New White Snake Asking Immortals

A mountain peak.

Bai Yu stands on the peak of Cangyan and looks at the Chengjin Kingdom. The breeze is blowing on his face. Through the airflow coming from the direction of Chengjin, he uses his strong sense of smell to identify the breath. frightened...

For some reason, there was a burst of irritability and anxiety in my heart, and I was inexplicably angry and sad.

Ming Lanxing exudes mysterious fluctuations, and Bai Yu feels that she is very angry and tries her best to stop the flood of black water. Maybe Aunt Ming Lan can solve the problem by herself, or she may only be able to delay the spread of damage.

"I can't do nothing."

"I remember saying a long time ago that I am a dragon!"

Turning around, he looked at the four teammates who had little cooperation after forming a team and the heavenly soldiers.

"Everyone, evil breeds. This place is dangerous and you cannot stay here. You can find your own spaceship and return to the Minglan Star Heavenly Army camp. The consequences of violating the military order will be borne by Bai Yu, the female guard general. Nothing can be done. Everyone, return to the big camp as soon as possible." The battalion will inform the Heavenly Army of the changes in Chengjin."

"And you?"

"I want to see what those bastards are up to. If I kill a few of them, don't worry, if I want to hide, I won't find anyone."

"There may be a big demon in Chengjin country, so going to die is no different!"

Bai Yu shrugged, knowing that there are high-level monsters appearing and wreaking havoc, there is no other way, when it’s time to fight, there is no hesitation in doing it, the heaven is thick and the earth is the foundation, those bastards are using special methods to destroy the foundation of the Minglan world .

"I'll go and check to find out the situation first, and you should seek support earlier."

After finishing speaking, he leaped forward and jumped off the cliff, using the cover of fog to fly directly to the capital, his figure disappeared into the clouds...

...

Earth, somewhere mountainous.

It is still the mountain village where Baiyu once treated the black spring, remote and barren.

The tall, ugly, evil monster drooled out of the rough teleportation array, covered in blood, and it was unknown whether it was hit by someone or the rough and unstable teleportation array caused serious damage. When he came out, he held a dark, mysterious and strange spar in his hand.

buzz buzz...

Several helicopters circled in the sky,

In the distance, there are camouflage soldiers on the roof of the abandoned stone-built old house, holding anti-armor weapons and aiming at the ugly monster more than three meters high.

The monster roared violently and angrily, completely ignoring the weak humans.

Open your mouth, smelly, sharp teeth, saliva and mucus.

"Aw!"

Domineering and fearless declare war.

No nonsense, the helicopter's large-caliber machine gun fired, the shell casings crashed and fell, the old abandoned stone roof was flamed and smoked, a few rounds of anti-armor weapons hit the tall monster and knocked it backwards, the artillery fire continued, and there were other people around. Vitality is crazily covered, stones are flying and smoke is billowing!

An indiscriminate bombardment.

The firepower was suspended, everyone stared at the attack area to see if the terrorist creature was killed, and the mountain wind blew away the thick smoke.

The soldier wearing goggles and holding a weapon was stunned. The monster who had suffered countless bullets and a large number of shells was still alive! Although the whole body is torn and bruised, he is still alive!

The tall monster got up, raised his hand and pulled out a sharp shrapnel from his belly.

He stared at the armed helicopters circling in the sky.

Bending down, grabbing the stone and throwing it away vigorously, the stone rolled and flung the mud and went straight to a certain helicopter. The speed was too fast, no matter how sensitive the helicopter was, it couldn't dodge it...

Just when the pilot was terrified, an ancient shield whirled and hit the rocks and smashed them into pieces!

Small stones hit the cockpit glass of the helicopter with crackling noises. The pilot maneuvered the plane up and down to avoid it, while the tall monster looked at the path of the stone village. A man in black armor walked this way with strange steps.

Zhenbei really wants to scold the street, who designed the stone road?

It's awkward to step on one slate, but two slabs can't be pulled apart. Why not splicing them together to walk more conveniently?

