"...Hey, why are you doing the opposite?

Song Festival Winter, I dare not fool me...

God is angry..."

Flames, black smoke.

The people of Hecheng knelt down and kowtowed, and Cheng Zhupi let out a mournful cry.

They are trying to awaken the mind of the crane outside the enchantment, hoping to calm down the crane through sacrifice.

The younger brother took his eyes back from the billowing smoke and wanted to discuss with Lu Xiaoxiao. When he turned his head, he suddenly turned pale in shock. With just such a sentence, the aunt Lu Xiaoxiao was already flying out with her sword in the air. To break out of the barrier.

"Hey! What are you running around for?" The younger brother hurriedly jumped on the flying sword, caught up with her, and grabbed her, "Don't make trouble for Uncle Lou!"

Lu Xiaoxiao pointed outside the barrier, and his voice was anxious:

"There are two kids over there!"

Chapter 148 Crane Dream

"child?"

The little brother was stunned.

Crane City was burning, and houses were collapsing in the fire and black smoke. Most of the disciples and city residents of the Imperial Beast Sect had already retreated into the barrier, and the rest were either scorched or smashed to death. Two whole nights and one day have passed, and it is almost impossible for ordinary people to survive this catastrophe.

He looked in the direction Lu Xiaoxiao pointed.

The flames swirled and the ruins twisted.

"Did you read it wrong?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Xiaoxiao broke away from him, and Yu Jian rushed out of the barrier.

"Hey"

The strong wind swept past my ears, and the smoke and burnt smell were particularly pungent. Earth fire is different from ordinary fire, and even the cultivator's vision is blocked for the most part. Lu Xiaoxiao narrowed his eyes, while choking his sword, avoiding the frenzy of cranes, he was distracted and tried to find the direction he just saw.

A black fog fell like lightning.

Straight through the deer Xiao Xiao Tianling.

bang.

A loft was split in half and smashed into the fire.

Lu Xiaoxiao rushed out of the broken column in embarrassment, plunged into the billowing black smoke in front, the sleeve of his right shoulder was blown to pieces, and his entire arm was dripping with blood. Another black air flew from the other side from a distance, and was blocked by Qinghui in the middle. The black air collided with the sword light, clearing an open space in mid-air, and then quickly filled with smoke.

Loujiang guards the enchantment center.

The sword formation formed by the thirty-six cold sword world simultaneously expanded outwards, containing all incoming enemies shrouded in black mist.

"Your Shanhaige's management is a bit too wide, isn't it? Isn't your own territory also trying to be pretentious?" A pair of gray-white sharp claws protruded from the dark fog, and after they collided with the cold sword, both of them retreated at the same time. The sword fell into the eyes, and the black mist turned into a strange bird whose head was rotting to the point where only bones were left, and looked at Lou Jiang sullenly.

The strange bird glanced at the Beast Master Sect elder in the enchantment, and laughed twice: "Hey, the real master here is probably still scolding you for getting in the way hahahaha..."

"Monster! Don't try to sow discord!" The elder of the Imperial Beast Sect guarding Hecheng opened his eyes, his breath was weak, and he reluctantly raised his voice, "Fellow Daoist Lou! Please hold on for one more incense time! Hecheng and Benzong will definitely give back! The Imperial Beast Sect and Shanhaige will always be friends!"

"Hahahahaha!" The strange bird laughed, a wing, ghostly appeared behind Lou Jiang, and poked its claws out.

The sound of gold and iron colliding echoed in the sky, drowned in the sound of crane feathers rubbing and beating their wings.

The crazy cranes are not only slamming into the barrier violently, but also killing each other violently. The bird's beak pecked fiercely, and the residual blood and feathers were splashed. From time to time, blood cranes with broken wings and wounded slaughtered and fell from the sky. There is no trace of the elegance and elegance of the past, and the brutality and bloodshed are terrifying.

"Hexian... Hexian..."

A quiet and beautiful girl, A Yu, propped herself on the gravel with her naturally mutilated forearm, and crawled out with difficulty while holding back her tears.

Two nights ago, the hut where she and her brother lived collapsed in the violent shaking, and they were trapped in a dark corner before they could escape. She didn't know what was going on outside, and she didn't remember how long it had been. She only remembered that her brother had been digging stones with his hands, and she wanted to help, but had no hands.

My brother has been digging for a long time, until today.

A stone was pushed away, and the light came down again. She saw the fire, the bloody hand bones of her brother, and the broken column pressing on his leg.

Her brother is dumb, can't speak, and just pushes her out desperately.

Climb out.

Climb out to the rescue.

Only one section of the arm was worn to reveal the bones, and the gravel scraped the bones. Ayu climbed out of the ruins, raised his head, and went to find the crane fairy who lived in their house... Not far away, a gate tower was knocked down by a blood crane, smashing into flames. Line up to the left and right.

"Crane Immortal!"

Ayu shouted desperately.

"Hexian! Save my brother!"

"Help..."

The sharp claws of the man-high crane demon dig deep into the rock. It turned its head in the black smoke, the icy gaze unique to the bird of prey focused on the girl crawling in the ruins, the crane wings slowly raised, and each feather was bright red as if blood was flowing.

Ayu's pupils suddenly widened.

The next moment, the wind blade and the blood feather shot out.

clang

Lu Xiaoxiao's hand gripping the sword cracked, and the wrist bone suffered a sharp pain. She hugged the girl with the stump and rolled all the way against the ground, the arrow-like crane feathers rubbed her shoulders and nailed it into the stone. The huge black shadow swooped in like lightning, Lu Xiaoxiao slapped the ground with his palm, jumped up, and stepped on the flying sword with the little girl.

The crane demon fluttered in the air, screamed angrily, flapped its wings, and fanned a strong whirlwind.

Lu Xiaoxiao spat out blood, Yu Jian avoided the wind.

"Save my brother, save my brother, he's still down there!" Holding his sword, Lu Xiaoxiao glanced down hesitantly. A half-sized mute boy struggled to climb out of the rubble. The body could no longer move. The Crane Demon stood on one leg not far from him, his blood wings lowered, ready to attack.