New White Snake Asking Immortals

Looking at the rain from the sea and the sky, the sudden rain and light thunder wash away the infinite sorrow and suffering of the dry land, agriculture, farmers and farmers.

There is no need to worry about causing floods and floods if the white jiao willfully turn the clouds and rain. The dry land has once again ushered in the rain, and the sky is filled with clouds, and the ten thousand hectares of rain clouds nourish the common people.

The lightning and the electric snake illuminate the dark clouds in an instant, and the white dragons can be seen wandering and tossing. The people thought that the Dragon King was raining and worshiped.

In a certain area in the north of the ancient animal skin Central Plains map, black rain clouds are entrenched.

Gradually, Yun advanced to the once ancient battlefield

Bai Yu didn't come to the battlefield that year, and since then he has been evading and doesn't want to know the news about the war. In addition, the Jiuli people are not very interested in killing and beating the people in the Central Plains. There is some blank about the event that shocked the world. It is devastated and lifeless.

Zhang Qi, the commander-in-chief who led the army across the world, disappeared.

Some people say that he was killed by the magic gate, some say that he retired to the countryside, and some say that he went back to the fairy world. No one except himself knows the truth. He came mysteriously and left mysteriously.

There are many legends about him. It is widely circulated that he was protected by a dragon when he was young.

Experts do not believe that there are dragons in the world, and they scoff at the dragons that the people say. However, in a certain arid state, countless people have seen with their own eyes that there are dragons in the sky, spreading clouds and raining.

The area where it rained is not large, and the news has not yet spread.

There are practice sects and loose cultivators in the prefectures and counties, and there are far fewer monks than a hundred years ago.

A great war caused serious losses to the practice world, many sects closed down immediately, and countless aristocratic families and small sects disappeared, so that it took several days for Bai Jiao to stir up trouble before the monks found out.

Seeing the white dragon for the first time, Zhuxiu was overjoyed, and took action to capture it as a thug, or simply kill it, peel it and use its blood to make alchemy. Exotic beasts are rare, and it is inevitable that some people will have ulterior motives in order to seek resources.

Bai Jiao, who was doing his best to create a flood, saw a monk coming from the sky.

"Don't the evil dragons want to stir up troubles and cause harm to the world, so hurry up and put down the law"

Bai Jiao rushed forward, biting and scratching.

All the monks died.

Bai Yu drove the clouds and brought the rain to the ancient battlefield.

for no reason,

The resistance of the rain cloud to advance increased, as if there was some strange force blocking the rain cloud in the ancient battlefield, the white rain in the white dragon state urged the rain cloud again, and could continue to push forward, but the speed was slow and the consumption was great.

"It's interesting"

The blood sacrifice of boys and girls in the Demon Sect affected the climate, and the last battle more than a hundred years ago was blood-stained. The three cities summoned some weird things. It seems that you can't show respect to the demon god without killing a few people and letting some blood. What's more, seeing the peace of the world and people living well is very uncomfortable, and they always have to make some noise to announce their existence.

Jiaolong can change drought, and some existences can create drought

Three bends.

The Sandao Bend, named after the continuous turns of the river, is desolate and lonely. The river is dry and dewy, leaving only a deep ditch full of cobblestones with continuous turns. There are a few cold-resistant weeds along the length of the river, and insects are flying around. appearance.

The houses in the village are only ruined and desolate.

The five monks carefully walked into a village with swords in their hands to find a place to rest. They did not dare to light a fire, took out portable food to share food, drank water to quench their thirst, and someone was always on guard.

This is an ancient battlefield, rusted swords and helmets can be seen everywhere, withered bones are pale, and the most terrifying thing is that there are monsters raging

The monsters seem human but not human, and their origins are unknown. It is rumored that the last sacrifice of the Demon Sect was connected to the Demon Realm, leading to the invasion of monsters. Due to the surge of aura and tides in the ancient battlefield, there were abnormalities, and there were crises everywhere. The remnants of evil cultivators gathered in it, and the monsters left the ancient battlefield from time to time and ran to human settlements. Eating people and drinking blood is extremely harmful.

