Volume 16 Chapter 72

The torrential rain continued to fall, and Nangong Weiyang soon recovered from the initial shock.

When she saw Lin Xi standing in the air, she didn't need to feel the breath of Lin Xi, so she was sure that Lin Xi's realm had surpassed the purgatory mountain palm sect before Qianye pass that day.

For all practitioners know that only those who go far behind on the way of the great sage master can stand up in the air with their soul power shaking.

This was the result she had expected before, so she just looked at Lin Xi, pointed to the location of the relics of qingluan palace, and asked, "how could this happen?"

Lin Xi fell to the ground and said with extremely complicated eyes, "that group of things disappeared and the relics of qingluan Palace are gone."

Nangong Weiyang breathed Weidun and asked the same question: "how could this happen?"

"Maybe it was my actions that made the energy out of balance." Lin Xi was silent for a moment and said: "this kind of thing, like the black hole and stars in the universe, how to form and how to disappear, is hard to understand."

Nangong Weiyang raised his head.

She doesn't know what a black hole is, but she knows the stars. She looked up and saw only the rainstorm, but she could not see the stars in the sky. But she thought it was true. Who knows why the natural stars were born and disappeared?

That group of things completely disappeared, just like the door to another world completely closed, and "will God" disappeared in this world. But since Lin Xi decided to leave the previous world, Nangong Weiyang thought that the door closing was not a bad thing.

"Looks like we're going to make a boat."

Just then, Gu Xinyin's voice rang.

Lin Xi and Nangong Weiyang look down at their feet.

Under the feet of the ice has been riddled with holes by water, water has exceeded their feet.

Many glaciers within their sight range began to collapse. Most of the ice in the ice and snow God plain was mixed with dust. It was not clean blue gray for thousands of years. However, after the ice and snow inside melted into water, the water was clean and blue.

Lin Xi's expression was also dignified. He nodded and said, "if we put on the sails, we should be able to go back to the climbing mountains more easily."

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The power of the collision from the extreme north of the ice and snow God is amazing, even temporarily changing the climate of the whole ice and snow God and even the whole world.

There was a very humid wind coming from the mountains.

In a snow Valley somewhere in the mountain range, Qilian Mo, a young alchemy Mountain God, and dozens of his entourage raised their heads and watched the snow in the sky turn into water drops.

Qilian Mo, who was appreciated by Zhang Ping, didn't feel abnormal at first.

Lin Xi and others have disappeared in the ice and snow God for a long time, and the world has reached the summer.

Almost all practitioners in the world think that there is no one in the world who can survive for such a long time under the extremely bad conditions of ice and snow God. In fact, if there is no hot lake that can be recuperated without the guidance of president Zhang, there is really no saint in the world who can persist in the ice and snow God for such a long time.

So although he faithfully carried out Zhang Ping's order and waited in the mountains, like almost all the practitioners in the world, Qilian Mo felt that Lin Xi had already died in the ice and snow God.

In summer, the air temperature is slightly higher, and the light snow turns into a light rain, which is also normal in his opinion.

But he was getting more and more wrong.

The water vapor in the sky is getting wetter and wetter.

From the beginning, the hazy water mist becomes light rain, and finally becomes the torrential rain.

Torrential rain continues to fall, many days do not see the end.

Qi lianmo and dozens of his entourage tied up the camp in the high rock.

With the continuous rainstorm, the look on Qilian ink didn't change much. It was still cold and dignified in front of his entourage, but the shock and fear in his heart increased day by day.

Looking towards the four seasons plain, the whole four seasons plain is also shrouded in the continuous rainstorm. What makes him most astonished is that the snow peak at the top of the dengtian mountain is melting and the snow line is moving upward. A lot of snow covered places have exposed the nature of the rock.

Every day, there is a river like flood from the valley of dengtian mountain to the four seasons plain.

Whether he saw the power of the flood with his own eyes or heard more of it in the distance, his hands kept shaking in the robe of God.

The ancient snow in the mountain began to melt This is absolutely abnormal.

The flood broke most of the roads in the dengtian mountains.

There are many rivers and lakes in the permafrost tundra near the dengtian mountains in the four seasons plain.

