Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

"It's Bishop Miao!" These saints were all shocked. What was the purpose of the Daoguang sent by Bishop Miao?

How long has it been since you received the Daoguang from Bishop Miao?[-] years, or [-] years?

Last time, they remembered that it was to exterminate a rebellious sage force. In that battle, [-] sages fell, all of them died, and all the scum of that sage force was destroyed.

Who will suffer this time?

The breath of countless saints rose from these six mountains, seven hundred and eighty-three sitting palaces, turned into countless streamers, and condensed in the sky.

That brilliance, the tremors of the sky, the turbulence of the void... The vast sky, all in this breath, the white clouds dissipated, leaving an empty space.

"Meet the bishop!"

A shout resounded in the heavens and the earth, and the saints had to bow down in front of Bishop Miao.

This is the existence of the peak of the saint, one of the only great horrors in the world. I don't know how many saints have fallen into the hands of this man.

"Are everyone here?" Bishop Miao glanced at the densely packed saints below, and in his words there was an aura of dominating the world.

Seven hundred and eighty-three saints nodded one after another.

The aura of the saint continued to spread, and countless monks raised their heads and looked at the saint on the horizon.

There was a lot of discussion, what happened, so many saints were dispatched?

"You go and gather your subordinates, I will wait for you at the exit of Shenxu."

After the words fell, Bishop Miao flew into the distance, and the saints below all began to look for their own disciples.

Many corpse-killing masters and quasi-sage masters were also gathered.

Seven hundred and eighty-three saints, more than three thousand corpses, and nearly ten thousand quasi-sages.

What a vast lineup?Perhaps they themselves don't know that this lineup is dealing with only one person.

Chapter 211 Prison (six more)

Shenxu, Shenshan.

In the depths of the huge sacred mountain, there is a secret room. The door of the secret room opened, revealing the road paved with black crystals inside.

During the opening meeting in that building, the golden-robed old man known as Lord Ling walked towards the bottom of the secret room step by step.

That ladder, every step of the way, will light up a light, leading all the way to the deepest part.

These black crystals are not used for decoration. These crystals have the power to imprison the cultivation base and prohibit flying.

Even the golden-robed old man could hardly exert his own strength here.

Seemingly not used to the suppressed laws here, he frowned slightly and accelerated.

The longer the long staircase went, the darker and gloomier it became, until when it reached the bottom, a crimson round platform appeared in front of him.

On the top of the round table, there is a black pool. The old man came to the pool and poured the stones he got from other saints into the pool water.

He raised his head and looked at the girl in the pool who was bound by countless iron chains.

This girl's body was penetrated by black bulging bone spurs, and there was no intact skin all over her body.

Those bone spurs locked her body, every corner, every bone, and penetrated most of her flesh.

The blood was still running down the bone spurs, dripping a little from time to time, falling into the black pool.

The old man shook his head and said, "Why insist? The Yu family is just a small family in decline. If you didn't have the urge to hide in Yu's house without a word, you would not be discovered. Why be so stupid?"

When the locked girl heard this, she struggled abruptly, all the bone spurs on her body were affected, and the bone-piercing pain did not make the girl scream, but raised her head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes.

In those eyes, there is no reason, only indifference, cruelty, bloodthirsty...

Like an irrational beast.

This kind of existence is almost only a fighting instinct, and it is no wonder that Shenxu calls it a 'thing'.

"Don't struggle, you didn't break free [-] years ago, let alone now, the breath in your body is about to disappear, right? It's useless, you give up..." The golden-robed old man got up with a sneer, and Putting all the bags away, he turned his head and left.

The sky outside was a bit gloomy and dark, like a black crystal stone in a tunnel, making it extremely uncomfortable to look at.

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In the endless sky, the light rain kept dripping, hitting the grass, trees and mountains, moistening the soil, moistening the blades of grass, and moistening the corpses in the foggy ban.

Beside the misty creek, Wang Shuo slowly raised his head, yawned, looked at Yu Fei who was cultivating, took out a relatively inferior acquired spirit fruit, and threw it away.

Yufei took the spirit fruit, thanked him, and gradually accepted the ancestor's master.

The only thing that made Wang Shuo strange was that the imaginary people didn't come over during this period of time, which made his idea of ​​improving the law somewhat unsuccessful.

As for Qian Wu, as usual, he brought food and resources to the mist and gave it to Yufei.

After simply chatting with Yufei, he was used to such a day. Qian Wu was about to leave, but was stopped by Wang Shuo.

"During this time, you have worked hard, come here." Wang Shuo stretched out his hand and made a move to Qian Wu.

Qian Wu was stunned and touched his head. He didn't know what Wang Shuo was going to do, but he walked over and asked, "Ancestor Qinglian, what's the matter with you calling me here?"

"Well, the law in your body, today I will lift it for you, from now on, I will not trouble you again in Yanyu Village." Wang Shuo said.