Fantasy: There Is Something Wrong With This Beastmaster

Zhao Yunxiao froze on the spot, dazed in a daze, lost his mind, and muttered in his mouth, as if he didn't want to believe it was true.

Spiritual Qi is disordered, Dao heart vibrates, Zhao Yunxiao is not a fool, that scene, that avenue, that long river of time, every corner of the years is full of reality, this is something that formation cannot do.

No one can accept such a blow. The elder Sect whom he admires in his heart is an enemy who destroys the family. He does not know it. After serving for more than 20 years, the Sect who wants to protect with all his heart turns out to be a place where a group of monsters and ghosts hide filth. So, it is the Xuan clan that the people of the world are fighting against!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Lin Qianning hurriedly pointed to stabilize Zhao Yunxiao's Dao heart.

Just a little bit, just a little bit of difference, and Zhao Yunxiao's Dao heart will collapse. At the least, he will fall into a madman, and he will be insane from then on. At the worst, he will die on the spot.

Zhao Yunxiao got Lin Qianning's help, regained his senses, and hurriedly stabilized Dao heart, but his expression was still depressed.

"Thank you."

Lin Qianning said indifferently: "Thank you? It's still early, play a game with me."

Zhao Yunxiao looked up, with a puzzled look on his face, and asked, "A game? What game?"

Lin Qianning raised her head and looked up at the sky, with the blue sky of White Cloud reflected in her eyes.

"Make a shocking situation, make a deceiving situation."

Lin Qianning pointed to the turbid blood devouring spirit gun, and explained: "The Xuan clan wants you to use this gun to deal with me, then I will do what they wish!"

Zhao Yunxiao frowned: "What do you mean?"

Lin Qianning said indifferently: "It's hard for me to tell you the inside story here, just do what you want, and then you can kill yourself or kill the Xuanzu, it's up to you."

Zhao Yunxiao nodded: "Okay, what should I do?"

Lin Qianning pointed at the turbid blood devouring spear, and said: "Next, you will explode with all your strength, swinging this spear as if you are fighting fiercely, hard fighting, and I can handle the rest."

Zhao Yunxiao was indifferent, and immediately erupted with an incomparably ferocious spear intent. He swung the spear in the air, and the spear danced as if there was an enemy in front of him. Coupled with the resentment in his heart just now, it seemed that Zhao Yunxiao was really fighting against a life and death enemy.

In front of the gate of Shengge Mountain, Yun Jing and the others looked at it, all of them were puzzled. First, a sky curtain fell, and then the Dao manifested, and then Zhao Yunxiao's mood fluctuated violently, as if his Dao heart was about to collapse.

Now he's playing marksmanship alone again, and he doesn't know what the hell he's doing.

"Didn't you say you were going to fight the head of the big sister? What's going on here?"

"Yes, yes, what does that mean?"

"By the way, what happened to Zhao Yunxiao just now? Although I don't like this guy, it is undeniable that he is very strong."

In the crowd, Lin Xiaoyu stared fixedly at Lin Qianning, who practiced the Deva method, and she could still sense a thing or two.

Inside the heart lake, a voice sounded: "Senior Sister Lin, I may trouble you next time, and I will explain something."

Lin Xiaoyu nodded: "Just tell me, I understand."

A moment later, Lin Qianning's hands changed, and the magic formula appeared, and the Spiritual Qi in the world seemed to vibrate, and all the changes began!

"I have a chapter of the Heavenly Dao scroll, which can cover up the secrets of heaven. Hundred Year, Qin Luo big brother, come on."

hum! hum!

In the next second, Lin Qianning seemed to have lost all vitality, her Spiritual Qi collapsed, and she fell from the sky.

When the others lost their minds, Lin Xiaoyu flitted out with quick eyes and hands, and took Lin Qianning into his arms.

"Shuzi! Dog thief!"

"The one surnamed Zhao! Take your life!"

