The spiritual energy that is constantly being devoured,
Gods and demons as tall as mountains keep walking out of the cracks in time and space,
Arrive in this world of cultivation that has been peaceful for millions of years.
The monks rose up to fight,
Controlling various flying swords, magic weapons, and even flying in the air with the body,
Trying to drive away these gods and demons who do not belong to this world,
Save the world again.
However, everything is in vain...
Gods and demons possess unparalleled power,
one punch,
a palm,
One knife,
one shot,
A sword!
The monks continued to fall like ants, their bodies and bones piled up into mountains, and their souls and souls were absorbed by the gods and demons and turned into nutrients...
Hundreds of thousands, millions, tens of millions of monks are only worthy of becoming the nourishment of these gods and demons.
This is the end of the monks!
This is the end of the world!
There is no hope...
In the medicine garden in the back mountain of Yuantian Sect, Wang Rui, who was still working, found something strange today. His senior brother Wang Yuanyu, who always liked to come to make things difficult for him at noon, did not come. Could it be that the sun was rising in the west today?
Wang Rui straightened up and threw the last Sky Spirit Fruit into the basket behind his back. This basket was cast by Senior Brother Wang to maintain the freshness of the basket to ensure the activity of the Spirit Fruit and Fairy Grass. It could last for three days, which was the first in the world of cultivation.
A common little magic.
Registered disciples are the lowest level of the major sects in the immortal world. They are responsible for all kinds of hard work and dirty work. They rarely have time to practice, and lack the teachings of practicing disciples. Self-study is in vain, unless you are a genius. Unfortunately, Wang Rui
His qualifications are only average.
"Today's mission is finally completed. It's a good thing that Senior Brother Wang didn't come early, otherwise I would have been scolded by him again. He is such an annoying Senior Brother." Wang Rui carried the basket and walked towards the outside of the medicine garden, facing the knot.
He chanted a spell at the boundary and made rapid gestures with his fingers. A profound word suddenly formed in the air, and then it quickly expanded and bloomed, and golden light fell on the boundary. Then the boundary slowly melted, and a gap as high as a person appeared, similar to a door.
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Wang Rui walked out of the barrier and came outside the medicine garden. He recited a spell and wrote a profound word again, and returned to the barrier.
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The boundary quickly closes again, similar to closing a door.
This was a spell that Wang Yuanyu asked him to learn in order to better manage the medicine garden, so that he would not have to do it himself all the time.
He had just walked out of the medicine garden a few steps when he heard a "whoosh" sound coming from his ears, as if someone was controlling a magic weapon to fly quickly.
"Wang Rui..." Sure enough, there was someone. Wang Rui's cautious character was immediately startled. He quickly looked around and found that it was Wang Yuanyu.
Wang Yuanyu's face was pale at this time and he was panting. He seemed to be wearing all kinds of armor and all kinds of magic weapons. He didn't know if the storage bag was full. He was holding two trees as big as a baby's arms in his hands.
Thousand-year-old white jade ginseng as big as a radish. In the eyes of people in the world of cultivation, this white jade ginseng is just an ordinary thing, but in the eyes of low-level monks and ordinary people, it is a top-notch tonic.
It is said that taking white jade ginseng once every ten days can prolong life and easily live to two hundred years old. Even if you are lucky enough to eat a piece or a piece of ginseng, it can improve your physical fitness, and ordinary people can live without any disease.
Therefore, it is no wonder that even though the treatment of registered disciples is very poor, because of the opportunity to contact immortals, mortals are still eager to join the immortal sect, and many people are eager to become immortals and change their lives.
"Wang...Senior Brother Wang...I have completed the task of picking Tianling Fruit today." Wang Rui was worried about being scolded, so he quickly took off the basket behind him, then trotted over with it in his arms, hoping to let Wang Yuanyu check it.
Wang Yuanyu suddenly cursed: "Who cares about you... you... you should run away, the Yuan Tian Sect is over... no... the entire world of cultivation is over..."
"Senior Brother Wang, I didn't understand what you said." Wang Rui stood there puzzled. Seeing that he was still stunned, Wang Yuanyu immediately shook his head, no longer sympathized, and quickly slipped away with the magic weapon.
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Boom!
At this moment, a sound like a mountain collapsing suddenly came from behind, shocking the world, and then a huge head appeared above the mountain gate of Yuantian Sect, with a green face and fangs, which was extremely ferocious and terrifying.
"The great formation protecting the sect has been broken. All disciples of the Yuantian Sect will follow me and fight to the end today!"
"I will obey the master's order and fight to the end!"
Wang Rui's face slowly turned pale. It was the leader's voice just now. It is rare to see a leader's voice sound like this, even if he was found by the feuding sect, it would not be like this.
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So Yuantian Sect is really...finished?
He joined the sect at the age of twenty and has been a registered disciple for seventy years. Twenty years ago, he got a promise from an elder in the sect, saying that when he was a hundred years old, he could be accepted as an exceptional disciple.
He was an outer disciple, which made Wang Rui overjoyed.
It is rare for a registered disciple to become an outer disciple at the age of 100. In the world of cultivation, a mere 100 years old is just a teenager.
The reason why he chose to come to the Medicine Garden in the first place was because of the convenience of prolonging his life and keeping his appearance. The Medicine Garden is a very important place for the sect, but the ordinary menial tasks such as loosening the soil, weeding and picking are naturally not something that the senior brothers and elders can do.
They are willing to do it themselves, and are not willing to use their own magic power to do these superficial things, unless it is extremely precious fairy grass and fairy fruits, so they are basically delegated to these named disciples.
After walking around in the medicine garden for many years, you will naturally be nourished by these herbs and fairy fruits, and your body will be much better than other people's. Moreover, when picking, those herbs and fruits with poor quality and defects will be abandoned, and they will basically be discarded.
The advantage was given to them. As a result, although there was no refined elixir to swallow, these spiritual fruits and herbs were mixed into some simple pills, which were enough to keep oneself young and strong, and it would not be a problem to live for two hundred years.
Click!
It seemed that the mountain gate would not be able to hold on for long. The dead and wounded senior brothers and elders continued to fall from the sky. The other low-level disciples in the gate, especially the outer disciples, fled in panic, hoping to escape one by one.
But they were devoured one by one by the gods and demons.
Wang Rui gritted his teeth. Instead of running around, he ran towards the yard where he lived.
"It turns out that the strange treasure and the letter I picked up fifty years ago were about today. Fortunately, I didn't throw it away with a trace of luck. Now I can only take a gamble." Wang Rui took out two "Magic Talisman"
"Putting it against the outside of his thigh, his running speed nearly doubled, and he quickly ran back to his yard.
There is no one else in the courtyard. This is a courtyard for the outer disciples. There are about four or five rooms, and each room houses four to eight people. Generally, senior brother Wang Yuanyu and the like live in one room. Four people live in one room. Xiang Wang Rui
In this case, eight people will live in one room.
He walked into a room in the northwest corner. At this time, the room was in a mess, as if it had been ransacked.