"This is..."

Caught off guard, even Xiang Yang was taken aback, and there was a buzzing echo in his ears, and for a while, he couldn't even tell where the sound came from.

As soon as he urged the battle formation, he was disturbed by this loud noise, and below, the thousands of monks suddenly formed a chaotic formation, and under the backlash of vitality, many people's faces turned pale, and some even fell to the ground directly spurting blood.

The barbarian side is not much better, the huge shields are like a giant gong, by this huge sound, the sound is amplified several times, the strong men under the shield are shocked and bleeding, if it is not for the barbarian's body is really good, I am afraid that this light, there will be many people who will die directly in Huangquan.

The whole battlefield was in chaos, and when they sobered up a little, everyone looked around, but the sound came and went so suddenly that they couldn't even make out the direction from which it came, and then disappeared without a trace.

Only Xiang Yang, after a moment of surprise, Tianyan had already calculated with all his might, and after a while, he looked up blankly.

This voice actually came from the void... Could it be... Thunder?

At this time, it was sunrise, the morning glow was shining in the sky, the sky was extremely clear, and there were not even a few clouds, how could there be such a huge thunder?

Slowly, he seemed to feel that something was wrong, the morning glow was a little demonic, and it looked as if the sky was bleeding...

In the dark, he seemed to hear a very light, very light gasp, as if a small beast had been wounded and was licking its wounds.

Will it hurt on this day?

Who can make the heavens hurt?

It seemed to be just an illusion, and in an instant, everything was back to normal, the morning glow was still the morning glow, the color did not change, and the loud noise was as if it had never been seen before.

However, there was already chaos on the fortress.

Chu Xuan's reaction was also extremely fast, and when he woke up from the shock, he had already shouted loudly and rescheduled.

A group of monks poured out of the bunker, supporting all those fellow Daoists who had been devoured by the vitality, and then regrouped the formation.

The battle was interrupted for a moment, and then it started again.

Looking down from the armor line at the highest point of the mountain, the entire black dot was slightly panicked, and then the formation was rearranged in the sound of the horn behind it, and it came like a tide.

On the front line, a colorful spell light has flashed, covering the sky and the sun, like a Danqing skillful hand, rendering the sky with brilliant colors...

Today, I don't know how much blood will be spilled in this mountain.

......

Somewhere in the realm of mountains and seas.

It's an ordinary village, built on a hill that doesn't sit tall.

An old man with goosebumps was sitting on a stump outside a wooden house, fiddling with a few rattans in front of him, he was so old that his eyes were not good, and he could see the rattan a few inches in front of him, but his hands were dexterous, and he flew up and down, and it was not long before he made a delicate cage.

The cage was only the size of a fist, with a round belly, extremely densely braided, and there was a small tugling on it, he got up and thumped his waist, pinched it with his fingers, bowed down, and staggered towards the top of the hill.

The village is very small, adding up to a dozen houses, scattered around, the top of the mountain bag is a rather spacious mud field, on the mud ground, there is a fierce old man walking around, from time to time he also scolded a few words viciously, a dark whip in his hand snapped, saw him coming, asked loudly: "Boss, are you done? Two little rabbit cubs have gone, my hands are itching very much!"

"Come on, I'll go find the third child first. The old man smiled kindly, lifted the small cage in his hand and gestured for a moment, and staggered towards the wooden house opposite.

Pushing open the door, the room was pitch black, and a faint voice came: "Big brother, I am a little unreliable in this matter..."

The wooden door was closed, and in the darkness, only the cage in the old man's hand exuded a faint blue light, and he stood at the door like that, his back seemed to be a lot stiffer, and he sighed: "Third brother, what can we do? This is our only way to live..."

The third brother hiding in the dark was silent for a long time before he said, "Are you really sure?"

The old man shook his head and put the cage in his hand on the ground: "When our three brothers were wandering in the Pangu Realm back then, they came step by step, and they all relied on their lives in Bo, at that time, you never asked if you were sure!"

"It's not the same... This time..."

The old man suddenly became furious: "What's the difference? We have worked hard for so many years, can we end up like this? If it doesn't work, it will be a devastated end at most, and at that time, he will be flooded!"

The third child's voice carried a hint of bitterness: "The way of heaven is not human in the first place, and you still expect it to be reasonable?"

"How can we be unreasonable? Our three brothers have been staying in this broken place for more than 100,000 years, and we have no merit and hard work, right? One yuan has arrived, and it is time for us to go back and enjoy the blessings! But now? Haha... The immortal road is gone, and it is easy to say!"

The old man suddenly burst out laughing wildly, and pointed his skinny fingers to the sky: "For more than 100,000 years, we have all been hiding here, and if we say it well, it is called the palm realm, and if it is ugly, it is called a tortoise! This mountain and sea realm is not the place where we were born, even if it is destroyed? God, the bullshit thief, that high-minded appearance is disgusting to look at, this time, if we want to die, we will drag it to die together!"

"Big brother, you're stunned..."

"Haha, more than 100,000 years, we have been lonely ghosts for more than 100,000 years, how did the fairy king promise us back then? But now?"

There was some resentment in his tone: "Since the immortal road is extinct, then this is our last chance!

In the darkness, a deep sigh sounded, followed by a rustling sound.

The old man lifted the cage again, turned and pushed the door out.

Under the sun, there were a little black dots wriggling in the cage, and it turned out to be ants the size of fingertips, and on the rattan of the cage, there were clearly chains made of runes flickering endlessly...

The old man staggered to the dirt floor and put the cage down again: "Second child, it's all here, let's start!"

Before the second child could make any moves, a loud noise came from the sky, and the whole village trembled, both of them were stunned, looking up at the sky, there was a divine light in their eyes.

"This is Penglai and the abbot, and the fairy king is still alive?"