It was followed by a few bursts of fury. Although I don't know what happened, it was all the fault of the surname Zhao.

The sword intent is fierce and murderous, Zhang Bujun, Yan Jiuhuang, Yun Jing and the others are about to attack.

"stop!"

Lin Xiaoyu held Lin Qianning in his arms and stopped in front of the crowd, yelling loudly.

Yan Jiuhuang held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and said indifferently: "Get out of the way! I will kill him with two swords!"

Lin Xiaoyu shook his head, and said: "Junior Sister Lin said that the gate of the Holy Pavilion will be closed, and everything will be decided upon the return of the Pavilion Master. Before that, I will lead the operation of the Holy Pavilion."

The rest were puzzled, but Zhang Bujun frowned, thinking about the changes in Zhao Yunxiao before.

Zhang Bujun wondered: "Is it the meaning of the Deva method again? It's a secret."

Lin Xiaoyu remained expressionless, seemed to nod again, and seemed to have done nothing.

Zhang Bujun sighed: "Understood, everything will be done as you said."

Everyone glared at Zhao Yunxiao, then returned to the Holy Pavilion, and the moment the Holy Pavilion closed the mountain gate, the world changed...

Rumble!

First is Zhongtianyu. At this moment, the entire Zhongtianyu people realized that the sky seemed to be a little darker, with dark clouds gathering, and heavy rain pouring down. It seemed that the sky was crying, and the avenue was dim. The cultivator was most sensitive to this feeling.

In the Eastern Continent, the sea is roaring, and countless Demonic Beasts are screaming in the sea, the avenue is hidden, and the Spiritual Qi is berserk.

Even Qin Luo's disciple, the new sea god Hai Yuanlong, found it difficult to control the ocean for a while.

In Shengzhou Continent, inside the headquarters of the Holy Pavilion, the high priest stood silently at the top of the city, looking into the distance.

"The catastrophe is coming!"

In the Western Wilderness, the sky is full of yellow sand, and sandstorms are coming one after another. It seems like the end of the world. Countless refugees are crying, and countless cultivators are in danger.

They all wondered what happened? Why does the kung fu world seem to have changed in an instant?

The same is true in the Southern Territory, and it can even be said more clearly. First, there was a major earthquake, followed by the collapse of mountains and rivers, and the drying up of rivers. Many Demonic Beasts stepped out of the Nanman Mountains and no longer abided by the contract with the human race.

Within the Sky Sect, the Sect plaque was dim, most of the Sect's luck disappeared, and the entire Sect Dragon Vein seemed to be dead, no longer glaring at all.

Lu Zun looked up at the sky, with tears dripping from his eyes, he seemed to have aged several hundred years, in an instant, he changed from a gentle scholar to an old man with frosty temples, his figure was a bit bent.

"How could it be...how could this be?"

Lu Zun murmured, as if he couldn't believe it, Dao heart was shaken.

"Crazy!"

A loud shout woke Lu Zun up. It turned out that Shen Qingxiao was comforting him.

"Master."

"Everything can't see the result, don't jump to conclusions!"

"Yes! Master."

Empress, Shen Qingxiao burst into tears, such a good junior...

"Brat! You are as disturbing as your Master!"

In front of the Tongtian Tower, Zhan Li raised his head, piercing the sky, and his vision suddenly widened.

The next moment's eyebrows frowned, and his heart beat a little faster.

"Is this impossible?"

In the Qingtian Tongtian Tower, the king of the Xuan clan opened his eyes, and he didn't seem too surprised.

"It's not bad, these wastes are still useful."

After muttering, the King of the Xuan Clan looked outside: "Zhan Li! How about joining my Xuan Clan?"

As the sealing time drew closer, Qingtian Tongtian Tower could hardly suppress him anymore.

"Shut up!"

The king of the Xuan clan sneered: "Tianxin is dead, the avenue is dark, you have no hope!"