On the hall of Kunlun Mountain, shuilizhou three people sat high in the first seat, listening to the reports of several people below, their eyes were angry!

"Elder, you can't let the prophet go on like this... Last night, a city, a whole city, died inexplicably at dawn the next day. This is the tenth time. If it goes on like this, do the aborigines in Kunlun Mountain dare to continue to live in Kunlun mountain? " Shuiyuan admonished, and could hear the fear in his tone!

There are more than dozens of towns living in Kunlun Mountain in the development of nearly ten thousand years. From the day when shuijue day came back, the city below always disappeared inexplicably and became a lifeless ghost city overnight... Strangely, everyone looked calm before death, preserved the actions of the previous moment, and did not feel the approaching of death.

Death is not terrible. What's terrible is that you curl up in the shadow of death and can only watch Death slowly envelop you, but you can't do anything!

Ten times, a total of more than 20 towns and millions of people were silently erased from the Kunlun mountain!

Shouldn't you panic?

Even if shuiyuanyuan and others desperately want to block the news, how can paper wrap the fire?

One day, two days are the limit, and ten days have passed... Now the whole Kunlun Mountain has been buzzing with rumors that cholera is coming back, and many people begin to flee towards the sectarian land... If the water family doesn't take any measures, when the panic spreads, it's no longer as simple as one or two, I'm afraid it will be the city that escaped!

When there are no more people at the bottom of Kunlun Mountain, the prophet will devour the shadow. Who else can be the target? We will focus on them!

Even if they are the holy state of martial arts, the saints in the eyes of all people are just like this!

So before that, we must find a solution anyway, otherwise we can only sit and wait to die!

"Elder Tai, you should say something. If you go on like this, the water house is really over!" Shui Qianqiu's face was also dignified, and even had great doubts about the beautiful scene outlined by Shui Wanji at the beginning?

Shui Wanji has always stressed that when the prophet returns, it is the time when the water family creates history and becomes a unique existence between heaven and earth... Up to now, what is true about this? Isn't Kunlun mountain the most outstanding potential between heaven and earth before the prophet returns?

No matter where the water family appears, it is not respected by all people.

So what is the change that Shui Wanji said?

Why did the water family not get any better when the prophet really came back, but become more and more decadent?

People are distracted, people betray their relatives, and their reputation has plummeted... Now even as a martial saint, I have to be afraid and can't sleep at night!

Into a space curled up in the fear of death?

Is this still Kunlun mountain!

"Shut up!" Shuilizhou stood up and burst into flames in his eyes, "one is short-sighted! Do you know what our ancestors wanted to do! Ten thousand years ago, our water family did not complete the great cause. Ten thousand years later, even if we exhausted all the manpower of water family, we should complete it! "

"As a saint of water family, you all know that since the construction of Xuantian continent, no Emperor Wu has been born! It's a great undertaking for us to become the first person and the only emperor of Wu in the mainland! Let me hear the slightest doubt in the future and drive out of the water house immediately! Never step into the water house! " Shuilizhou scolded, and the people below were immediately silent.

Shuihonggui also stood up, pointed to shuiyuanyuan and ordered, "sacrifice the prison array immediately, and don't let anyone leave. In addition to the Fuzong sect, there are people in the sectarian land, but the old turtle has a transmission array. I can't tell how much is left now. It's only Kunshan. Remember, the prophet will kill as many people as he wants! " There was a strong murderous spirit in his words... He sneered, and Shui Wanji sat up straight. "Kunlun Mountain has raised them for so many years, and now it's time for them to repay... If you want to leave, will it be so cheap? All right, let's get busy! " As soon as they waved their hands, the three suddenly disappeared into sight.

In the corner, the silent water sky set off a bitter ripple in his eyes.

Water house?

Is he a water family? Ask these saints in the field, which is the real water family!

Water home is just a symbol, a mark forcibly pasted on the body!

The original name of shuishuitian is he Zhao. Isn't it because of his amazing talent since childhood, he climbed slowly from the foot of Kunlun mountain to the current height step by step, and then was given the surname of water?

It's from the same root. Why is it too urgent to fry each other!

People can do things, can be mercenary, how can they forget their roots?

Is it true that as the level of martial arts rises, the mind also needs to abandon secular concerns, empty sleeves, ignore family affection, friendship and all obstacles, and put on its own life for the word "water"?

"Elder, what should I do? Do I really want to do this?" The tone was full of embarrassment. After the three people left shuilizhou, the water flow asked the water sky.

Aren't all the people who are still wandering in the hall and don't want to leave with such a mentality?

The question of the water flow leader also gathered people around him, "elder, just say it, and we'll listen to you! The water source is far away. His descendants still live at the foot of Kunlun mountain. How can he bear to watch them die!

"Elder, if you have any suggestions, just say..."

"Nonsense!" Before the other party finished speaking, he was stopped by Shuitian, "how can the supreme elder's decision not follow! Listen, now give me a big array of prisoners immediately. If it's late, the younger generation will sneak away! " Scolded, but Shuitian deliberately bit the words "junior" and "slip away" very hard, very hard!

At the end of this sentence, a line of blood full of wind and frost slowly overflowed from the corners of their mouths... This time, Shui Qianqiu and others will not be aware. It's time to let them release those young people to continue their blood. This may be the only thing they can do.

"Don't go yet!" The needles dropped in the hall, and the sky drank and scolded again.

There was no one in the Shaoqing hall. Shuitian stood alone outside the hall and looked into the distance... I don't know how long it took, a burst of heart rending crying came up from below, like resentment, like admiration, like crying.

Shuitian smiled, and the empty sleeve of his right arm was powerless and helpless with the raging cold wind