At the beginning, I accepted the Empress as a disciple, but she turned out to be a rebel disciple.

The sky and the earth were dark, and the wind was like the roar of a tyrant, trying to break down countless trees in the mountains, lightning and thunder, and torrential rain poured down.

In the valley, Luo Qian erected an invisible barrier to cover him and the girl in white dress standing beside him, and the rain line was like a curtain falling on the barrier and steaming into white vapor.

The girl made a cut on the barrier, snapped her fingers, and the violent and restless rain line seemed to be tamed, making water droplets in the air and slowly flowing, twisted by her fingertips.

She rubbed the water droplets between her fingers, and a faint gray gas was drawn out of the water droplets like a cocoon, and disappeared in the air in an instant.

"There is a big demon crossing the calamity, it is estimated that the dragon genus of the realm of transformation is breaking the realm and entering the Xuan, and the place of crossing the calamity is about a thousand miles away from here..." This is

the information she got from this demon qi, when the demon qi reached the valley, it had already dissipated faintly, if it were not for her strong mind, she might not be able to sense it, let alone get its hidden information from this remaining demon qi.

"Hua Fan..." Luo

Qian's face was still light, Hua Fan Great Demon with the two Transformation Realm experience cards in his hand, he could compete with it, and it was not impossible to even cut it off.

Even if this demon beast was lucky enough to cross the tribulation and step into the Xuan Realm, as long as he dared to come to the Xingyue Sect to spread wilderness, when Luo Qian opened the Guardian Sect Array, he could hold it fiercely with one hand.

"Master Venerable is not afraid, then it is a great demon eh, maybe he will be a demon king who has entered the Xuan Realm after surviving the calamity, and coerce the existence of one side." The girl chuckled, she ruffled her hair and secretly washed the ink fox off her face with rainwater.

Luo Qian glanced at her, and said angrily: "Look down on the teacher like this? Mo said that when he entered Xuan, he was as fearless as a teacher. The

girl made a note in her heart that when she reached the level of channeling, she would overthrow this tyrant master, and before that, she would endure for a while.

She had heard people say that there was a teenager whose parents died since he was a child, and when his hair was tied up, he was dismissed by his fiancée, and the teenager was angry and forbearant, like a hidden dragon, and then the teenager practiced hard, and finally hit the mountain gate where his fiancée was, and slapped everyone who looked down on him in the face.

Su Yingmo felt that he was in such a situation now, how did he say that?

Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, do not bully girls into poverty.

She smoothed the corners of her mouth and praised: "Master Venerable is so profound, he is really unseemly."

Luo Qian looked at the well-behaved girl in front of him, and always felt that she was yin and yang strange.

"Apprentice, you didn't mean to provoke Master Wei and then let Master Wei punish you, right?"

"Why does Master keep saying strange things?"

"Really?" Luo Qian asked.

"..."The

torrential rain is still raging, with sorrow, wailing in the fierce wind, overlapping the sea of clouds, and from time to time there is a rumbling thunder, like the low roar of the gods.

The clear stream is surrounded by white mist at this moment, and there are countless large and small circles on the surface of the stream, which seems to be a fairyland.

The girl stared at it for a long time, took out the hole flute from her arms, and put it to her lips to play, the flute was cut with green bamboo the day before, if it had been before, she would not have done such a thing that delayed her cultivation.

The sound of the flute came from the small hole, melodious and desolate in the rain curtain, in harmony with the sound of the dripping rain, like a fairy riding a crane along the stream across thousands of miles.

After a long time, the sound of rain gradually decreased, and the sound of the flute gradually stopped.

"What's the stop?" Luo Qian felt a little pity, he always felt that this piece should not be finished yet.

Su Yingmo pinned the bamboo flute around his waist and said lightly:

"The crossing failed, let it escape..."

Luo Qian was stunned, and his face changed immediately, and his heart was not good.

......

......

When the rainstorm came, Shen Niu found an abandoned temple to shelter from the rain, and the deserted temple was about ten miles away from the town, and with his footsteps, he needed to walk for half an hour.

He is seventeen years old this year, a native of Dushui Town, and today is his eighteenth birthday, and his father and mother are busy giving him a bar mitzvah at this time, and his peers in the town are envious of him.

Because he has been clever since he was a child, his talent is also good, and he bought this secret book casually at the stall to let him practice to the realm of three levels of qi training, and not long ago, he was even seen by an old man of the immortal gate who traveled in the clouds, and he was going to take him back to the immortal gate after the bar mitzvah.

"It's a shame, it's raining so much." Shen Niu thought so.

He looked up at the sky shrouded in dark clouds, there seemed to be something shuttling in the sea of clouds, his eyes widened, trying to see clearly what the creatures in the sea of clouds were, black clouds were stacked one after another, and at a glance it seemed that what he had seen before was an illusion.

A coldness inexplicably arises, and he subconsciously tightens the pastry wrapped in sugar paper in his arms, which is the gift he promised his sister to bring her when she comes back.

Shen Niu's sister is six years old, and when she reaches the age of school, she always follows her brother with a fart, so Shen Niu is often laughed at, saying that he has to take a follower everywhere he goes.

He didn't care, but mocked them for not experiencing the joy of being an older brother.

"I hope this damn rain stops sooner, otherwise it's late to go back, and Mo'er still doesn't know how to blame me."

He looked forward to it worriedly, and even turned his head to bow to the desolate headless statue.

It is a pity that the deserted temple can be dedicated to the true gods, this rainstorm is like a flood, it seems that it will never stop.

The cold wind blew from the broken wall holes, and Shen Niu wrapped his clothes and leaned directly under the feet of the statue, listening to the crackling of the rain, and fell asleep in a daze.

The sound of rain in his ears decreased, and Shen Niu was still dreaming. In his dream, he became an immortal flying with a sword, wandering freely in the sky, smashing countless clouds of different postures.

He stepped on the flying sword, surrounded the mountains, and suddenly the sword disappeared, and he fell into the cliff under his feet, and then, the dream woke up....

Shen Niu opened his eyes and found that the rain outside did not know when it stopped, he checked the pastry and found that it was not crushed by him in his sleep, and he was relieved.

He walked out of the barren temple quickly, and a huge black shadow passed overhead, and the daylight was blocked by it as if it had returned to the black clouds.

When Shen Niu raised his head, the huge black shadow was already far away, and he only saw a back that looked like a snake and not a snake. At this moment, he suddenly remembered a description in a certain strange miscellaneous note:

Jiao, the genus of dragons, is also wearing scale armor, with a beard horn on its head, four claws, and likes to eat people.

Shen Niu's face was pale, and the chill in his heart was even worse, and the direction in which the monster beast like a jiao left was Dushui Town.

"Sister, father, mother..." He prayed in his heart that the demon beast just passed by Dushui Town, and at the same time rushed towards the direction of the town, at this moment he used all his strength as if he was using his legs, but he still felt too slow...

Shen Niu guessed correctly, it was indeed a dragon, and he had just failed to cross the calamity and was injured, and he needed a lot of blood food to make up for the loss of blood qi and treat the injury.

......

The dragon rode the wind and clouds, the blood basin opened and closed sharply, and the whistling sound was fierce, and it was constantly rushing to the place where it smelled full of ants.

It treats mortals as worms, weak bonfires that can be extinguished by a rainstorm, and when they are about to meet the most glorious moment of their lives, to be eaten by them, this is its greatest gift to these insects.