Jiayou's Fun

It rained heavily and continuously.

Fortunately, the area around Huayu City has an elder from the Miluo Sect suspended in the void every day, releasing mana to disperse the rain clouds. Therefore, the area to the west of Huayu City, with a radius of several thousand miles, is still beautiful with beautiful mountains and clear waters, and luxuriant flowers.

But apart from Huayu City, apart from the Miluo Sect's mountain gate, under the rule of the huge Miluo Sect, there are thirty-six super immortal dynasties, one hundred and forty-eight powerful dynasties, and two thousand vassal small countries. There are twenty-two small and medium-sized sects, more than 8,900 monk families, and more than 20,000 casual cultivators in one area. The territories of all the above forces are covered by heavy rain.

The capitals of the Immortal Dynasty and the Imperial Dynasty, as well as key cities, were guarded by large defensive formations, so they were not affected by the heavy rain. However, if the defensive array is activated continuously, a huge amount of immortal crystals and resources will be consumed.

Small and medium-sized sects, monk families, casual cultivators, etc., also have large formations guarding their respective mountain gates, family ancestral places, training caves, etc., except that they consume a lot of resources, it does not have much impact on their daily life. Big impact. At most, the air is a bit humid, and it's so wet that it makes people feel stuffy.

In addition, all the rivers, lakes and pools in the huge territory of the Milo Sect are overflowing with water. The water was several feet deep in the flat land, and in such a huge territory, there was no intact farmland to be found.

The rice fields, vegetable gardens, medicinal fields, and medicinal forests of all countries, families, and sects were all soaked by water; all agriculture, forestry, animal husbandry, sideline fishery, and other people's livelihood industries were all destroyed by the flood. Especially those mines and mine pits that go deep into the ground. Floods of water continue to pour in along the entrance of the hole. The miners, slaves, etc. who dig ore inside have no choice but to return to the surface.

All production came to an abrupt halt, and countless ordinary people huddled on the roofs of houses that had not yet collapsed. The cold wind was blowing and the heavy rain was drenching them. They were all stunned, not knowing what was going on.

On the thirteenth day after the heavy rain, Lu Qian stood on the west gate of Huayu City and looked into the distance.

Twelve thousand miles to the northwest, there is a small city called Kumquat City with a population of about 100,000. There are three thousand miles of kumquat forests surrounding the city. It is rich in a kind of honey-flavored kumquat, which has a sweet taste and is a great tonic. The best auxiliary medicine for planting a good elixir.

A family named Ma occupies Jinju City. Relying on this special resource, they make a lot of money every year. The family is very powerful. In the area directly under the jurisdiction of Huayu City, the strength of the Ma family can be ranked among the top thirty. There are three elders in the family who are in the Ningdao Realm, and they live a very comfortable life.

The golden light in Lu Qian's eyes flashed, and the Buddhist wisdom could peer into the Nine Netherworlds and penetrate the sky. He could clearly see the ancestor of the Ma family who was standing on the east wall of Jinju City with a sad look on his face. The tiniest crease on the face.

Three clan elders from the Ningdao Fruit Realm were shouting and instructing their clansmen to fish on the city wall!

These were three veterans with considerable survival experience. When they saw this continuous heavy rain, they knew something was wrong. This was obviously not how natural celestial phenomena should be. Therefore, they are organizing tribesmen and outside casual cultivators to use spells to continuously fish out large fish several feet long from the water outside the city. After using spells to quickly freeze them, they hide them in storage magic weapons to serve as strategic reserve rations.

High-level monks can absorb the wisdom of heaven and earth, and can escape from the valley from time to time, but ordinary people in the city do not have such means.

Heavy rain poured down, and the crops outside the city were destroyed. If you don't take advantage of the big fish in the flood, you should quickly stock up on more fish meat. When the flood recedes, what if there is a famine?

These three ancestors of the Ma family are very kind-hearted! There is no doubt that these fish meats are prepared for ordinary people in Jinju City and surrounding towns. , couldn't help but take a high look.

In Yuan Lingtian, it is not easy to be able to think about ordinary people when trouble occurs.

At this moment, the ground moved slightly. Outside Kumquat City, there was originally a tributary of the Qiuxue River named Juhong River. The river is about a hundred feet wide, winding from the northwest of Jinju City, traveling for more than 20,000 miles, and finally plunges into the Qiuxue River.

The water was several feet deep all over the ground, and the surface of the Orange River could no longer be seen. The water and floods were rolling around, and at a glance, there was a turbulent wave raging between the sky and the earth.

I heard a deep roar of a dragon, and a flash of white light flashed across the Orange River. A section of the waterway that was thousands of miles long was rolling and struggling like a living creature. With a low roar, a white wave rushed out of the river, like a leaping spirit. The long whip was held tightly by the invisible giant, and the whip was smashed towards Jinju City.

Lu Qian frowned.

This level of magical power is a bit astonishing. Because under Lu Qian's keen eyes, he didn't find out who was secretly taking action.

There is no artificial atmosphere, as if the Orange River suddenly came to life, generated consciousness on its own, turned into a water whip, and actively launched a crazy attack towards Kumquat City.

The three ancestors of the Ma clan cursed in unison. They jumped into the air, with ripples of power surging around them. When they raised their hands, hundreds of powerful spells were sprayed out.

