I rely on luck to be a salted fish in the world of comprehension

"Heaven's Punishment——" The cold metal voice was full of majesty, as if echoing in the deepest part of everyone's soul, a single sentence froze the entire Cangliu Pavilion.

The golden eyes are like a god without desire, without a trace of waves, indifferent like those cold and hard gold gems in the deepest part of the Western Cold Desert.

All those who met those eyes couldn't help but feel gratitude and surrender from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were the source god who gave them life.

Zhi Shan was the first to wake up, and a kind of extreme shock appeared in her eyes.

She has seen those eyes, the kind of golden eyes that are as bright as the morning sun but as cold as a cold pool!

Her shock didn't last long, and soon, a shocking coercion spread in the sky.

The deafening thunder came from far and near, carrying the momentum of destroying the world, pouring down like rain.

A pillar of thunder that was as thick as a sky leak enveloped the entire Cangliu Pavilion, illuminating the Cangliu Pavilion for thousands of miles, and the huge momentum shocked almost the entire Bai people.

"what happened!"

In the Xihe Pavilion of the Bai Clan, the elders are studying the method of reversing the body and seizing qi sent by the demons.

Compared to Ji Shiye's astonishment, Cang Liuyu really felt the pulse of the elders. Long before Ji Shiye came back, the Bai tribe had already made a deal with the Mozu.

Otherwise, with the Bai people's physique close to nature, how could the demons not know when they crossed the ancient trees by the Changyuan River.

Even this time Cangliuyu brought people from the demon clan into Cangliu Pavilion to take the lives of everyone, the senior officials of the Bai clan had already realized it.

Compared with the lives of a few insignificant strangers, of course, the opportunity to get rid of the fate of the Bai people for thousands of years is more important.

It's just a pity that Ji Shiye's aptitude can be said to be the best in Bai people's history in a thousand years, but it's a pity that he still can't escape the fate of being entangled in love.

"Look! That's the direction of Cangliu Pavilion!" The huge thunder pillar in the sky naturally attracted the attention of the elders of Xihe Pavilion.

That Thunder Pillar of Reaching Heaven is more majestic than any Taoism they have ever seen, and its power can be imagined.

"What's going on! Could it be that the demons turned back on their promises!" A red-faced old man with a white beard glared at him.

"I'll go and have a look!" Immediately, several elders shot out from the pavilion, heading towards Cangliu Pavilion.

Cangliu Pavilion.

Perhaps it should no longer be called Cangliu Pavilion.

After all, apart from thousands of miles of scorched earth, there are only a few charred corpses left here, which is cleaner than the barren mountain where Zhiheng died 800 years ago.

A pitch-black "corpse" suddenly moved.The muddy, shattered dusty oil-paper umbrella dangled up from the "corpse", trying to cover the real "corpse" again.

It's a pity that under the thunder of divine punishment, the umbrella has already used up all its strength, and the reason why there is still a skeleton is just the last obsession.

Yue Changliu opened his eyes, only to see that there was only a tattered skeleton, and the oil-paper umbrella, which had no color of the past, was shattered inch by inch, and when the wind blew, nothing was left.

——"The longer the flow! You will die! I curse you! You take my umbrella, take my spirit and destroy my soul! Sooner or later, because of this umbrella, you will fall into the endless hell! You will never be reincarnated!"

Zhiheng's words were still ringing in his ears, Yue Changliu stood at the same spot, staring at the place where the red umbrella disappeared for a long time, then suddenly chuckled, "Zhiheng, your curse... doesn't seem to be very effective."

Yue Changliu summoned another magic weapon with the remaining aura, and quickly went away.

The returning wind brings a lingering peony fragrance.

"They're all dead?" Dao after wave of spiritual light shot from the sky, and the mess on the ground was what came into view.

Another elder searched quickly, and frowned after a while: "No, there is no soul left, and it is impossible to tell who is who."

"Elder Yue, look!" An elder with white hair dyed black came holding a token.

The craftsmanship of this token is completely different from the Bai people's habit. There are no flowers and plants carved on it.

"The people are gone, how can there be a token?" The elder frowned at the charred corpse on the ground, with a puzzled expression on his face.

The appearance of the corpse was quite conspicuous, and it was extremely fat. I don't know what it ate to make it grow into this appearance.

"Take it back." Elder Yue frowned, but had no idea.

Once again, there was no sound on the scorched earth that was struck by the sky-high lightning.

After a long time, the fat corpse that the elder stared at for a long time gradually became smaller, and tiny electric arcs overflowed from his body, and the gradually dense electric arcs wrapped the whole corpse into a cocoon, and there was no more movement.

Moonset Mountains.

This is the most dangerous mountain range of monsters in the entire Tianling Continent. The spiritual energy in the mountains is so strong that it feeds the monsters in the mountains to an extremely terrifying state.

Many people guessed that in the deepest part of the Yueluo Mountain Range, there was a divine grade spiritual vein that continuously exudes aura all year round, which makes the Yueluo Mountain Range so rich in aura.

It's not that no one has tried to go deep into the mountains and dig out spiritual veins for consumption by one sect. However, the level of monsters in the Moonfall Mountains is too high. It is really not worth it to spend several efforts on the pulse, so it has been put on hold.

When the beast tide broke out in the Yueluo Mountain Range, the elders of the various sects also thought that there might be a problem with the divine grade spiritual vein deep in the mountain range, which caused a large-scale riot of monster beasts.

But suffering from being unable to advance, they can only resist passively on the periphery.

