact, these female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery immediately felt endless pressure.

At this time, the city gate opened, and the remaining disciples of Ciyun Nunnery, who had not reached the realm of the sky, ran out of the city gate with a roar and stood in front of the city gate.

Then, the gates were closed, and only the women stood in front of the great city, alone in the face of the invincible evil force.

Most of the soldiers defending the city on the city wall had already fled, and in the end, less than 500 of the two or three thousand men were left to hold the city wall without taking half a step back.

But these five hundred people are all ordinary soldiers, and ten ordinary soldiers may not be able to kill an undead skeleton, and there is only one death left.

The storm shook the earth, as if the end was really coming.

"Nan no Amitabha!"

A hoarse but loud Buddha horn spread in the wind and rain, and in the dark clouds in between, suddenly golden light was brilliant, as if the Buddha had descended, so that the light and hope shrouded the earth again.

An incredibly huge golden Buddha statue hung in the air, and the golden Buddha light emitted was full of righteous and vast power, and those undead skeletons seemed to be afraid of this Buddha light, and let out a clattering roar.

However, these undead creatures did not retreat, perhaps they were attracted by the golden light of the Buddhist Gate, or the Holy Monarch did not take Ciyun Nunnery in his eyes at all, and the undead skeletons that were originally overwhelming all poured towards the East City.

The sudden appearance of the Baizhang Golden Buddha showed compassion, as if he was sentimental about the suffering of the world, and wanted to save all the living beings who had sunk in the sea of suffering.

But in front of the Golden Buddha of Compassion, a withered old nun wearing a shabby robe slowly appeared, pinching the handprint of the demon, doing the demon ferociousness, where is there still a little bit of Buddha's compassion for all sentient beings?

On the one hand, we will have mercy on the people of the world and be compassionate to all sentient beings.

On the one hand, he did a ferocious demon killing and slaughtered all the creatures in the world.

Which side is the true face of the Buddha, who can say?

With the roar of the Buddha King Kong lion of the Buddha Gate Zen Master Xiaoyue, the handprint changed, and the volley was pressed down, almost at the same time, as if induction, the huge Buddha palm of the hundred-zhang giant Buddha statue behind him was also fiercely photographed from the sky.

As the process of shooting, the palm was still growing rapidly, and finally the golden palm of more than 100 zhang in size slapped fiercely on the head of the dense undead skeleton, and the entire muddy earth destroyed by the wind and rain was forced to shoot a giant palm print five feet deep and a radius of 100 zhang. Hundreds of undead skeleton warriors. Under this palm, it was slapped into powder.

The spirit of the disciples of Ciyun Nunnery was shocked, and everyone didn't seem to expect that the old nun who came to the Shiyuan Buddha Hall in the Third Buddha Hall to interpret the signed text to believers and pilgrims in the past turned out to be an unborn Buddhist master, who slaughtered hundreds of undead skeletons that could not be killed as soon as he made a move.

Seeing this, Master Fan was also extremely shocked in his heart. I know that my cultivation is still far from that of Zen Master Xiaoyue.

This hand Buddhism supreme divine power is like a divine palm. With the golden body of Luohan, it is not something that you can urge to perform.

"Zen Master Xiaoyue!"

A man's hoarse and indifferent voice came from the wind and rain.

Zen Master Xiaoyue, who was suspended in front of the Giant Buddha, slowly raised his head and said word by word: "Ancient Spirit Venerable." ”

"It's me! I said a few days ago that there would be a battle between you and me, and I didn't expect it to come so quickly. ”

As the voice of the Ancient Spirit Venerable sounded, the countless undead skeletons that had rushed to the city gate less than a hundred zhang all stopped in unison, as if they had received some secret order.

Outside the city gate, nearly a thousand disciples of Ciyun Nunnery have not moved. The only people who joined the battle group before were the disciples of the Imperial Sky Realm, and these ordinary female disciples were still standing in front of the city gate, waiting for the verdict of death.

Seeing that those hideous and terrifying skeleton monsters were about to rush to them, they suddenly stopped, and all the female disciples secretly exhaled.

In the wind and rain, the two sides seemed to be caught in a brief standoff.

Zen Master Xiaoyue said slowly: "The sea of bitterness is boundless. Never too late to mend. Why don't you put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha on the spot?"

Gu Ling Venerable's voice came slowly, and he said, "I already told you that night, you and I have different beliefs, and we look at things from different angles, and the three thousand avenues are all in the Heavenly Dao. How can you say that your shore is the shore, and my shore is the sea? Your thousand-year-old foundation of Ciyun Nunnery is not easy to come by, why don't you abandon the darkness and turn to the light and follow the Holy Monarch to do something great? Just an hour ago, the nearby Tianyuan Temple, Qingsong Temple, Mida Temple, and Tibetan Sword Pavilion have all been destroyed, so why do you insist on it?"

