The throne of God is waiting for me

The devil is waiting for an opportunity to sneak in? "

Such a big thing cannot be stopped by him alone, even with the Fu Cang Sword in his hand... Thinking of this, Zhao Min could not help but look at the long sword in his hand helplessly.

At this time, the Fu Cang Sword has completely returned to silence, and the black sword body is plain and unadorned. Where is the awe-inspiring power just now?

Without any cultivation, every time Zhao Min draws the sword, he consumes the energy of the dragon vein and the glory of faith... This also limits the number of times he can attack.

"Perhaps, we need to notify the world's Dao veins..." He pondered, "Let those practitioners solve this problem."

"As for the evil dragon that is causing trouble..." Zhao Min clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand, looking towards the upper reaches of the Huai River, "Let me solve it together! ”

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Fufeng County, Yuelu Mountain.

The crowd of hundreds of refugees was like a black line advancing towards the mountain peak. The long team was struggling to move forward, and the unspeakable panic was spreading all around.

This team of nearly a thousand people was centered on a few people. One of them was a middle-aged man with gray hair. He had a faint elegance and the majesty of a long-term superior. Beside him were five practitioners, three men and two women.

The cultivation of these people was not very profound, but they just rescued the refugees who fell in the team from time to time, which was enough to help them. Let these refugees regard them as immortals. This is also the important reason why the fleeing team has not completely collapsed.

But after several days and nights of desperate escape, the gradual depletion of food in the team, and the panic of not seeing any way out, it is like a huge monster gradually growing claws and fangs, and the shadow of terror lingers in everyone's heart.

Standing on the top of Yuelu Mountain, the black crowd is like an ant colony covering the barren mountain. At the foot of the mountain, there are surging waves, the raging flood is roaring fiercely, and the rolling waves are Tao destroyed everything he encountered.

The sky seemed to have a big hole, and endless torrential rain poured down from the hole. The raging flood turned a large area of ​​land into a swamp, and the whole world seemed to be submerged by the ocean. The highest mountain in Fufeng County became the only isolated island in the ocean, protecting the exiles.

Huhu...

The sound of heavy breathing came one after another in the team. After running up the mountain day and night, the refugees, seeing that they were temporarily out of danger, were commanded by the middle-aged man to Sitting down, the hungry people carefully ate the few dry food left in the team.

If Xuanwei was here, he would recognize the identity of this middle-aged man at a glance.

This man was the former governor of Fufeng County. When other governors on both sides of the Huai River had already seen the bad situation and fled, this governor of Fufeng County not only did not leave in advance, but organized thousands of refugees to go to Yuelu Mountain early, allowing these people to survive.

Unfortunately, due to the rush of time, the food carried by the team gradually ran out.

"Aohou!" A beast roar suddenly sounded.

The crowd in front of the team was noisy, and the screams were particularly harsh. Many people ran around in fear.

"Everyone get out! "

Several practitioners around the Fufeng County Magistrate stood up immediately, casually performed a spell, and a gust of wind lifted them up and floated quickly forward.

I saw a black bear that was three meters tall roaring and running towards this direction, rushing through the crowd. Black demonic energy was floating around its body, and just a simple howl made many ordinary people bleed and fall to the ground.

"Roar--"

The sound waves vibrated in all directions, and countless trees were broken and fell to the ground. These practitioners were dizzy and showed pain on their faces.

"It's a monster infected by demonic energy!" A young female priest whispered coldly, "Damn it, it must be stopped! "

As she spoke, she ignored her dizzy and painful head and rushed out like an arrow. In mid-air, she swung the whisk in her hand like a silver whip.

The wind was whistling, and the gust of wind stirred up by the silver whisk was like a huge blade, slashing fiercely at the black bear.

"Roar! "The black bear was unable to dodge and was hit in the abdomen. It roared fiercely, raised its huge palm and slapped the nun away, but did not fight back. Instead, it turned around and continued to run towards the dense forest beside it, and the ground under its feet shook.

