On the Avenue

Fu Xiu quickly came to the government office and saw Xia Fenghua, the prefect, packing his bags and his family, preparing to flee Youzhou.

Fu Xiu hurriedly stepped forward and stopped Magistrate Xia: "Sir, a disaster has broken out. Let's take the people in the city and flee from here!"

Xia Fenghua pushed him away and said angrily: "Bring it with you? How to bring it with you? You also know that this is a disaster? If we can escape alive, it is because our ancestors burned incense!"

Fu Xiu frowned and saw that everyone in Xia Fenghua's family was in a state of transformation except him, so he stopped talking.

Xia Fenghua offered sacrifices to the earth book to protect his family, and then waved the Ten Thousand Souls Flag. The ghosts and gods in the flag were flying, supporting his whole family.

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Xia Fenghua was about to leave when the police saw Fu Xiu still standing there, looking at a loss.

Xia Fenghua couldn't bear it, so he threw down a Ten Thousand Souls Flag and said: "Fu Xiu, how many people you can save depends on your ability!"

He took his little boy to the sky, shook the Ten Thousand Souls Flag, and the ghosts and gods lifted up the blue clouds and flew away through the sky.

Fu Xiu grabbed the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, felt a little relieved, and immediately went straight to the Talisman Masters Association, thinking: "The Ten Thousand Souls Banner can activate ten thousand ghosts and save ten thousand people at a time. With this treasure, he can mobilize the Talisman Masters Association's talismans at once. Master, if you sacrifice the Heavenly Court Order and go to the Small Heavens, maybe you can save the people of Youzhou."

His heart was on fire.

Because of his performance in Youzhou, Zongtan Yutian City sent him an order from Heaven, allowing him to freely enter and exit Little Heaven. The heavenly court order prohibits handing over to outsiders. If you bring outsiders into Xiaozhutian, you need to go to the main altar to apply. But now at a critical moment, he decided not to follow the rules of the Hongshan Hall Talisman Master Association and act arbitrarily!

He rushed into the branch hall of Hongshan Hall Talisman Masters Association and shouted: "Hu Fangfang, Li Yu, we have work to do! Hu Fangfang..."

Fu Xiu's pace slowed down, and each Talisman Master came into view.

The Talisman Masters of Hongshan Hall were smiling. Some of them had their backs cracked and half of their bodies were bulging out. Some had only a piece of skin left there, and some were lying on the trees, like cicadas.

Fu Xiu's heart sank, and he didn't search for anyone else. There might be others, but it didn't matter anymore.

He can do it alone.

He shook the Ten Thousand Souls Flag. This flag obviously looked like a magic weapon, but it could be used to guard the luck of the county and provincial capital and resist the invasion of evil spirits.

At this moment, the ghosts and gods flew out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, and under his control, moved the people who were transforming nearby to the Hongshan Hall.

He was busy alone, and soon the inside and outside of Hongshan Hall were filled with transformed people.

"Open the Little Heavens and send people in, and you can avoid the disaster." Fu Xiu said to himself.

He offered the Heavenly Order and untied the talisman.

The Heavenly Order emitted a faint light, but no portal appeared at the other end of the order.

Fu Xiu did not give up, and followed the secret method taught by the main altar to unlock the Heavenly Court Order again. However, the portal to Xiaozhutian still did not appear.

Fu Xiu tried again and again, and every time the heavenly order was issued, light bloomed, indicating that he had not made a mistake, but every time he never opened the door to the small heavens!

He kept trying until his heart collapsed.

Suddenly, Fu Xiu knelt on the ground and cried loudly, his body shaking uncontrollably.

Soon, the second transformation came.

Many people were crawling on the ground, like cicada larvae looking for a high place to transform.

Fu Xiu was not among the crowd, but still kneeling there.

After a while, his body trembled and there was a soft popping sound from the back of his neck.

He began to transform.

In Xijing, the prison guard of Si Tianjian looked horrified and rushed towards Wenyuan Pavilion.

Not long after, the thirteen cabinet ministers gathered together, each with solemn expressions.

Yan Xianzhi was deeply embedded in his seat and frowned.

"How long can Youzhou hold on?" he asked suddenly.

“Natural disasters come slowly and quickly.”

Xia Canghai said, "The slow one may last two to three years, or even ten or eight years, and the quick one may last two or three days. A natural disaster once occurred in Yinzhou, which was a fire disaster and lasted for one day. Yinzhou is thousands of miles away , burned completely. The specific type of natural disaster in Youzhou is still unclear.”

He paused and said, "It's impossible for anyone to come out alive."

Yan Xianzhi exhaled a breath and said: "We cannot let the natural disaster live, otherwise the harm will be even greater. Mobilize Wuying Palace."

The other twelve officials did not speak, and each nodded silently.

Now, only the power of the Nine Palaces of the True King can eliminate natural disasters.

"From here to Youzhou, with our cultivation, it will take two days to fly with Wuyingdian."

