The atmosphere was a little relaxed, Ying Long exaggerated to the beast and publicized all kinds of bullish things in Yang Lin's past, if it weren't for Gu Mo to remind him, I was afraid that even the Yin Stone Cup in the Yin Danger Valley would have been said.

Only the Qingyun Holy Maiden's face looked a little heavy at the wordless heavenly monument that was still trembling, the mountain wind was still strong, the torrential rain hit with the wind, the silver light floated, and the thunder shone in the sky as before, but there was no more amazing and shocking thunder.

However, the purple thunder light on the surface of the wordless heavenly monument appeared and disappeared from time to time, but the rumbling sound was stronger, as if it was suppressed by something The purple thunder that had just entered the stone body.

The raindrop heavenly monument, like crying, like compassion, the Qingyun guards who had retreated around gathered again, surrounded by the wordless heavenly monument, looking at it blankly, there was no way in my heart, imagining how to stop the trembling wordless monument that was becoming more and more dangerous.

"Hurry back, the Heavenly Monument can't support it!" In mid-air, a middle-aged man's face was revealed, and the invisible enchantment blocked all the wind and rain around him, impervious to half a minute.

"See the Holy King!" Although he didn't know the true face of the Holy King, he had seen this kind of split soul a few times, and the leader of the guards hurriedly saluted, and then beckoned the other guards to leave.

At this moment, a purple light suddenly revealed from the wordless heavenly monument, high and high, like a purple light knife, cutting towards the cliff, and several guards who were blocking the front were immediately covered by the purple light.

Several screams rang out from where the purple light passed, blood mixed with minced flesh, and scattered around as the purple light continued to slash forward.

"Run!" At this time, the captain of the guard understood the origin of this purple light, and hurriedly shouted loudly, but the next moment, at the same time, several purple light knives slashed out from the cracks in the bursting stones, smashing everything that was blocked in front of him.

A shocking explosion thundered and shook the sky, and the wordless heavenly monument was instantly swallowed by purple in a piece of gray and shattered smoke, even the rainstorm from the sky could not stop the spread of the strong light and the bursting of stone chips.

It was as if countless fragments of vitality exploded, and suddenly shrouded the vicinity of the entire wordless heavenly monument, and all the Qingyun guards who did not come and fled were immediately wiped out, and even a green forest at the entrance was moved to the ground.

Hearing the shout of the Holy King, the Qingyun Holy Maiden and several others hurriedly retreated, with a lot less superfluous movements, and also won a glimmer of life.

After a long time, the wind and rain were still there, and a wider platform slowly appeared in front of everyone's eyes with the silence of the purple light, and the uneven stone surface showed that there had been a big battle above, and the blazing cliff stone that was extinguished by the cold rain still maintained the purple thunder friction, but told everyone that it was just what happened just now.

The wordless heavenly monument is gone, and the clansmen of the Qingyun tribe who are still alive look at the platform with numb expressions, wanting to cry without tears, they have long hated the white figure in their hearts, and even the Qingyun Holy Maiden, who is in a trance, cursed at the same time, it is this damn woman, attracting outsiders and being punished by heaven.

As a result, I don't know if the outsider is dead or not, but one of the great wonders of the Qingyun tribe is gone, and it was punished by heaven. An inexplicable stone sound suddenly spread to everyone's ears, and when they were puzzled, they saw a very obvious crack suddenly appear on the edge of the platform near the edge of the mountain forest, and the crack became bigger and bigger.

When the sound of the stone was deafening, as if it could not withstand the immersion of the wind and rain, the cliff that originally carried the wordless monument broke off from the mountain, accompanied by the sound of stone fragments rolling down, and fell into the depths of the misty mountain stream.

No one said anything for a long time, and around the entrance of the wordless heavenly monument, more and more Qingyun people gathered together, looking at the shocking cliff fracture, shocked, panicked, angry, and even erupted.

"Kill Yang Lin and clear this god-damn demon for my Qingyun tribe!"

I don't know who actually shouted the slogan of evil in the crowd, but it caused the people around to resonate together, and at the same time, several exclamations and shouts, the crowd was crowded, and it had moved to the guest hall under the mountain.

"Disperse, the heavens are like this, don't force it. ”

If it is said that it can make the Qingyun tribesmen sober or afraid more than the heavenly punishment, I am afraid that there is only the Qingyun Holy King, hearing the sound of the Holy King, the people in the mountains couldn't help but stop, and bowed down to the Holy King who showed his head again with a respectful expression, and his expression respectfully seemed to have forgotten the words he shouted just now.

The rain is getting stronger, the wind is cool, the holy king has already dissipated in mid-air, and the irritable people complained and ran back to their homes, avoiding the invasion of wind and rain, and scolded the Yang Lin who was hated by ten thousand people.

The southern wilderness is rainy, but there are few days of continuous storms and rains, since the time when the wordless monument was destroyed, three days in a row, the wind hit the mountain, the torrential rain soaked the forest, and the whole Qingyun Mountain was once again hidden in a catastrophe.

The silver runes in the sky were carved and painted, appearing and disappearing, and occasionally a red light shot out of the sky, as if looking for something, only to disappear behind the dark clouds after a moment.

Fortunately, the Qingyun people have cultivated more, but the storm did not cause much loss, but the weather was extremely bad, and the thunder that sometimes fell hurt a lot of Qingyun people who went out to do errands, and it also made the Qingyun people hate the person named Yang Lin even more in their hearts.