The animal horde moves once every [-] days, which is in line with the law of Lingmai exhaling on a large scale once every half a month.

The men and horses stationed here have been stationed here for more than half a year. From being in a hurry at the beginning to now estimating the time to take the initiative to defend, they are already very proficient.

Beast swarms usually appear in the evening when the spiritual energy is the thinnest, as if they also know that monks rely on the use of spiritual power to resist the animal horde, and deliberately choose the easiest time to break through.

As dusk approached, the on-duty disciples of the Yunlai Immortal Sect arranged the positions of all personnel and made preparations for the arrival of the beast horde.

At dusk, everyone was waiting in full battle.

After waiting for a long time, the footsteps of the animal horde that I was used to hearing did not appear for a long time, the ground did not feel the slightest vibration, and there was no long black line gathered by the animal horde in the past as far as I could see.

"Brother? Have you misremembered the date? Why hasn't the beast horde come today?" A new disciple questioned in confusion.

"Fool! Brother, I have a wrong memory. Could it be that so many people have misremembered it! The beast tide is today, maybe the sun is early today, so we have to wait a while." Another disciple who had been stationed for half a year knocked on the new disciple, guessing road.

The disciple on duty gradually frowned as he looked at the motionless Yueluo Mountain Range.

There is no such thing as the day and night of the beast tide, as long as the sun is close to the horizon, it will attack immediately, and never waste this thin aura.

Today's beast tide... what's going on?

In the depths of the Moonset Mountains.

The long green river, as bright as the Milky Way in the sky, crosses the entire mountain range, full of emerald green like the most primitive color of life, with an atmosphere that makes the soul peaceful.

Looking closely, the long green river is not a flowing river, but a splicing of pieces of glass emerald. The broken stones of different sizes contain rich aura, forming this emerald river.

Spiritual flow of divine grade.

The guesses from the outside world are not wrong. There is indeed a spiritual vein deep in the Yueluo Mountains.

And the area and concentration are far beyond the imagination of the world. It is not hidden in the mountains, but flows through the depths of the entire Moonfall Mountains.

However, this river that exudes strong spiritual energy all the year round has been self-proclaimed for nearly a year without any reason. It no longer sends out any spiritual energy, but is like pieces of spiritual stones without any throughput capacity. The bright green light indicates the existence of spiritual flow.

The monsters in the mountains have long been accustomed to the dryness of this spiritual flow, and no longer look forward to the large-scale breathing of spiritual energy once every half a month, but spontaneously divided into two groups, one group attacked outwards, trying to find a new habitat, and the other group stayed in the spiritual stream. Flowing around, hoping to find a way to unblock.

At this time, for the first time, this group of monsters did not move in batches, but all gathered around Lingliu.

To be precise, surround the source of the flow of spiritual flow.

Yes, the spiritual flow that had not been moving for more than half a year began to flow again, but instead of breathing out spiritual power, it flowed to a fixed place.

On the crystal clear emerald green river, a young man sat cross-legged.

The young man was naked, his face was as handsome as a god, his face was expressionless, and there was a red water chestnut mark between his brows, which made the young man's appearance even more monstrous.

The golden lines interweave into a complex and gorgeous totem on the back, extending all the way to the cheeks near the ears of the young man, adding a bit of inhuman abstinence to that bewitching face.

The source of the spiritual flow is under the young man.

After a long time, the boy opened his eyes, the golden light in his eyes was shining brightly, opening his eyes like a god.

The monsters around couldn't help but take a step back under the gaze of the golden eyes, and lowered their heads respectfully.

Shen Fuxing put on his clothes and walked to the other side of the Emerald River.

There, lay a man.

This person—is the reason why the monsters rushed to surround him.

The breeze blew, and the fragrance of orchids faintly wafted in the air. It was very faint, but it smelled very pleasant.

The long black hair gently brushed over her cheeks, and what Shen Fuxing saw was a peerless face that could not be fully painted even with countless pens and inks.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains, the color is pale and far away, the gently closed eyes are graceful, like a phoenix about to fly, the slender eyelashes are trembling slightly in the wind, and the lips are red as if they were painted with vermilion.

Misty like a fairy in the nine heavens, quiet and beautiful like a river of stars in summer night.

This kind of appearance should be like a banished fairy in the sky, unattainable and dare not play with it. However, a few thin silver lines appeared at the end of the man's eyes for no reason, revealing a touch of infinite love.

People just look at it, and they can't look away anymore.

However, the current Shen Fuxing is somewhat different from a "human". He only took a look, and then focused on the undisguised blood aura around Fu Yuan.

These Moonfall Monster Beasts had no intention of sending Shen Fuxing, the "monster" that they all feared, to the vicinity of the Emerald River at first. Shen Fuxing was transported together with him, but Fu Yuan still hasn't woken up.

On the other hand, Shen Fuxing's cultivation has gone up another level.

Seeing Shen Fuxing approaching Fu Yuan, although the beasts were too heavy to lift their heads due to Shen Fuxing's aura, they still howled and threatened in low voices.

"It's a big trouble." Shen Fuxing looked at the broken mask on the ground, feeling the still sober mind after losing consciousness, a trace of worry flashed in his cold golden eyes.

The author has something to say: Shen Fuxing, who hasn’t woken up for a while: Don’t worry, judges, I’ll wake up soon~ Fumeiren’s beauty crit will be borne by me (//▽//)

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 3 bottles of Return at Twilight; 1 bottle of Jun Xie;

Thank you very much for the nourishment of the two little angels~