40,000 Years of Cultivation

"Ohhhhhhh!"

The two heads on the left and right of the horned monster made heart-piercing screams at the same time. The head in the middle, which was larger than the millstone, sank and floated in the river. The place where it was cut down only left a fracture of several meters in diameter. The blood spurted out wildly, turned into a poisonous mist in the gust of wind and rain, spreading towards the surroundings with teeth and claws!

Under the cover of the poisonous mist, the Polygonal Qiu suddenly sank down and fled hurriedly towards the depths of the Wujiang River.

"Want to go? How could it be so easy! Leave the demon pill and go!"

Under the background of the jealous laughter, a group of clear oily figures, like a vulture spreading its wings, flew on the top of the horned monster, and naturally it was Li Yao pretending to be the master of the vulture!

Storm, thunder and lightning, flood!

The violent psionic power between heaven and earth!

The same goes for the head and head, and a rush of brains rushed towards him!

This kind of big scene where the sky is falling apart and the wind and thunder are violent, can not help but make Li Yao recall the wonderful time of crazy cultivation in the thunderstorm in the depths of the Star Federation, the great wilderness!

Fighting the heavens and the earth is a lot of fun, but he is someone who can be killed even by a hurricane!

"Wind, rain and thunder, when you get to the master, let's go to death!"

Li Yao gave a strange cry, and the azure spirit flames all over his body condensed into two huge wings that covered the sky and the sun, and a fierce one shattered all the lightning, wind and rain and thunder that had invaded him!

Afterwards, the two wings were tightly entwined together, and under the precise control of the divine mind, a new psionic model was constructed, which was condensed into a huge ghost claw, facing the place where the three heads of the polyhorned monster meet. Grasping the past!

The Polygonal Qiu had just been hit hard and lost his most important head. When he was dizzy and desperate for pain, where would he notice Li Yao's weirdness hidden in the green wildfire?

Just after avoiding the tearing of ghost claws, it was caught in a trap made up of dozens of single crystal mica filaments!

"Chichichichichi!"

When it flees into the depths of the Wujiang River, Li Yao tugged fiercely with both hands, and the monocrystalline mica silk easily cut off its hard scales, rough skin, and strong flesh and blood, deeply embedded in its bones!

It is like a big fish hooked, no matter how hard it struggles or escapes, it can only make the hook tighter and tighter!

Polygonal Qiu has cultivated for hundreds of years, and he has known human nature early, knowing that this is the moment of life and death, and there is absolutely nowhere to escape without removing the strange thread embedded in the body!

It struggled downwards for a while, and simply by the force of Li Yao dragging backwards, the strange tail slammed on the surface of the river, and the huge body that was hundreds of meters long rose into the air and rolled back towards Li Yao.

"call out!"

Yan Liren's second prehistoric secret sword is out of its sheath, and the two swords are also like two dragons, entangled with the two heads of the horned monster!

Master Kuchan took the opportunity to fly up from the moonwhite robe, the black iron Zen stick was in his hand, and the eighteen rosary beads danced like flying stars, dragging a long tail flame, like a bead cannon, following the horned monster. The broken neck is deeply submerged in its body!

"Boom!"

Master Kuchan gave the Zen rod a heavy beating in the void, as if it was on the ground made of gold and stone, and suddenly let out a deafening roar!

Centering on the point of the Zen stick, a mysterious and complex, dazzling, radiant rune diploma appeared empty, expanding to the surroundings. In the center of the rune is three "swastikas" overlapping each other, and there is exactly a circle of ten around the rune. Eight gods and Dharma images with different postures!

With the dazzling brilliance of the eighteen Dharma phases flashing one by one, the Polygonal Monster's body also made eighteen muffled sounds in succession. The muffled parts first swelled out suddenly, as if swallowing eighteen pig iron balls, and then It withered quickly again, as if all the bones had been removed, from a powerful dragon to a large limp earthworm, there was no resistance at all!

"Huh!"

Li Yao's single crystal mica silk easily cut off the remaining two heads of the Polygonal Weiqiu. The big meat mountain-like body fell into the Wujiang River, drifted with the flow, and disappeared quickly!

Li Yao, Yan Liren, and Kuchan masters, three super-class Yuan Ying Xeons from the ancient sacred world joined forces. Even if there is the harassment of the power of heaven and earth, a mere monster with many horns, it is impossible to escape from their hands!

"The monster pill is here!"

Li Yao laughed deliberately, and took the initiative to find a reason for himself, pretending to be very greedy, manipulated the monocrystalline mica silk, and copied all three demon pills that were spinning around in mid-air in his hands!

Looking up, Master Kuchan didn't even look at the three demon pills. He couldn't even take a breath. Gu Zi stepped on the robes and plunged into the depths of Wujiang!

"What is he going to do?"

Li Yao blinked, puzzled.

But faintly sensed that another wave of endless waves swept over the upper reaches of the Wujiang River.

That is a new peak!

Given the current fragility of the dams on both sides of the bank, if the defensive talisman formation is not repaired as soon as possible, perhaps there will be no need for a polygonal monster. Just the collision of the flood peak is enough to make the dam collapse!

"He, he doesn't want to use his own power to defeat the endless flood peaks until the torrential rain stops?"

Li Yaoru was shocked by the thunder, and he was stunned. He didn't expect that the ancient cultivator world would be able to give birth to a character like Master Kuchan!

