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Storms, lightning and thunder.

The dim world, the ancient city that is shaking in the wind and rain, is like a gentle monster crawling on the vast land, at the mercy of others.

Dense and endless, like locusts, like rainstorm-like undead skeletons, emerged from the wind and rain and flocked to the Tianshui City.

The fighting method continued, but the riots outside the city were gradually shrinking, and the thousands of female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery only lasted less than half an hour, and most of them had already suffered casualties.

Of the hundred disciples of the Edgeworth Flight, and more than a dozen elders, less than half were left at the moment.

Those undead skeletons have hard bones, and ordinary swords can't help at all, and the terrible thing is that in the countless teams of undead skeletons, there are many necromantic creatures whose demonic power is far superior to that of ordinary skeletons.

Almost none of these demonically powerful necromantic creatures still maintain the appearance of human skeletons, most of them are huge in size, or the skeletons of strange monsters that have been dead for many years.

These necromantic monsters with peak demonic power are difficult for even the cultivators of the Sky Realm to deal with, and it is conceivable that there are more and more terrifying monsters that are frantically surging from the east.

In the void, in the black clouds.

The fighting between Zen Master Xiaoyue and Venerable Gu Ling continued, and the cultivation of these two people was not compatible, especially Zen Master Xiaoyue's Buddhist Taoism, faintly restraining the ancient witchcraft practiced by Venerable Gu Ling, but when the entire battlefield collapsed, she seemed to occupy a trace of wind.

Golden light, black gas.

Roar, roar.

Who can remember this battle of exterminating humanity thousands of years later?

Thousands of years later, who will remember that at the beginning of the catastrophe, thousands of women of different ages sacrificed their lives outside the water city that day?

In the end, guarding the East City Gate were more than 100 teenage girls, these girls were petite, and almost none of them were more than fifteen years old.

This should be at an age when he should be living happily in the arms of his parents and elders, but he is responsible for saving the people in the world, and the tens of thousands of cultivation masters in Shushan are cowering in the mountain gate, isn't it ironic.

A kind of sadness.

A poignant mockery.

These more than 100 girls, although their cultivation is not very high, but after all, they have cultivated the true cultivation path since they were children, practiced sword tricks and spells, and their skills are quite vigorous, and ordinary ordinary men are difficult to defeat them.

The eyes of these girls were full of fear of death, but none of them flinched, and the last hundred or so people, standing in three columns, watched the familiar senior sisters on the battlefield in front of them being torn apart by countless skeleton monsters, and each of them trembled physically and mentally.

This is the instinctive reaction of living beings, and in the face of great power, anyone will be afraid.

After all, they're just teenagers.

Black pressure, endless undead skeletons, the number is enough for hundreds of thousands, and in front of the wide city gate, only more than a hundred girls stand in front of them.

With the huge array used on the opposite side, these more than 100 people are as small as ants.

Everyone knows that the time is up......

Thirty zhang, twenty zhang......

These girls could already see clearly that the blood of the familiar senior sister was still in the blood basin of those hideous monsters rushing on the opposite side, and they even felt that the god of death had hung the death sickle on their necks.

"Ahh

A young girl shouted, as if she was mustering up the courage of her whole body to meet the fate of this life.

"Light Qiu Long Sword, Fierce ...... Song of the Horse...... Where the sword light flashes, it is like crying like a song......"

The crowd, who they didn't know who it was, trembled and hummed the simple ballad.

A moment later, a hundred girls, in this immortal war song that has been passed down for countless years, waved their fairy swords, and rushed towards the undead skeletons like a frenzy used by the black press, and even more so towards death, without hesitation.

Soon, these more than 100 young girls disappeared in the black ocean and never appeared again.

Thunder and lightning, heaven and earth shock.

A few tears, no love.

The Buddha has passed the world of suffering, and only wishes that there will be no hatred in the world.

The living soul is destroyed, and the wind and clouds are light.

Years of hardship, now comes.

The ancient Buddha of the green lantern is still alive, and he only hopes that the sky will regenerate his love.

