A year later, in the middle of the night, when the carving knife in Xiaobao's hand was cut off on the wood carving of the ninth seal, a faint light appeared on the wood carving, and it was really half completed.

Almost half of the moment when the wood carving was completed, in the sky outside, suddenly thunder rolled, this thunder echoed throughout the First Continent, as if there was some kind of will roaring, and even the sky was rolling, as if forming an eye, when gazing at the earth, as if searching, but in the end there was nothing, it could only slowly dissipate.

Almost at the moment when the clouds rolled, in the city, in the house not too far from Xiaobao, Meng Hao raised his head and looked coldly at the sky.

At this moment, Xiaobao didn't know why, he faintly felt as if someone was looking at him in the sky, and he also raised his head, but he didn't look at anything.

That night, when the clouds were no longer rolling, it began to rain.

This rain is not just in this city, but ...... It rained on the entire First Continent.

In the beginning, no one cared about the natural change of rain, and mortals ignored it, let alone monks, but this rain rained for seven days!

When the torrential rain has always begun, and even some low-lying places have begun to form ditches, it is faintly about to become a disaster, and this disaster finally makes the ordinary dynasty begin to be nervous, and some measures have been taken to divert it into the rivers and seas.

Seven days, not the end, but after a short period of sunshine, thunder roared, and the rain fell again, boundless, seemingly without a time limit, the second seven days, the third seven days, the fourth seven days......

This rain, it rained for a month, two months, three months......

It is unimaginable that the gentle rain on weekdays would rain for months in a row. The feeling that the whole earth is filled with water waves, and the whole world is damp.

It was already a disaster, and the monks of the First Continent took action, trying to change the heavens and the earth and stop the rain, but in the end, even the Supreme took action. Nor can the rain stop.

What they could do was to take the rainwater of the earth out of the canals and into the sea.

But this is not a long-term solution, the rain is still there, and all monks who try to change all this will soon go mad in the practice and die a tragic death.

As if it had violated the will of heaven. Punished by heaven and died.

The mundane is about to become the land of Wang Ze, and the same is true of the city where Xiaobao is located, those city walls are like thin mud, many places have collapsed, and many houses are the same, and people can only brave the rain to repair and reinforce.

Even in every household, the rain can't stop flowing in. While flooding the ground, it also caused plagues and various diseases caused by dampness.

Only Xiaobao's home. The rain rarely comes in, and even in this rainy day, the house remains dry, Xiaobao doesn't know why, and his daughter doesn't know either.

Only his wife understood, because she was secretly casting a spell. She can't protect others, but she can protect her home.

"When will this rain ......stop" Xiaobao sighed, in this rainy day, the shop's business has not opened for a long time. Even if there is still food left at home, if the rain continues like this, then no amount of surplus will be enough.

In silence, Xiaobao sat there, picked up the wood carving, and continued to carve, and the rain continued as a knife fell.

Gradually, more and more monks went out, arranging one formation after another on this land, and digging one canal after another, but they could only alleviate it, but could not eradicate it.

In this way, time passed, and three years passed in a flash.

Three years, the rain ...... It has never stopped, countless people have migrated, countless villages have been submerged, many plains have disappeared, and the city where Xiaobao is located has become an ocean.

The family also had to move, along with the refugees, to the higher ground, on the way, Xiaobao's father and mother fell ill.

They were old and unwell, and the disease almost went to ruins, but in the end they miraculously recovered, and Xiaobao, who was happy and excited, did not see his wife's slightly pale face.

The rain is bigger, and people die every day, but Xiaobao's family, in this migration, maintains their energy, and Xiaobao's wood carving, he does not stop, and finds some time to carve every day.

Until this migration, a year later, on a high mountain, when the number of refugees was getting smaller and smaller, the rain slowly stopped, and the moment the rain stopped, when everyone cheered from the bottom of their hearts, a cold wind blew, taking away everyone's warmth, making their cheering expressions, in the blink of an eye, turn white.

The rain stopped, but it snowed.

The entire First Continent, in an instant, the temperature plummeted!

The moment the snowflakes fell, Xiaobao's body trembled, he felt the snow on his face, he couldn't see the surroundings, but he could hear the breathing of the people around him.

