From the Yuanlu world upward, all the way through the immeasurable wind and thunder clouds, passing through the immeasurable chaotic energy, in the unfathomable wonderful realm, a side of heaven and earth stands majestically. The red sun and white moon, green mountains and green waters, and all kinds of frosty sky are flying and moving, struggling to survive in this world.
At the edge of this vast expanse of heaven and earth, the void is like a small black spot on a moldy steamed bun, with dozens of huge holes that appear to be extremely small at first glance, but are actually more than a hundred miles in diameter.
In every hole, there is a crystal clear tentacle made of a material like a jellyfish head and shining with crystal light, slowly squirming. These tentacles are no thicker than the mouth of a bowl, but a layer of light blue water energy ripples from the tentacles. Wherever this layer of light blue passes, the void is corroded extremely slowly, and the holes in the void are gradually expanding. .
Under this void, a white stone mountain stretches for tens of thousands of miles across the land.
There is no grass growing on the white mountains, not a trace of soil. This mountain range is clean, so clean that it is a bit lifeless, a bit lifeless, Baishi Mountain, which makes people unconsciously feel a sense of despair and desolation.
Countless rugged rocks pierced the sky unruly, as if they were roaring and roaring towards the holes in the void. The mountains and rocks are all kinds of strange, shaped like dragons, tigers, wind and clouds, and come in all kinds of colors.
On these large and small rocks, countless men in white stood upright.
They straightened their backs and raised their heads, with no expression on their numb and stiff faces. Their cold, indifferent, and extremely cold eyes were as if they were carved out of stone, staring lifelessly at the void holes shining with light blue light.
White mountains, white robes, white faces, white expressions.
The mountains and rivers here have become pale without any color, filled with an aura of fear that makes people crazy and uneasy.
Under the feet of these white-clothed men, under the mountains at their feet, in the huge valleys and ditches, countless corpses were lying in random directions. There were all kinds of weird animal corpses, as well as countless humanoid corpses dressed in white, and countless humanoid limbs forged from broken metal mixed in the messy flesh and blood.
All the flesh and blood had no color at all, and all their blood was sucked clean by this strange white mountain. All the corpses were clean, without even a trace of blood. Even the exposed internal organs seemed to have turned a lifeless pale white against the backdrop of the white stone mountain.
On the top of the mountain, stands a small octagonal and nine-story tower.
The small blue-grey tower is more than twenty feet high. The eight tower doors on each floor are open, and a faint purple smoke of cigarettes is sprayed from them. Hundreds of seriously injured people in white lay neatly inside the tower. They lay next to each other and crowded together, exhaling and inhaling uniformly.
There are traces of brilliance falling from the pagoda. This brilliance blends into the bodies of the people in white, slowly repairing the injuries on their bodies.
On the top of the pagoda, there is a small square table on the gourd head of the pagoda, with a few pots of wine and a few dishes of side dishes placed on it. Four old men in white clothes sat upright on a small square table, drinking wine and eating vegetables in a serious manner.
But while eating and drinking, an old man in white suddenly coughed violently. A large amount of blood spurted out from his mouth and nose, staining the liquor in the wine bowl in his hand red. He took a strong breath to suppress his violent cough, then picked up the wine bowl and drank the wine and his own blood in one gulp.
The old man in white clothes opposite him took out a pale golden pill from his sleeve and handed it over.
The elixir is about the size of a thumb and roughly oval in shape. It is a light golden transparent elixir. Inside the elixir, there are faint clouds of smoke billowing. At the core of the elixir, there is a looming golden phoenix that is constantly circling and flying under the entanglement of the flames.
The old man with blood spurting from his mouth and nose stared blankly at the pill for a long time. His two long eyebrows shaped like guillotines trembled a few times and he shook his head gently.
"The next batch of supplies will have to wait three months."
"It's just a minor injury, no need to waste the elixir."
Almost word for word, the old man in white spoke slowly.
The old man holding the elixir was silent for a while. He nodded and put the elixir into his sleeve. Several people took care of themselves, picked up the wine flask, filled their wine bowls with strong liquor, and drank it in small sips.
A sharp cry came from the void.
The transparent tentacles in the void holes tightened at the same time, and traces of light black void storms spurted out from the holes, turning into strong winds that could melt gold and iron, blowing in all directions. The light black wind violently hit the white stone mountain with tens of thousands of squares in radius. The huge mountain range shook violently, and countless large and small runes flashed on every rock.
The huge mountain range was constantly shaking due to the storm coming out of the void. The men in white standing on the rocks remained motionless, looking up at the sky. But the weapons they were either leaning on or inserted into their scabbards or scabbards had floated up silently and slowly rotated around them.
