The thick dark clouds covered the sky tightly, and the sunlight could not shine in at all. The gusts of cold wind swept across the earth. The white light was like sharp blades piercing the rolling dark clouds, and the rumbling sound of thunder.
Shocking the world.
Monsters in the Fallen Realm broke out of the Fallen Realm one after another, and the demons who were known for their physical bodies instantly defeated the town's guards and rushed inward.
The biggest threat is the crazy dragon released from the crypt, flying in this thick sea of dark clouds, and everywhere they pass, they are struck into ruins by the thunder carried by the dragon.
"It's what happened during your five days of sleep."
Bai Xiangbing sat on Yun Chi's back and listened quietly to Mo Qianluo's remarks about what happened in the past five days.
"I took it off this time. Although the life and death of this world has nothing to do with us, I can't stand it anymore by being tossed like this." Bai Xiangbing looked at the winding dragon on the ground who was struggling with luggage and leaving his hometown, and couldn't help but feel lighter.
Sigh.
"Anyone who has sympathy can't stand it." Mo Qianluo said, then asked Bai Xiangbing: "What? Do you want to kill the dragon? The reason why the demons in the fallen domain ran out on a large scale should have nothing to do with the barrier.
, it should have something to do with that dragon. If you kill that dragon, these demons might go back."
Bai Xiangbing chuckled, shook his head and killed the dragon. He and Mo Qianluo knew very well whether the demons would go back to the fallen realm.
"Although that dragon is tricky, we join forces with Daxia and Dasang's foundation, so it's not that we can't kill it. Those demons who are wandering outside are big troubles. We don't have the intention to be cleaners for them." Bai Xiangbing said.
"So let the cleaners leave them to the people in this world. What we have to do is how much advantage we can take. Although this dragon is crazy, it is full of treasures."
The two looked at each other and both read the same thoughts from each other's eyes. The two fish named Daxia and Dasang were already slaughtered by the two on the cutting board.
When others are desperate, they will try to turn the tide. Although this move is old-fashioned, it is so practical. Even if the other party does not kneel down and call him dad, at least he is not asking others to pick stars and moons.
The other party has to agree.
Thinking of this, both of them knew it. Yun Chi raised his wings and flew to the hiding place that Mo Qianluo found five days ago.
In front of a mountain wall, a big bird stopped in the air. Mo Qianluo stood up from the bird's back and walked forward like a flat ground in the air. He reached out and gently touched the cliff wall.
The vortex appeared in front of him. As the vortex continued to twist, a passage also appeared on the mountain wall.
The entrance to the passage is as big as the size of the mountain wall. Yun Chi carries Bai Xiangbing and Mo Qianluo into the passage that appears from the mountain wall.
This wonderful space was not built by Bai Xiangbing, but something left by his predecessors. During the days when Bai Xiangbing fainted, Mo Qianluo relied on some of the sects that had been changing in the palace of Daxia.
A sect ruin found in relevant records of places that may have existed in this world.
"It's a miracle that there are no guardians in this sect's ruins who have been guarding the sect with obsession in the past dynasties." This is the first sentence Bai Xiangbing said after waking up and knew that this was the ruins of the sect, but he understood it.
After the purpose of this sect, he paid respect to this sect of the old era.
As soon as they entered the passage, neat square holes appeared on the stone walls on both sides of the passage, and bronze oil lamps popped up from the opening. The size of the oil lamp was the same as the size of the cut hole, and these can't be seen at all
The oil lamps are actually mechanisms hidden behind the stone wall.
There are many such mechanisms all the way, and the city at the end of the passage is even more amazing. In the world, we only know that there is an insurmountable gap between immortals and mortals, and the same is true for the relationship between practitioners and non-cultivators.
, But who knows that among the practitioners, there is such a group of people who claim to be the pioneer, representing that the practitioners are the first to contact non-cultivators, constantly joining the world, combining the cultivation civilization with the technology of non-cultivators
, a new civilization after the combination of two civilizations was born, among which artificial spiritual roots were the most prominent research results.
The names of spiritual roots are different in different worlds, and because the laws of each different world are different, spiritual roots that are different or even completely opposite in position are born. Take the spiritual world and the earth as examples, now the spirit is spiritual.
The spiritual roots in the world are even cheaper than cabbage. The initiative in cultivation is not in the sky but in one's own hands. However, the earth is different. The spiritual roots are not only rare, but the entire environment is not enough to support the practitioners' right to practice.
All the cultivation level is in the sky.
The spiritual root attributes in the spiritual world are basically complex, but the difference is that the attributes of the complex are a catastrophe for the spiritual roots of the earth, and the attributes of the complex in the spiritual world will be the master.
Attribute assimilation gradually becomes a brand new single attribute.
But no matter in the earth or in the spiritual world, a single attribute is always the best. A single attribute will make it easier to filter out suitable spiritual energy and will be more pure, which will invisibly speed up the speed of cultivation.
Bai Xiangbing, who was walking in the city of the government, looked at the machinery that still maintained its operation after a thousand years and exclaimed: "No matter how many times you see it, you will be amazed. No matter how gorgeous words can be described as common to practitioners and non-cultivators.
The crystallization of wisdom.”
Mo Qianluo nodded and said, "The Hongchen Sect practices the Hongchen Dao. The founder of the mountain is an ordinary craftsman from an ordinary family. His life has been ups and downs. He suddenly realized the way of immortality in middle age and founded the Hongchen Sect in old age.
There is the first person in this world to propose that cultivators should serve non-cultivists since historical records, but no aristocratic family or sect agrees with them. However, because they frequently come into contact with non-cultivists, they are very big in the secular world.
A group of supporters, especially after creating artificial spiritual roots, the influence of the Hongchen Sect has reached its peak. Unfortunately, success and failure are also the world. Although artificial spiritual roots have allowed those without spiritual roots to embark on the path of cultivation, they are also
Because of the uneven quality of qualifications, they are gradually eliminated by history."
"You know a lot." Bai Xiangbing said casually.
Mo Qianluo said lightly: "No one will understand his hiding place." Then he asked casually: "How long can those people outside last?"
Bai Xiangbing said, "How about this, after counting three times, you and I will make gestures together."
After three sounds, the two looked at the fingers raised in each other's hands and couldn't help but chuckled together...
"Grind the knives and prepare the cutting board, it's time to slaughter the fish."