"Amitabha. ”

This was the Fan Master's slow ascension, and he said slowly: "What the donor said is not true. We who cultivate the truth, go along with the sky, do the way for the heavens, protect the common people in the world, and ignore thousands of living beings, wantonly destroy the lives of the people, and we and other monks naturally have to fight to the death. ”

"Huh!"

Gu Ling Venerable smiled and said, "Are you delaying time? Do you think that Shushan will come to save you? Do you think that you will save the people in the city by sacrificing in vain? Naive, naïve. ”

Master Fan's face was calm and indifferent, and he said: "The Buddha said, if I don't go to hell, who will go to hell? Since the poor nun is here today, he has no intention of leaving alive." ”

"Good!"

The voice of the Ancient Spirit Venerable came slowly, and said: "I respect your choice, and I will not attack the four gates at the same time, I will enter Tianshui City from the east gate, don't you want to protect these people?

"Boom!"

It was a thunderclap above the nine heavens, and the heavens and the earth were shaken.

This thunder roar was like a signal, and the countless undead skeletons that had originally stopped attacking suddenly let out a sharp roar again, wielding the magic weapon in their hands like a black giant wave, and pounced on the female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery outside the city gate, which had less than a thousand people.

The war started again, and hundreds of female disciples of the Imperial Sky Realm were interspersed back and forth with fairy sword magic weapons, but there were too many undead skeletons, even if they killed a dozen, a hundred or ten, it would not have much impact at all.

What's even more terrifying is that among these undead warriors, there are many obviously high-level necromantic creatures, and their demonic power is far superior to ordinary undead skeletons, and even cultivators in the Edgeworth realm are very difficult to kill these high-level necromantic creatures.

What's more, there are more powerful necromantic creatures than the Imperial Sword Realm, which have appeared one after another, and at least dozens of necromantic creatures have appeared, and the power they show is not below the eighth layer of the Flying Sword Realm of the Human Cultivator.

Master Fan and the elders with high cultivation levels were all dragged down by these powerful necromantic creatures who suddenly came out, and they couldn't let go at all.

However, the Zen Master Xiaoyue, who had the highest cultivation, was stopped by a mysterious man wearing a wide black robe and a wide cloth hat, and the two of them made dozens of moves in the blink of an eye in the void.

The black-robed man was shrouded in a strange black light, and the endless aura of death emanated from his body, making people's hearts tremble.

This humane method is weird, and it is very different from the cultivation methods of today's Dao Demon Buddha and other forces, with the help of endless rain in the sky, it transforms into four huge water dragons, trapping the huge Buddha statue behind Zen Master Xiaoyue.

Xiaoyue Zen Master's cultivation can only be described as unfathomable, her whole body burst with golden light, in the face of wave after wave of attacks, she did not fall behind at all, but was on par with the ancient spirit venerable.

I saw that with a wave of her palm, a golden light shot out in an instant, hitting a huge water dragon, and the changing invisible water dragon was suddenly photographed by the golden light and became a golden dragon, but instead it tore the other three water dragons around.

With this move, it can be seen that when it comes to the control of energy, Zen Master Xiaoyue is faintly stronger than the Ancient Spirit Venerable.

In front of the city gate, nearly a thousand ordinary female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery faced the skeletons that were getting closer and closer, and in their eyes, the initial fear was gradually replaced by a sense of perseverance.

Among these people, the first ones were all older, and the last hundred or so people were all short and weak little girls, and the fairy swords in their hands seemed to be as tall as them.

"Kill!"

Seeing the dense black pressed skeleton rushing to the front more than ten zhang away, a middle-aged nun in the front row pointed a long sword in his hand, and more than 100 female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery around him shouted in unison, rushing forward without hesitation.

A thousand people, fighting against at least 100,000 undead skeletons, is like a three-year-old child, facing three strong men.

The more than 100 disciples of Ciyun Nunnery who rushed forward first, due to their older age and relatively higher cultivation, persisted for about a stick of incense, and after killing nearly a thousand undead skeletons, they were torn apart by countless skeletons, and there was not a single intact corpse.

What's even more nerve-numbing is that those undead skeletons, every time they kill a female disciple, they will rush up and suck fresh blood, and the scene is extremely terrifying.

"Kill!"

When the more than 100 female disciples at the top were all killed in battle, another female disciple of Ciyun Nunnery shouted, and this time at least 200 female disciples rushed forward wielding fairy swords.

Most of the women in these years are young women in their early twenties, and they haven't even reached the realm of the Imperial Sky, so how long can they last?

Seeing the familiar senior sisters in front of them being eaten by skeleton monsters, the bodies of those young girls were trembling, holding the fairy sword in their hands tightly, and letting the rain slap their cheeks.

About a quarter of an hour later, in front of the city gate, only the last hundred and ten teenage girls remained, and these women stood in three rows in three rows, although they were all angry and afraid of death, but none of them took a step back. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )