Get Lost, You Witch! Don’t Even Think About Letting Me Have A Baby With You Again!

In ordinary people's perception, natural disasters are far more terrifying than man-made disasters.

The mountains that instantly collapsed under the heavy rain, the torrents that engulfed the houses, the cracks and pits where the earth dragon turned over... are all the wrath of the immortal that is enough to swallow countless living lives.

But in the eyes of the monks, even though they have the ability to conquer mountains and seas, and even some of the disasters among mortals are caused by them, they still look down upon some natural disasters.

The higher the realm, the more awe you will have in this world.

"Palace Master, is this...a sign before the legendary undercurrent that can cause the sky to wither and the earth to split apart?"

I don't know when, a heavy snowfall suddenly fell hundreds of miles around the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. It was not the white flying snow when Yu Baiwei broke through the realm before, but dots like ink, which instantly dimmed the surrounding light.

Snowflakes began to fall again, and before long, thick dark clouds covered the entire sky.

Everyone looked up and saw that there was a black tide rolling under the entire sky. There seemed to be densely packed demons and demons in it, and there were also some unspeakable whispers that reached people's hearts.

Ominous and eerie.

Yu Wenyan's face, which revealed a bit of the vicissitudes of time, was also extremely solemn.

She stretched out her hand and opened her palm to catch a few pieces of black snow. In an instant, the cold black hexagonal chips melted into water.

But there was a little scar on her palm.

Even if it disappeared instantly, it still brought great shock to everyone!

Just a piece of strange snowflake can actually cause such damage to a powerful Hedao master!

Before they could recover, the disciples in the field suddenly let out bursts of panicked shouts. When the black snow fell from the sky, if it landed on their skin, it turned into a twisting black snow that looked like thin threads. insect.

It kept drilling under the skin, making rapid "hissing" sounds.

Regardless of the weeds and dead trees that have no spiritual power, or the green and spiritual plants in this wild mountain range, once the black snow fell, they all lost their vitality, faded bit by bit, and finally slowly fell to the ground. A small tip of dust slowly piled up.

"Elders," Yu Wenyan made a decisive decision, "please lead everyone to retreat from this place for hundreds of miles, no! Thousands of miles!"

She then ordered: "From now on, all Jiuzhou Palace disciples are not allowed to enter the thousand-mile radius of the Ten Thousand Demons Tower. Those who disobey the order will be severely punished!"

"What about the disciples who are still in the tower..." asked an elder.

Yu Wenyan remained silent for a few breaths, "Be prepared for the worst and put the other disciples first."

The elders who were shouting names in the Jiuzhou Palace on the stage disappeared one after another and flew down to the venue to start evacuating the crowd.

Even the ancestor of the Bai family, whose arm was amputated by Yu Baiwei, obeyed Yu Wenyan's orders.

"Yu Baiwei! Stay here!"

Seeing that Yu Baiwei, whose vitality was not yet stable, took the opportunity to rush to the Ten Thousand Demons Tower, Yu Wenyan trapped her again and said in a cold voice: "In this critical moment, don't be petty and add to the chaos. ! ”

"I want to find my disciple."

"Li Qingming is dead!"

"Auntie, my disciple Jiren has his own destiny..."

Yu Baiwei's face was stupefied, her eyes were filled with tears, and her expression was half sad and half indifferent. The two unrelated things were compatible, but in the end they became the simplest stubbornness.

Looking at this big face that she had seen since childhood, Yu Wenyan wanted to be tougher, but in the end he softened.

"That boy is a blessed man. Maybe there was an accident in the tower that we don't know about."

"Yes!"

Yu Baiwei was like a drowning person, finally hugging a piece of driftwood and lying on it, exhausted but already with fresh hope.

"Auntie, please let me find my disciple quickly."

"Yu Baiwei!"

Yu Wenyan snorted, pointed at the black snow in the sky, and said sternly: "Don't you know that when this undertide comes, there will never be any life left within a thousand miles!"

"This is a natural disaster. Even our monks don't know its origin and cannot solve it. It's a natural disaster that has existed since ancient times!"

"I know." Yu Baiwei nodded, but looked towards the Ten Thousand Demons Tower not far away, "But my disciple is still inside..."

Yu Wenyan paused, even his breathing stopped for a few seconds, and silently muttered in his heart:

"Idiot..."

Then without any regard for the face of the fish sword master of Ziyun Peak, she knocked him unconscious and took him away.

She didn't know whether Li Qingming was alive or dead. Maybe he really died in the Ten Thousand Demons Tower, or maybe there was an accident. If he was alive and the Ten Thousand Demons Tower was around, he could probably escape.

But if Yu Baiwei is allowed to stay here, she will definitely die!

This black snow means ominousness and death in the entire spiritual world!

...

...

The sudden natural disaster outside the tower did not affect thousands of miles away, nor did it cause any trouble to Li Qingming who was still in the tower.

"Am I still alive?"

Lying on the platform, Li Qingming slowly opened his eyelids, feeling a little dizzy, as if he had just woken up from a long and complicated dream.

etc!

"Why does this feel so familiar?"

Li Qingming was confused, but he didn't have time to think about it carefully. Compared with the drowsiness of his mind, his limbs and whole body were sending him extremely comfortable signals.

It's like a body that has been tired for many days, and even the soles of the feet are comfortable after a night of relaxing in the hot springs.

He moved his arms, feeling that they were filled with unprecedented power.

and......

"What's going on with my Dantian Linghai?"

Only then did Li Qingming realize that the hidden wounds all over his body had not only completely disappeared, but the foundation that had once become holes had returned to its original state...

wrong!

It's time for a new look.

bigger,

longer,

It’s also more...vast!

His qualifications and the foundation he laid were originally the kind that could only be produced by tens of millions of people, but now they have become the kind of descriptions of those legendary ancestors in ancient books.

Even...even more exaggerated.

My cultivation level seems to have increased a lot!

Li Qingming was not blinded by this joy.

He knew that these changes in his body could never come for nothing.

Something must have happened that I don't know about...

"Is it Pei Zhinan?"

The first thing Li Qingming thought of was the face of the enchantress. Everything in this trip was all caused by her.

For some reason, as soon as he thought of this name, an unspeakable sadness suddenly surged through his heart, followed by an empty silence, which made Li Qingming couldn't help but frown in thought.

"Forget it, take the demon heart of this Ten Thousand Demon Tree first."

The most important thing about this trip is this.

But when he dug out the piece of tree heart that was only the size of a thumb as Pei Zhinan said, Li Qingming suddenly paused.

Because the amber-like heart of the tree looked vaguely similar to the little bell on Pei Zhinan's body.

Tick ​​tock~

A tear fell to the ground.

Li Qingming raised his hand and wiped the corners of his eyes, muttering to himself:

"strangeness,"

"Why should I cry?"