The heavy rain continued to fall, and Nangong Weiyang quickly recovered from the initial shock.
When she saw Lin Xi standing in the sky, she was sure that Lin Xi's realm had surpassed that of the Master of Purgatory Mountain in front of Qianye Pass without having to sense the aura on Lin Xi's body.
Because all practitioners know that only those who continue to go very far on the path of the Great Saint Master can rely on their own soul power to vibrate and stand in the sky.
This was a result she had expected before, so she just glanced at Lin Xi, pointed at the location of the ruins of Qingluan Palace, and asked, "How could this happen?"
Lin Xi landed on the ground and said with extremely complicated eyes: "That mass of things has disappeared, and the ruins of Qingluan Palace are no longer there."
Nangong Weiyang paused for breath and asked the same question again: "How could this happen?"
"Maybe it was because of my actions that the energy was out of balance." Lin Xi was silent for a moment and said, "This kind of thing is like a black hole or star in the universe. How it forms and how it disappears is difficult to understand."
Nangong Weiyang raised her head.
She didn't know what a black hole was, but she knew the stars. She raised her head and saw only the rainstorm, not the stars in the sky, but she thought it was true. Who knew why the stars were born and why they disappeared?
The mass disappeared completely, just like the door to another world was completely closed. The "General God" disappeared from this world. But since Lin Xi decided to bid farewell to the previous world, Nangong Weiyang felt that this door
The closure is not a bad thing.
"Looks like we're going to make a boat."
At this moment, Gu Xinyin's voice sounded.
Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang looked down at their feet.
The pockmarked ice under their feet has been submerged in water, and the water has exceeded their feet.
Many glaciers within their sight began to collapse. Most of the ice in the Ice and Snow God's Land was mixed with dust. It has been an unclean blue-grey color for thousands of years. However, after the ice and snow inside melted into water, these
The water looked clean and blue.
Lin Xi's expression became more solemn. He nodded and said, "If equipped with a sail, we should be able to return to the Dentian Mountains more easily."
…
The power of the collision of vitality that erupted from the extreme northern zone of the Ice and Snow Divine Plains was astonishing, and even temporarily changed the climate of the entire Ice and Snow Divine Plains and even the entire world.
There is an extremely moist wind blowing from behind the Dentian Mountains.
In a snow valley somewhere in the Dengtian Mountains, the young Purgatory Mountain Priest Qi Lianmo and dozens of his followers raised their heads and watched the fine snow that had been falling in the sky turn into water droplets.
Qi Lianmo, the priest of Purgatory Mountain who was very much admired by Zhang Ping, did not feel anything unusual at first.
Lin Xi and others have disappeared in the ice and snow for a long time, and summer has arrived in the world.
Almost all practitioners in the world believe that it is impossible for anyone in the world to survive in the extremely harsh conditions of the Ice and Snow Godland for so long. This is also true. Without the guidance of Dean Zhang, there would be no hot lake to recuperate, and the world would indeed
No Saint Master can persist in the Ice and Snow Divine Field for such a long time.
Therefore, although he still loyally carried out Zhang Ping's orders and waited in the Dengtian Mountains, like almost all practitioners in the world, Qi Lianmo felt that Lin Xi had already died in the Ice and Snow Divine Field.
In summer, the temperature is slightly higher and the fine snow turns into light rain, which is normal in his opinion.
However, he felt more and more that something was wrong.
The water vapor in the sky is becoming more and more humid.
What started as a hazy mist turned into drizzle, and finally turned into a downpour.
The heavy rain continued to fall, with no end in sight for many days.
The low-lying valley where they originally sought shelter from the wind and cold could no longer stay, so Qi Lianmo and his dozens of followers set up camp among the giant rocks at high altitudes.
As the rainstorm continued, the expression on Qi Lian Mo's face did not change much. He still looked cold and majestic in front of his entourage, but the shock and fear in his heart increased day by day.
Looking towards the Four Seasons Plain, the entire Four Seasons Plain was also shrouded in continuous heavy rain. What shocked him the most was that the snow peaks high in the Dentian Mountains were also melting, and the snow line was moving upwards. There was a lot of white snow covering it.
In places, the true nature of the rock has been exposed.
Every day, river-like floods rush down from the canyons of the Dengtian Mountains to the Four Seasons Plain.
Whether he saw the power of such a flood with his own eyes or the sound of more such floods in the distance, his hands in the divine robes kept trembling.
The eternal snow in the Dentian Mountains has begun to melt... This is definitely an extremely abnormal thing.
Floods have cut off most of the roads in the Dentian Mountains.
The permafrost winter plains on the Four Seasons Plain near the Dengtian Mountains were washed by floods and some large rivers appeared, forming many large and small lakes.
