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The disciples on duty at the Bazuo Guashan Sluice Gate whispered while resisting the whip-like rain.
"Wake up," someone shuddered, "I don't want to sign a contract with those Flood Dragons, and I have to go to war with those Sea Monsters in the West Sea. That's a war! People will die! You didn't look at Xizhou. What did the publication say?... The Kraken is as huge as a mountain, carrying icebergs down, the city is destroyed by the city, the mountain is broken by the mountain. I don't want to go."
"Coward!" Someone sneered, "Then you can stay in the mountain gate, but don't say I scare you, this time the sea monsters are coming to the main sect, and they will have to fight them sooner or later."
The frightened man shrank his neck and couldn't help muttering: "It's weird, how come the West Sea Kraken wasn't so strong before."
"I heard that it used to be because Tianwaitian suppressed the Twelve Continents. Kong Sangbai made a deal with Tianwaitian, and Tianwaitian restricted the demon clan through Mu Tiansuo... Well, you didn't see it. , Twelve years ago, did Thirty-Six Islands first communicate with Heaven and Heaven before joining hands to attack the world?" The interpreter paused, scratched his head, and said, "However, I see what Bailu Shuzhuang said, these The strength of the demon clan has skyrocketed, and I am afraid it has something to do with the Great Wilderness. Nine times out of ten, it has also fallen into a demon... Hmph! If it is not my race, there must be a different heart, and it is impossible to expect the demon to guard the world."
While talking, a tidal wave from the river came.
More than a dozen people in rain cloaks came out on the waves with lanterns.
The leader said loudly: "Sixteen people from Tingyun Peak are on duty at Xuhai."
"Elder's warrant!" The disciple on duty stepped forward.
A dozen or so rotating disciples of Ting Yunfeng fell in front of them, and the leader was Fang Ying, a disciple of Tingyunfeng—this guy is also a famous beast master sect.
When the disciple on duty saw him, he sighed in his heart, this Ting Yunfeng's famous inner sect trash is really unlucky enough. In such a windy, rainy and cold weather, he was kicked out to be on duty.
However, this is an internal matter of Tingyun Peak, and the people from other peaks are not very easy to say anything. The disciple on duty checked the warrant, nodded, and handed him the magic weapon that supervises the water phase of the sluice gate. When the two shifts were handed over, the newly arrived "Tingyun Peak" disciples took their place and stood at the position where the sluice was involved in opening and closing. The disciples on duty in the previous class were suffocated by the wind and rain, and as soon as they were handed over, they rushed back to their yard, ready to meditate and adjust their breath.
They walked in a hurry, and the sky was dark, so they didn't pay attention. Following Fang Ying's place where the disciples of Tingyun Peak stood, the accumulated water showed a hint of red.
The dark red was quickly washed away by the running water.
The sound of water roared around the sluice.
After crossing the eight Gua Mountains, the water level of Yanglong Pond surrounded by Gua Mountain has dropped by two-thirds. The copper net hangs high above the heads of many entangled dragons, and a silver inner alchemy is like a bright moon. Its brilliance crosses the gap between the mountains and shines on the sixteen "Tingyun Peak" disciples.
"The hour is almost here."
Fang Ying looked at the people around her with a slightly pale face.
He was a little nervous.
Fortunately, his image as Ting Yunfeng's trash is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. If he is thrown over to guard the Longmen Pass on a heavy rainy day, and his face remains unchanged, that would be a strange thing.
"Wait a minute." The person on his left whispered, a female voice.
Senior Sister Chang Yufeng, Bai Zhongqu.
Chang Yufeng, where she is located, is one of the few remaining goodwill sects in the Imperial Beast Sect.
Fang Ying nodded and summoned up the courage to turn his eyes back to the towering mountain sluice. When the two were talking, the brilliance of the Silver Dragon Dragon Pill in the Yanglong Pond flowed with the wind and rain. In the sky, among the layers of black clouds, lightning and rays of light were intertwined, as if there were thousands of thunder halls bred and about to fall.
Jiang Lang is one level higher than one level.
The entire location of the main beast master sect suddenly turned into a sea.
Lightning loomed, vaguely, and scales of light swirled in the sea waves.
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From the highest to the high clouds, the white clouds are still slowly flowing.
The territory of the Western Continent was flattened and cut, and on the northwest corner, lead-grey clouds shrouded, and white lines had completely surrounded the Dragon Head Mountains where the Beast Master Sect was located. The wind, rain and thunder, the smoke and blood, drowned the ants and all living beings on the mountains and seas. The suffering of millions of people, overlooked from the highest and brightest places, shrinks like mud tiles.
Covering the mountains and rivers of Xizhou are pitch-black clouds, people can no longer tell the clouds what they miss; what swept across the mountains and rivers of Xizhou is the cold and fierce wind, and God will never put the response in the wind and blow from the sky. towards the ground.
Once in the sky, in the evening in the sky, between the heavens and the people, once there is a word, there is a word in the evening [1]... Everything, everything, from now on, is just the incomplete inscription on the "Ancient Stone Stele".
The era of inseparable gods and people has come to an end.
The mourning on the mud tiles and the mourning on the mud balls cannot be passed on to the sky.
Only the breeze is left on the clouds, and only the vertical and horizontal are left.
The wind rolls red, like a fire.
The gods sit high in the clouds.
"I'm throwing ten thousand gold and Fubo." He drew the wind and fiddled with his hands. He smiled and sang in a clear voice, "I want to buy Qiuguangtang as a guest."
He has a high pitch, so high that he doesn't need mortal listeners.
The blood-robed and black-haired Tiandao was beside him, staring at his unbridled eyebrows, Ning was his fingertips, and he was his only listener. Hear him take madness for ecstasy and sing it like a song on the clouds.
"I want to buy autumn light-"
"Autumn light-"
Shi Wu Luo suddenly stretched his ten fingers and turned down.
"Don't sell me!"
Boom!
Thousands of hectares of thunder in Xizhou!
Chapter 159 Long Fish Scale Rain
Thousands of lightning flashes from high up, dense as a forest.
The cold blue light shrouded above the Sect Master Sect of the Imperial Beasts shattered instantly, and the terrifying white lightning overturned the entire mountain peak in the roar of thunderstorms. Sea water, river water, white waves, Kuroshio... In an instant, everyone was in a dazzling light that swept up and down, the sea surging over the mountainside reflected lightning, and the dark layered clouds broke the lightning.