"What is Daoist Lingjiu thinking?"

Yan Liren frowned as he watched the figure of Master Kuchan rushing over to Hongfeng, single-handedly across the Wujiang River.

"I'm thinking--"

Li Yao turned his eyes for a long time, and said, "Brother Yan's sword of the unparalleled in the world is almost beyond the reach, enough to kill anyone in the world!"

"But I don't know, can even the endless flood peaks be completely beheaded?"

"Behead Hongfeng?"

Yan Liren touched his bare head, looked at another bare head in the flood, shrugged his nose, and muttered, "It's kind of interesting!"

...

After the torrential rain that obscured the sun, it rained for a whole day and night, and it was not until dawn the next day, in the fragmented sunrise, that a little dim sun was revealed.

Although Li Yao, Yan Liren, and Master Kuchan made the shot, the section of the river where the Ziji Sword Sect was located did not have the tragic collapse of the dam, but other places were not so lucky. Large and small **** burst incidents emerged in endlessly, and Li Yao flew to countless times. A hundred meters high in the sky, within the range of sight, all have been transformed into a water village, Zeguo, only a few higher terrain has become a number of isolated islands and "long bridges."

The countless victims whose homes were destroyed and displaced by the flood are like densely packed ants, crowded with isolated islands and long bridges, flowing aimlessly in all directions, becoming the most troublesome refugees of the court and the realm of comprehension!

For the court, refugees are the biggest factor of instability.

For the cultivator, when alive, the refugees who are like ants and weeds are naturally not to be feared.

However, once Bailian mother Wan Mingzhu and other ghost kings and demon kings haunt it, absorb the spirits that died tragically in natural disasters, full of hostility, and join the ranks of the ghost army of Yin soldiers. After several fights, they will evolve into evil spirits and evil spirits. thing!

Therefore, fighting against natural disasters and pacifying the refugees is not only the responsibility of the court, but also the responsibility of the entire cultivation world.

Especially the cultivating sects that were originally located in the southeast area are even more responsible.

If you let it go, it is very likely to catch fire!

Seeing countless people in ragged clothes and numb faces, who could not cry like walking dead, drifting with the crowd in despair, Li Yao couldn't tell what it was like.

In the Federation of Stars and Lights, natural disasters will naturally occur, as well as floods, earthquakes, and tsunamis.

However, for the cultivators of the Star Federation, fighting natural disasters is as important as slaying demons and slaying demons. One party has difficulties and supports from all directions, and it is by no means just talking about it.

Even the country has its own complete disaster relief system, which is fully operational. Not only is the flood impossible to ravage to such an extent, even if there are victims, they can be quickly and properly resettled, and they will never be allowed to be displaced or die. escape!

While sighing secretly, Li Yao's sharp eyes suddenly saw a white figure in the dark crowd.

It's Master Kuchan!

Li Yao was full of curiosity about this unpredictable "Float Monk".

In order to fight against the flood peak last night, he rushed into the flood again and again until his psychic energy was exhausted and was crumbling before he was rescued by several high-ranking cultivators of the Purple Pole Sword Sect.

Unexpectedly, after just two hours of rest, he came out again, but what was he doing among the victims?

Li Yao became curious and landed on the position of Master Kuchan.

Countless refugees saw an immortal master who was "throwing clouds and driving fog" landed. They were embarrassed and fled around. Even if they fell into the muddy water, they did not dare to climb up and approach Li Yao.

Even some gray-haired old men, dragging children with withered yellow hair, kowtow at Li Yao, and Li Yao's heart is broken by the kowtow.

With his identity as "Master of the Buzzard", he is naturally not suitable for playing the "Everyone is Equal" set. He can only suffer with frowning, forcibly forcing himself not to look at those muddy and unclear faces, but to look at them. To the Master Kuchan.

Master Kuchan was mixed in a group of filthy victims, and the moon-white monk's robe became a mess, and even his bare head was covered with mud and dirt.

Only that face is still white and flawless, and its precious appearance is solemn, as if it will shine from the inside out!

Sitting with his knees crossed, he fell into a mass of mud.

In front of him, there was a huge and unremarkable head, which was extremely hideous, comparable to the head of an elephant, and it was one of the heads of the "polygonal horned monster"!

The fist-big rosary of Master Kuchan hovered over the head of the horned monster, emitting a soft white light, continuously infiltrating the depths of the head of the beast.

The vaguely fierce and tyrannical aura that was originally frustrated in the head of the polyhorned monster was gradually resolved in the silent chanting of Master Kuchan, and disappeared in smoke.

"It turned out to be the undead of the beast!"

Li Yao respected, "I have long heard that the Buddha Sect emphasizes the equality of all beings and that all things have anims. I didn't expect that Master Kuchan's compassion was cultivated to such a degree. Even the evil spirits of monsters will not hesitate to transcend. He is really a high-ranking monk with a bodhisattva heart!"

"All right!"

While Li Yao was secretly admiring, Master Kuchan received his magical powers, and the eighteen rosary beads were hung back on his shoulders. He held the black iron Zen stick to his feet, stretched his waist, clapped his hands and laughed, "In the head of this beast The poison has been eliminated by the monk and you can eat it!"

After that, with a wave of the Zen stick, there was a "click", and the skull of the multi-horned monster burst into pieces, and the brain burst!

Li Yao: "..."

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