"Nine Young Masters, you don't have to pay too much attention to Yan Ming's words, after all, she has always supported the Seventh Young Masters. The man known as Yan Moo said to Yan Shenzhou with a smile on his face.

Yan Shenzhou smiled reluctantly, but his smile was very stiff. And Na Yan Mo also shook his body at this time, and took the four-handed and three-eyed body back.

"This damn Nether, except for the fact that you can extract some Dao patterns, is really a dirty place, not to mention anything else, just this avenue, it is much less manifested than the Yuan Martial Master World. ”

When Yan Mo said this, there was a deep disgust in the depths of his eyes, and his sleeves waved, and a city thousands of feet away instantly turned into ashes.

This is an ancient city that has survived for I don't know how many thousands of years.

In this city, except for the two Jindan Zhenren who sat in the town, there were only mortals left, ordinary mortals.

There are old and young, men and women.

There are old people who are approaching the final stage of their lives, and there are also children who have just started their lives and just opened their eyes in the arms of their parents.

Nearly a million living beings, as well as hundreds of children who were in the arms of their parents and had just opened their eyes, all disappeared without a trace with this sleeve.

Although Yan Shenzhou's heart was full of hatred, his brows still wrinkled. Although he only regarded this Zhou Yu as a journey of his life from the bottom of his heart, hundreds of years of cultivation made him have a trace of affection for Zhou Yu.

Especially this Yan Moo's unscrupulous shot.

Yan Mo smacked his lips and said with a little pity: "Ahh I didn't even find that among them, there was actually a Zhiyin Purple River Car. Tsk, that's a pity!"

Between words. His gaze fell on Yan Shenzhou's body.

From Yan Shenzhou's eyes, he said as if he had seen something: "Nine Young Masters, you have been here for too long, and you are a little sympathetic to them. ”

"But these untouchables are pigs and dogs, and they are born to let us kill. ”

"Hahaha, I can't wait to fight if nothing happens. Nine young masters, don't contact me. ”

As Yan Mo spoke, the whole person turned into a cloud of light smoke and disappeared beside Yan Shenzhou. And with Yan Moo's departure, the originally turbulent world was even more hail the size of a fist.

Black hail, with a ruined miè aura.

Yan Shenzhou felt the breath of death surging from all directions, and a smile finally welled up at the corner of his mouth, he waved his sleeves and said lightly: "This fills me with shame." It should be ruined. ”

Zong Zhou Tianxia Courtyard.

At the moment when the thunder roared in the sky, Mr. Zhiyi, who was sitting in a spiritual land, had a trace of horror on his seemingly illusory face.

He jerked to his feet. Ignoring his precept that he was already damaged and couldn't leave this place at all, he rushed straight outside.

"Sir. When Fang Tianjun left, he explained, you...... You can't walk around. In this case, it will cost you a lot of life!" An infant ancestor who was ordered to accompany Mr. Zhiyi. Anxiously shouted at Mr. Zhiyi.

"The catastrophe is coming, the catastrophe of destroying the heavens is coming, the catastrophe of destroying the heavens is coming!" Mr. Zhiyi didn't pay attention to the obstruction of the ancestor of the primordial infant at all, he looked up at the sky, and let the rain caused by the sudden change of heaven and earth fall on his body frantically.

The Great Tribulation of the Heavens, Mr. Zhiyi's heart-wrenching shout made the heart of the Yuan Infant Ancestor tremble, and at the same time, he also felt the change of the void.

Although he wasn't sure if this was the Great Tribulation, his heart was trembling, and his whole person was trembling.

"The ancestral altar has collapsed, the ancestral altar has collapsed!" A panicked roar came from the depths of the palace, and the voice full of grief made people feel extremely uncomfortable.

Countless monks of Zong Zhou gathered towards the Tianxia Courtyard from all directions, Li Jinhu came, the remaining ancestors of Zong Zhou came, and Zhou Jun also came over with the support of a group of ministers.

Ancestral altar, this is the altar that Ji Xuantu built with his own hands when he established Zhongjing City, and no one knows the usefulness of this altar.

But the great Zongzheng of Zong Zhou once asked Ji Xuantu about the role of this altar, and Ji Xuantu just said that the altar collapsed, the catastrophe is coming, there is no one in ten, and Zong Zhou is dead.

This kind of words, with the disappearance of endless time, no one regards it as a thing anymore, after all, every day, the altar in the inner courtyard of the palace has not changed at all, even the altar of Yan Shenzhou Geding Heaven and Earth, which is called the ancestral altar, has not changed at all.

But now, the altar has collapsed!

"Sir, what's going on?" Yi Zhangyuan came to Mr. Zhiyi's side in a panic, and asked with a hint of expectation in his eyes.

As the head of the Zong Zhou Tianxia Courtyard, the Yi Courtyard gives people the feeling that the eight winds have never moved. But now, on his face, there is an unconcealed fear.