Today's catastrophe is coming, the land of Bashu is pouring rain for thousands of miles, and it has become Zeguo, is it that the sky is also sad for this catastrophe in the world, and shed sad tears?

Whether there are tears in the sky, the world does not know, and the only remaining are more than 20 disciples and elders who have cultivated to a higher level in Ciyun Nunnery, and after seeing the more than 100 little girls singing war songs and rushing to death, the remaining disciples all shed sad tears.

Shushan, Shushan......

In the face of such a catastrophe, where are you guarding the Shushan giant faction in the southwest border?

One after another, the resistance of the Ciyun Nunnery outside the city gradually disappeared, and the hundreds of mortal soldiers on the city wall seemed to be deeply moved by what these women of the Ciyun Nunnery did.

I don't know who made a sound, shouting, "Fight with them!"

"Fight!"

The city was categorically unable to hold on, and the wooden structure of the city gate, in the face of these powerful monsters, was like an ornament, wind and rain, and some mortal soldiers wearing rattan armor and holding shields and knives rushed out.

It's a pity that the combat effectiveness of these mortal soldiers is not even as good as the youngest women in Ciyun Nunnery, how can they stop it?

It's just a few more ghosts.

In the middle of the air, there were no extra disciples of Ciyun Nunnery still alive, only Zen Master Xiaoyue and Master Fan were still holding on.

Fan Shitai, a cultivator is a Taoist, and he is also ranked in the world, and he has reached the peak realm of the ninth layer of the Yuan Shen of the cultivator, and he is only one foot away from the tenth layer of the realm of heaven and man.

The thousand-year-old foundation passed down by the patriarch of Ciyun Nunnery is now ruined, but fortunately, his most proud disciple heart, as well as thirty young female disciples, have gone to the reincarnation peak at this moment, which can be regarded as the last fire that has been preserved for Ciyun Nunnery.

At this moment, she was surrounded by dozens of necromantic creatures with peak demonic power, the gray monk's robe on her body was already tattered, and the red blood seeped out of her skin, and then scattered in the wind and rain.

She alone blocked dozens of necromantic demons whose demon power was not inferior to the seventh layer of the Jindan realm and the eighth layer of the flying sword realm of human cultivation, and she insisted on it for so long, and even killed more than ten high-level necromantic demons with her own hands.

It's a pity that two fists are invincible to four hands, and in the face of more and more high-level necromantic creatures, her mana is weakening little by little.

How long can she hold out?

Above her head, the battle between Zen Master Xiaoyue and the Ancient Spirit Venerable had entered the most intense stage, and the golden light emitted by the hundred-zhang golden giant Buddha was unprecedentedly brilliant.

The Buddha light in the sky turned into endless Buddha flames, as if even the rain that connected with the sky turned into golden flames.

Wearing a wide black robe, the Gu Ling Venerable, whose appearance was shrouded in black robes, seemed to be quite jealous, but he did not flinch, only to see his body suddenly disappear and turn into a black qi.

This kind of strange magic has never been seen in Tu at all, even the witchcraft of the south and the north pole.

It seems to be quite similar to the escape technique performed by the assassin Qian Feng that Yun Xiaoyi and the others saw in Phoenix City that day.

The black gas was suppressed by the Buddha flames in the sky, and in the end, only a little bit the size of a fist remained, but that black gas faintly revealed a cold light, no matter how the powerful Buddha flames bombarded and crushed, the black gas always condensed and did not disperse.

In mid-air, the old Zen Master Xiaoyue, who used such powerful magical powers, seemed to be a little unbearable, his face was unprecedentedly pale, and even at the corners of his mouth, there were already faint traces of blood.

At this moment, there are only herself and Lifan left in the more than 1,000 people in Ciyun Nunnery, and she knows that today she is inevitable, and it is also a merit for her to be able to kill or severely damage the Holy Monarch's subordinate cultivation to the advanced Left Protector Guling Venerable before she dies.