There are millions of people in white standing in the Baishi Mountain with a radius of tens of thousands of miles. Their portable weapons moved at the same time, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth from all directions, which was almost condensed into substance, turned into wisps of water visible to the naked eye and continuously poured into these weapons, and finally gathered in the sky above Baishi Mountain to form a spiritual energy vortex with a diameter of hundreds of thousands of miles.
"Heaven... earth... righteousness... Dharma!"
The four old men sitting on the top of the pagoda drinking wine took a deep breath and drank the four words "Heaven", "Earth", "Zheng" and "Fa" respectively. Golden characters spewed out from their mouths, as if the characters were made of gold and shot straight up into the sky. Finally, they turned into four golden lotuses and sank into the spiritual energy vortex.
Then the sky was filled with flowers, and countless golden lotus petals fell from the spiritual energy vortex, constantly blending into the brows of the man in white who looked up to the sky.
The slight loss of vitality of these people in white recovered rapidly, and their energy and spirit were constantly improving. Gradually, fighting spirit as sharp as a knife spurted out of them. Above their heads, air pillars that were thousands of miles high erupted one after another. In the air pillars that seemed to be substantial, countless phantoms such as swords, guns, swords and halberds, or phantoms such as dragons, phoenixes, unicorns, or mountain thunder and other phantoms were flying back and forth rapidly.
The sharp whistle became more and more urgent, and from those huge holes in the void, countless palm-sized blue-black falcons suddenly flew out.
These falcons are not big in size, but their flight is so fast that they pull out countless dazzling streams of light in the void. This side of the world is far more stable than the void in the Yuanlu world, so the speed limit that this side of the world can withstand is much faster than that of the Yuanlu world.
In the Yuanlu world, there is a peak existence with a divine soul and a physical form that is a hundred feet high. He does not use any magical powers and secret techniques. He can fly millions of miles forward in a snap of his fingers. This is almost the ultimate speed that the Yuanlu world can bear. If someone flies faster than this limit, his body will smash into the void.
But in this world, the void is so stable and tenacious that the flying speed of these small hawks can easily reach millions of miles with one bullet. At such an astonishing speed, the potential energy carried by these falcons is enough to smash a large mountain.
Moreover, these falcons may seem small, but in fact they are powerful creatures from the upper world. Each of them weighs millions of jun, and one jun weighs ten thousand kilograms. With such a terrifying weight and such a high speed, the blast of wind caused by these falcons flying was like hundreds of millions of thunders exploding at the same time.
These blue-black falcons flew out of the void hole in the sky. They made a sharp whistle, and as if they were a life-or-death enemy who killed his father and took his wife, they desperately crashed into the man in white standing on the White Rock Mountain.
These falcons flew down. From a distance, it looked like a blue-black rainstorm was ejected from the hole in the void. The dense raindrops poured down and instantly enveloped the entire Baishi Mountain.
Millions of weapons of various colors rose into the sky, huge spiritual energy vortexes rotated rapidly, and all the men in white took action with all their strength.
They roared loudly and cursed indiscriminately with the most obscene and filthy words. Countless Dao talismans in the thousands, tens of thousands, and hundreds of thousands of orifices in their bodies shook violently. , madly swallowing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, turning it into immeasurable mana and injecting it into his own magical weapon, and faced the falcon attacking from high altitude head-on.
There was an indescribable huge sound between heaven and earth.
The ground around Baishi Mountain suddenly jumped up, and a piece of land with a radius of millions of miles was lifted into the sky by the loud noise, and was about to turn into countless dust in the explosion caused by the loud noise. But the four old men sitting on the pagoda simultaneously stretched out their hands and pressed lightly, and the huge piece of land suddenly fell back to its original position. Countless runes emerged on the land, forcibly uniting it together.
More than a million people in white vomited blood at the same time, and another four to five million of them fell to their knees, their skin split inch by inch, and large amounts of blood continued to flow out.
Amidst the cries of pain, tens of thousands of people in white were hit by those fast-flying blue-black falcons. The bodies of the falcons and the bodies of the people in white collapsed at the same time. Flesh and blood flew everywhere, gas exploded one after another, and painful moans and desperate howls resounded through the sky.
Tens of millions of blue-black falcons were ejected from dozens of holes in the void. In just a moment of breathing, tens of millions of falcons were cut into pieces at the same time. The tens of thousands of falcons that broke through the defense network composed of weapons and crashed into Baishi Mountain successfully killed tens of thousands of men in white.
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