Chapter 78:

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Liu Xixian and Luo Zheng Xianzi did not stay in Fengshenhai for a long time. They pointed out a direction for Luo Qingqing, let him go there with Moqiu and gather with the large forces of Feihuazong. When the words were finished, the two turned and flew to the dry hills. They lost their senses, regardless of danger, holding a hope that could catch the Fengsi fairy.
After eating the holy medicine of Feihuazong, Luo gradually cleared his body very quickly.
He could not stop the collapse of the dry hill. Even if he is anxious now, he knows that with his strength, he can't save the mysterious spirit. So Luo gradually went straight to the north of the land and planned to join the big forces first.
The dead mountain collapsed and the Yaozu appeared.
Both of these things are too important. If the two of them could only have a little rationality, they would not go to chase the Fengxian fairy, but they would first leave Luo Zhiqing and Mo Qiu to leave the northernmost land and tell everyone about it.
However, there is nothing. If Luo Qing and Mo Qiu carefully and carefully shuttled on the edge of Fengshenhai. Under the premise of paying attention to the surrounding, they try to speed up and fly away.
At this moment, the four major sects have gathered in the buried sand forest outside the northernmost land. In addition to the Cang family and the Wei family from the far north, the eight great families have not arrived, and the rest have arrived.
The illusion of hate wood in the buried sand forest did not have any influence on these powers. Everyone gathered here to discuss the big thing that could be awkward.
The collapse of the dry hills.
With the lessons of Feng Sixian's previous car, no one dares to step into the northernmost land, and everyone is very vigilant.
Because, Feng Si fairy has fallen.
There are only ten monks in the world who have a great success in the late period of the Mahayana. Now, one has fallen.
Among the ten people, the strength of Fengsi Fairy can only be regarded as the last stream, but it is still not to be underestimated. What a terrible power, can actually make such a peerless power fall from the ground and cannot escape?
Before the answer was obtained, even the most powerful Guanglingzi sages and ghost ancestors who were present were not allowed to move. Because in addition to the fall of Feng Sixian, they also know that Xuan Lingzi is in the northernmost land, but he did not stop the collapse of the dry mountain, but even the flame of the life lamp is much bleak.
In this way, the situation suddenly stagnated.
Yu Qingzi was in a hurry for three days, and finally ran to the front of Guanglingzi. He said: "The younger brother of Xuan Lingzi is in the northern part of the land. He is not alive and dead, you are not in a hurry?"
Although Guanglingzi Zunren is very rough and bold, but it is thick and thin, he licks his eyebrows and comforts him: "You are anxious and there is no way. Even two of me are far from the opponents of the younger brother, if even he is Can't cope with it, what can I do when I go? You are a self-confident. Wait, Feihuazong has already sent people to inform the demon domain. If the demon is not stupid, he will come naturally."
This is another day, and the talents of the Magic Palace are late.
The Magic Road Palace took a step forward and said, "What happened in the North China?"
Her attitude made some decent people dissatisfied. However, where the Yuqingzi sages managed these things, she went straight to the front: "Ten days ago, the dead mountains of the northernmost land collapsed. A message came from the front and told us about it." After a pause, Yu Qingzi said directly: "The devil has never come?"
When I heard the front, my face changed a lot. But when she heard the last question, she concealed her look and calmly said: "The palace owner is retreating and practicing, and no one can bother. This time the mountain collapses, the Magic Road Palace will not stand by."
In a word, it ruined the hope of the Yuqingzi sage.
In the days that followed, everyone began to plan how to deal with the catastrophe of the collapse of the mountain. Many forces have sent their own personnel to go to the northernmost land to find some monks who have not escaped. The fire sage of the Taihua Mountain is personally entered, and his purpose is only one: to find the mysterious spirit and Luo gradually clear!
After the collapse of the dry hills, the atmosphere of the northern part of the land was very disordered and could not be transmitted, which made it impossible for everyone to contact.
Surprisingly, in addition to the Taihua Mountain, the Magic Road Palace has also sent a large number of people to search for the North. Naturally, the things in the Magic Road Palace will not be questioned, but their strangeness is seen in the eyes of others, and there are more thoughts in the heart.
Three days later, everyone finally made a decision.
Evacuate all the monks in Luzhou and take away all the mortals in the state!
The collapse of the dry hills, if it is unavoidable, will minimize losses.
Some people may have to say that the self-cultivator is separated from the world, why should he be in the world and take the mortal away. That is because the person who cultivated the truth is from the secular, and the talent is the foundation of the realm of cultivation. It is a great merit for any monk to save so many mortals.
Since ancient times, there have been monks and merits. If you really look at the tens of thousands of mortal people who are dying, you will definitely be ruined by your heart and soul. Even if you can smash the past, you will spend the rest of your life in blasphemy and blame.
After the discussion, the Ettawa Mountain was headed, and the four main gates were responsible for going deep into the northern part of the country, trying to find some survivors and trying to investigate the truth about the collapse of the mountain. The Magic Road Palace and the Eight Great Family are responsible for the evacuation of mortals and monks, so as to prevent the dry mountain from collapsing again, causing even greater disaster.
