The First Sword of the Earth

In the normal situation, because the realm difference is too great, the average cultivation level of more than a hundred monks in the Golden Core Realm tries to besiege a monk crossing the fairyland.

But at this time, when these Golden Core cultivators rushed up, they used their fragile Taoist bodies to form layers of obstacles, causing Xi Lian, who had been completely swallowed by demonic energy, to successfully divert her attention for a moment.

The two veterans retreated quickly as if they were forgiven, and turned into two streams of light and disappeared into the horizon...

The remaining group of monks everywhere by the lake was scattered with birds, beasts and insects, and quickly disappeared into the night in all directions;

Only a dozen people took the initiative to show their breath, and their bodies flew towards the town below the mountain, and waited quietly halfway through.

In the air, blood fog continued to violently violently, but the monks in the Golden Core Realm were fearless, and they continued to move forward one by one, offering Xi Lian to kill at will, only to delay Xi Lian in the air...

It was at this time that a dark shadow dived into the lake while taking advantage of the chaos. After a short while, he carried Wang Xiaomiao out of the other direction and quickly disappeared into the night.

The timing of this person's grasp was quite subtle, and almost as soon as he disappeared, two powerful spirits swept across the bottom of the lake, searching for Wang Xiaomiao's whereabouts.

The two veterans did not leave, but hid them nearby.

In the air, it seemed that continuous killings made the blood-wrapped figure very annoying. Three fox tails swept across the air, and the blood light was suddenly stretched. The demon fox that had once appeared in Ziyan Temple appeared again in the air.

The billowing devilish energy soared into the sky, moving up and down in all directions.

The secret old Dao ordered again, and the few puppets left began to rush towards the town below...

The scarlet fox followed closely in the air.

In the forest not far away, the monk wearing a monk's clothes and carrying Wang Xiaomiao chanted a Buddha's name, raised his head and looked at the Xilian in the sky, looking into the distance with some worry.

A faint blood illuminates the delicate face, but it is shocked.

"Amitabha, how can this be good."

A faint voice suddenly came from the shoulders: "Sword Sect...cough! Cough cough! The master throws me away. Go to Sword Sect and ask the senior sword spirit to take action and suppress the eldest sister..."

"Huh? Sword Sect?"

Huai blinked in surprise, and then realized that she didn't need to carry Wang Xiaomiao anymore, and put her figure down, but still pressed her shoulder with one hand.

He didn't know what Buddhism he used, and he could perfectly cover the breath and figure of the two under the spiritual exploration of the two monks during the Tribulation Period.

Wang Xiaomiao could not stand steady for several times, and her body was trembling slightly; the relic in her left hand exuded a pale white light, which relieved a lot of fear in her heart.

"Grandmaster……"

"We can only move slowly now. Those two old ways of thieves are still searching everywhere," Huai said in surprise, "I used a little secret method to temporarily deceive their search, but the range that the monks can explore during the tribulation period It's too far, so bear with it."

Wang Xiaomiao's face darkened, but then turned to look surprised, "Where is the phone? Is there no Jianzong contact in the master's phone?"

Huai was stunned, then laughed blankly, took out the phone in his arms, and whispered: "A radius of a hundred miles, including the town below, the communication signal has been cut off.

I really can't imagine how these guys have done so much preparation under the official eyelids.

It seems that some people are already playing this game of chess. "

Wang Xiaomiao's expression was full of gloom, and the blood fox in the air had ‘slowly’ flew away, chasing and killing the golden core monks who ran away in a hurry.

And what made Wang Xiaomiao's hands and feet colder was that she suddenly heard the noise of an airplane passing by;

When I looked up, I could see a few flashing light spots in the night sky. It was a transport plane passing by at high speed, and a detection device released...

Wang Xiaomiao's legs softened and fell to the grass covered with moisture.

Monk Huai Jing also squatted down quickly, pressed Wang Xiaomiao's shoulder, and asked in a low voice: "What's the matter?"

Wang Xiaomiao was a little lost at this moment, murmured:

"Official detectors...they couldn't take pictures of the fierce battle for more than ten minutes before, they could only take pictures of the eldest sister's demonized body...

Yes, I guessed right before. The investigation team must have been hacked from the most advanced dynamic monitoring satellite network.

Next, those people will use the eldest sister to force the official to make a choice whether or not to lift the ban on those crimes.

Our only turning point is the sword spirit senior of the sword sect, but if the person in charge of the special task team is fanning the flames nearby, it is a nailed matter to lift the ban on the ancient crimes, and the sword sect sword spirit must be afraid...

What to do, if my brother is here, what will he do..."

Unknowingly, a few tears struck Wang Xiaomiao's cheek.

Her murmur became lighter and more uncertain, and finally couldn't help covering her face with her hands, lowering her head there to endure the crying.

"This... Nammo Amitabha."

The monk Huai Jing sighed and said slowly: "Even if the official doesn't lift the ban, those people still run out?

Xiao Miao, why do you blame yourself? This matter has nothing to do with you, you are only involved in it. "

Wang Xiaomiao stabilized his emotions and turned to look surprised, "Master, what would he do if my brother was here?"

"Go up and work hard," said with a bitter smile, "Most of the time, he won by working hard, but we don't have the luck."

"This should be the key to awakening the elder sister," Wang Xiaomiao handed over the relic, "Master, if you can, when the time is right..."

