Thunderbolt: Red Dust and Immortals

"I am the high priest of Haori of the Sun Moon God Sect, and today I set up an enchantment with the high priest of Hanyue here to protect all suffering beings, the holy fire will never be extinguished, and the Mingzun will last forever!"

Following Jiang Wanying's words, soft blue light bloomed all over the body of Rou Niang holding the Hanyue Scepter, and the voices of painful groans and groans were smoothed by the healing water spirit power.

"Sacred Flame Mingzun, protect the common people!"

The miraculous scene made the already desperate people seem to catch the floating driftwood, and faith was born at this moment!

"High Priest, please save my child, please! He is only 3 years old!" In the crowd, a woman holding a boy's corpse rushed towards Jiang Wanying who had fallen to the ground, her sad face told her Desperate: "Please! Please!" The sound of landing again and again, the forehead stained with dust is already stained with blood.

Jiang Wanying hastily stopped her: "Don't worry!" After waving her hand, she saw that the scar on the woman's forehead had disappeared, and if it wasn't for the blood stains, she couldn't believe that she kowtowed and almost passed out.

The miracle unfolded again, Jiang Wanying raised the scepter of the scorching sun, and the shining light spread out from her surroundings, searching carefully for the boy's soul, Jiang Wanying was sure that within the scope of purification of the mind, the speed of the evil spirits would not be devoured. Fast.

The radiance of the scorching sun scepter became more and more intense, but it was not scorching, just like the warm sun in summer.

"Don't enter the reincarnation, the soul returns to its place!" With a loud shout, the light of the scorching sun scepter rushed into the dark night, and magnificent sparks bloomed above, sprinkled on the living people.

The woman holding the child was staring blankly at the magnificent night sky, but unexpectedly: "Mother, Bao'er hurts..."

An unbelievable voice came from her bosom, and the woman lowered her head suddenly, only to see the child in her bosom crying out of breath.

"My Bao'er!" The fear in my heart finally poured out. The woman's voice infected the people present, as if the crying was contagious. After the crisis, the survivors couldn't help but cry out!

Such scenes are repeated in this area without magic atmosphere.

Jiang Wanying did not persuade, and the neglected Yinzi also did not persuade, because they needed to vent.

"Thank you for your help." Yinzi felt that he needed to establish a good relationship with the Sun Moon God Sect, which seemed to have a good style at present.

However, Jiang Wanying didn't want to talk to Su Zhenzhen, who was so wise and close to a monster, because she was afraid of being caught by the tail accidentally, and her brother's good show was more important than anything else.

"Sir, I am honored. People are killed. If you can contribute, I will teach Master Mingzun to be happy." He smiled: "I can't say more about this situation. I will rush to save people elsewhere. If there is a chance in the future, I will definitely be with Mr. a while."

Yinzi also has the same idea, and now he still focuses on saving people: "Please!"

The saving of people here is in full swing, and on the other hand, missionary work has also begun to flourish.

"Dala has no boundaries! Dharana has no boundaries!"

In the abyss of unforeseen circumstances, the dark night of the world is coming, and Nihai Chongfan, who has been silent for thousands of years, will completely reappear in the world today!

"The light in front of you is about to be dark. The holy light in despair is about to come. God is merciful, God is immortal."

Accompanied by the poem, the gorgeous black sin peacock descended from the sky, and the mighty power made the people below shout: "The world is boundless!"

In the crowd, Mu Xiaohan's eyes were full of undetectable fanaticism: "The door of latent desire has been opened, and the holy voyage will come to the world again!"

"Down in the world, you need a holy voyager of hope, who will lead you through the darkness of despair, and lead you through difficult dangers. From then on, there will be courage in the world, hope in your heart, and no fear can shake the most sublime faith!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

As the voice of the black sin peacock fell, the fanatical believers shouted slogans again, and the sound broke through the sky!

"Faithful believers, in a short time, the holy voyage is about to come to the world. Following in the footsteps of the holy voyage will be your hope for the future!"

"Dala has no boundaries!"

In the distance, Qin Jiaxian and Ye Tuling, who were watching here, were anxious: "Is this Nihai Chongfan really that magical?"

Yetuling shook his head: "I'm sorry, Dazai, Yinzi asked us to resettle the villagers. Is it really okay for us to peep here?"

"What is peeping? We call it intelligence gathering. If you don't know how to use words, read more. How can you be so illiterate!"

He didn't wait long, and only heard the black sinful peacock say: "The time is coming, it's time for me to act."

Immediately, Qin Jiaxian suppressed Ye Tuling: "Shut up, it's started, watch!"

In the abyss of unpredictability, the believers were silent, waiting for the miracle to come.

During the devout prayer, suddenly, a strong earthquake made everyone stand uneasy, and there was a trace of panic in the sudden change.

"what happened?"

"earthquake!"

"Help!"

Strong earthquakes in all directions shook the world, and under the eyes of everyone, a towering building was seen rising from the abyss and rising into the night sky.

I saw the peacock falling from mid-air, and the voice resounded through the abyss of unpredictability: "Believers, please pray."

With the appearance of the three seals of old age and sickness, Nihai Chongfan is finally about to reveal his true colors.

"Boundless Dharams! Boundless Dharams! Boundless Dharams!"

Accompanied by fanatical slogans, the believers below became more and more frantic, shouting 'dhara no bounds' and kneeling down to 'God'.

"Fortunate fire miracle, welcome to heaven!"

Just when the mysterious blessed fire was ignited, the flames soared into the night sky like thousands of fireflies, and all the viewers were amazed and amazed.