She didn't give up, she broke off, faintly holding the power of the Buddha's King Kong Demon Lion's roar, the voice was sharp and poignant, and the Buddha flames in the sky suddenly skyrocketed several times around the terrible roar, and the hundred-zhang golden Buddha behind her who was hanging in the black clouds suddenly dimmed a lot at this moment, as if the old man's hundreds of years of cultivation were condensed in this blow.

As the Buddha flame skyrocketed, the black qi that had been suppressed by death suddenly beat violently.

"Ahh

A groan of slight pain, the black qi changed into a withered, black-skinned, corpse-like man, this man did not look very old, but the skeleton below was even more terrifying.

This...... It turned out to be the true appearance of the Ancient Spirit Venerable under the shroud of black robes.

Gu Ling Venerable spurted out a mouthful of blood, and the Buddha flame in his body flew backwards and flew dozens of feet, obviously he was defeated by the Buddha power of Zen Master Xiaoyue.

On the other hand, Zen Master Xiaoyue, although she narrowly defeated the Gu Ling Venerable with one move at this moment, the blow just now had consumed the true essence of her whole body, and at this moment, the corners of her mouth were also overflowing with essence and blood from time to time, and her skin was extremely pale, obviously to the point where the oil had run out.

"Useless stuff. ”

In the black clouds, in the wind and rain, there was a soft voice that couldn't tell whether it was a man or a woman.

Hearing that voice, Gu Ling Venerable's face changed slightly, and he lowered his head and said, "Holy Monarch, this person is not shallow...... Please punish the Holy King. ”

At this time, the countless undead skeletons suddenly stopped attacking, and they seemed to be afraid of the voice, and they all stayed in place, not daring to make abnormal movements.

Zen Master Xiaoyue and Master Fan slowly raised their heads and looked at the sky covered by black clouds, and could faintly see a huge strange monster beast covered with blue electricity all over their bodies, standing in the black cloud void.

Both of them knew that the Holy Monarch who caused this catastrophe had appeared.

"Hmph. ”

The black cloud heard a cold snort from that soft voice, and said slowly, "The Earth Buddha Sect cultivates the truth, and it can be inherited for thousands of years, and it really has something extraordinary." ”

Zen Master Xiaoyue's hands trembled and folded, and he pronounced a Buddha name: "Amitabha, the donor is a body of undead magic, the past and the present, why do you want to slaughter the world and destroy the living beings? With the mana of the donor, he has jumped out of the reincarnation of the Three Realms, and is not in the Five Elements, so what is there not to be satisfied with?"

Heiyun, that soft voice sounded again, and said, "Five thousand years ago, you human cultivators destroyed my clan, have you ever thought of mercy for your subordinates? Today, I buried the heavens and reappeared in the world to avenge the hatred of you cultivators who claimed to be practicing the way of heaven five thousand years ago to destroy my clan, master, you are very high, I don't know how many cultivators like you are in the world?"

Zen Master Xiaoyue said silently, "The old nun is a profound cultivator, and there are many people. ”

"Oh, do you mean those cultivators in Shu Mountain? Today I will kill you first, and then kill Shu Mountain! I want to see if the human cultivation realm has grown in 5,000 years!"

A bolt of lightning fell, Xiaoyue Zen Master's pupils contracted, and his body flashed to avoid the lightning, but at the moment when his body just moved, it seemed that there was a mysterious force imprisoning his body.

It was such an instantaneous effort, the lightning that came out of the black cloud had already split the back of Zen Master Xiaoyue, and Zen Master Xiaoyue screamed in pain, and his body slashed directly from mid-air.

The next moment, a monstrous heat wave rushed towards her, and she knew that she had been fighting with the Ancient Spirit Venerable for a long time, but she had run out of oil and had run out of lights, and she was powerless to resist it.

She gave up resistance, sat cross-legged on the ground, and chanted Buddhist scriptures in a low voice.

A fiery divine sword shot down from the black clouds, and at the moment when it was about to shoot through Xiaoyue's body, it suddenly turned and plunged into the muddy soil in front of Xiaoyue Zen Master.

Half of the sword body was connected to the hilt, dangling in front of her, and it could be clearly seen that the sword body close to Jin Bing was deeply engraved with two ancient characters.