The long-lost blue sky and white day reappeared in the sky all day long, it seemed to be closed for a long time, and when the door of the guest hall was pushed open, there was a creaking grinding sound, even if the wind and thunder leopard were as rough as the beast's heart, they couldn't help frowning.

There was silence outside the door, which was definitely different from the hustle and bustle before the rainstorm, and glanced at the corner of the east mountain, through a touch of fiery red, the wind and thunder beast smiled, and its face was full of peace.

"It seems that the catastrophe should have passed, and Yang Lin will be notified in a moment, so there is no need to hide underground and freeze himself with ice. Behind him, Ying Long carried his hands behind his back, smiled comfortingly, looked at the red sun rising in the morning mist, and his face showed a feeling of the rest of his life.

Gu Mo in his own hall sent a message to Heiyi, Lei Hao and other ants and insects who were guarding the underground, and passed the news to Yang Lin, who had returned to the underground from the wordless heavenly monument three days ago, and froze his breath.

On that day, if it weren't for Yang Lin's quick mind and stroking the blade of the sword with his hand, he would have thought of a way to retreat, but at this time, there was no longer Yang Lin in the world.

Yang Lin in the ice crystal, looking at it with a hidden smile, as if he had peeked into the heavens, his hands were sealed, and he looked unfathomable. can cause a heavenly tribulation to kill, it must be an extremely anti-heaven existence or a great evildoer, and in the hearts of a clan of ant beasts, Yang Lin must be the existence that defies the sky, or the person who soars into the sky as predicted by many people.

The jade crane floated, Hei Yi grabbed it, and after seeing it, his face was also full of happy smiles, and he glanced at Lei Hao, and gently knocked on the ice crystal, but did not speak.

For a long time, Yang Lin in the ice crystals didn't know it, and still maintained the posture of the retreat, not knowing what he was comprehending.

"Just reply to Brother Yinglong, it's okay anyway, we will continue to investigate the news of the Lingbao Mouse, find it as soon as possible, or leave early, on this Qingyun Mountain, Brother Yang is afraid that he is the most unpopular person." Seeing that Yang Lin was not awake, Lei Hao reminded Heiyi softly.

"It's okay, the rainstorm in the past three days has indeed taken a lot of things, and it's important to do the right thing!" Hei Yi nodded yes, and first replied to Gu Mo's message, and the two insects continued to arrange for the Zerg to go out to listen to the news.

The thunder of the sky was angry, the people on Qingyun Mountain looked a little frightened, Yang Lin didn't know life and death, it was really an unsettling thing, and even many daily things were put aside, and the three or five gathered in one place, discussing the heavenly opportunity of that day.

Compared with Yang Lin's day of climbing the ninety-nine gold brick steps, there is a lot less lively atmosphere at the platform of His Royal Highness the Holy King, this day, it is just the day when the Daoshi monk ascends the steps, fortunately, the red sun rises in the east, so that the Daoshi breathes a sigh of relief, and secretly sighs that the Pudu Sutra in these days has no vain thoughts, and the Dharma is boundless, and it has actually crossed the catastrophe.

If the date of the meeting promised by the Holy King had not been set, most of them would not have been annoyed by the sudden arrival of the visitors, which had long been known in the Southern Wilderness.

Came to the Holy King's Hall early, Li Zhen, who was dressed in monk's clothes, had already informed the guards of the Holy King's Hall about the ascension, and when the guards scattered on both sides, they looked at the Daoshi monk with some playfulness and laughter, as if they were desperately hoping that a farce would end at the same time, to alleviate the depression accumulated in their hearts in the past few days.

The golden light is faint, the Taoist monk looks at the top of the gold brick steps, his face shows a trace of yearning, he breathes a little, walks up the gold brick steps, stays for a while, and then lifts the steps, between a few breaths, he has climbed more than a dozen steps, and is continuing to climb up. Bored people are depressed about something, and it is always difficult to calm down and do what should be done, anyway, they want to find something else to relieve their mood.

Daoshi monks have been to Qingyun Mountain for many days, often thinking of the Buddha's compassion, although they always feel that they are verbose and useless, they have not offended anyone.

The old man of a certain family passed away, Dao Shi uninvited to sing a mantra of death, afterwards, the family to the old man who died in a dream of night went home to save relatives, and said a few more words about the benefits of the mantra, but to make the reputation of the monk of Dao Shi to be promoted.

When they had nothing to do, the Qingyun people in the mountains heard the news of the Dao Stone Ascending Steps, so they gathered in twos and threes to the platform of the Holy King's Royal Highness, between the woodlands, and smiled at the Dao Stone Monk in monk's clothes and bald head to ascend the steps.

The first thirty-three floors were extremely easy to pass, even a person as careful as Li Zhen didn't pay much attention to it, when he stepped into the thirty-fourth step, the Taoist stone monk was on the wooden steps, just like when Yang Lin climbed the steps that day, closed his eyes and frowned.

It's a common thing, and everyone doesn't think about it when they arrive, but the two figures walking from the bluestone road not far away make everyone's faces show a trace of annoyance.

The wind thunder leopard with a black face walked in front with his head held high, missing half of his body, carrying his hands behind his back, and looking at the sky with his eyes raised to the sky, Ying Long strolled around.