The sword is the devil

Chapter 1037: Quartet Cloud Movement 1
The old real people didn't take it seriously. In their opinion, this is Meng Lang, and Tianfeng didn't explain it. The Jinxiu people's eyelids are too shallow, and they still don't understand why the sword pulse has been able to break through the universe in the past tens of thousands of years. Such a big momentum is the profound influence brought to Jianmai by two generations of Sword Immortals.

Jianfei's movements are faster than his brain's. It's really not a legendary story.

Tianfeng sighed, no matter how much he slandered in his heart, it is still very remarkable that such a sword vein can appear in a sealed realm. For example, there are several masters of the Jinxiu Daomen sect, why don't such characters appear?
The prosperity of the sword veins, after going through two generations of sword immortals, can still spread to Jinxiu, it is really inconceivable.

I bowed to the old masters, "Anhe Dao Kingdom, please maintain it for seniors. I have already agreed with Caesar Mingzi of Wumen that at least during the beast tide, there will be no changes in Anhe and the surrounding areas. The river demon will be suppressed inside, and the river demon outside will be destroyed." Resisting the tide of beasts is not a difficult task for the seniors."

Master Xiao was very surprised, "Nephew Tianfeng, are you also going to Li Zhihai to join Jianmai?"

Tian Feng was cold, "Jianmai acted recklessly, not knowing the difficulties ahead, thinking that he could fight the sea monster in the vast sea with only a single effort, it was just talking about war on paper, flashy; I am going to meet them, I think I can persuade them One or two, fighting at sea can only rely on bravery and vigor? Without the help of Dharma cultivation, you can't distinguish your actions, and you can't hide yourself. Sooner or later, you will have to feed fish and turtles at sea.

It's not that I care about them. Southwest's strength is mediocre. If the sword veins are seriously injured, then there is no need to fight. Just give all of Southwest to the southeast Daomen. "

After saying that, he went out and drove away. Judging by his speed, he was much faster than the splendid boat. The inheritance from the upper world is really amazing. What he showed is just the tip of the iceberg. Breaking the so-called taboo of Jinxiu Raft's unpleasant people.

Looking at the old fellows, Master Xiao chuckled, "Young people, just let them go, I can't control them anyway."

An Zhenren complained, "Where is this to persuade? It is obviously to help the boxing. He thinks that staying in Anhe is too dull and not beneficial to practice. I don't think I can see it?"

A few old real people laughed happily, Anhe Daoguo is a den of foxes, this group of old bastards saved their own Daoist sect from danger with only a small price, and now I don't know what bad idea they are planning?
Master Xiao smiled, "Come on, let's discuss it..."

...Northwest, as Hou Tiao said, Loulan New City fell. Under the attack of undead creatures, all human cultivation forces retreated. Even the few small countries closest to the desert have begun to transfer their domestic people. If the undead creatures attack again , they cannot be stopped no matter what.

The Qin Clan and the Jin Clan have also put aside their grievances for the time being. Although it is not yet possible to talk about cooperation, at least they will not hinder each other for the time being, but their strength lies there. It is difficult for the small Daoist lineage without the table to stop the undead creatures rolling southward.

In the territory of Zhongshan Kingdom, Yin Qingsi and a group of monks stood in the air, watching dumbly the Zhongshan people dragging their families and their families in the violent dust, driving ox carts, horse carts, donkey carts, and retreating to the deep inland; Absolutely, you can't see the end at a glance, the cries of children, and the shouting and cursing of adults can be heard endlessly.

Under such a situation, the mortal government is no longer able to restrain the people, so they can only manage and protect the monks themselves. These days have been day and night, and it is unknown how many people have been evacuated.

That is to say, in the sparsely populated northwest, if it is replaced by the densely populated southeast and southwest, such a large-scale migration is simply unimaginable.

This kind of life has lasted for ten days, and every day is spent fighting scattered undead creatures and arguing with the common people in all kinds of trivial matters, and I don't know when it will end.

As soon as Xinloulan City fell, the Northwest Daomen responded immediately. They thought that they couldn't stand on the front line of the shelter forest. How could the cultivation forces in the Northwest be able to withstand the forest belt of tens of thousands of miles?Ten times more is useless.

If the shelter forest can't stop it, it actually means that the countries closest to the desert can't stop it. The area is too wide, the defense area is too large, and the number of monks is not enough...

The only way is to retreat to the Liusha River region, that is, within the Qin and Jin countries, and form a solid defensive circle back to back; in fact, no one knows if it is really stable, but these small countries can no longer return to the east. For ordinary people, traveling thousands of miles is their limit. They all drag their families, how can they come and go freely like monks?
This is the real situation in the Northwest. Although they don't want to admit it, it is a fact.

When Yin Zhilong came to her, he was also in a mess. The monks in the natural environment still struggled when encountering undead creatures swarming, which was far less relaxed than the monks of the golden core.

"Big sister, how long will it take to evacuate? I feel like Zhongshan is almost empty?"

Yin Qingsi led a team of Qinmen to build the foundation and was responsible for the transfer of a city in Zhongshan. The city was not big, with only a few hundred thousand people, but they were not lightly tossed.

"I don't know. After this city is moved, there will be another one. We must try our best. We can't protect their homes. At least we have to evacuate all the people. I guess Zhongshan will need to be completely evacuated to the rear of Qin. A month's time has just begun, why, can't it last?"

Yin Zhilong shook his head, "I just want to have a good fight, which is better than crawling around here every day. Big sister, can't the sect organize a decent counterattack? If they keep retreating like this, sooner or later Qin will come from the rear Become the front line."

Yin Qingsi glared at him, "You want to die so much? How about a quick fight? The front line of the protective forest is completely covered by undead creatures, and the news there can't be spread at all. How many undead creatures are there, and where are they attacking? Where is the main force? I can’t figure out the reality, how to fight?”

Yin Zhilong looked hopefully, "Where are the reinforcements? The Southeast Daomen is so strong, so we can't do nothing, right? And the Southwest Sword Meridian, aren't we allies?"

Yin Qingsi sighed, "Little brother, after so many years of practice, you still want help blindly when you have something to do. This is the reason why you can't go to the Golden Core. After you reach the cultivation level, your mood is still far away. I'm also to blame for always putting you keep it by your side.

Dongnan Daomen will not come now, otherwise how can they show their importance?They must have waited for the Northwest to be corrupted, and they would make their debut at a critical moment, exorcising the undead creatures and at the same time accepting the hearts of the Northwest cultivation world.

Sword veins, they can't protect themselves, another powerful Daoist lineage in the southwest has switched to the southeast, and they want to shoulder the heavy responsibility of resisting the sea monsters in the entire southwest, it's hard to say whether they can do it...

So, don't think too much about it, we should carry it by ourselves. In Cui Huizuo's words, life and death are life and death. "

(End of this chapter)