Treading Blood to Sky’s End Chapter 166: Purple air comes from the east
.., travel to the end of the world
Zhang Tianliu watched the wind direction of a flag flag behind him change. One moment it was heading west, this moment it was heading south.
"Beifeng?" He frowned, counted his fingers, and became even more surprised.
The north wind brings coldness to Xishan. The temperature here has been rising since the beginning of summer, and there is a lot of moisture in the air. This cold wave descends on the earth, indicating that heavy rain is approaching. Judging from the topography, this place is very close to the North Water River. If the North Water rises, it will flow into this place!
There are so many stone mountains in Shijun, and it is said that they were washed away by the North Water.
However, floods like this will never happen again, because powerful people moved mountains and reclaimed the sea, and changed waterways to dredge the East China Sea. Logically speaking, if there are rivers and mountains, the water should not flow here.
But if something goes wrong in Zhenheshan, Xishan will suffer!
Because Xishan Mountain can be said to be a ringed mountain, surrounded by six peaks. It belongs to the east vein of the Baishi Mountains and has a very low terrain. The valley basin in Xishan Mountain is the Rotten Bone Lake, but few people know it, and ordinary people don’t know it. If you can't get in, you'll feel a splitting headache before you get halfway up the mountain. Who would dare to go up there.
If Zhenhe Mountain cannot block the north water, the consequence of allowing the north water to flow south will be to flood the Xishan Basin!
"Who is it?"
Zhang Tianliu looked to the north. Even with his amazing eyesight, he could only see some outlines of Zhenhe Mountain.
The north wind just blew was very strange. It seemed that something happened to Zhenhe Mountain, so the cold current from the north poured down, getting colder and colder. This kind of air flow is definitely not caused by trivial things. It is very likely that someone is doing something near Zhenhe Mountain. What a big move!
I want to go, but Zhang Tianliu can't go. If he goes, he will no longer be an outsider!
Obviously, in addition to Uncle Lian Yang, there is another one or even a group of strong people involved, but they have never shown up and are outsiders. However, if something happens to Zhenheshan, they will become insiders!
"The guy who dares to use uncle Lianyang and his party as bait, must he be the fifth peak? Or the Baixiao Imperial Master?"
Zhang Tianliu smiled, no matter who it was, Uncle Lian Yang and his party were in bad luck!
One moment, the sky is clear, and the next moment, there are dark clouds. This is the rainy season in summer, and heavy rains come suddenly and are hard to guard against.
Looking at the dark clouds from the north pressing towards the south, Zhang Tianliu looked back at the flagpole and saw that the north wind was blowing stronger.
He had calculated before that this rainy season should come from east to west, from the East China Sea.
But suddenly from north to south, it was obvious that someone had tampered with it!
"Amazing, he is definitely a powerful person who can control the wind and rain. Who is he?" Zhang Tianliu could not wait to teleport over to take a look and then teleport back.
Dark clouds covered the sky and sun, and soon reached Zhang Tianliu's head. Heavy rain poured down. Zhang Tianliu refused to dodge, letting the rain hit his bamboo hat, and the north wind wetted half of his cloak.
The little white cat huddled up in its cloak and hat is still taking a nap. This place is like its nest, a warm little home. No matter how cold the north wind blows outside or how heavy the rain is, it is always warm here.
However, two hours later, it suddenly noticed something. A biting coldness spread throughout its body, and it began to tremble uncontrollably.
At the same time, Zhang Tianliu also saw a large purple cloud of true energy flying from the east.
"Coming!"
Zhang Tianliu grabbed the little white cat out of the hat, opened a small door for him to hide in, and then looked at the growing purple cloud of true energy in the east, as if he himself did not exist, as if The wooden pestle stood motionless on the top of the cold mountain.
The overall situation of this situation is all in the north. Uncle Lian Yang and his party have no choice but to sail against the current if they want to survive.
"Don't let me down! Poor guy."
Someone plotted against Gongshu Lian Yang, so he used a lot of magic to draw the north wind southward, like water flooding the Xishan Mountain, drawing the Holy Emperor out.
There is no doubt that the Holy Emperor fell into the trap and he is here.