However, some green grass that originally seemed to never appear has grown wildly, making large tracts of oases appear in the frozen wasteland.
The communication between Qilianmo and other Purgatory Mountain camps in the Dengtian Mountains was temporarily interrupted. Even hunting became extremely difficult and there was a shortage of food.
Dozens of followers are dedicated to serving Qi Lianmo, so there is no shortage of food for Qi Lianmo. However, under the huge psychological pressure every day, his complexion has become withered and yellow, and his cheekbones have become extraordinarily thin due to weight loss.
Stand tall.
Qi Lianmo, who had had breakfast in the tent, looked at the raindrops still falling in the sky and began to feel a little unable to control his emotions.
Why is it still raining?
How long will this rain continue to rain?
He began to think about his previous days in Purgatory Mountain. He thought that in Purgatory Mountain, they disciples of Purgatory Mountain were all eager for rain. After it rained in Purgatory Mountain, which rarely rained, there would not be so much dust and the air would change.
It needs to be cooler and some pungent smells will disappear.
However, now he knows that if it rains too much, it will make people collapse.
When Qi Lianmo couldn't bear it anymore and even wanted to tear up the tent that was protecting him from the rain, in the other tent next to him, the fire leader suddenly let out a low roar, and the heat radiated from his body made the whole tent seem to
It must be burned so that the raindrops falling on it turn into clouds of white gas.
Qi Lianmo stood up in disbelief.
As he stood up, the tent outside Huo Kui really started to burn, like a paper lantern being burned to pieces, revealing Huo Kui's unusually huge body.
Huo Kuai's huge body instantly broke through the rain curtain and rushed towards the rocks high above.
Qi Lianmo raised his head and his breathing paused momentarily.
He saw four figures in black robes standing quietly on the big rock dozens of steps in front of Huo Kui.
All four people are holding umbrellas.
The umbrella was very crude, like a sail, but it could cover the rain.
Huo Kui's combat power is higher than that of ordinary Saint Masters. There are few people in the world who can kill Huo Kui alone. However, Qi Lianmo saw that facing Huo Kui who was pressing down like a small erupting volcano, one of the four
One person seemed to just raise his head and glance at Huo Kui's face.
After just one glance, Qi Lianmo felt that countless auras that were completely unearthly came out of that person.
The roar of the Fire Chief disappeared instantly.
Its body was suddenly pressed by the majestic force and stopped in the air. The flames and white gas on its body were pressed back into a long line, just like a candle that suddenly encountered a strong wind and was about to be extinguished.
Many raindrops between the man and Huo Kui suddenly disappeared, all impacting on Huo Kui's body.
Every drop of rain falling on Huo Kui made the sound of a giant pillar hitting the wall.
It's like countless giant pillars smashing into a wall.
Huo Kuai's huge body instantly flew out and crashed, smashing several tents behind Qi Lianmo.
Qi Lianmo received some teachings from Zhang Ping, but faced with such a power that far exceeded the holy level, at this moment he could not even think of becoming an enemy.
After finally regaining his breath with a "Hey" sound, and the discomfort in his chest and abdomen made him cough repeatedly, he finally saw the faces of the four people clearly.
Seeing the face of the man who seemed to have knocked away Huo Kuai without even moving, his body began to tremble uncontrollably.
….
The monk in white clothes walks far away in the endless sea of sand.
His eyes have also lost their moisture like withered flowers.
To the endless sea of sand around him, he was like an extremely ordinary little pebble.
However, his face remained firm and his will was moving.
This is his practice, and it is also the hope of Prajna Temple.
Only by finding the origin of Prajna Temple and interpreting the earliest exercises can we make the most fundamental changes.
He already felt that he had captured the aura he was looking for, but he still lacked a chance.
At this moment, he felt that a lot of water vapor suddenly appeared between the extremely dry heaven and earth.
His withered flower-like eyes suddenly glowed with light, and his body quickly attracted the water vapor between heaven and earth, even forming a vortex outside him.
His skin regained its luster and his eyes became full and bright.
He saw that the water vapor was getting thicker and thicker, and he saw that the sky over the endless sand sea was gradually dimming, and for the first time it was covered with dark clouds.
A heavy rain poured down.
In the endless sea of sand, the first rain in thousands of years unexpectedly ushered in.
The rain washed over the sand, which became moist, and the gravel mixed with water began to flow.
As the water washed away, some places were sunken and some dunes were washed away.
Jue Yuan stood motionless.
His body sank downwards, but the sand that trapped him was washed away by the current.
The sea of sand in front of him was changing.
A brilliant Buddha's light appeared in the sand.
Just like a sunken ship finally surfaced, a huge Buddha head appeared in the sea of sand in front of him.
The white-robed monk smiled warmly.
The opportunity he had been chasing and waiting for finally appeared.