The Queen of Sword Cultivation is against the sky again

Chapter 275
Howling all over the place.

Miserable.

Some people couldn't bear the explosion and died.

In this great change, only mortals, those who have never practiced, did not respond, and they could not experience the pain of the baptism of the thunder catastrophe.

They looked at the people who were struggling in pain, and they were terrified and terrified.

Some people were so frightened that they passed out directly, while others blocked their ears and watched.

Xiao Jingye and Chu Linyu also felt pain, and the electric light bombarded them, and they tried to dodge, but they couldn't dodge.

Within an inch of this world, it seems to have become the scene of a catastrophe.

All the monks were bombarded by lightning strikes.

Some people responded to the disaster in time and narrowly escaped the catastrophe, while others panicked and were struck to death by lightning as soon as they turned around.

Everyone present, except Xie Lingyan, was suffering from severe injuries from different lightning strikes.

Yes, Leiden ran after the monk.

Several people accidentally bumped into each other, and the thunder and lightning that came chasing them with claws and claws directly packed them into a group, and then an even bigger thunder and lightning slammed down, making them burnt in an instant.

Zongmen elders and real people, those people with high cultivation levels, tried to set up a barrier to save them, but the barrier was opened, and the thunder and lightning bombarded even more violently.

The deafening thunder sounded, chasing down one after another, breaking the barrier as thin as a cicada's wings, and then an old man was directly chopped to death on the spot.

All the elders were so frightened that their faces were pale and earthy, and they didn't care about any relatives of the younger generation of the disciples, they hurriedly put down barriers to protect themselves.

Xie Lingyan turned her head to look at these people who were in dire straits, she didn't have any sympathy, she just wanted to save her grandma.

As for the ordinary people standing far away, because they were trapped in one place by Dao Yun, they couldn't escape at all.

When Xie Lingyan took a step, the realm that trapped them shrunk a circle, as if they were going to crush them alive into biscuits.

Xie Lingyan saw that the noses of those ordinary people were bleeding, and some even rolled on the ground with their heads in their arms. Once they touched the edge of the Dao Realm that trapped them, they would be killed immediately.

Xie Lingyan didn't dare to go any further.

She turned her head and looked at Xiao Shengxuan in the distance.

He still stood there, just watching indifferently.

Xiao Shengxuan said, "Kill them before you can save your grandma."

Xie Lingyan froze, do you want to kill these thousands of people just to save grandma?

She looked up at the tall and majestic city gate, but she couldn't see her grandma.

And Su Minhou threw Ji Rongba down.

When Ji Rongdrill fell, a thunderbolt struck with its teeth and claws.

"Grandma." Xie Lingyan hurriedly flew over to pick her up.

All of a sudden, the thunder and lightning that had been striking at him shrank back when they saw that figure.

But within a short while, a bigger thunder light came after him.

The 99 thunder tribulations were directly transformed into one.

The huge thunderbolt was like a big hand, covering and descending from the sky.

Xiao Shengxuan stood watching from a distance, his figure which was as white as light and mist gradually became thinner, gradually becoming unreal.

He thought, it was me who was abandoned.

It was obviously the most desperate answer, but he was not moved at all, maybe his heart was ashamed.

When he raised his hand and stretched out, a thin, transparent and bright enchantment enveloped the sea of ​​people.

Xiao Jingye, Chu Linyu and Lan Mingjue all turned their heads to look, not knowing which scene to watch:
On one side is the figure of Xie Lingyan flying over, on the other side is the rumbling sound of the sky and the earth, feeling that the earth is about to be torn apart and destroyed.

Lan Mingjue told Xia Hong not to run around. He set up an enchantment to barely protect the people around him. Some people found that stopping by his side could save their lives, so they all wanted to squeeze over. Of course, some monks also helped lay down the rules.

Xia Hong obediently stood where she was and asked, "Master, what's the matter?"

Lan Mingjue said, "I don't know either."

And Xiao Jingye said, "It is the spiritual energy of the Cangyu Continent that has been lost, and the turbid energy has eroded this world."

Chu Linyu said, "Don't talk nonsense, the spiritual energy is lost, where can it go?"

Xiao Jingye said, "Aura is invisible, and it is all used by humans."

"Where it goes is naturally where it goes to the people who need it."

And where is it that others need it, and people in Cangyu Continent have no right, qualification, or deserving to absorb it?

Maybe everyone present is not worthy of using this spiritual energy.

Yes, I am talking about all the monks and ordinary people present.

The splendor of heaven and earth, spirit and spirit.

The essence of the sun and the moon.

Qi is in the world.

God sleeps with man.

The reason why the world is human, the reason why cultivating immortals is against the sky.

That is to break the rules and create extraordinary.

However, if the routine is broken, it will inevitably make the world unbalanced, and the result of the imbalance will be that the world loses its color and the land falls apart.

What Cang Ling did back then was to dissolve the chaos and forge the majesty, so that the current Cangyu Continent came into being.

But today, the primordial chaos was released, and the spiritual power accumulated in the heaven and earth was eroded.

It is said that the virtual realm of the Cangyu Continent is actually an abyss that absorbs spiritual power. People breathe, and heaven and earth naturally breathe.

And the spiritual power released by the void will always be recovered.

Tens of thousands of years ago, the Void Realm spit out spiritual power to make everyone extraordinary today, and today, it absorbs the spiritual power released by itself back into the palm of its hand for self-storage.

This is the ten-thousand-year catastrophe recorded in the history books.

Maybe it's been too long, many people think it's a rumor and think it's not true.

Only those who believe in it, and pass it down from generation to generation to be remembered by future generations, they always take precautions in time when disaster strikes.

Today, it is the sentient beings in Cangyu Continent who are causing the catastrophe, and they should also bear the suffering of this catastrophe.

Xiao Shengxuan used to stay away from this devastated land, his experience was similar to that of Xie Lingyan, and even more painful.

So when he left that year, he left nothing behind and had no nostalgia.

Of course, he didn't intend to, but in the end he left a few words to the Xiao family, with the purpose of alerting future generations.

Therefore, Xiao Jingye, who has read a lot of books, knows a little bit. He didn't believe it when he first read it, but today he experienced and witnessed the shaking of the earth, and he believed it.

There is a way in heaven and earth.

There is luck in the world.

Unless he is the creator, right and wrong, black and white, can be proved in the flip of his palm.

Xiao Jingye looked at Xiao Shengxuan in the distance, and always felt that this white-haired man was related to the Xiao family.

Over there, Xie Lingyan received her grandma as she wished, and saw that the group of ordinary people who were helpless were about to be crushed by the gradually shrinking Dao realm space, so she hugged her grandma with one hand and controlled the palm with the other.

The Taoist environment that trapped the people was shattered.

The sharp weapon that split like shards of glass collapsed.

And Xiao Shengxuan in the distance suddenly shook.

Xie Lingyan looked up and saw his figure gradually disappearing.

Wen Jinyan suddenly appeared, and he threw the already damaged sapphire Jiuxiao.

The guqin cast a barrier, and then helped Xie Lingyan and grandma fall to the ground.

In the sky, thunder and lightning roared with claws and claws everywhere.

Xiao Shengxuan looked at the figure in the distance, he sighed helplessly, when he raised his hand, the bright and flawless light slowly flowed on his fingertips, and the disciples of the sect were all intently watching the every move of the white-haired man in white.

Especially Zhuo Qingxuan, he felt that this white-clothed and white-haired man who looked like a fairy and a god looked alike to his master.

(End of this chapter)