Red Flame!

This divine sword is Li Chanyin's saber Red Flame Divine Soldier.

Zen Master Xiaoyue seemed to sense that the time limit had come, folded his hands, bowed his head and proclaimed another Buddha name.

The next moment, a flame rose from the muddy water beneath her body, enveloping her entire body in the blink of an eye.

"Uncle Xiaoyue!"

Master Fan looked at Zen Master Xiaoyue who was burned by the flames, her eyes were split, and she screamed and wanted to pounce, but unfortunately, the Holy Monarch hidden in the black clouds in mid-air did not give her a chance.

The Red Flame Divine Sword that was inserted upside down in front of Zen Master Xiaoyue suddenly soared into the air with a whoosh and shot towards Fan Shitai.

Fan Shitai is now also at the end of the strong crossbow, and the power of this Red Flame Divine Sword in the hand of that Holy Monarch seems to be a hundred times stronger in Li Chanyin's hand, how can Fan Shitai be able to block this sword.

"Click!"

The fairy sword in the hand of the Zen master broke in response, and the red flame divine sword that turned into a flame directly penetrated her mortal body without any deviation, and she fell heavily into the muddy water, surrounded by scattered bone remains.

She struggled to get up, but she had no strength, so she could only open her eyes and look at Zen Master Xiaoyue who was burned to ashes little by little, and at the curved red stone that flew out of Zen Master Xiaoyue's body full of flames.

It was the Flame Exorcism Ancient Jade.

The last one also passed away.

Hundreds of mortal soldiers had already been killed and torn apart by the undead skeletons, the entire eastern city gate was wide open, and the bronze bells on the wrists of the dense undead skeletons outside the city shook at the same time, and these skeletons who were still standing stupidly just now immediately woke up and looked up at the big city in front of them.

As if they had smelled delicious blood, the green glow of the hollow eyes of these skeletons jumped violently a few times, as if they were all very excited.

Countless undead skeletons let out a mighty cry, brandished their blades, and rushed into this ancient city that was defenseless.

A terrible roar instantly resounded in the city, and I don't know how many innocent mortals were torn apart by these undead skeletons in a short period of time, sucking their essence and blood dry.

The strange monster beast covered with lightning under the black cloud suddenly let out an uneasy roar, and the beautiful young man standing at its head seemed to sense something, and slowly raised his head and looked into the void.

In the void, a beautiful woman in green clothes slowly fell, her expression was indifferent, and her temperament was cold.

The Holy Monarch seemed to be stunned by the woman's beauty.

Then he said softly, "Who is the girl?" and the breath that emanates from your body...... So familiar. ”

The woman in Tsing Yi said lightly, "What you and I have cultivated is necromancy, so we are naturally familiar with it." ”

The Holy Monarch's soft cheeks showed a hint of discoloration, and he said, "Who are you?"

The woman in Tsing Yi said, "Why, didn't that demon fox of yours tell you who I am?"

The Holy Monarch seemed to have thought of something, and said in a deep voice, "It turns out that the girl is the Nine Heavens Xuannu, Ren Qing! If I had practiced the Despair Mantra back then, I wouldn't have ended up like this. ”

Xuannu Renqing said lightly, "I don't want your story, and I won't find out where you got the undead summoning technique." ”

The Holy Monarch smiled coldly and said, "Do you know where what I learned in my life came from?"

Xuannu Renqing said silently, "The undead summoning technique has been lost for nearly 20,000 years, except for the monster in the seal of the gods, no one in the world will understand this kind of magical magic, you don't have to say that I naturally know that this body of yours is from the seal of the gods." I heard that 5,000 years ago, there was a fanatic who tried to collect all the seven great artifacts to unlock the seal of the gods, and finally got the four major artifacts, which shook the seal, causing the gods and demons to disappear 5,000 years ago. ”

The Holy Monarch said, "What if it's me, I'm going to kill all the cultivators of the Three Realms and Six Realms!"

