Three and a half years old fast: the group pet's little milk bag is sweet and soft

Sooner or later it will be blamed on them.

"Look at what happened this time. I'm afraid that Heaven will not let go of the monks, nor will it let us old people who are still alive."

Elder Lu shook his head, his tone was very indifferent, as if he looked down upon life and death.

Nanzhi was confused: "Why?"

Nanzhi thought that Tiandao killed some people in order to pursue balance, but now it seems that it is not just that?

With this posture, I wish I could bring out all the monks, good or evil.

Elder Lu said: "Since the birth of heaven and earth, the human race has been able to absorb the energy of heaven and earth to temper itself and become stronger, but every time it becomes stronger, more power is needed to fill it. One monk, two monks, so many monks..."

"You can imagine how much energy of heaven and earth will be consumed. Even if a mortal is farming, the plants will absorb the power of the soil, let alone a monk."

"Everything in the human race and the world is about taking without giving. If you spend money every day and have no income, then you can only cut off some unnecessary expenses, right?"

Nanzhi: "...that makes sense."

I had previously suspected that the World-Destroying Power appeared just to kill some monks, but now, it is no longer enough to kill some, but more must be killed.

The more powerful you are, the more you will participate in this cleanup catastrophe.

Nanzhi may even feel that the world does not want monks to appear. Even if there are monks, such an awesome and powerful monk will not be allowed to appear.

So, Ning Bei was going to die, and she looked at Ning Yue, and Ning Yue would die too.

This, this is really a story about be, not saving the world as she thought?

Shifang Palace belongs to the demon clan. The demon clan has probably been cleaned up, and what is left now is just a remnant.

Even so, it has to be cleaned up.

If the existence of powerful monks is a mythical story, then this mythical story is about to end now, and then it enters the mortal world and mortal stories.

There is no inheritance in the world of cultivation. Even if there are people who can practice, they are only two or three kittens.

These thoughts came to Nanzhi's mind.

This world has not received a mission, and Nanzhi has always felt that the mission is to live.

Now it seems that I can't survive! !

If you die in this world.

Ning Yue saw Nanzhi's colorful face, and finally became very decadent, and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Nanzhi said half-jokingly: "I wonder if I can survive if I give up my martial arts skills."

Ning Yue immediately widened her eyes and shook her head repeatedly, "No, it's very painful to become a waste. Moreover, mortals' vitality is very weak, and they will return to dust in just a hundred years."

Nanzhi could only smile awkwardly but politely.

The future trend is for the human race to flourish, no, for mortals to flourish, and monks have become the end of the line.

But this kind of thing is just Nanzhi's speculation. The Yao clan has experienced purges, and there are also speculations in this regard.

When Ning Bei died, I thought they were holding hands to save the world, but I didn't expect that the world wanted to destroy them first.

Then the bloody snatching battle continues. The black sword is like a ball in the air. It is thrown into the air and falls again, with blood splattering every time.

For the first time, Nanzhi saw a sword that was so cheap. How could a sword be so cheap?

Nanzhi felt both funny and sad at the same time. What the hell is this!

Just when Nanzhi was sighing, the black sword was actually thrown towards where they were. The pupils of everyone in Nanzhi, Ning Yue and Shifang Palace trembled violently, and then they let out a tragic explosion from their mouths, "Run, run!"

They knew that this sword would not let them go. This was an all-out idea!

You have a sword, you are so smart, you don’t want your life!

Almost instantly, everyone's eyes followed the sword and fell on them.

At this moment, being looked at by so many people with red, inhuman eyes, even Ning Yue, who was extremely powerful, could not help but feel numbness in his scalp, and a chill in his tailbone that went straight to the back of his head.

It felt like, at this moment, these people were no longer human beings, they were greedy, hungry beasts.

Ning Yue took the first step and grabbed the black sword in front of her, and said to Nanzhi and the people in Shifang Palace: "You go first, I will take the sword with me."

Nanzhi said without hesitation, "Okay, I understand."

She knew that Ning Yue was strong enough to deal with a bunch of irrational people.

Ning Yue ran in the opposite direction with the black sword. Everyone looked at Ning Yue and rushed towards Ning Yue.

After everyone in Shifang Palace ran away for a while, Nanzhi said, "You go first, I'll go see what's going on."

Elder Lu: "Then you should pay attention to yourself."

Nanzhi ran towards Ning Yue and saw a large group of people surrounding Ning Yue. Ning Yue was able to carry so many people by herself without falling behind.

Such tyrannical strength makes people who are not clear-minded calm down. There are many corpses in front of her, layer upon layer. Ning Yue is like a murderer, looking around at everyone with sharp eyes.

Someone from a large sect shouted: "Did Ning Yue absorb the power of annihilation? Did Ning Yue absorb the power of annihilation?"

Seeing Ning Yue being so tyrannical, everyone was afraid.

Someone else said: "It doesn't matter if you absorb it, as long as you grab the black sword."

Someone in the crowd shouted, his voice full of confusion.

In the past, the power of destroying the world was the power of destroying the world. Now that we know that the power of destroying the world can be transferred, all kinds of thoughts come to mind.

The Yitian Sword and the Dragon-Slaying Sword are such props.

It is the human heart that is greedy.

As a result, the already red eyes of the group of people became even redder. They rushed over desperately, but were quickly bounced away.

Even though Ning Yue is powerful, it becomes very difficult when there are too many ants to kill the elephant, and many people from large sects are not weak in strength.

The southern branches slowly stretched out vines. The vines were covered with small transparent flowers. The pollen fell down one after another and fell on these people.

The pollen touched the skin a little bit and immediately burrowed into the skin. Many people felt the terrifying feeling of something being bitten and something burrowing into the skin. They couldn't help but scream, "What, what is biting me?"

One person shouted, and the people next to him also shouted. For a moment, the impetuous and unintelligent person was forced to regain his sanity, and couldn't help but lick his skin, trying to dig out what was eating him.

Everyone seemed to have fleas on their bodies, twisting and turning to get rid of the pollen. When they saw the vines, they shouted loudly: "It's Gong Hong from Shifang Palace."

Ning Yue flew to Nanzhi, smiled, and then said with a straight face, "What are you doing here?"

He was obviously very happy that Nanzhi could come back, but he still pretended to be unhappy.

Nanzhi said to Ning Yue: "Let's throw the sword out."

Ning Yue immediately threw the sword out, and many people immediately grabbed the sword.