Shaoyang Sect.

In front of the mountain gate.

Sicheng, Yang Zhentian, and Jiang Tianxiao stood side by side.

Behind them are densely packed Shaoyang Sect monks, all of whom are transformed gods. Beside each monk is a bird. The driver of the second level of Tribulation has now also become the second master of the Shaoyang Sect. Driver

Longing danced in his eyes.

"Captain, we can fight side by side again!"

He jumped in the air and jumped on the back of the bird: "Let's go, slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

In the excitement of war, densely packed birds soared into the sky.

Taixuanzong.

In front of the mountain gate.

Ning Caiyun, Feng Wuhen, and Yang Fengchu stood side by side. In this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Ning Caiyun has become the chief disciple of Taixuan Sect. His expression is very calm, without the excitement of slaying a dragon, but as if he is going to a friend's banquet

. He stepped on the bird and shouted in a condensed voice:

"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

The birds smashed through the clouds and flew away.

Taiqing Sect.

In front of the mountain gate.

Jian Yingying, Lei Haichao, and Chu Yunchou stand side by side.

The Taiqing Sect has lost two sect leaders, Huang Daozi and Bai Zhanchuan, and there is no real great monk who can overcome the tribulation. But in this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Jian Yingying is the great monk who can overcome the tribulation. After the death of Bai Zhanchuan,

Jian Yingying, Lei Haichao and Chu Yunchou came back one after another. Jian Yingying was jointly pushed to the position of sect leader by Lei Haichao and Chu Yunchou.

In the morning breeze, Jian Yingying looked determined. Her clothes fluttered and fell on the birds. A cold voice echoed in the air:

"Slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

The monks of Taiqing Sect flew to Canglan Sect with sorrow. The lost glory of Taiqing Sect must be regained in their hands.

For this, die without regrets!

Tianyin Sect.

A group of monks stood behind Yuan Yin, who said in a condensed voice: "Our Tianyin Sect is best at sound skills. But the disappearance of the avenue and the exhaustion of spiritual energy have caused our sound skills to lose their power. We have to give up.

We hold the harp, xiao, zither, and flute in our hands and pick up the sword.

We are not good at close combat, but for the sake of humanity, we must slay the dragon!"

"Slay the dragon!"

Peng family.

When Peng Yihui returned home, he became the number one master of the Peng family. And the Peng family also became the number one family around, because in this era of spiritual energy exhaustion, Peng Yihui, a monk whose body toughness reached the second level of transcending tribulation, is

The veritable strongest man around. Because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy, Shi Yulong could not return to the Tianmeng, so he followed Peng Yihui to the Peng family. In this way, there are two double-level tribulations in the Peng family, which are the demons formed by the demon beard for free.

Chao Chao did not attack the Peng family. At this time, Peng Yihui and Shi Yulong took some monks from the Peng family and flew towards Canglan Pass.

They are fearless and excited.

Before the spiritual energy was exhausted, they were not eligible to participate in the Twenty Tribulations Fight against Aotian. But now, they are eligible.

Shuanglong Mountain.

Drunken Sword Immortal stroked the tombstone: "Yao'er, maybe I will come to accompany you soon. If you have a spirit, you can take a good look at your senior brother slaying the dragon!"

South.

Shangqing Sect, in front of the mountain gate. Hua Jieyu led a group of monks to fly into the sky on birds. Almost at the same time, Wuwu from Wu Nian Temple flew towards Canglang Pass on birds. Mo Ran Deng from the Changsheng Sect stepped on

Seeing that the bird had already taken off, he looked back at the sect, knowing that he might never have the chance to come back.

Then I won’t go back!

Mo Randeng withdrew his gaze and turned to look at Zhongyuan.

"cracking……"

Hundreds of birds chirped, and the sound filled the sky.

east.

Yunlang and Hua Mantian took the monks to bid farewell to Zuo Dongliu, who was in charge of the sect, and flew towards the central part of the country on a bird.

Canglan Pass.

All the monks in the west who can evacuate have gathered here. They are waiting for the Tianxuan monks to gather and surround Ao Tian.

Ximen Pojun and Dugu Jiandan stood side by side on the city wall, both looking extremely sad.

West...finished...

The ruins on one side are the killing of Ao Tian. It will probably take hundreds of years and more than ten generations of efforts to restore the vitality of the west.

In the sky leading to the north, two birds are piercing the clouds and fog.

One is very huge, it is a sky-covering eagle. On the back of the eagle stands a giant man with a height of more than three meters, that is Liang Wu. The other is an ordinary goshawk, with the fifth sword mark standing on it.

The two of them finally borrowed a sky-covering eagle that could carry Liang Wu. They were flying towards the north at this time. They were very excited when they thought that they would see Gu Shuo soon.

"cracking……"

The chirping of birds suddenly sounded from the opposite side. Liang Wu looked towards the opposite side with a pair of eyes, and saw a cloud of birds flying across the opposite side. There was a monk standing on each bird. His eyes fell on the last one.

On a bird in front, there stood a woman who thought she was very handsome. At this time, the woman's eyes also fell on Liang Wu. Although she and Liang Wu had not met before, they recognized each other at a glance.

Because Gu Shuo once showed the images of two people to each other. The woman showed a hint of surprise:

"Liang Wu?"

Liang Wu was also surprised and didn't understand what the northern monks were doing.

"Aunt Xueling, what are you doing?"

"Slay the dragon!"

The winter of the twenty-second year of the catastrophe.

Gu Shuo is walking in the mountains. He has been walking in the mountains for these years, and while walking, he feels her mood. She has felt many kinds of moods, and for more than half a year, he has been trying to feel the wind.

As he walked in the mountains, every time he took a step, his body rose into the air. Although it was not high from the ground, only about half a meter, it was very unstable. Sometimes it was high, sometimes it was low. And when the wind was strong,

, his speed is faster, and when the wind is low, his speed is slower.

But there is no doubt that he is riding the wind.

In this era of depleted spiritual energy, he is controlling the wind.

He understood all the secrets he had understood one by one. This wind was the last secret he understood. His heart seemed to have become empty, and spread out from his body and merged into the wind.

Taking advantage of the situation, taking advantage of the wind, even though it has no wings, it is still controlling the wind.

"Huhu..."

With wind swirling around his body, he flew out of the mountains at a low altitude. With a thought in his mind, he landed on the ground with his feet and frowned slightly.

He has been practicing asceticism for so many years and has understood many mysteries with his heart, but he still cannot feel the mystery deep in his heart, that is, he has not found the middle Dantian that he thinks. But he feels more and more day by day, and he dares to feel the mystery deep in his heart.

There must be something mysterious there, but I can't find the mysterious door. Let alone see the world at the door.

"call……"

He breathed out a sigh of relief. After several years of isolation from the world, he should go and see it.

The catastrophe occurred in the spring of the twenty-third year.

Gu Shuo stood at the gate of a city near the sea in the east. He saw the notice posted at the gate. His expression changed drastically.

"Ancestor Dahuang is here?"

"Oops!"

"I wonder if there is a fight at Canglan Pass now?"

Gu Shuo turned his head and glanced at Xiao Bing who was squatting on his shoulder: "Xiao Bing, let's go."

"cracking……"

Xiao Bing screamed, flew up from Gu Shuo's shoulders, and then enlarged his figure. Gu Shuo flew up against the wind and landed on Xiao Bing's back. Xiao Bing spread his wings and disappeared in an instant.

.Leaving a crowd of shocked people at the city gate.

It’s early autumn, twenty-three years after the catastrophe.
To be continued...