Xuannu said expressionlessly, "I don't want to know about the grievances and grievances between you and the cultivation realm, but if you indulge the undead creatures and slaughter innocent people today, I can't ignore it." ”

The saint's face changed slightly, staring at the cold and handsome cheeks of the Xuannu, and said word by word, "What, does the Xuannu want to do something with the juniors?" I'm afraid that with your Taoism, you may not be able to subdue me." You are also a cultivator of necromancy, so you should know that I can't be killed!"

Xuannu Renqing nodded slightly, and said, "I know, it is precisely because the laws of our cultivation are of the same origin that I know your weakness, you may not have been able to kill in the past, but now you ...... It's something that can be killed. ”

The face of the Holy Monarch changed greatly, and he looked deeply at the expressionless Xuannu, and after a long time, he gritted his teeth and said lightly, "I respect you as the ancestor of the Shura family, and I will sell you a favor today, I can not slaughter the people of Shuicheng this day, but if you want to meddle in my grievances with the cultivators in the world, don't blame me for being ruthless in burying the world." ”

Xuannu Renqing said lightly, "I said, I don't want to know about your grievances and grievances with the cultivation realm, and I won't care about it." ”

The Holy Monarch snorted, "The best. ”

After speaking, with a wave of his sleeves, the countless undead skeletons that had almost occupied the East City stopped attacking, as if they had been summoned by something, and withdrew from Tianshui City in a hurry.

Tens of thousands of Dawn people in the eastern city of Tianshui City fled with the news before, and at least 100,000 people were affected by the catastrophe, and in a short period of time, at least half of the people who had not had time to escape were torn apart by the undead skeletons.

The rich bloody breath dispersed along the wind and rain, and even more along the stagnant water on the ground, flowing to the rolling Yangtze River outside the northern city, and the entire river surface turned red.

Cries, shouts, screams.

Tianshui City has become a purgatory on earth.

Although this tide of undead corpses has gradually receded, the blow to the residents of Tianshui City and nearby villages and towns is devastating.

In the entire Tianshui City, in a short period of time, tens of thousands of people died, not to mention the hundred villages and seven or eight small towns within a hundred miles between Badong County and Tianshui City, these villages and small towns were devastated at the beginning of the catastrophe, and there was hardly a living creature within a radius of 100 miles.

Wind and rain, in the crowd.

Outside the west city of Tianshui City, Xu Tiandi and his granddaughter Xiaoya, with the torrent of the crowd, fled further west, although the distance was already far away, they could still hear the screams of the people in the city before they died.

This catastrophe of annihilation came so quickly, the entire Tianshui City was defenseless, and the destroyed body was incomplete.

I don't know when, the black clouds appeared in a dense glow, coming from the direction of Mount Emei in the south.

When many people saw it, they immediately shouted and cheered.

"Shushan Immortals! It's Shushan Immortals who have come to save us!"

Everyone seemed to see the light of the Salvation Buddha, and there were many older people kneeling in the mud with tears in their eyes, bowing to the countless rays of light that rushed to the sky.

Xu Tiandi stood in the crowd, letting the wind and rain blow, and his body was already soaked.

He squinted, looking at the glow flying from the direction of Mount Emei, and a trace of sadness crossed his eyes.

He muttered in a voice that he could only hear, "It seems that Yun Canghai has really given up Tianshui City, but it's a pity that those nuns in Ciyun Nunnery ......"

This dense glow is at most a thousand ways, and it is obviously not the main force of such an eternal faction as Shushan.

But mortals are ignorant, and when they see this dense sword glow, they naturally think that the Shushan faction, which guards the southwestern border of the world, has come to save themselves.

When all the people were cheering in the wind and rain, only the short and fat old man sighed secretly.

These righteous sects, which have always taken it as their duty to do the right thing for heaven and protect the common people in the world, can easily give up a city with hundreds of thousands of people, is that still right?

What is the difference between the positive and the demon?

Xiaoya followed the countless people and waved and cheered at the countless rays of light that were galloping quickly in the direction of Tianshui City behind her, and shouted: "Grandpa, look, the people from the Shushan faction have come to save us!

Xu Tiandi didn't speak, just quietly looked at the glow that swept across the black clouds overhead and gradually disappeared.

