The sky is torn apart and the rain is pouring down. This is the month of disaster.
The swollen water was connected to the sky, and a fishy smell came out of the water. Hundreds of thousands of houses were destroyed instantly. Beasts, rats, snakes, insects, spiders, all life were flying in the disaster, and they were heading towards the trees. Climbing up the mountain, most of them were swallowed up in the flood.
The wooden basin floating on the water was extremely small. People in the wooden basin were crying for help. Many people who climbed onto the big tree watched in despair as the water level rose little by little and the big tree tilted little by little.
This is a purge launched after the world becomes angry, and everything is gradually collapsing.
In the disaster, Ming Xiu, who was in the form of a soul, looked at the stormy waves sweeping the world and showed a satisfied smile.
In its eyes, disaster is an unparalleled art.
It hides in the disaster, indulges in this kind of beauty, and is confident that no one can detect its existence. Even if the disaster is calmed down one day, it should truly integrate into it and become evil and difficult to kill like the original king. God.
Dawn has long passed, and at noon, the sky is still dark.
Ming Xie travels through the world with hurricanes, floods and ground cracks, waiting for the arrival of the Year of Konghou.
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Outside the sword pavilion, Luo Xiaopei stood in the crowd, watching the hurried figures of the senior brothers and sisters returning and wielding swords. Her lips were bitten by herself and were almost bleeding.
The past month was Luo Xiaopei's happiest period.
She was the first to see the master of the Jiange Pavilion, and she was extremely happy for this. However, due to the principle of keeping secrets, she did not tell the matter. She only pretended to be a ghost in front of her friends, saying that she had met a big shot. Her friends asked her who she really was, but she said nothing. Others said she was bragging, but she was still complacent about it and was proud that she was not understood.
This kind of happiness that only belongs to children could not last long. Natural disasters fell from the sky. Although she was young, she knew deeply how powerless people were in the face of such disasters. When they were in Eighty-one City, if it hadn't been for a big lion to protect them , I'm afraid it will be the end of the whole city being destroyed.
The heavy rain washed the earth, and Luo Xiaopei stood on the muddy road, absent-minded, and her mind was filled with the faces of her family. Before she joined Jiange, her family was not kind to her, so she didn't even go home this New Year's Eve. Until now, she began to regret it.
Suddenly, the figure in front began to shake. The senior sister seemed to have finished saying something. She asked her friends around her and found out that they were going back to City 81 to fight the disaster.
Most of the disciples in the team are from Eighty-one City, and they have already returned home.
Luo Xiaopei's cultivation is still outstanding among this generation of young disciples. She was originally full of confidence, but when she actually saw the hurricane passing through and the flood sweeping away, she deeply felt how powerless the sword in her hand was.
Cutting mountains and rivers is something that only top cultivators can do. A collapsed house might kill her.
When she returned to Eighty-one City, she failed to find her parents. She only followed the team led by her senior sister to evacuate the victims, and then immediately returned to the city to help dig channels.
On the way back, disaster struck sooner than expected.
The small team Luo Xiaopei followed encountered a flood in advance.
Countless rivers ahead have burst their banks due to earthquakes and heavy rains. The water flow is like a gluttonous beast escaping from myths and legends. It rushes over in the form of thousands of troops charging into formation. The rushing waves swallow up everything along the way. Luo Xiaopei felt the ground trembling under her feet, her mind went blank, and she could hear nothing but the sound of water in her ears.
I'm going to die here... This was the only thought she had left.
She complained about her cowardice and quietly looked around. Many people were trembling with fear, and many lost their fighting spirit and ran towards the direction of the Eighty-one City.
However, Luo Xiaopei knew clearly that with their current state, there was no way they could beat Dashui.
Just when she felt that she was certain to die, the surroundings became quiet, and the savage beast seemed to be stopped at the front.
The disciple next to her pulled her and wanted her to move away, but she managed to break free and ran forward.
Then, she saw a scene she would never forget.
Before the vast flood, a woman in a green skirt hung with a whisk in her arms.
The woman is like a leaf floating in the air, unable to make people feel the slightest weight. She was as small as a mote of dust in front of the flood, but the turbulent waves meekly stopped. And this goddess-like woman seemed to have encountered a problem. Although she could control the river water, she didn't know where to direct it.
