The river was surging, and the dark river was extremely turbulent, rolling up pieces of broken ice, rolling and colliding, like an unknown giant revealing its tail fin on the river, emitting a cold light.
"Click..."
The old man in black stood in the air in a daze, looking ahead in disbelief, his lips trembling.
Qu Bushi was not good at fighting, he was just flying high in the air, observing the situation, ready to rush to help at any time.
Until the rolling mist swept past his feet and retreated to the north like a tide, even if he did not come into direct contact with him, he still watched selflessly and blankly.
A breath of time, from the noisy battlefield to the quiet darkness.
The fierce and noisy momentum on the north bank is gone, and the monks who fearlessly crossed the river one after another, hoping for the next life, have turned into white bones, standing in the dark rain, and are surprisingly silent.
Everything in his field of vision was gloomy, his spiritual consciousness seemed to be covered with a layer of ash, and the endless white bones were of different shapes, most of them were standing in the dark, staring at him blankly.
He stood in a daze for a moment, looked down, took two breaths, and muttered:
"Divine power... Divine power!"
His voice quickly turned into a loud shout, which sounded in this dark night, and Qu Buzhi rolled and crawled on the ground to ride the wind and ran south, only to hear a low shout in his ear:
"Qu Keqing!"
Li Zhouwei came with a panicked expression, not daring to use the Dharma Light, saw his pupils dilated for a while, and said in shock:
"Old man Qu... You!"
Qu Bushi looked down vaguely, and then realized that his lower body had turned into white bones, and the heavy feeling in his mind that he wanted to fall asleep at any time became stronger, and he muttered:
"Oops... I was hooked by magical powers!"
Li Zhouwei was farther away from the center of the battlefield, and he was less affected by magical powers.
He quickly and eagerly lifted the old man up, protected his heart vein with the power of Mingyang, rolled up his sleeves at an extremely fast speed, took out a small light red flower, stuffed it into the old man's mouth, looked at the silent wilderness on the left and right, and whispered in a panic:
"There is no one left... Walk... Go back to the north bank first, old man Qu! Only when you go back to the mountains can you be saved."
He picked up Qu Buzhi and looked at the soles of his feet and the bones in the distance, and somehow, his eyes suddenly felt a little sour:
"What the hell was the fight... Why did he die... Millions of living beings... But one understands!"
He quickly restrained his expression and ran away, his powerful magical powers were still affecting the entire battlefield, making his spiritual consciousness dark, unable to distinguish between near and far, and flew for a while, gradually approaching the center of the battlefield, but there was an extremely surging mana rushing towards his face.
"Who!"
Li Zhouwei only felt a chill rushing to his heart, and he was slightly stunned, but he found that the surging mana was shining with silver light, holding up a woman in a feathered robe, her eyebrows were furrowed, and a thick blood light mixed with silver was emerging on her.
"Que Wan?"
Li Zhouwei's heart suddenly shook, but Li Que Wan was amazingly fast at the moment, and was eagerly passing by him, leaving only a short look for him, and then disappeared into the heavy darkness.
"What's wrong!"
The strong brilliance mixed with the magic wind, blowing Li Zhou was stunned, he hesitated for a moment, and finally gritted his teeth, Mingyang's mana poured in rapidly, and the magic light also lit up, turning around to follow the other party.
But Li Que Wan has far surpassed this uncle in terms of Taoism and cultivation, Li Zhou flew for a while, and almost lost someone, but fortunately, after a while of being slightly confused, he finally had a little silver light.
It turned out that Li Que had already fallen to the ground, and the flickering silver light was quite obvious.
Excessive squandering of mana in a short period of time made her extremely pale, and she broke out in a cold sweat, wetting the black hair between her temples into strands, but the woman didn't care so much at all, pinching the trick with one hand, lifting her sleeves with the other hand, and sweeping it the ground.
The tumbling white bones immediately dispersed, she knelt down, used her mana, and picked up a round thing from the mud.
This round thing turned out to be a person's head.
This person had a square face, thick eyebrows, closed eyes, and gritted his teeth with difficulty, revealing the well-developed muscles of his cheeks, but the flesh and skin of the entire face seemed to be impacted by some force, showing strands of scattered like broken fluff.
The man's upper body was mutilated, lying in the sand on the shore, all kinds of organs were scattered, and the entire lower body had turned into bones, as if it would break when touched.
The rolling ashes of the talisman were scattered next to his head along with the fragments of the magic weapon, Li Zhouwei seemed to have been struck by a thunderbolt, he plopped down and knelt down, and said in horror:
"Zhou Da!"
This person is Li Zhouda!
Li Zhou Da must take the lead in all battles, his cultivation and skills have grown rapidly over the years, but when he encountered this kind of natural disaster-level magical power, he was also the most deeply affected... Even if he had the blessing of the talismans and magic weapons left by the clan, he seemed to have taken a series of decisive self-rescue measures in time by the divine power wave, and it was only a moment before he died at this moment.