Huai Jing shook his head, pushed the relic back, and said: "Just hold it, the little monk has this."

While speaking, he took out a pure golden hand bone in his arms and smiled: "This object is much easier to use than the relic of the three-way mage."

Wang Xiaomiao was taken aback, and then stared at the surprised face, "Master, is there really no way you can save my eldest sister?"

"Yes, but it will cost too much," Huai looked at Wang Xiaomiao with shocking eyes, and frankly told him, "At this time, I took action just to add some variables to this matter, which caused those ancient sinners to be crazy. Counterattack, things will get out of control in the end.

As you said, the sword spirit of Jianzong will definitely be jealous, and so am I, and at this time Buddhism is declining, and I can't directly provoke strong enemies for Buddhism. "

"But doesn't Buddhism take compassion for it? The master ignores the hundreds of thousands of mortals below?"

"Amitabha," the monk Huai Jing hesitated, but then nodded slowly, "I can only ignore it."

"Grandmaster……"

"At this time, the authorities have released detectors. The transportation network in the town below is fairly well developed, and residents will be evacuated quickly.

In other words, the casualties will not be too serious.

But if I act rashly at this time, I am afraid that millions of creatures will be annihilated...Xiaomiao, I know you are clever and have the ability to discern pros and cons, but the little monk also has a secret method and can be somewhat sensitive to the funeral. "

"Sorry, I shouldn't have said this," Wang Xiaomiao wiped away tears and sat there, quietly watching the shadow of the blood fox on the horizon.

The shrill sirens across the night sky were clearly audible.

"By the way, Xiao Miao, you said that the sword sect sword spirit has scruples, what scruples would there be?"

Wang Xiaomiao was silent for a few seconds, and then whispered:

"The strength of the old sword spirit is fixed, the strength of the monks is constantly increasing, and the sin repairs actually represent the influence of the various schools to a certain extent.

Those who have ancient sin cultivation do not necessarily hope that they will get out of trouble, so that they can gain a huge advantage over other ancient sin cultivation ways, and thus get more speech rights and cultivation resources.

From the point of view of pure interest, Ancient Sin Xiu and their sects are related to each other; the old sword spirit’s action may be able to kill these Sin Xiu, but it is equivalent to establishing more than a dozen Dao inheritance for the sword sect. Formidable enemy.

When the old sword spirit no longer has the deterrent power, the situation of the sword sect will inevitably be extremely embarrassing...

I'm in a mess right now, all I can think of is this. "

As soon as she finished speaking, Monk Huai Jing also scratched his head, staring at Wang Xiaomiao's profile for a while, as if he wanted to see some flowers.

"What's wrong, Master."

"I wonder if you will be the reincarnation of a resourceful female fairy..."

"If it is, it will be fine. I don't mind having a previous life," Wang Xiaomiao smiled bitterly, "That way, I won't be as useless as I am now."

"You have only practiced for a few years? This matter is not the first level of immortal strength can not turn things around," the monk Huai Jing said solemnly, "get up and walk a few steps, stay here for too long, I am worried that the whereabouts will be exposed.

Alas, Shen Suian, the Hidden Sect Sect Master, was really bewildered by lard. "

"Well, I will definitely go to the Di Yinzong for an explanation."

Wang Xiaomiao stood up slowly, clutching the little relic; from the beginning to the end, he was stunned by his shoulders and walked in the opposite direction to the scarlet fox.

Just not two steps later, a series of explosions sounded, and the firelight seemed to suppress the **** sky.

Huai said in surprise: "Don't worry, modern thermal weapons can't damage Xilian's body. Although the land is sparsely populated, there are many residents. Unconventional weapons can't be used. The eldest sister is safe for the time being."

Wang Xiaomiao nodded gently, took a breath, and resisted not letting himself cry.

Another fighter plane passed through the air, intensifying the flames in the sky; the huge blood fox screamed from its back, and the billowing devil energy continued to raging around its body.

This night is already extremely chaotic.

...

"The attack is ineffective and it will take time for residents to evacuate."

"Let the military increase its firepower!"

"Who are the cultivators who fought with Xi Lian? How did they come from? They also caused Xi Lian to become enchanted?"

"These are the people who are leading Xilian to the town below the mountain! Judging from the attacks on several bases, they should be the Southern Xinjiang Xiexiu. This is their act of revenge! The investigation team must explain clearly, like the location of Xilian. Important information ~www.readwn.com~ will be known by these evil cultivators!"

"A decision must be made, before serious casualties are caused! Whose responsibility is, after the crisis is resolved, we will investigate!"

In the head office of the investigation team, a brief video conference was in progress. A total of fifteen projections were standing in front of Chi Ling.

Chi Ling was still standing at this time, and the fierce battle erupting around the scarlet demon fox was showing on the projection screen on the side.

Qin Yi, who hadn't spoken for a long time, sighed deeply, "Now I only have one question, where is Dao Master Wang Feiyu who can destroy this monster beast?"

There was a little anger in Chi Ling's eyes, but then she hid him, and whispered: "We have searched for him and kept silent for a long time. There is no exact whereabouts. It is very likely that we have retreated and sought a breakthrough."

An old man in military uniform shouted: "The plan, we need a plan to solve the problem! It's not the whereabouts of one monk and two monks!"

"I propose," Qin Yishen slowly raised his hand and said with a calm face, "activating the No. 68 plan is the last resort."