The girl looked at her nervously. The flood was still coming one after another. She was afraid that the god would not be able to hold on.
Then, she saw the fairy woman flying high into the sky.
She did not give up control of the flood, but directly dragged the entire turbid river water up into the sky. That was the real emptying of the turbid waves!
The way this goddess channels the river is to move the river directly away!
Luo Xiaopei stood there, looking at the rest of the exhausted river and the mist-filled forest. It took a long time for the girl to come back to her senses.
This was a month of disaster, but at different times and in different places, there were many people like Luo Xiaopei who saw miracles happening on the messy land.
That is a scene that is only depicted in creation myths.
Some people saw the golden arrows flying from the sky killing the strong wind, some saw the fairy in white as snow cutting up the tsunami, some saw the man carrying an ancient sword on his back, forcibly closing the seams in the ground with his hands, and there were also many people who suffered serious floods. In this area, there are countless root systems of unknown origin extending from the land, absorbing large amounts of water.
That is the essence of evil, the world tree growing underground.
This disaster, which Ming Xie considered to be a world-destroying disaster, had indeed caused a huge blow to the human world when it was launched. However, it only took more than ten days for this disaster that swept the world to show its decline.
This was something that Ming Xie didn't expect, and it suddenly felt like it was fighting alone.
During this period of time, Ning Jiujiu never gave up his pursuit of him.
Rather than chasing after it for a long time, it will not be able to spare time to integrate into the disaster.
Before it truly merges into the disaster, it cannot perfectly cover up its aura. These days, Ming Xie can also feel that the opponent's pursuit is getting closer and closer, and it is becoming more and more clear.
When the disaster really subsides, it will have no way to hide itself.
In mid-to-late February, Ming Xie began to mobilize the remaining power of authority and prepared to launch the second disaster.
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In winter, it's freezing cold.
Ning stood for a long time in an unspoiled snow field, holding the silver sword and looking thin.
Liu Xiwan followed him, her eyes hard to conceal the exhaustion.
Nearly twenty days have passed since the battle in Beiming, and the angry land is gradually returning to calm, but Ming Xiu is so good at hiding that he never shows any obvious signs.
Ning Jiujiu walked to a river. He knelt in the snow, picked up the cold river water and slapped his face. He took another sip of water, as if he wanted to find some clues.
Liu Xiwan stood beside him, looking at the reflection of the two people in the river.
"If we can't find it again, the Year of Hunting will begin, and I'm afraid it will be even harder to find in the future." Liu Xiwan was a little discouraged.
Ning Jiujiu stood up and said, "Don't get distracted."
"Huh?" Liu Xiwan was a little confused.
Ning Jiujiu explained: "The one who is really worried now is Ming Xie, not us."
Ning looked at the vast land for a long time and continued: "There is not much space left for Ming Xie to hide. Before the Kingdom of Sky Hunter arrives, he is bound to launch a second disaster and disrupt the order again. That is to grab it A chance to come out.”
Liu Xiwan asked: "If it activates its authority, can we find it?"
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "I'm not sure either."
Liu Xiwan pursed her lips. She looked at the tortured land and knew deeply that searching for a dog in this vast land was like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Ning Jiujiu folded his sleeves with his hands, walked through the snow, and headed deeper, without any thought of giving up.
Even if she could enter his sea of consciousness, Liu Xiwan would not be able to understand Ning Jiujiu's true thoughts.
She followed him and headed deeper into the mountain.
In the next few days, Ning Jiujiu and Liu Xiwan did find many clues left by Ming Xie, but those traces were confusing, and many of them were wrong clues deliberately left by Ming Xie to guide them on a detour.
Liu Xiwan collected these clues seriously and tried to analyze them, but Ning Jiujiu didn't pay attention to it. He seemed to have a deeper plan.
The farther away from Beiming, the weaker the traces of the disaster, and the more we can see is the scenery of mountains blocked by heavy snow.
Time has come to the end of February in a blink of an eye.
They climbed a snowy mountain again.
Ning Jiujiu swept away the snow accumulated in a cliff cave, and went in with Liu Xiwan to take a rest temporarily.
"Are you thinking wrong? Ming Xie may not have any intention of launching a second disaster." Liu Xiwan looked at Ning Jiujiu's increasingly thin face, and even suspected that he was acting out of impulse, and the worry in her heart became more and more serious.