What he feared, what he expected, Mr. Zhiyi would not be able to see it, but it was impossible for him to give the answer that the head of the Tianxia Court was looking forward to.

"When the catastrophe comes, not only will our Zong Zhou not be able to protect it, even if it is the entire periphery, it will be one out of ten. ”

The words came out of Mr. Zhiyi's mouth, making these people in power in Zong Zhou tremble one by one.

"We people, there are almost no people who can escape from the ascension to heaven, Zhongjing City must not be able to keep it, Kumho, you quickly arrange for all the disciples below the foundation of Zong Zhou to leave Zong Zhou, and tell them to go to a place where there are few people, and go to ...... Go to the poor mountains, go to the places where no one cares. ”

When Mr. Zhiyi's words came to this, the whole person gasped violently, he glanced at those ancestors who still had the desire to survive, shook his head and said, "It's useless." ”

"You just want to work hard, and in the end you can only end up with a dead end, hahahaha, you guys, let's enjoy the rest of your life!"

Speaking of this, Mr. Zhiyi's eyes looked at Zhou Jun again: "You have no cultivation, you are hidden among ordinary people, there should be hope for survival, you can also go." ”

Zhou Jun's expression changed from hesitation to perseverance.

"As the king of the Zhou Dynasty, although I am not as good as the ancestor, I am not greedy for life, afraid of death, and stealing life. ”

"Since Zong Zhou should be destroyed, then I will follow this Zong Zhou, go to see the ancestors and the ancestors, and destroy them together!"

Inside the Hall of Ten Thousand Laws!

Han Fazun looked up at the sky, his face was sad, as a half-step powerhouse, he had no desire to win when he came back from the battle of Zongzhou.

In this battle of Zongzhou, the reason why he was able to save his life was that Fang Ling took into account the mutual affection back then and did not attack him.

After escaping the catastrophe, he thought that he would be the old man in the mountains and forests, but the vision from the sky made his heart tremble.

As the host of the Ten Thousand Law Hall, as one of the half-step powers, Han Fazun is not only powerful, but also reads a lot of classics.

He also knew a lot of things that the monks didn't know, and when the thunder roared and black hail fell from the sky, he felt that his whole body was a little numb.

The Great Tribulation of the World, this is the Great Tribulation of the World recorded by himself in an ancient cave.

After the Great Tribulation, the monks withered, leaving not one out of ten.

It should be said that there is no one in the world in ten, not just one in ten monks, why did this catastrophe in the world occur, and what is the surrounding area......

"All the disciples of the Ten Thousand Law Hall, leave the Ten Thousand Law Hall immediately, the Ten Thousand Law Hall will be dissolved from today, the catastrophe of the world is coming, and all the disciples have only one task, that is, to live!"

Without hesitation, when he looked up at the sky again, Han Fazun's voice had already sounded in the Ten Thousand Law Hall.

Han Fazun's voice was full of sadness. And the disciples of Wanfa Hall were all stunned after listening to Han Fazun's words.

Several Primordial Ancestors of the Ten Thousand Law Hall rushed over from all directions, although they also felt the great changes in heaven and earth, but they did not expect that Han Fazun would make the decision to dissolve the Ten Thousand Law Hall.

In their eyes, this is nothing more than a sea change.

However, Han Fazun's words made them realize that this was not only a great change in heaven and earth, but also a huge disaster.

It's an irresistible disaster, but no matter how big the disaster is, how can it dissolve the foundation of Wanfa Hall, which I don't know how many generations have worked hard to create, in one sentence.

Even Han Fazun can't do it!

"Fa Venerable, is it really one out of ten?" said a primordial ancestor loudly. When it comes to seniority, he is Han Fazun's senior brother, but all along, his light has been shrouded by the dazzling Han Fazun.

Han Fazun looked at his senior brother's look of disbelief, shook his head lightly and said, "Senior brother, it's really not one out of ten." ”

"And for all the ancestors of the primordial ancestors, basically there is not one in a hundred, according to the records in the classics, those who can survive are only possible for the monks below the foundation, this is not because of their cultivation, but they are like the palms of the sand, and they always have to overflow some!"

The Yuan Infant Ancestor was still about to speak, and Han Fazun had already ordered beyond doubt: "Hurry up and let the disciples go, otherwise, Wanfa Hall will not even have the hope of leaving a lineage of inheritance, and leave the mountain immediately." ”

The thousands of disciples of the Wanfa Hall, whether they were highly gifted or average, fled from all directions towards the distance one by one.

What they brought was the contents of their own small Qiankun bag, and the treasury of Wanfa Hall was not distributed to them at all.

It's not that Han Fazun is stingy, but because in Han Fazun's opinion, the more inconspicuous the things he brings, the greater the possibility of surviving.

Of course, every departing Wanfa Hall disciple has a copy of the secret book of the Wanfa Hall.

At this moment, even the most conservative ancestor can't care so much at this time, for them, being able to pass on the Wanfa Hall is the most important thing. (To be continued......)

ps: The second shift is coming!R1292