The Chunyang Palace and the Western Church called on the practice community to set up camps in the east and south of the ancient battlefield, and sent disciples and monks from the Central Plains to garrison, hoping to block the infiltration of monsters, but the effect was minimal.

The reason why there is no effect is because killing monsters has no benefits and no resources. Monsters are ferocious. Humans and monsters of the same level suffer from killing people. Monsters are not afraid of death and eat people and drink blood. The dead have no corpses. Not many monks are willing to do it A thankless thing to do.

You can't blame those monks, after all, everyone has the right to survive.

The problem is, it is very interesting to seek benefits from civilians but unwilling to protect them. It is quite the essence of the law of darkness. If you are weak, you are unlucky.

Fortunately, there are always people with a heart in the world who work hard to eliminate threats while ensuring safety.

The good and evil sides often fight in the buffer area between the garrison and the ancient battlefield. There are no great powers appearing, and it is all small fights. Many monks come here to eliminate evil and use monsters to hone their combat skills.

"Brother Qin, drink some water."

"Thanks."

The young man took the water bag from the bearded man and took a few sips. The clean water drove away the dryness and brought coolness.

Take a deep breath and wipe away the water stains on the corners of your mouth.

The young monk looked at the middle-aged woman sitting in the corner and resting with her eyes closed. The woman held the sword in her arms and said nothing. She is the leader of this team of three women and two men. A total of death.

The monks who fight against the monsters are more or less hostile to the magic gate or the monsters, and most of them are locals.

The bearded man raised his head cautiously, and leaned over the wall to check his surroundings.

The three women have a slightly higher cultivation base and are the main force for killing monsters. Now take the time to rest. They have been fighting monsters all year round. They are different from the common monks in the Central Plains. The elegance of other monks is completely different, they are more like warriors.

The bearded man can't stand the sun exposure.

"This sun is going to kill me, I'm going to be a curmudgeon"

Damn it, it was rumored that there were thunderstorms and rivers flowed again in some places, but this ancient battlefield was dry and scorching. Someone once heard that they had seen a drought in the depths of the ancient battlefield, but in the end this matter was left alone.

The young man surnamed Qin hurriedly ate the pancake while he was resting. The pancake tasted bad, but he was hungry.

Suddenly, I saw a black spot on the opposite side of the river from a distance. No need to think too much, the one that appeared alone was basically a monster.

"Look at the monsters, they're weird"

The middle-aged woman swished and hid behind the broken wall, carefully looked at the monster that was jumping forward like a jumping itching, her eyes tightened, it was not good

"Retreat east and don't be discovered by it"

They were not procrastinating, the other party was too strong to just die, there was no blood, the five were very cautious, and retreated towards the east under the leadership of the middle-aged female monk.

so strong evil spirit

what the hell is that monster

The five people who stooped to hide the withered grass and fled were inexplicably terrified. They felt the power from a distance was terrifying. In the eyes of the monster, their five low-level monks were no different from ants.

Running and running, suddenly there is a feeling of being held back by a demon

"not good run"

The little black dot that kept jumping forward suddenly turned to chase the five of them. It was a man with a somewhat melancholy temperament, running behind him blankly.

"The taste of human blood is better than monk's blood."

The middle-aged woman immediately knew what the monster with strong evil spirit was, the legendary Hanba

No wonder it's dry and rainless

Just when the five people were about to be caught, torn up and eaten by the Hanba, a flying sword rescued the five people, and a stern man fell from the sky lightly, wearing a pure Yang Taoist robe and a jade crown, he was a celebrity in the resident

"It's Chunyang Zhuofeng Senior Zhuo Senior who came to save us"\u003cb\u003eThe content of the chapter is being restored, please visit again later. \u003c/b\u003e

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