"No." Ning Changjiu's expression did not waver at all: "When the disaster completely subsides, there will be no way to hide. When the Year of Konghunting begins, Senior Sister and the others will go and kill him, but I... will not let Ming Xie go no matter what."
Liu Xiwan leaned against the cliff cave and couldn't help but think of the short years in the southern wilderness. She looked at the snow that was still blowing outside the cave, looking dazed and silent for a long time.
"But it's the last day, why hasn't Ming Xie launched a second disaster?" Liu Xiwan said to herself.
Ning didn't answer for a long time.
Liu Xiwan glanced sideways and found that he was asleep.
Liu Xiwan was stunned for a while, thinking how could she fall asleep at such a critical moment? If the enemy launches a disaster now, won't he let it escape again? you…
The girl clenched her fists, feeling a little annoyed. She looked at the young man sleeping, and wanted to stuff a ball of snow into his clothes to wake him up, but she thought he had come all the way, and while helping to suppress the disaster, she chased Suo Mingxiu's whereabouts had not occurred for more than half a month, and he couldn't help but feel distressed.
Liu Xiwan knelt beside him, looking at Ning Changjiu's peaceful sleeping face, and there was a war between heaven and man in her heart.
Reason told her that she must wake Ning Jiujiu, and her hard work for so many days could not be ruined in one day, but she was lucky and wanted him to rest more.
She is the spirit of the Heavenly Mandate Sword Scripture. The sword technique recorded in it is clearly a sword that can kill with one strike, but when things happen, she is always so indecisive...
Liu Xiwan wanted to slap herself.
The snow outside is getting lighter and lighter, and the sky is getting darker and darker.
This may also be the last snow of the year.
Night has fallen.
Ningjiu opened his eyes quietly for a long time.
Liu Xiwan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him waking up.
"How come you're still sleeping when a disaster is approaching?!" Liu Xiwan immediately scolded her sternly.
Ning Changjiu apologized slightly: "I just had a good dream."
Liu Xiwan felt even more strange. She touched his forehead and said, "Are you possessed by a demon?"
Ning Jiujiu grabbed her wrist, put it down gently, and said, "Don't worry."
"Then you..." Liu Xiwan was doubtful and could not rest assured.
Ning Changjiu grabbed her wrist and stood up, walking towards the outside of the cave.
Liu Xiwan asked: "Where are we going?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Look for Ming Xie."
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On a high snow-capped mountain lies a wild wolf.
This is the wild wolf whose body was taken away by Ming Xie.
It has been hiding in the human world for a month. It originally planned to chant authority and cause chaos in the world when the Sky Hunter Year began, but time no longer waited for him.
Ming Xie was lying on his hands and knees in the snow, looking out from the high mountains.
It opened its mouth, mobilized the authority it had finally recovered for a month, and began to sing its final chant.
Then, its movements were frozen in the cold wind of late February.
somebody is coming.
What came was not Ning Changjiu, but a raging fire.
Ming Xie looked back.
The flames dissipated, and a girl in a phoenix skirt walked out holding an umbrella sword.
Ming Xie immediately raised his head and discovered that many bubble-like transparent worlds had appeared in the sky above the snow-capped mountains.
Danger warning signs screamed in my heart.
Ming Xie immediately guessed her identity: "Zhao Xianger?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at the wild dog lying in the snow, ignored it, pulled out his sword and slashed at it.
Ming Xie's hair exploded. He looked at the girl's indifferent face and felt the whizzing sword intent. He mobilized all his strength to resist and made plans to escape.
The white snow exploded at the bottom of the peak, revealing the black rock wall.
After a moment of confrontation, Ming Xie fell out of the flames. Half of its body had been burned, and the blood in its remaining body was like countless twisting insects.
It far underestimates the strength of this girl!
Ming Xie no longer had the will to fight and wanted to escape at all costs.
But as a fire phoenix passed down from ancient times to this day, how could Zhao Xiang'er give it this chance
When Ming Xie jumped up dragging his remains, several flames swept over him at a higher speed. Ming Xie's hair instantly withered. Then, the flames drew a perfect arc, piercing through its body from the front and tearing it apart. Heartbreaking screams echoed in the snowy mountains.
Ming Xie has been a god for thousands of years, but in its heart, it always regards itself as a devil. But at this moment, it feels that those who kill it are the real devils.