Everything seems to be in perfect order, but the crisis is hidden in the depths, and no one is willing to touch it.
Enchanted.
After Yin Ji got the disaster of the Northland, he was overjoyed and waited for the black poisonous to bring back Luo Qingqing. However, she waited for ten days and did not wait for the message of the black drug sage. A soft face is full of anger, Yin Ji fingers pinched, the jade cup is pinched into a powder, biting his teeth and tangling: "There is nothing more than a smash!"
The black poison sage disappeared for a few days, Yin Ji turned to think about it, probably guessed the other side's end.
Unlike the black poisonous sage, Yin Ji cultivated for nine thousand years and became one of the four demon statues, but never despised anyone to repair. If she despise the mysterious spirit, she would be split into two paragraphs by the other party a hundred years ago. The fact is that countless demon geniuses who are even more stunning than Yin Ji have fallen, and she has lived to the present and become one of the four demon.
When the black poisoned sage went to the northernmost place, Yin Ji ordered him to take the man's hand and not be light. However, the black poisonous sage still died there, and died in the hands of two juniors who have been practicing for only a few decades!
Yin Ji gently lifts the sleeves, and the powder between the fingers is scattered with the wind.
Sitting on the throne of the hall for a long time, the enchanting demon statue slowly rose up, and disappeared into the hall in the blink of an eye. Once again, it was already a forbidden place in the depths of the demon.
In the boundless darkness, Yin Ji slowly walked forward, a pair of red
bare slender legs walked and turned into a thick snake tail. She placed her long tail and entered the deepest part of the forbidden land. She gently smiled and said: "The goddess of the demon, it is a good war."
The soft voice rang out in the forbidden place and spread.
A hoarse male voice sneered and said: "I heard that the extreme north of one of the four dangerous places of the Terran has an accident?"
Yin Ji smirked and said: "Yes, and it is still a big event."
A rough male asked: "Yin Ji, can you know what's going on?"
Yin Ji did not care to spread his hand and said: "The big thing that can make Feng Si's ugly woman fall."
There was a silence in the forbidden place.
Suddenly, a tall, fierce bald man came out of the darkness and asked with a look: "What are you talking about? Feng Si is dead? Feng Si of the Feihuazong? How did she die? What the is going on!"
Yin Ji disdainfully glanced at the man and said, "Isn't it an ugly old woman?"
The bald man showed fierce light and angered: "You can be more than seven thousand years older than her!"
Yin Ji’s thick snake tail slammed into the bald man, but the latter grabbed her tail. Originally, Yin Ji still wants to swear again, but listens to the other side with regret and regrets: "It's a pity, I am still going to put the woman into the harem, as the deity of the deity. I did not expect it to die, it is a pity, but unfortunately."

Yin Ji snorted and pulled back his tail. His look gradually became serious and he said, "Go war."
The bald man was silent for a moment and said, "Go war."
After a while, the hoarse male voice also screamed with a wry smile: "Go war."
After the three people finished speaking, they didn’t say anything more, obviously they were waiting for the last person to speak.
However, after a long time, I listened to the demon sigh and sighed softly. The old voice was like a late bell, and it was dull: "Now, it is not the time. Yin Ji, you can find out, why is there a magic? A breakthrough opportunity?"
Yin Ji suddenly stayed.
The next moment, her face was cold: "I will send someone again, be sure to bring back the apprentice of the devil, and check this out!"
The vast winds of the gods on the sea, the waves are everywhere, the waves are soaring.
A blue figure and a red figure flew forward along the coast of the Fengshen Sea. Both of them used the fastest speed and tried their best to fly. Once the spiritual power in the body could not be used, Baihua Dan, who is worthy of the city, would not want to put money in his mouth. He would never stay for a moment.
For three days, Luo Qingqing and Moqiu did not stop. They didn't even talk for a while, Luo gradually cleared in front, and Mo Qiu followed behind him.
Luo gradually clears that his heart is full of mysterious spirits. He is afraid that he will go a little late, and the mysterious spirit will encounter unexpected events, so he does not dare to slack off. Mo Qiu is a seemingly indifferent appearance, just behind the Luo gradually clear, flying freely.
Hey!
Hey!
This speed has already surpassed the limit of the monk during the expiration period, even faster than the ordinary fit-time monk!
The two flew over the dune hills and flew over the basin's valley. When flying to a plain, Luo gradually cleared his footsteps and turned his head to the west.
Moqiu flew to his side and asked an eyebrow: "What happened?"
Luo gradually stunned and heard a shock, he slowly turned to look at Mo Qiu, eyes looking at each other intricately. After a long time, he gave a heavy sigh of relief and said: "Mo Qiu, Qingjun's predecessors had left something in my body. I thought he wanted to help me stabilize the realm and give me an enlightenment. Opportunity. But until just... I suddenly felt something."
Mo Qiu said: "What?"
Luo gradually shook his head and said: "I don't know. But I probably guessed what it would be. This should be what I originally wanted to take.