Li Que Wan coughed twice with difficulty, spat out a mouthful of blood from his throat, put his hands lightly on his eyebrows, and then stuffed Wanlinghua into the mouth of this head, raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he said a little hoarsely:
"Uncle goes first..."
Li Zhouwei wanted to say more, but he didn't dare to disturb her to rescue her, and at this moment he also understood what she was eager to come for:
"There are still remnants of magical powers, although the water mist has gone north, and the land boundary covering such a large area is already extremely weak, but the usual method is definitely not my own family, I can only rush to the place of fighting at an extremely fast speed and calculate it with witchcraft within a radius..."
"But no matter how weak the remnants are, they are still supernatural, even if they use witchcraft to bypass supernatural powers to calculate, they don't know how much they will pay!"
His heart was sore and painful:
"I haven't had time to drink the wine I broke through..."
Li Quewan no longer cared about talking to him more, and with a wave of his sleeves, all kinds of spiritual creatures had already appeared in front of him, feeding them into this skull at any cost - Li Zhouda's current state was hopeless, but as long as he held on for a while... Relying on magical powers can finally save it!
Although she was so anxious that she shed tears, the ten years of allocation of spiritual objects still made her hands steady and fast, and the most important thing was a unique and life-saving wonder - Wanling Flower!
Li Zhouda's aura had slipped to a low point, but he was abruptly hanged by this spiritual creature, but as time passed bit by bit, Li Que broke out in a cold sweat, raised his head again, and said eagerly:
"Uncle... Go ask Sun Keqing to help!"
Li Zhouwei jumped up a little embarrassed, but saw the brilliant brilliance coming down in front of him, and his brother's back had already appeared in front of him.
Li Zhouda suddenly opened his pupils, the bones and flesh stretched out from under his neck again, and the organs and mutilated upper body in the mud jumped up as if they had grown legs, spliced under his head, and even the original armor was condensed by the light of the bright sun.
And Qu Buzhi, who had been holding it in his hand, also gave birth to lower limbs out of thin air, stood firm in the clouds, and cried and bowed:
"Thank you, real person!"
Li Que Wan stood up with some happiness, but the anxiety in her expression was only relieved a little, and she said eagerly:
"Uncle... I'm afraid there are still places in various places..."
Li Zhouwei nodded to her, and the two of them realized that Li Zhouwei was still following him, obviously he had just been rescued, his face was extremely pale, but he couldn't hide the outstanding heroic aura, it was Li Jiangxia.
But seeing the magical power floating, there were soldiers and horses in golden armor and golden clothes on all sides, shuttling through the land on the riverbank, searching around, and in an instant, there seemed to be countless conspicuous lights in the darkness, like flames in the night forest, shining brilliantly.
Li Zhouwei's gaze was full of bones everywhere, and the emotions in his heart floated in his chest:
"As long as I participate, the Li family will produce some more cultivators... Not only the monks and people on the north bank were killed, but even the Li family and Qingchi monks in the south bank were also injured and killed...'
"Brother!"
Li Zhouwei almost shed tears, and the adults on weekdays stopped calling him brother, Li Zhouwei took Li Zhouda up, looked at Li Quewan, and praised:
"Thank you for your hard work."
He was a straightforward man, and his face was not much of a happy afterlife, but overflowed with deep hatred and anger.
Li Zhouwei held him, his eyebrows furrowed, and he said in a low voice:
"Fortunately, you are smart, at least most of the Qi Sea has been preserved, I will seal it for you first to prevent your cultivation from dissipating... We will do it when we get home."
He lifted the three of them up and shuttled away, and in an instant they were in the small pavilion on the top of the mountain.
Li Jiangqian had already been in retreat a few days ago, and there was no one in the pavilion at the moment, he left Li Jiangxia here to count the number of people, and said in a low voice:
"Count the casualties... Don't act rashly, just guard in the south."
Li Jiangxia bowed, and Li Zhouwei took Li Quewan all the way to the continent and entered the inner formation, and then asked:
"How is the injury?"
Li Que Wan saluted:
"It only took some energy and blood to gallop over, this place is indeed difficult to calculate, the junior arrived at the place of the fight, and secretly used the immortal weapon to find out the location... I didn't lose much life."
Her eyes were slightly red, and she whispered:
"I just don't know how wonderful it is... It's so cruel!"
Li Zhouwei had expected it in his heart, nodded silently, and said softly:
"It's Sui Guan... This matter is not a matter of the Qingchi family, during the years when Jiangbei was occupied by Shi Xiu... Millions of people have moved... It was prepared for today! For [Wanling Heaven]!"