"You... how on earth did you find me?"
Ming Xie couldn't figure it out.
It was imprisoned on the cliff by the flames, and the soul was continuously burning. The physical body it resided in was quickly destroyed. The soul hidden in it twisted and screamed, and festered bit by bit under the erosion of the phoenix fire.
In this month, all the suffering it caused in the world came back to its body.
Ming Xie kept screaming, and its doubts were not answered. In its blurred vision, the only thing that could be seen was the cold and beautiful face of the girl.
Everything is coming to an end...
Ming Xie could not accept such an inexplicable death, but it had become a fact.
The phoenix fire burned its soul, and its consciousness became increasingly blurred.
Unknowingly, it recalled the little girl who fell in a pool of firewood and blood. The little girl looked at it from a distance, and the blood was like a fire lit on the firewood. It seemed to be coming back to her.
How could he die like this...
The twisted soul of Minghui showed a difficult smile, and it suddenly opened its mouth wide and let out a furious roar.
The roar stopped abruptly as soon as it started.
What destroyed it was a roaring golden arrow.
The arrow sank into its open mouth and exploded its entire head into pieces. The phoenix fire immediately eroded into it, making it impossible for the soul to heal.
The evil pupils burned in the flames and gradually turned into nothingness. At the moment of its true demise, its throat trembled, as if it was saying in a difficult voice: "It's too late."
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Ning Jiujiu came to the mountain peak.
Zhao Xiang'er looked at him and said, "Don't worry, it will definitely die."
Ning looked at the girl in the huang skirt for a long time and nodded slightly, still feeling worried in his heart.
Liu Xiwan looked at the rubble on the ground and asked belatedly: "What happened? Why did sister Xiang'er appear here?"
Zhao Xiang'er looked at her. This was their first real meeting.
Liu Xiwan's heart trembled, and she said righteously: "When I was still a sword spirit, I often argued with that red-headed chicken. I firmly supported Sister Xiang'er!"
Zhao Xianger smiled faintly, not bothering to expose her.
Ning Jiujiu explained what had just happened: "Have you forgotten? In the past two months, we left runes on all the peaks in the world. As long as Ming Xie approaches here, we can sense it. I guess Yes, Ming Xie will return to the mountain when he activates his authority for the second time... In short, the previous efforts were not in vain."
Liu Xiwan still had questions: "But only you can sense it. How did you convey it to Sister Xiang'er?"
Ning Changjiu said: "Didn't I just sleep for a while?"
Liu Xiwan suddenly realized.
Dreams are the master's authority. He should have recited the master's name silently in his heart before, asking the master to activate his authority and connect his and Zhao Xiang'er's dreams. Then they confirmed Ming Xie's location and killer in the dream. Its timing.
Fortunately, I didn't wake him up hastily...
Zhao Xiang'er walked to Ning Changjiu'er, looked north, and said, "I still feel a little worried. When Ming Xie was about to die, he seemed to have hastily activated his authority again."
Liu Xiwan said: "That should only cause a small-scale disaster. Now that everyone in the world is well prepared, Ming Xie's death blow should not have much impact."
Ning touched his heart for a long time, but he also felt uneasy.
He glanced at Zhao Xiang'er. Zhao Xiang'er understood it naturally. She jumped up slightly and came to a certain bubble in the three thousand worlds. She stretched out her hand and dropped it to the void like a pen, drawing a Perfect circle.
That's a water mirror.
Ning Jiujiu and Liu Xiwan came behind her and stared at the water mirror with her.
In the water mirror, countless pictures passed by at high speed.
When he landed on a certain picture, Zhao Xianger stopped.
The scene is fixed in Beiming.
After the destruction of the Minghui Divine Kingdom, it sank into the mountains at the bottom of the North Ming Sea, and then exploded like a bomb.
In an instant, hundreds of volcanoes erupted on the seabed of Beiming, and the quiet sea once again set off unprecedented turmoil.
And near Beiming, Siming and Shao Xiaoli also appeared!
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Shao Xiaoli felt the sudden tremor of the earth and looked at the sea water stirred up by Beiming again. He couldn't realize what happened for a while.
Siming's eyes narrowed. She held the black sword and immediately jumped up to cut off the wave.