That breath was depressing, with the breath of death, and even more desperate......

It seems that one moment it was still wet, but the next moment, it became cold, and such a weather change caused a catastrophe that was much stronger than rain.

The snow fell from the sky and the temperature dropped, causing the earth to begin to freeze, and the harsh climate was a disaster that even the canal could not solve.

More monks chose to interfere with the sky, but in the end, whenever they made a move, they would die violently, until an eight-source supreme was directly blown by the cold wind in the sky after making a move, and after the death of the frozen soul, no one dared to make a move.

The entire first sect had to choose to migrate in the disaster where rain first came and then snowflakes, and they could calculate that this disaster was the first continent that the sky was going to destroy.

Unstoppable, unable to resist, even the old man in charge of the sect shook his head in bitterness, he had already sensed that for the First Continent, the disaster was far from reaching its peak.

The first case, departed.

On the night of this day, Xiaobao's wife Yan'er, looking at the snow drifting in the sky, also knew that the first sect was leaving, she gritted her teeth and wanted to take Xiaobao and her daughter to leave the first continent, but almost at the moment when she cast the spell, the entire first continent, suddenly, the power of heaven and earth, disappeared in an instant.

All the aura, all the vast power, in an instant, seemed to be covered, as if it was blocked, completely disappeared, as if it had been completely sucked away.

The sudden disappearance of the power of heaven and earth caused a reaction that all the monks who were still in this first continent now, their faces changed greatly, and a majestic coercion came suddenly, pressing on them, and at the same time, the power of cultivation in their bodies, which had been cultivated for many years, and had already belonged to their own cultivation, all of them could not resist and struggle in the slightest, and directly squeezed out of their bodies and scattered between heaven and earth, and they ...... At this moment, as if being knocked down from the mortal dust, it became a ...... Mortal!

It was as if there was a huge cover, at this moment, covering the first continent, so that the people inside could not go out, and the people outside did not dare to come in.

Because as soon as he stepped into the confines of the First Continent, the monk immediately became a mortal.

This incident caused a sensation in the entire Cangwan faction, and all the Nine Origin Supremes were dispatched, wandering outside the First Continent, looking at the First Continent, and at the same time, they were shocked, and at the same time, they also had a kind of trembling from the bottom of their hearts.

"Heavenly Fury!!" the old man muttered, raised his head, looked at the sky, looked at Luo Tian Starry Sky, with his current cultivation, he had already noticed that the reason why the First Continent was like this was because the entire starry sky seemed to have a strong malice towards this place.

At the same time, there are too many monks who are good at prophecy and begin to derive, and this kind of derivation often has a strong backlash, but these people's backlash only got the answer they wanted with just a mouthful of blood.

"Heavenly Punishment!"

"Heavenly Fury!"

"There is something that makes the vast expanse angry, appearing on this first continent!"

"On the First Continent, there is a force being born, and this force will be the enemy of the entire Luo Tian Starry Sky!"

"This force must be isolated, all crises must be blocked, otherwise, this force born from the First Continent will subvert the entire Luo Tian Starry Sky!"

After more and more such prophecies, the First Continent was completely sealed.

And on this first continent, the monks who have now lost their cultivation, they tremble in despair under the falling snowflakes, Yan'er here, laughed miserably, but there is no way to change it.

Xiaobao didn't know the changes in his wife, but he could feel that death was approaching, and the world had changed, becoming strange, full of anger, and murderous.

While more and more people are dying, there are also riots again and again, and the more disasters occur, the more evil in human nature has nutrients for growth.

As the entire continent fell, as the snowflakes fell, as the temperature dropped, more and more people became corpses, and some of them were left alone, looking for a way to hide and survive.

But more of them are formed one force after another, living in caves, barely surviving.

The scarcity of food makes survival more and more difficult, often a little food can make countless women do everything at the expense of everything, and it can also make many people kill people with red eyes, and even in many places, stories of cannibalism have begun to circulate.

And beautiful women, in this era, are often sad, Xiaobao's wife, after losing all her cultivation, took out a sharp blade and cut her face, which was ugly.

That night, Xiaobao hugged his wife and daughter, and the family cried silently with tears in their eyes. (To be continued.) )