"I only come to this place once."

It was rare to complain, walked to the tall and ugly monster and stood up, stretched out his hand to recall the shield, held a gun in one hand and stared at the arrogant monster with idiot eyes.

"When you die and go back to your hometown, remember to tell your master one thing. Grandpa is Zhenbei. If you don't accept it, come to me to practice."

Twisted neck, red flames in both eyes, the helmet can't see the face or flesh, all you can see is the terrifying black as if you want to sink into it...

The tall monster suddenly trembled in fright, its pupils reflected the terrifying monster on the opposite side and rushed towards it...

...

Dragon Rest World, the hometown of a certain dragon.

The wind blows the bamboo forest rustling Lin Yue, emerald green like the sea, and the wind blows, pushing waves over mountains and ridges.

There is a sweet and clear spring in the mountains that nourishes the bamboo shoots all the year round, and animals and birds drink water. Next to the clear spring is the Zhuquan Temple, which has been isolated from the world for many years.

Little Shitou hid in the bamboo forest and slept soundly, the corners of his mouth were crystal clear, as if thinking of delicious food.

In the vegetable field, the old Huixian in patched and tattered clothes was serious about catching insects on the vegetables. When he caught the insects and put them aside, he couldn’t bear to kill them. The old and the young starved to death, and the rats ate the food with a cruel heart.

Old Huixian was skinny and skinny, and his cloth shoes had holes in his toes, and he had wandered around for many years.

Little Shitou was sleeping soundly, when suddenly the world shook! The birds in the bamboo forest screamed and jumped into the air!

Bamboo leaves rustled, and the small stone jumped up with a jerk and bumped into the thick bamboo at the mouth of the bowl, shaking its head and running towards the ruined temple, shouting as it ran.

"It's a disaster, it's a disaster~ Dashan is trembling with anger~"

In the vegetable garden.

Old Huixian's heart skipped a beat, secretly thinking it's not good! Jumping and jumping straight to the ruined temple with an agility that doesn't match his age, the cobra boy followed behind with a mouse, and Xiaoxiao Zhuquan Temple's trapeze man jumped into the snake demon and ran.

One old and one young, two stubble-headed masters and apprentices have only one purpose, hold on to the gate and don't fall down.

It has been a long time since the last big fanfare repair, without Bai Jiao... Bailong can't make money at all with the help of Bailong. If he can't stand it for decades, he will feel pain and choose a major repair, but he still can't stand it. Bamboo Spring Temple can make do It is all made of bamboo and wood, the snake demon boy chops bamboo, and the master and apprentice take turns to make furniture to maintain repairs.

After finally holding on to the decayed and broken wooden door, the ground shook even more intensely!

In a small town in the distance, the townspeople stood outside their houses and pointed in the direction of the bamboo sea. They saw a certain bamboo forest mountain suddenly rising, and finally broke out new mud. The bamboo forest mountain where the legendary haunted Zhuquan Temple is located slowly floated into the air...

Like a floating island rising into the sky, you can vaguely see the dilapidated Zhuquan Temple in the bamboo forest and three busy figures in front of the temple gate.

"Immortal... Immortal!"

"The fairy family blesses my grandson in peace~"

"Old Immortal, show mercy and save my wife...she is a good person..."

Thinking it was a miracle, all the people knelt down and worshiped. Anyone who saw this scene had to kneel down and call grandpa. They didn't know that the old monk of Xiandao in the sky was busy protecting and breaking down the door. He didn't notice the current situation and couldn't collapse anymore. The statues here are all made with mud.

The fairy island in the bamboo forest rose slowly, and scattered soil, large and small, continued to fall away from the surrounding edges.

Below, groundwater gushed out of the deep pit left by the fairy island after it flew up, filling it into a lake.

The snake demon boy walked to the edge of the floating island, dumbfounded.

The mouse fell from the mouth and swirled from the first edge to the muddy lake below, and the dilapidated town in the distance was getting farther and farther away, at a loss.

"Boss Bai, I must be crazy..."