As for whether he knew it was a trap, it didn't matter, because he valued his predecessor's wife so much, which showed that he loved her deeply. The consequences of flooding Xishan were likely to destroy the formation, so he had to appear.
But he obviously didn't know that Uncle Lian Yang and his party had sneaked into Xishan Mountain. Just watching the water rolling down from the north, his purple energy suddenly turned into a heavenly sword and chopped off a mountain peak, causing the mountain peak to tilt. It slid down diagonally and was pressed between two mountains with a loud rumbling sound, blocking the torrent flowing downstream.
As a result, the water gradually bypasses this mountain range, breaks through from another place, pours southeast, and flows to the sea.
The Holy Emperor looked towards Zhenheshan at this time.
This flood is obviously not caused by two hours of heavy rain. It must be caused by the change of the Beishui River. However, with Zhenhe Mountain, nature cannot change it, and it can only be changed by humans!
But before the Holy Emperor could take action, Zhang Tianliu saw lines of true energy flashing out from the center of Xishan Basin.
He smiled!
Although he discovered it through supernatural powers, an ordinary monk would not be able to sense it at such a distance.
But who is the Holy Emperor! He was standing above the north peak of Xishan Mountain at the moment. Not only was he much closer, but his cultivation was astonishing, and even the slightest movement within a hundred miles could not be hidden from him.
As soon as this group of people appeared, he turned back instantly and his face became extremely ugly.
On the small island in the center of the Rotten Bone Pond, Zhitian came out of the cave and glanced around, frowning and said: "It's okay, where did the earthquake just come from?"
"No matter what happens or not, now that you have succeeded, retreat immediately." The young man in blue shirt always felt uneasy.
The earthquake just now happened too suddenly. It didn't come sooner or later, but it happened when we got down to the cemetery.
They didn't touch any mechanism, they just killed some ghosts. Could it be that this caused something?
Fortunately, the situation outside has not changed. If you encounter a man in a dragon robe with purple energy all over your body as soon as you come out, it will be the biggest nightmare.
The group of people came out of the cave one after another. The man with glasses had just opened the passage to the island. When he turned around, he saw that the faces of all the monks turned ashen and despair.
"What's wrong?" The man with glasses was curious.
No one needs to explain. Faintly, the man with glasses seemed to notice a faint light falling from the sky.
This is the hinterland of Xishan. You can’t see out of your hand. Will-o’-the-wisps are like fluorescent lights and cannot illuminate objects at all. The only ones that can illuminate are the thin old man’s lamp and Zhi Tian, but this light above the head...
When the man with glasses raised his head, he saw a blazing purple sun shining in the sky!
No matter how big or small, all ghosts fled in fear in the purple light.
“Didn’t you say that he didn’t dare to force his way in?” Zhitian’s face turned pale.
The young man in blue shirt looked even more ugly and said: "That was three hundred years ago!"
"What should I do?" The thin old man was trembling with fear.
His cultivation level is not high, he is only in the middle stage of Gu Zhen, and he is also a Gu master. If he encounters someone of the same level, he can still use Gu insects to fight against him, but here comes the Holy Emperor, a being above Ying Tian! No one dared to fight with him two hundred years ago. No one knows how terrifying he will be two hundred years from now!
"Do it." It was Uncle Lian Yang who spoke.
In the shocked eyes of all the monks, Zhitiansuan pounced on the Holy Emperor first.
A burst of purple energy erupted from the Holy Emperor's body, shattering it into pieces.
The purple energy descended like fire from the sky, and Zhitian screamed in the fire. The purple flames that fell were about to burn everyone to ashes. Suddenly, a fat man stood up, opened his mouth and inhaled, and all the purple flames in the sky were inhaled by him. In the mouth.
The monks are all stupid!
The fat man covered his big belly and said, "That's enough. I don't want to die with you."
Uncle Lianyang said expressionlessly: "As long as you devour him immediately when he releases the purple fire, we will protect you. Even if you run away now, you can't escape."
The fat man sighed helplessly, took out his sunglasses and put them on, shaking his head and looking at the Holy Emperor in dragon robe, waiting for him to release the purple fire.
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