The crowd then noticed that the hair on its back was completely soaked with red blood. A deep sword wound almost cut it in two, but a wisp of demonic energy sewed the black bear together like a silk thread. The murderous aura on the sword wound was extremely sharp. Just a glance at it made everyone feel a tremor in their hearts and subconsciously took a step back.

In the direction where the black bear was running, the leaves rustled, and a white shadow stepped into the air and flew over.

The sharp sword light appeared in the air, and at this moment everyone 's sight was taken away, and only a cold light suddenly bloomed in front of them.

The vibration sound stopped abruptly, as if some huge monster fell to the ground with a bang and hit the continuous woods.

When everyone came to their senses, the white shadow had already landed gracefully.

The pure and spotless snow-white Taoist robe fluttered slightly with the breeze, and his black hair was scattered freely. The young Taoist casually recalled the peach wood sword and glanced at everyone.

His black and white eyes were indifferent and clear, and his aura was so strong that people ignored his appearance. He just stood leisurely in the woods, like a god.

The crowd suddenly fell silent.

Looking at this group of refugees who were covered in dust and in a state of embarrassment, Xuanwei's eyes flashed with surprise, and he spoke first, his voice like ice and jade.

"...What happened?"

In the silent crowd, a familiar middle-aged man suddenly stepped forward, bowed to Xuanwei, and smiled bitterly: "Master Xuanwei, long time no see!"

Seeing that the once glamorous Fufeng County Governor had fallen into such a situation, Xuanwei's eyes were filled with surprise.

If he remembered correctly, it had only been more than a month since he left Fufeng County and entered the Demon Cave by mistake until he recovered from his injuries. The outside world had actually changed so much... Could it be that the Demon Cave he had entered by mistake had a time flow difference with the outside world? For example, "One day in the mountains is a thousand years on the earth."

Some anecdotes about gods and immortals inexplicably popped up in Xuanwei's mind.

It was not until he heard the Fufeng County Governor's detailed account that Xuanwei understood the cause and effect.

"... The Huai River is flooding?" Upon hearing this reason, his reaction was the same as Zhao Min's. Even with his realm, he figured out the result in his mind in just a moment, "This is impossible. With the solidity of the Huai River embankment, there should be no danger within ten years."

"Ahem, I know the reason..."

The nun who was slapped away by the black bear before got up with difficulty and came to Xuanwei. Her voice was low and her eyes showed memories.

"That day, it was windy and rainy. I saw with my own eyes that the Jiuzhou barrier was broken and the demons rushed in... A black dragon broke through the sky and caused a storm in the Huai River."

She said word by word, with a hint of fear in her expression.

"Thank you for telling me." As soon as the voice fell, the Xuanwei Zhenren who knew the answer just nodded slightly and passed by everyone.

"Master, please stay!" The governor of Fufeng County shouted hurriedly: "People are suffering, Master, you have great magical powers, I hope you can help the world-"

Before he finished speaking, the white shadow had already floated away like a light cloud.

"...What does all this have to do with me?" Hearing the voice behind him, Xuanwei's eyes were filled with real doubts. He looked down at the surging flood below the mountain, and his snow-white robe sleeves were not stained with a single raindrop. "The way of heaven is constant, and the birth and death of all things are just the law of nature... Why force perfection?"

The so-called survival of the fittest is just like this. Forcibly interfering with everyone's fate, so that no one is disturbed by difficulties... This is human nature, not heaven's way!

Suddenly, Xuanwei seemed to sense something, and his eyes couldn't help but look in a certain direction. He casually attracted the rain between heaven and earth to form a water curtain.

In the water curtain, the sky and the earth were vast and white. Someone gathered the energy of the dragon veins of the Nine Provinces and gathered the luck of humanity in one body. Kill the evil dragon with a sword and wave the wind and rain.

Looking at the figure of the black-clothed young man in the water curtain, Xuan Wei's heart suddenly shook. His perfect heart, which was not disturbed by everything, suddenly jumped uncontrollably.

The gray embroidered Qiankuntu flew out of his sleeves, and every trace was shining.

