New White Snake Asking Immortals

Looking at the sea, the sky is raining, and the showers are light and thunderous, washing away the countless sorrows of the dry land, agriculture, rural areas and farmers.

Bai Jiao can turn the clouds and rain at will, so there is no need to worry about causing floods. The dry land has once again ushered in the rain for more than 100 years.

The thunder and lightning snakes instantly illuminated the dark clouds, and it can be seen that the white flood dragon is wandering and churning.

In a certain area in the north of the ancient animal skin map of the Central Plains, black rain clouds are entrenched.

Gradually, the cloud advanced to the ancient battlefield

Bai Yu didn't come to the battlefield that year, and since then he has been avoiding the news about the war. In addition, the Jiuli people are not very interested in killing people in the Central Plains. There is some blank about that big event that shocked the world. The three disaster stars retreated, leaving behind It's devastated and lifeless.

Zhang Qi, the commander-in-chief who led the army to roam the world at that time, disappeared.

Some people say that he was killed by the demon gate, some people say that he has returned to the pastoral garden, and some people say that he has gone back to the fairyland. The truth is known to no one but himself.

There are many legends about him, and it is widely circulated that he was protected by a dragon when he was young.

Experts do not believe that there are dragons in the world, and they scoff at what the common people say about dragons, and in a certain arid prefecture, countless people have seen with their own eyes that there are dragons in the sky, giving clouds and raining.

The rainy area is not large, and the news has not yet spread.

There are cultivation sects and loose cultivators in the prefectures, and there are far fewer monks than a hundred years ago.

A great war caused serious losses to the cultivation world. Many sects closed down, and countless noble families and small sects disappeared, so that it took several days for the monks to find out.

The first time they saw the white scorpion, Zhu Xiu was overjoyed, and took action to capture it as a thug, or simply killed the scorpion, skinned and cramped, and used its blood to make alchemy.

Bai Jiao, who was trying to create a flood, saw a monk from the sky coming.

"Evil Jiaoxiu wants to make troubles and cause harm to the world, and it's not fast to subdue the law"

Bai Jiao rushed forward to bite and scratch.

The monks.

Bai Yu drives the clouds and brings rain to the ancient battlefield.

For no reason, the resistance of the rain cloud increased, as if there was some strange force in the ancient battlefield to block the rain cloud. The white rain in the state of the white flood dragon pushed the rain cloud again, and it could continue to push forward, but the slow speed was very expensive.

"It's kind of interesting"

The blood sacrifice of boys and girls in Devil's Gate used to affect the climate. More than a hundred years ago, the last battle was blood-stained three cities and summoned some strange things. It seems that you can't show your respect for the devil without killing a few people and putting some blood. I don't understand the most. The only thing is that it is very uncomfortable to see the peace in the world and people live well, and they always have to make a move to declare their existence.

Flood dragons can change droughts, and there are certain beings that can create droughts

Three turns.

Sandaowan, which was once named after the continuous turning of the river, is desolate and desolate. The river is dry and dew, leaving only a deep ditch full of cobblestones with continuous turns. The river has a few cold-resistant weeds and insects fly around. It is not duplicated at all. appearance.

Only the ruins of the village houses are left in a desolate state.

Five monks carefully walked into a village with swords in hand to find a place to rest. They did not dare to light a fire. They took out portable food to share their meals, and drank water to relieve their thirst. Someone was always vigilant.

This is an ancient battlefield. There are rusted swords and helmets everywhere. The bones are pale. The most terrifying thing is that there are monsters raging.

The origin of the monsters is unknown. It is rumored that the last sacrifice of the demon gate connected to the demon world led to the invasion of monsters. The ancient battlefield was abnormal due to the turbulent tide of aura, and there were crises everywhere. The remnants of evil cultivators gathered in it, and the monsters left the ancient battlefield from time to time and ran to the human settlements. Eating people and drinking blood is very harmful.

Chunyang Palace and Western Sect called on the practice community to set up stations in the east and south of the ancient battlefield, and sent disciples and monks from the Central Plains to guard them, hoping to prevent the penetration of monsters, but the effect was minimal.

The reason why it doesn't work is because killing monsters has no benefits and no resources. Monsters are brutal. Humans and monsters of the same level will suffer from killing people. Monsters are not afraid of death and eat people and drink blood. A thankless thing.

You can't blame those monks, after all, everyone has the right to survive.

The problem is that it is very interesting to seek benefits from civilians without protecting civilians. It is quite the essence of dark laws. You are weak and you are unlucky.

Fortunately, there are always people with a heart in the world, working to neutralize threats while ensuring safety.

The good and the evil often fought each other in the buffer area between the station and the ancient battlefield. No great powers appeared, but there were only petty troubles. Many monks came here to eliminate evil and hone their combat skills with the help of monsters.

"Brother Qin, drink some water."

"Thanks."

The young man took the water bag handed by the bearded man and took a few gulps.

Take a deep breath and dry the water spots from the corners of your mouth.

The young monk looked at the middle-aged woman who was sitting in the corner with her eyes closed and resting. The woman held the sword in her arms and said nothing. She is the leader of this three-woman and two-man team. She has rich experience in exorcising demons. A total of days.

The monks who fought against the monsters had more or less hatred against the monsters or monsters, and most of them were locals.

The bearded man raised his head cautiously, leaning on the broken wall to investigate the surroundings.

The three women with a slightly higher cultivation base are the main force for killing monsters. The elegance of other monks is completely different, they are more like warriors.

The bearded man can't stand the sun.

"The sun is dying, and I'm about to become wax."

God **** it, there are rumors that there are thunderstorms in some places and the rivers are re-flowing, but this ancient battlefield is dry and hot, there are rumors that people have seen droughts in the depths of the ancient battlefield, and finally this matter is not settled.

The young man surnamed Qin hurriedly ate the flatbread while taking a break. The bread tasted bad, but he was hungry.

Suddenly, I saw a black spot on the opposite side of the river from a distance. Don't think about it. The one who appeared alone was basically a monster. The battle-hardened young man named Qin sent a signal.

"Look at the monsters but it's weird"

The middle-aged woman swooped and hid behind the broken wall, carefully looking at the monster that was jumping and jumping forward, her eyes tightened, not good.

"Go east and don't be found by it"

Without any hesitation, the other party was too strong to just die. There was no blood. The five were very cautious and retreated to the east under the leadership of the middle-aged female cultivator.

very strong evil spirit

what monster is that

The five people who stooped down to hide the dead grass and fled were inexplicably frightened, and felt the power was terrifying from a distance. In the eyes of the monster, the five low-level monks were no different from ants.

Running and running~www.wuxiamtl.com~ I suddenly feel like being held back by a demon

"Not good to run"

The little black spot in the back that kept jumping and advancing suddenly turned to chase after the five people. It was a man with a somewhat melancholy temperament, running after him without a face.

"The taste of human blood, monk's blood is better."

The middle-aged woman immediately knew what the suffocating monster was, the legendary drought

No wonder there is no rain

Just when the five were about to be caught and shredded and eaten by the scorpion, a flying sword rescued the five, and the sky fluttered down.

"Senior Chunyang Zhuofeng Senior Zhuo has come to save us" The content of the chapter is being restored, please visit again later.

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