Sui Guan revealed the traces of [Wanling Heaven], and the vision in Taixu lasted for a long time, and now it gradually disappeared, which shows the meaning of Sui Guan, it is only a matter of time before Wanling Heaven falls!
"Anhuai Tian, Wanling Tian... They are all the cave heavens in Jiangbei, the golden nature of Anhuai Heaven back then caused alarm in all directions, the Purple Mansion appeared, and today's Wanling Heaven is more noble and ancient, and the turmoil brought about will definitely be more intense!'
Seeing him pondering, Li Que Wan said with some shock:
"It turns out to be Sui Guanzhen... But the monk below... I only know that it is the magical power of Qingchi Bai Shui, and it is said that Ning Zhenren used a great treasure..."
"The juniors have seen the monks all the way, even if it is a north-south competition, the cruelty of Jiangbei's methods has not been seen in hundreds of years!"
"The name of the Qingchi Demon Sect... I'm afraid it's the first in Jiangnan, and it's hard to erase... Qiu Hu Zhenren... I don't know how to deal with myself!"
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"Boom!"
The thunder shook in the air, the sky and earth were bright for a moment, and you could vaguely see the gray and white stars embellished in the darkness, revealing the gloom of the white bones.
The river on the shore of the wilderness has spanned for miles, submerged below the mountain peaks, even if the shore is the highest point, the river can still cover the top of the feet, and scattered figures stand in the water, or float on the water, as quiet as a sculpture.
Ning Wan returned in the wind and snow, her expression was already calm, and she landed on the mountain peak in the wilderness, and Lin Wuning came forward to greet her.
Since this man took control of the power of the sect, he has always been high-spirited, but now he seems at a loss and panicked, and bows in front of her, trembling:
"Master... Master..."
Ning Wan looked around, none of the Qingchi monks on the top of the mountain dared to raise their heads to look at her, their expressions were all strange, but Li Yuanqin looked at ease and waited quietly aside.
Sui Guan said, 'What does it have to do with me!' , and then dissipated without a trace, just as strange as when she came, as if there had never been such a person, leaving her to return alone, facing the terrifying gaze of Jiang An.
As a Purple Mansion, and having cultivated 'Entering Clear Listening', Ning Wan has never had any illusions, as long as she feels like this, Sui Guan may have used some means.
As a purple mansion, she is still like this, and the low cultivation of the entire Jiangnan may slowly forget Sui Guan.
"Good means... What a good method, I'm afraid it's a way to reduce cause and effect, avoid retribution, and thus nourish one's life!'
"How..."
Ning Wan put away her expression and looked at her disciple quietly, Lin Wuning was even more frightened and said in a low voice:
"Ziyan and Kui's manpower suddenly withdrew, without saying a word... I'm afraid something happened, they said... said."
Ning Wan restrained her expression and said in a low voice:
"No need to talk to them anymore."
Lin Wuning didn't know how to answer, so he followed Ning Wan all the way to the main hall of light, waiting for the real person to sit down on the main seat, hesitating to speak, but seeing an eager footstep outside the door, a disciple quickly walked in and knelt on the ground:
"Reporting to the real person... Shanji County... It has been besieged by the real people of Xuanyue Sect! The real person of Mu Quanmen is missing... I heard... I heard that the door has been in chaos, and the direct line seems to have withdrawn early..."
Ning Wan didn't seem to hear it, and said with a complicated expression:
"Is there a vision in the Mysterious Earth Realm?"
The disciple was stunned and shook his head with some hesitation:
"I've never heard of it..."
The woman finally closed her eyes, said nothing, showing a tired posture, the magical power of 'Listening Clearly' received too much malice and hatred, and it operated on its own, and had climbed to the peak, transmitting all the movements of the hearts of the people in the entire mountain into her ears.
Lin Wuning kneeling under His Highness, Si Tongyi standing quietly in the mountains, Fei Qingyi waiting in the side hall, Qin Xian...
From the Ning family's lineage to the inner gate of Qingchi, from the casual practitioners to the fleeing people... The mournful cry, the overwhelmed panic, the cold smile, the unwilling resentment, the hatred of wanting to sleep and eat flesh...
The billowing water swallowed not only millions of northern people - but also the Qingchi disciples, the direct descendants of various families, and the scattered cultivators on the battlefield... There are even people in the wilderness.
At this moment, her eyes looked directly into everyone's hearts, and vaguely, Ning Wan seemed to have returned to the Huai Kui Pool, back to the rolling invisible wind, and the hoarse and ugly voice sounded again:
"When I die, you will sit alone on this Kui pond, and you will know how troublesome it is."
The thin, ghost-like face was revealed in the heavy haze, and the eyes that seemed to be about to fall out of her sockets were still staring at her:
"You are the Lord of the Green Pond! Whether you think about it or not, it will no longer be the Ning family of Qingchi..."
"It's - the Ning family's Qingchi!"