However, some grass that would never appear originally grew up, making a large area of oasis appear in the frozen wasteland.

The contact between Qilian Mo and other infernal mountain campsites in the dengtian mountains was temporarily interrupted, even the hunting became extremely difficult, and the food was in short supply.

Dozens of followers are dedicated to serving Qilian ink. The food of Qilian ink can't be lacked naturally. However, under the great psychological pressure of one day, his face became yellow and his cheekbones were extremely high because of his emaciation.

Qilian ink, who had breakfast in the tent, looked at the rain in the sky and couldn't control his mood.

Why is the rain still falling!

How long will the rain last?

He began to think of his previous days in purgatory mountain. He thought that in purgatory mountain, they were all eager for rain. After the rain in purgatory mountain, which rarely rains, there would not be so much dust, the air would be cooler, and some pungent smell would disappear.

But now he knows that it's going to rain a lot and it's going to break down.

When Qilian Mo could not bear it, even wanted to tear up the tent to protect the rain, in the other tent beside him, the fire chief suddenly gave out a low roar. The heat from his body made the whole tent seem to be burning, making the rain drops on it become a white air.

Qilian Mo stands up unbelievably.

As he stood up, the tent outside huokui's body was really burning, like a paper lantern, which showed huokui's huge body.

Huokui's huge body suddenly broke through the rain curtain and rushed towards the high rock above.

Qilian Mo looks up, his breath stops.

He saw four figures in black robes standing on the big stone dozens of steps ahead of huokui.

All four were holding umbrellas.

The umbrella is simple, like a sail, but it can keep out the rain.

Huokui's fighting power is above the general holy division, and few people in the world can kill huokui alone. However, Qilian Mo saw that in the face of huokui, which was pressed down like an eruption of a small volcano, one of the four seemed to just look up at his face.

Just a look, there will be countless in Qilian ink's perception of the world does not belong to the breath from that person.

The roar of huokui disappeared in an instant.

Its body was suddenly pressed by the majestic force to stop in the air, and its flame and white gas were all pulled back into a long line, like a candle suddenly encountering a strong wind, about to go out.

Many raindrops between the man and huokui suddenly disappeared, all of which hit huokui.

Every drop of rain fell on huokui's body, making the sound of a huge column hitting the wall.

It's like millions of huge columns smashing against a wall.

Huokui's huge body suddenly flew out and fell down, smashing several barracks behind Qilian mo.

Qilian Mo has been taught by Zhang Ping. However, in the face of such a power far beyond the saint level, he can't even produce the idea of being the enemy.

At the same time, he could see the faces of the four people clearly.

When he saw the face of the man who seemed to strike away without moving, his body began to shake uncontrollably.

……

the monk in white felt that he was walking in the endless sand sea.

His eyes, like withered flowers, have lost water.

For the endless sea of sand around him, he is like a small gravel from ordinary to extreme.

However, his face is still firm, and his will is moving.

This is his practice and also the hope of Prajna temple.

Only by finding the origin of Prajna temple and interpreting the earliest skills can we make the most original change.

He already felt that he had caught the breath he was looking for, but he still lacked a chance.

At this time, he felt that a lot of water vapor suddenly appeared between the heaven and the earth, which had dried up to the extreme.

His withered flower like eyes suddenly gave out light, his body quickly drew water vapor between heaven and earth, and even formed a whirlpool outside him.

His skin returned to luster and his eyes became full and bright.

He saw that the water vapor was more and more rich, and the sky of endless sand sea was gradually dark, and for the first time it was full of dark clouds.

A heavy rain was pouring down.

In the endless sand sea, it even ushered in the first rain in thousands of years.

The rain washed on the sand, the sand became moist, and the gravel mixed with water began to flow.

As the current eroded, some places sank, and some sand dunes were washed away.

Chueh yuan stood still.

His body fell down, but the sediment that trapped him was then washed away by the current.

The sand sea in front of him is changing.

There is brilliant Buddha light in the sand.

Just as the sunken ship finally surfaced, a huge Buddha head appeared in the sand sea in front of him.

The white monk's gentle smile.

The opportunity he pursued and waited for finally appeared. (to be continued)