Xia Canghai said, "Using the upper realm, you can reach Youzhou in a moment at most."

Yan Xianzhi hesitated for a moment, shook his head and said: "Don't use the upper realm. The upper realm is our last resort against Despair Slope and the True God Tianwai. Master Xia and I took Wuying Palace to Youzhou to quell the natural disaster, and the others stayed behind I am in charge of the affairs of the state, and there must be no chaos in Xiniu Xinzhou."

He stood up and walked outside.

Xia Canghai stood up and followed him.

Wuying Palace rises again from Xijing City, exuding wisps of gorgeous and charming fairy light, heading towards Youzhou.

Yan Xianzhi and Xia Canghai stood in front of the gate of this fairy palace, looking into the distance, each in silence.

"The last time a disaster occurred was a thousand years ago, right?"

Yan Xianzhi said, "It seems that someone robbed a tomb. When they dug up a large tomb, they alarmed the owner of the tomb and triggered a disaster."

Xia Canghai nodded and said: "Wenhua Palace was used that time. However, later statistics showed that millions of people died in that natural disaster, and the whole province was almost wiped out. Since then, there has been no disaster level."

Yan Xianzhi frowned and said, "Now it appears again."

Xia Canghai sighed and said, "A few days ago, it got dark a moment earlier."

Yan Xianzhi frowned even more tightly: "I always feel that the occurrence of natural disasters is related to the changes in the true god. This natural disaster may not be the only one. It is very likely that the second natural disaster and the third natural disaster will follow.

Do you know how many natural disasters occurred in the years before the end of the True King's era? "

Xia Canghai said: "I have read a little about the history of that era, but my Xia family doesn't record much."

Yan Xianzhi said: "It is true that most of the records about the end of the True King's era have been lost and deliberately destroyed. I went to the upper world and met my ancestor, who accidentally said something about it."

He paused and said: "He said that at the end of the True King's era, thirty-seven natural disasters occurred, and countless people died. The True King had to refine the Nine Immortal Palaces to suppress the disaster."

Xia Canghai's body trembled slightly, he was silent for a moment, and said: "If this is a sign, then there will be more than thirty natural disasters."

Yan Xianzhi sighed: "But in the end, the era of the True King was destroyed by a disaster."

The two fell silent and stopped talking.

Suddenly, Xia Canghai asked: "What level is the woman next to Chen Shi now?"

"Disaster level."

Yan Xianzhi said, "Should she be disabled? The threat is not great. She is very strange."

Xia Canghai asked: "What's so strange?"

“She’s in human form.

Yan Xianzhi said, "The natural disasters left over from prehistory in the records are often not human-shaped, but grotesque, much like the ghosts of the underworld. But she is different, she is a human. I think it may be for this reason that the true king did not kill her, Instead, he suppressed her in Qixia Temple."

The two fell into silence again.

Xia Canghai broke the silence again and said: "We enter the realm of natural disasters and find natural disasters. What will we do next?"

Yan Xianzhi said: "Follow the sacrificial process of the Nine Halls. Find natural disasters, sacrifice them in Wuying Hall, and kill the natural disasters.

That's all. "

Xia Canghai nodded lightly.

At this time, a stream of light flashed across the sky at an extremely fast speed, leaving Wuying Palace far behind.

The two officials were surprised and looked at it, but the speed of the stream of light was too fast, and they could not see what it was.

"It seems to be going to Youzhou." Xia Canghai said.

Yan Xianzhi nodded: "I'm going to Youzhou."

Xia Canghai said: "Who could it be? Who is faster than the Immortal Palace?"

Yan Xianzhi hesitated and said nothing.

At the foot of Taihua Mountain, Qingyang struggled to move forward carrying Chen Shi and Heiguo. His injuries were also extremely serious. At this moment, the natural disaster broke out, and the mountain gods of Taihua Mountains could not bear it. They fell into transformation involuntarily, and Qingyang could not borrow anything. Mana is getting less and less.

He always wanted to stop, always wanted to turn around, turn around, and walk towards the place where Jinghong Old Road hung.

The natural disaster affected his cognition, making him think that the location of Jinghong Old Taoist was the Holy Land of the Immortal Family. There was always a voice in his heart calling him to go there, and he could ascend there!

However, Qingyang still resisted this temptation and continued to move forward.

On the mountain road, many people were crawling on the ground. They were like cicadas, minding their own business and crawling towards the direction of the Jinghong Old Road.

Qingyang walked against the crowd, and every step he took was extremely difficult. After walking for an unknown amount of time, he still could not get out of Taihua Mountain.

He suddenly stopped and stood stiffly on the mountain road, still.

He is slowly shedding his skin.

He could no longer resist the effects of natural disasters.

After a while, Qingyang shed a layer of skin, picked up Chen Shi and Heiguo that fell on the ground, and continued walking against the crowd.

The natural disaster affected him, but his will still acted on his body, controlling this body and staying away from the center of the disaster.