The sea is in full swing, the sea is sailing against the sea at night, despair is approaching, the road of light is opening, the dark night of the world is rising, towering buildings are appearing, and the warm brilliance has become the only indicator in despair, leading the viewer to lose their way.

"Dala has no boundaries! Dharana has no boundaries!"

Di Bo: "The crowd yearns for..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a dazzling ray of light rushing straight into the sky in the distance, illuminating the sky and the earth.

The sudden change made the shouts of the believers below slightly quiet, and they were a little confused.

On the high platform, Tianyu, Dibo and others who had just appeared had a bad feeling.

The beam of light in the distance gradually dimmed, and a solemn and sacred platinum floating island replaced the beam of light, emitting a dazzling light in the silent night.

Just when everyone was stunned, they saw a golden dragon and a fire phoenix covered in holy light rushing into the sky above the floating island. Xu Guanghua illuminated the world, but could not drive away the heaviness of the dark night.

Immediately, on the floating island, the totems of the Haori Sun, the Totem of the Cold Moon, and the Totems of the Stars were rising slowly, interweaving a magnificent picture of the Milky Way.

In the middle, a hot ball of light slowly rises to the top of the holy mountain, like the sun, illuminating thousands of miles around.

"It's the sun! It's the sun! God!"

"It's really the sun, it's hot, miracle, miracle!"

Half of the believers blatantly turned their backs, bowing down to the little sun in the distance and the magnificent holy mountain of the galaxy, and even more people have already rushed out of the abyss of unforeseen circumstances, heading for the bright place in their hearts.

On Nihai Chongfan's high platform, Tianyu's face was cold: "Who? Dare to oppose Nihai Chongfan?!"

Di Bo had heard about it: "The floating island has only appeared once in the recent rumors, and then it has been staying above Luofu Mountain without any movement. Perhaps it has something to do with Yinzi."

Tianyu frowned slightly: "Is it Yinzi? It seems that we need to meet for a while." Looking at the believers below, he said: "Complete the ceremony first, then talk about other things."

"Yes!"

The ceremony was resumed: "God that the hearts of the people yearn for, please give golden words to your thousands of believers!"

Below, the unwavering believers look forward to the noble and majestic oracle above and listen to the divine voice.

"Everyone, this is an era of chaos, and it is also the most desperate moment. The dark vision in front of you is the punishment of the gods. It is because the world is chaotic and no longer pure, but this is not your fault. It is the turmoil brought about by the struggle for power and desire of human beings, which made the gods angry."

As the words deepened, the crazy worshipers slowly returned to Nihai Chongfan, and some of the people who had left before gradually came back, but after all, there were still nearly one-third of the people missing.

On the other side, Mingxin, who was incarnated as the Golden Crow and hangs from the holy mountain, is sitting in the holy palace at the moment, watching Nihai Chongfan's every move with the Kunlun mirror. In the depths of his eyes is raging anger.

"Brother, I'm back." Outside the door, Jiang Wanying returned exhausted with a group of flower spirits.

Ming Xin looked up at the flower spirits and said, "You all go to rest first and conserve your strength, there is still a tough battle to fight."

All the flower spirits retreated quietly, leaving Mingxin and Jiang Wanying in the main hall.

"Brother, the situation is not good. Demonic energy is everywhere, and all evil spirits are out. Except for the Holy Light Realm supported by you, brother, almost all the plight is occupied by evil spirits. The village of a hundred people is almost completely wiped out. Few people survived, and the loss was heavy."

Ming Xin: "I am, but at this moment, we have to do our best to save people and send out all our combat power. The flower spirits and spirit beasts will cooperate to ensure the peace of the surrounding thousands of miles."

"I understand." After a pause: "By the way, brother, Su Zhenzhen came to me just now, do you think we should reveal our identity to him?"

Mingxin thought for a while, and finally shook his head: "Let's keep it secret for now, I thought Nihai Chongfan was just a small-scale preaching. With such a big sea-defying Dala formation, if we act rashly, we will only ruin the living beings in distress."

"so what should I do now?"

"What is the destiny? Destiny is not static. We still have a chance. As long as the people believe that I am 'Ming Zun', I am the only true god. The power of faith gathered is enough to break the formation. Next, it depends on Ni Haichong. The higher the sail means, the higher the rank of the Sun Moon God Sect!"

Jiang Wanying understood it clearly: "Based on the power of faith, communicating with the world is the same as offering sacrifices." Standing up: "Success, I am familiar with this matter, so I will go to preach and make everyone believe in the 'True God Mingzun'!"

"Well, as 'Ming Zun', I should go meet my old friend—— Yinzi for a while!"

Looking at his brother whose temperament has changed drastically, Jiang Wanying silently mourns for Su Xianren: If you don't do it, you will die, Su is really good! ~

On the Luofudan Realm, Yinzi shuddered suddenly, and an ominous feeling rushed to his forehead from behind, and he murmured: "Is something bad going to happen?"

As soon as the words fell, the wind was low and there was a demonic atmosphere, returning to the sky above the alchemy realm, waiting for the sound of the steps to cut off the battle of fate.

Yinzi suddenly noticed something strange: "The atmosphere is not right"

"Qinzi, visitor from hell, do you welcome?"

However, just as the voice fell, a holy power descended from above, and the majestic voice resounded through the Luofudan realm: "So, I who come from heaven, do I have to defeat you first before I am qualified to have a meeting with the master here?"

The light dissipated, and the Holy Flame Mingzun appeared in the world for the first time!

Yinzi: "..." Something seems to be wrong, who is the master of the Luofu Dan Realm? !