After a long time, he sighed, "Let's go." ”

When the eight hundred disciples of the Shushan faction flew to Tianshui City in front of a stick of incense, countless undead skeletons had begun to retreat, and almost most of them had withdrawn from Tianshui City, but everyone thought that it was the people from the Shushan faction who came, so these monsters retreated.

One by one, the human beings who were lucky enough to save their lives were grateful to the disciples of Shushan.

In the east of the city, Feng Tianyu and the eight hundred Shu Mountain disciples looked at the messy scene in front of them, and their faces were solemn.

There were stumps and broken bones everywhere, especially near the gate of Dongcheng, and the bones accumulated like a mountain, and the radius of more than a thousand zhang turned red.

There was not a single intact corpse, and the corpses of all the female disciples of Ciyun Nunnery were torn apart by those monsters.

In the end, they found that Fan Shitai had fallen outside the city and was dead, and only her Dharma body was still intact.

"Host Fan~!"

Feng Tianyu's face was solemn, he squatted down, and gently reached out and closed Master Fan's eyes.

This catastrophe, he imagined it even more severely, and now that Ciyun Nunnery has been destroyed, even the unfathomable Fan Shitai has unfortunately passed away.

He was really worried, could Shushan really be able to resolve this catastrophe of annihilation by himself?

The wind and rain continued, and even became more and more violent, and the eight hundred Shu Mountain disciples stood quietly on the battlefield outside the eastern city of Tianshui City, and many young female disciples bent over and vomited.

Yun Xiaoxiao and Li Ziye are all among these eight hundred people.

The rich bloody aura made Yun Xiaoye feel extremely depressed, and when he looked down, he saw a woman's head, most of which was exposed in the muddy water.

The owner of this head must not be very old, he should also be thirteen or fourteen years old, with his hair in a bun and his hair coiled.

She must have been a very beautiful girl before she died.

At this moment, the girl only had one head left, and most of her body was gone, only a broken hand not far away that was tightly holding a three-foot-long fairy sword.

Yun Xiaoxiao didn't know if the owner of the severed hand was this head, but he intuitively believed that they were one.

When she was dying, this girl did not let go of the magic weapon of the fairy sword, and this scene deeply touched Yun Xiaoxie's heart.

He slowly clenched his fists and breathed deeply, suppressing his trembling body.

Suddenly, a hand reached out from the side and grabbed his fist.

The plum leaves that were soaked in the rain are like beautiful flowers that have been devastated by the wind and rain, and their faces are pale and bloodless, which makes people feel pitiful.

Li Ziye said softly, "Little evil, it doesn't matter to you. ”

Yun Xiaoxiao shook his head silently and said, "We...... We're still a step too late. ”

Li Ziye sighed and said, "Hey, under the catastrophe, no one can avoid it." ”

Yun Xiaoye glanced at Li Ziye, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

At this time, Li Ziye said, "It's just that I don't understand, those undead skeletons have already invaded Tianshui City, why did they suddenly evacuate before we arrived?

Yun Xiaoxie's eyes swept around, and his heart was a little puzzled, how could those undead monsters with no humanity suddenly leave?

He didn't have time to think about it, Feng Tianyu had already spoken, and said, "The corpse tide has receded, but they will definitely make a comeback, the goal of the Holy Monarch is our Shu Mountain, this Tianshui City is the place where the corpse tide must pass, and now the plan is to let all the people of Tianshui City evacuate to the west as much as possible, in order to prevent there are still scattered undead skeletons around, you are divided into several groups and escort the people of the city to evacuate safely." ”

All the Shushan disciples nodded one after another and did not speak, because they didn't know what to say in the face of such a scene at this moment.

Some Shushan disciples want to clean up the battlefield and clean up the female disciples who died in the battle of Ciyun Nunnery, but unfortunately those undead skeletons are controlled by necromancy spells, and they are bloodthirsty and brutal by nature, and all the corpses are torn into countless pieces, not to mention that they can't be cleaned up.

In the end, Feng Tianyu took Master Fan's Dharma Body and left silently.