He has a belief that Xiao Shi must be sent out.

This child must be sent out of this catastrophic realm!

He is the grandson of Chen Yindu. Their brothers fought tooth and nail to rescue this child. Qingyang even died on the way to rescue. This is the child he saved at the cost of his life. He must be sent out!

"Uncle Yang, kill me and release the natural disaster." Chen Shi said with an angry voice.

Qing Yang didn't know if he heard what he said, so he walked straight forward.

Chen Shi struggled hard and tried to roll off his shoulders. He used his remaining strength to say: "Uncle Yang, kill me and use the natural disasters in my body to deal with him. Maybe there is still life——"

Qingyang hugged him tightly and continued to move forward.

Chen Shi was still struggling, but when he accidentally saw Qingyang's face, he couldn't help but realize it. Qingyang's eyes had turned pale, and he was undergoing his second transformation, but he was still walking forward mechanically. Apparently all the will in his mind was used to fight against the influence of the natural disaster, and he could not hear his words.

Chen Shi tried to stir up his energy and blood, but his whole body was like a sieve, and blood flowed out from all parts of his body.

He originally wanted to mobilize his cultivation and use magic to commit suicide, but seeing this situation, he was relieved.

"It turns out that death is so simple." He said silently in his heart and continued to pump up his energy and blood.

The blood in his body gradually flowed out, and his body became hotter and hotter, then slowly turned colder.

Chen Shi sensed that death was approaching, and he would turn into a cold corpse before long.

"At that time, that polite natural disaster should have taken over my body." Chen Shi said sincerely.

There should be two situations at that time. One is that the situation is worse, and two natural disasters will break out at the same time, endangering the lives of countless people. The other is that the two tigers will fight, and Xiushi's natural disaster may get rid of Jinghong.

This is the most helpless way, and it is also Chen Shi's last way.

Either destroy or survive!

His body is getting colder and colder, and gradually, his vision becomes dim, and the sky seems to be covered with a layer of gray mist.

He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Mount Taihua. Thick tentacles hung in the sky and inserted into the void,

hanging Jinghong in the air.

Niangniang Shiji was still beating Jinghong, but Jinghong's body was getting bigger and bigger, and the natural disasters continued.

Chen Shi only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and death was getting closer.

At this time, a beam of light came into his eyes.

The beam of light came from afar and went straight to Jinghong hanging in the air.

The light stopped, and a young man appeared.

Chen Shi was drowsy and could only see the young hazy figure. He could vaguely see a strange light emanating from his body, which formed a strange halo behind his head.

In the halo, sat a thousand-foot Yuanshen, and behind the light, there was a shrine.

The shrine exuded a strange rhythm, resonating with the surrounding heaven and earth.

The wound on the back of Chen Shi's head ached slightly, as if it was about to split again.

Chen Shi tried to open his eyes wide and saw the young hazy figure merge with the thousand-foot Yuanshen, the void realm, and the mysterious and unpredictable divine fetus, emitting a shocking breath, and then stabbed out with one finger.

Tears rolled down Chen Shi's eyes, but he still kept his eyes open, trying to see the man's face clearly.

At this time, Jinghong, who was in the process of transformation, seemed to sense the fatal danger, and countless flesh and blood were drawn out from the void, flying all over the sky, sweeping towards the young man!

Facing a life-and-death enemy, he had to stop the natural disaster, his breath surged, and he tried to kill the young man first!

"Puff!"

His back of the head exploded, blood and brain splattered, Jinghong dragged countless flesh and blood tentacles, flew backwards, and hung on a mountain with a bang.

The impact of the natural disaster suddenly disappeared.

All the people who were crawling suddenly stopped, stood there blankly, and looked around in confusion.

Qingyang, who was walking with his head down, also stopped, and his white eyes gradually recovered a trace of spirit.

He woke up and looked at the sky.

The young man who killed Jinghong was dispersing the fusion, and the Yuanshen, Dajing and Shentai were separating.

Qingyang was stunned when he saw the mysterious Shentai, and then roared, and the wounds all over his body exploded,

bleeding!

He was furious, his eyes spewed fire, and pulled out the sheep's horns.

"Don't go, Uncle Yang"

Chen Shi used his last strength to grab his goatee, "Don't go, you will die-"

Before Chen Shi finished his sentence, he exhaled his last breath and died.

"That is your innate Dao fetus!"

"Xiao Shi, your Uncle Yang, I will avenge you today and take back your innate Dao fetus!"

Qingyang put Chen Shi and the black pot down, holding the sheep horn double knife, dragging his seriously injured body, and walked towards the direction of the young man.

At this moment, a hand grabbed his shoulder.

Qingyang looked back and smiled slightly.

I saw "Chen Shi" stood up at some point, came behind him, with a kind smile on his face, and whispered: "Qingyang, why don't you listen to others' advice? My emperor told you not to go, but you insisted on going. Your stubborn temper is exactly the same as your parents."

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