v2 Chapter 129: The wind rises, the clouds surge, and the blood color grows (1/2)
Xiaocheng, Xiao family!
Ever since Xiao Chen set foot on the road to cultivation, the Xiao family has been fortunes and soared into the sky. [
Outside Xiao's house at this moment, the stretch of the city wall is expanding again, tens of feet high, and the body is dark. It gives people a very strong visual impact in daylight, and it covers almost one-fifth of Xiaocheng.
Outside this wall, the monks form a patrol squad with rigorous looks, with sharp eyes like the blade, and even a flying insect is looking to fly into the Xiao family through the alert!
But at this moment, suddenly, the wind rose!
The wind was extremely weird, with no warning, as if it was born out of thin air, flying sand and stones, roaring again and again.
Then, Yun Chung!
Wanli is clear and clear. Suddenly, the clouds roll and condense, and the colors are dark, indicating a disaster!
In the end, Scarlet is born!
As the wind and howling clouds filled the sky, a splash of blood suddenly appeared on the ground, like blood dripping into the water, spreading quickly, rendering the entire Xiaocheng circle a hundred miles into Yin Yin blood!
The wind is rising, the clouds are surging, and the blood is raw!
Omen!
Lights quickly rose from the ground, and the monks in the Xiao family stunned their faces instantly, looking at the abnormal changes in that day, and their eyes were shocked.
”In such a world, the Xiao family will have a catastrophe! Send the letter back to the ancestors and report it to the ancestors!” Each case responded instantly, and the secret treasures of each piece of information instantly turned into streamers, whistling toward The sky flies away.
Everyone was slightly relieved when they asked for help, but at this moment, a seemingly violent killing was suddenly lingering over Xiaocheng, and then there was the endless and eager and debilitating crash. Voice!
Over the Xiao family, each monk looked up in shock and looked at the source of the voice.
Instantly, no blood!
The sky is full of light, dense and dense like a meteor shower, with a strong breath exuding from the light, but even more desperate is the murderous gas from their body, until Xiaocheng!
Seventeen people came to the air before this glorious frenzy, with sharp eyes like swords and electric mansions, between the fluctuations of mana in the body, such as the fury of the sea, the waves and the sky, an invisible coercion that instantly filled the sky, making people feel as if they were hit , Pale back again and again!
At this moment, the wind is stronger, the clouds are darker, and the blood is thick!
Mu Mu, with eight people on each side, followed by thousands of Mu family children behind him. At this moment, Taishan was in the top and came to Xiaocheng!
”Today, capture the Xiao family, but anyone who dares to stop it will have no pardon!”
After saying nothing, waving his hands, the thousands of Mujia children dispersed in silence, and surrounded Xiaocheng, which could not be leaked!
The monks of each denomination heard the changes in their expressions and looked at each other, and they all saw the fear in their hearts.
Obstruction will undoubtedly die!
Unstoppable, if it is a strange crime afterwards, it is equally difficult to escape!
For a time, apart from the yelling wind, the whole world was completely silent.
The monk of Mujia came in silence. Although he did not speak, the killings in the body were raging, and the waves were tumultuous.
Monks of all factions trembled with coldness, pale and trembling, and instinctively lay in the abyss of death. If they were half-walking, they would be wrong, and they would die on the spot!
Time passed by, Mu Mu's brows frowned slightly, and his eyes were killing, but at this moment, he turned suddenly, his eyes sharp like a knife, and pierced into the sky at the rear. At the same time, the sixteen wooden parents on his side were full of coldness on his face, his mana rolled in his body, and an energetic trend condensed out instantly into the sky!
In the rear, the dark clouds rolled, and suddenly it was divided into two, with nine people in front, and countless monks following behind, roughly counting, I am afraid that there are more than a thousand.
Qing Yunzi and Yao Daozi were in front, Ming Sha Xuan and Qing were on the side, and five others were juxtaposed with them, presumably they should be the ancestors of the North Danzhou state retreat and ascetic Jindan. There are more than a thousand monks behind them, all of which are built above, but they are united by the major factions in North China!
The same group came silently, volleying in the sky half of Xiaocheng, facing the wooden monk far away.
A moment of silence, the more stalemate.
Qingyunzi was gloomy, his eyes flashed, and he fisted after half a ring, and said, ”Qingyunzi of North China, I have seen the owner of the Mu family and all my friends. I wonder if you are coming to North China this time.”