The Ma family in Jinjue City is obviously a vassal family of the Miluo Sect. The clan members practice the profound laws passed down from the Miluo Sect, and their research on magic is also quite mysterious.

The Ma clan practices cloud magic. Once they take action, dark clouds will roll and mist will rise. The clouds and mist are lingering in the air, unpredictable and erratic. The clouds are very heavy, twisting and entangled like a giant python. The flying sword, an ordinary magic weapon, is surrounded by this. As soon as the clouds and mist rolled in, anything of inferior quality would immediately break apart and be destroyed. If a monk was caught in it, he would naturally be crushed into meat cakes!

Moreover, this cloud and mist can block sight and isolate the fluctuations of the soul. If an ordinary monk is involved in this cloud method, he will have no way to go to heaven and no way to enter the earth. He can only bear the huge power in the cloud and mist, and his vitality will be wiped out bit by bit. .

This cloud method is extremely powerful.

But this water whip condensed from a thousand-mile river is more powerful.

The clouds and mist with a radius of a hundred miles touched the twisting white whip of water, and a loud noise was heard. The clouds in the sky were like solid stones, which were torn into pieces by the whip of water. The countless fragments of broken cloud and mist were like meteorites, 'boom boom boom' 'It fell, creating huge waves hundreds of feet high on the water below.

The three ancestors of the Ma family all vomited blood and screamed with horrified faces: City defense formation, activate with full strength!

‘Buzz’… Kumquat City was immediately enveloped by a thick cloud. The hundred-foot-thick cloud was full of light, and there was a faint sound of thunder coming from the cloud.

This grand formation was built by the Ma clan after spending hundreds of years of savings and asking the formation master worshiped by the Miluo Sect to build it for them. The formation's lethality is negligible, but its defense is extremely powerful and flexible. It can withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of the peak-level power of Illuminating the Void, and is enough to last for more than a month without being destroyed.

This is the territory of the Milo Sect. A large city defense formation can withstand the peak power of Zhao Void for a month, which is more than enough. During this period of time, it was enough for the powerful masters of the Milo Sect to arrive for reinforcements!

The three ancestors of the Ma family flew back to Kumquat City, looking shocked as they looked at the water whip that continued to hit their heads.

With just a whip and a loud noise, less than half of Kumquat City's defense formation collapsed, and as much as thirty feet of cloud and mist that was hundreds of feet thick was cut away. A huge shock poured into the city. The monks in the city were not seriously harmed, but nearly 100,000 ordinary people were all killed by one blow!

Mortal bodies are so weak, but just the slightest trace of the insignificant aftermath of the large formation being shaken caused their internal organs to shatter, and their bodies almost collapsed into a ball of blood.

Many Ma clan members cursed and whined in unison.

Among these mortals, many are their in-laws and dependents, as well as their close maids, servants, and relatives... The entire Jinju City is a big family with the Ma family as the core, but now, almost One hundred thousand mortals were killed in one blow. Many members of the Ma clan were filled with sadness, and even younger clan members could not help but shed tears.

The water whip was slowly raised into the sky, and then struck down hard with another blow.

Lu Qian rushed out of Huayucheng. With a sway of his body, he reached the sky above Kumquat City. He patted the sky with his right hand, and the pure physical power exploded. The thick clouds in the sky broke apart with a loud noise. A giant palm-shaped hollow with a radius of several hundred miles.

The white water whip was smashed to pieces by Lu Yi's palm, and the water roared down from the sky, creating huge waves outside the city. The kumquat grove outside the city was destroyed by the flood. Many members of the Ma clan in the city were so heartbroken that they almost fainted.

Lu Qian snorted coldly, waved his right hand, and suddenly a large green light full of rich vitality illuminated the whole city.

The nearly 100,000 mortals of Kumquat City who were killed by the aftermath had not had time to dissipate. Their souls still had a trace of vitality left in their bodies. The blue light swirled, and endless vitality penetrated into the wreckage. Their flesh and blood suddenly reorganized, and their internal organs healed rapidly. Waves of vitality wash over the whole body, stabilizing the soul, and reuniting the soul and body as one.

In just a few breaths, the people who were shocked and killed began to wake up one after another. They stood up and looked around at a loss.

Everyone in the Ma clan looked at Lu Qian with their mouths open. After being stunned for a long time, the three ancestors of the Ma clan bowed deeply to Lu Qian: The Ma clan will always be grateful for the kindness of Taoist friend Lu!

Lu Qian waved his hand and said in a deep voice: Be careful, this matter is not over yet.

The faces of the Ma clan suddenly became extremely ugly, and they subconsciously looked towards the boundless territory to the west.

Their Jinju City was hit by the water whip and almost wiped out the whole army. Fortunately, Lu Qian, a powerful man, came to help. The people who were killed by the shock were already dead, but they were saved by force.

This is Kumquat City’s luck!

But apart from Kumquat City, if there are so many cities in the huge territory of the Miluo Sect, if they are all subjected to such strange attacks... which city can withstand it?

Now, the people will be robbed.

Killing a Thousand Swordsmen, what kind of bastard came up with such a desperate plan?

Lu Qian turned around and looked in the direction of the secret palace, silently thinking.