An indescribable wonderful feeling rose in Xuan Wei's heart. ◇思◇Rabbit◇Online◇Read◇

In the dark, he seemed to see the arrival of fate.

Chapter 99 Earth Volume 6

The earth was like a mat, and the raging flood was like a pot of overturned sewage, flowing freely on the earth. The surging water flooded the gullies on the ground, turning countless villages and towns into endless swamps.

Zhao Min, who had just made a bold statement to kill the evil dragon not long ago, stood on the city wall, looking at the surging Huai River rushing from the sky, and fell into silence for a while. At this moment, he suddenly realized a problem, causing the whole person to be stunned on the spot.

...Without any cultivation, how could he cross this boundless ocean and find the evil dragon?

Fortunately, Zhao Min's confusion did not last too long. The Fu Cang Sword in his hand seemed to sense his intention and vibrated gently.

Swoosh——

The Fu Cang Sword suddenly flew out by itself, turning into a dazzling sword light, carrying Zhao Min out. The sword light shuttled through the rain curtain like lightning. For the first time, Zhao Min experienced the feeling of the legendary immortal flying a sword.

The magical thing is that he did not feel dizzy or dazzled. Instead, he adapted well and even felt very close to the state at this time.

Looking down from the sky, the vast ocean was like a pot of boiling soup. Those floating and sinking people in the ocean were just like ants struggling in the boiling soup, as small as dust in front of the power of heaven and earth.

Zhao Min suddenly had an indescribable feeling in his heart. It was not sympathy or pity, but more of a feeling of sadness for the fragility of the human race itself.

He was born into a royal family and grew up in luxury. In the future, he could at least rule a country, or even have a glimpse of the world, but he had a kind of stubbornness that ordinary people could not understand about becoming an immortal.

...Perhaps, the situation at this moment can explain his long-standing persistence.

- When tragedy strikes, he just wants to be the one who is not at the mercy of tragedy and can even change the fate of all living beings; rather than a weak person who is powerless and can only hand over his own fate to others.

The rain poured down from the sky, and the sword light of the Fu Cang Sword was like a fleeting shadow, passing through the rain curtain quickly. The superb walking skills prevented Zhao Min from getting a drop of rain on his body.

But the rapidly dropping temperature still made Zhao Min feel cold. The cold wind was like a knife, blowing on his face. He felt that his ordinary body was almost frozen without any cultivation, and his forehead was slightly hot.

The magic sword was spiritual and did not need Zhao Min's command. The Fu Cang Sword spontaneously headed towards the end of the Huai River, but now this place had become the center of the vast ocean.

A huge black dragon swims between the sky and the earth, like a dark pillar penetrating the sky and the earth. The upper half of the dragon's body reaches into the sea of ​​clouds, seeming to completely tear the sky in half, while the lower half of the dragon's tail is still in the ocean. Dancing, the rolling waves rose into the sky and completely submerged the earth.

This scene is simply like the reappearance of an ancient myth.

The sword light flew up all the way following Zhao Min's thoughts. As the distance got closer, the dark sky pillar that penetrated the sky and the earth became larger and larger, like a straight mountain peak standing in front of him. Compared with it, Zhao Min's Min's figure is as small as a mote of dust.

In the sea of ​​clouds, the huge dragon head roared proudly, and the air flow blew away the clouds. The eyes of the evil dragon were dark, and the huge dragon claws tore the sky.

Above the sky, an illusory and transparent barrier is looming. Through the torn gap, another world seems to be revealed in front of the world - the eight wilderness seas and the four regions of southeast, northwest and northwest that are blocked outside the Kyushu barrier. The unfamiliar breath seeped in bit by bit.

Zhao Min was swimming in the sea of ​​clouds with his sword, and suddenly realized that there was no place to stay in the vast sky. As an ordinary person, once the Negative Cang Sword leaves his body, he will fall directly from the sky and die miserably. On the contrary, if he uses the Negative Cang Sword as a flying magic weapon, how should he attack this