Shaoyang Sect.
In front of the mountain gate.
The driver and passenger, Yang Zhentian, Jiang Tianxiao stood side by side.
Behind them are densely packed with Shaoyang Sect cultivators, all of whom are transformed into gods. Every monk has a bird beside him. The driver and passenger who pass the second level of tribulation have now become the second master of Shaoyang Sect. The driver’s eyes were filled with longing.
“Captain, we can fight side by side again!”
He jumped in the air and jumped onto the back of the bird: “Let’s go, slay the dragon!”
“slay the dragon!”
Amid the fighting spirit, dense birds soared into the sky.
Taixuan Sect.
In front of the mountain gate.
Ning Caiyun, wind without trace, Yang Fengchu stood side by side. In this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Ning Caiyun has become the chief disciple of Taixuan Sect. His expression was very calm, not as excited as he was to kill the dragon, but it seemed as if he was going to a friend’s banquet. He raised his foot to step on the bird and shouted in a low voice:
“Slay the Dragon!”
“Slay the Dragon!”
The bird smashed the clouds and broke through the clouds.
Taiqing Sect.
In front of the mountain gate.
Jian Yingying, thunder and tide, Chu Yunchou stood side by side.
Two sect leaders died in Taiqing Sect, Huang Daozi and Bai Zhanchuan, and there was no real cultivator who had passed the tribulation. But in this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Jian Yingying was a great monk who survived the tribulation. After Bai Zhanchuan died, Jian Yingying, Lei Haichao and Chu Yunchou came back one after another. Jian Yingying was pushed to the position of sect leader by Lei Haichao and Chu Yunchou.
In the morning breeze, Jian Yingying looked firm. The clothes fluttered and fell on the birds. A cold voice echoed in the air:
“Slay the Dragon!”
“Slay the Dragon!”
The cultivator of Taiqing Sect flew to Canglan Sect with sorrow. The glory lost by Taiqing Sect must be taken back in their hands.
For this, you will die without regrets!
Tianyin Sect.
A group of monks stood behind Vowyinyin, and Vowyinyin said in a condensation: “What our Tianyin Sect is best at is the sound skills. But the great way has disappeared and the spiritual energy has dried up, which has made our sound skills lose its power. We have to put down the piano, flute, zither, and flute in our hands. And pick up the sword.
We are not good at close combat, but for the sake of the human race, we want to kill the dragon!”
“Slay the dragon!”
Peng family.
When Peng Yihui returned home, he became the number one master of the Peng family. The Peng family also became the first family around, because in this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Peng Yihui, a cultivator whose original tenacity reached the second level of tribulation, was the veritable strongest person around. Because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy, Shi Yulong could not return to the Tianmeng, so he followed Peng Yihui to the Peng family.. In this way, there are two secondary positions in the Peng family, and even the demon tide formed by the demon gods for free does not attack the Peng family. At this time, Peng Yihui and Shi Yulong took some monks of the Peng family to fly towards Canglan Pass.
They are fearless, but they are excited.
Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, they were not qualified to participate in the battle against Ao Tian for twenty tribulations. But now, they are qualified.
Shuanglong Mountain.
The Drunken Sword Fairy stroked the tombstone: “Yao’er, maybe I’ll be here to accompany you soon. If you have a spirit, let’s take a good look at the senior brother killing the dragon!”
South.
Shangqing Sect, in front of the mountain gate. Hua Jieyu led a group of monks to soar into the sky in a bird. Almost at the same time, Wuwang from Wunian Temple flew towards Canglan Pass in a bird. Mo Randeng of the Changsheng Sect had already soared into the air while stepping on the birds. He looked back at the sect and might never have a chance to come back once he went there.
Then I won’t go back!
Mo Randeng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhongyuan.
“其…”
The birds sing, and the sound shook the sky.
East.
Yun Lang and Hua Mantian took the monks to bid farewell to Zuo Dongliu, who was in charge of the sect, and flew towards the middle in a bird.
Canglan Pass.
The monks who could evacuate from the west had gathered here. They were waiting for the Tianxuan monks to gather and surround Ao Tian.
Ximen Pojun and Dugu Jiandan stood side by side on the city wall, both of them looked extremely sad.
The West… is over…
The ruins on one side kill Ao Tian. It may take hundreds of years and ten generations of efforts to restore the energy of the West.
In the sky leading to the north, two birds were thrusting through the clouds and fog.
A very huge one is the sky-covering eagle. On the back of the eagle was a giant man over three meters tall, and that was Liang Wu. The other is just an ordinary goshawk with the fifth sword mark standing on it.
The two of them finally borrowed a Sky Eagle that could carry Liang Wu. They were flying towards the north at this time. When they thought that they would see Gu Shu soon, they were very excited.
“Which…”
The chirping of birds suddenly sounded across the opposite side. Liang Wuyi looked at the opposite side and saw a bird flying like a cloud on the opposite side. There was a monk standing on each bird. His eyes fell on the bird in front, and the woman who thought she was thriving on it. At this time, the woman’s eyes also fell on Liang Wu. Although she and Liang Wu had never met each other, they recognized each other at a glance. Because Gu Shuo once saw the images of two people to each other. The woman showed a hint of surprise:
“Liang Wu?”
Liang Wu was also surprised and didn’t understand what the northern monks were going to live to do?
“Aunt Xueling, are you?”
“Slaying the Dragon!”
The winter of the 22nd year of the catastrophe.
Gu Shu walked among the mountains. Over the years, he had been walking among the mountains, while walking while realizing his state of mind. She has realized a variety of states of mind. In the past six months, he has been experiencing the wind with his heart.
When he walked in the mountains, he would rise up in the air every time he took a step. Although it was not high from the ground, only about half a meter, and it was very unstable, sometimes high and sometimes low. And when the wind is strong, his speed is faster, and when the wind is low, his speed is slower.
But there is no doubt that he is controlling the wind.
In this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, he was controlling the wind.
He understood all the mysteries he had once understood one by one. This wind was the last mystery he realized. His heart seemed to have become empty, and it spread out from his body and merged into the wind. He was taking advantage of the momentum and using the wind. Although he had no wings, he was controlling the wind.
“Huhuhu…”
The wind lingered around his body, and he flew out of the mountains at a low altitude. With a thought, his feet landed on the ground, and he frowned slightly.
He has been practicing ascetic for so many years and has carefully understood many mysteries, but he still cannot sense the mystery in his heart, that is, he has not found what he thinks is the middle dantian. But he felt the mystery deep in his heart. He was sure that there must be mystery there, but he couldn’t find the door to mystery. Not to mention going to see the world at that door.
“Hu…”
He breathed out, and he should have gone to see it for several years.