But this time the tsunami was even greater than before the disaster. The whole world seemed to have collapsed. All the waves stood up together along the sea level, instantly climbing to a hundred feet and rushing towards the land.
Even with the level of commander, he cannot calm down the anger of the entire sea.
Lu Marry also heard the news and joined the battle to defeat the tsunami.
But without the blessing of the Golden Crow Kingdom, their power is not enough to eliminate this level of natural disaster.
In the previous month, although Shao Xiaoli and Siming spent a lot of time going to Zhenhai, they did not expect that the Divine Congress would suddenly explode. The power of this explosion directly destroyed hundreds of thousands of miles of seabed. It was obviously silent. The volcano erupted again, and the devastating impact was launched in an instant!
what to do…
Sister Xue Ci and Sister Yueyou had no time to stop them. The surrounding villages, towns and cities that had been saved with great difficulty were about to be submerged again, and many people were going to die...
no! Can't wait any longer!
Shao Xiaoli closed her eyes, and in the center of her eyebrows, the symbol of the Luoshen clan lit up again.
I am the God of Luo, I was born in the Luo River, and it is my destiny to protect the people on both sides of the Luo River.
She took a deep breath and looked at the rolling tsunami, her pupils suddenly turned pale and cold.
"Xiao Li?"
Lu Yuanwan was trying her best to fight against this unprecedented tsunami. In her peripheral vision, Xiao Li's figure in a red dress flashed past.
"Xiao Li! What are you going to do?!" Siming also noticed her movements and shouted loudly.
Shao Xiaoli did not answer.
She jumped into the huge waves.
Luo Shen's authority was extended.
Si Li once told her that everyone hoped that she could take over the power of Jiangyang San and become the future co-owner of Jianghe.
It's a pity that after practicing for so long in this life, she only got back the power of Luohe, and she was still far away from the imagined Jiangyang Dao.
She didn't have the confidence to stop the tsunami. On the contrary, doing such a thing with her current strength would undoubtedly be courting death.
Shao Xiaoli still rushed forward without hesitation.
She was submerged in the tsunami, and her authority spread out like a spider web, trying to contain them.
She did miraculously slow down the advance of the tsunami, but under the huge force, the girl's body felt like it was being torn apart by thousands of horses. It was on the verge of being torn into pieces, and blood gushed out of the red dress in an instant. Turned her into a bloody person.
Severe pain surged out in an instant, and Shao Xiaoli opened her mouth. The salty sea water poured into her mouth, and she couldn't even scream.
The entire sea of consciousness was invaded by pain, and in the girl's mind, only the scene of Ning Changjiu kissing her forehead and asking her to wait for him was left.
Can’t wait any longer…
Shao Xiaoli's eyes slowly faded away from their pale color, and their vitality gradually faded away.
She tried her best to delay the advance of the waves. I wonder if she bought time for them... I hope her death is meaningful...
Shao Xiaoli could no longer think of any other ideas. The giant beast of the waves was going to feast on her.
Siming and Lu Jianjian rushed behind her.
The tsunami was still pushing forward, and the girl's body was like a fossil embedded in it, making it impossible to save her.
Siming's red lips trembled, she couldn't accept it, she had to watch Xiao Li being torn into pieces by the waves.
Lu Marian raised her head, looked at the moon in the sky, and shouted with all her strength: "Master!"
Suddenly, the moonlight fell.
Just when Shao Xiaoli's life was about to end, the tsunami suddenly broke out.
Lu Marian looked forward in shock, thinking that her shout was answered.
But the person who came was not the Master, but a life that had never been seen before.
It was a fat being with limbs but no facial features. It had a pair of wings and looked like the legendary 'Chaos'.
"Air Hunter?!" Siming recognized it.
Time passed unknowingly, and the Kingdom of Sky Hunter had been opened.
Kong Lie looked at them and said: "I was ordered by Chang'e to suppress the sea. The grievances before and after have been wiped out. People in the world should not look for me, and do not hurt my son of the Kingdom of God."
Kong Lie said this and sank into the sea.
The waves gradually broke up, and Siming picked up Shao Xiaoli's cracked body from the waves. Xiao Li had already passed out.
The moonlight slowly fell and shone on her body.
The power of life came with the moonlight, repairing her body and stabilizing her soul.
Beyond the black cliff, the sea finally calmed down completely.
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