Chapter 862: Different World

Style: Heros Author: Shu NanzeWords: 2259Update Time: 24/01/18 19:19:08
The peak of a certain mountain range.

Bai Yu stood on the top of Cangyan and looked at the Chengjin Kingdom in the distance. A gentle breeze was blowing on his face. Through the airflow flying from the direction of Chengjin, he used his super sense of smell to identify the scent. He felt that the life of the land eroded by the black spring was disappearing, and powerful demons appeared. Frightened...

I don't know why I feel irritated and anxious, inexplicably angry and sad.

Minglan Star emits mysterious fluctuations, and Bai Yu feels that she is very angry and tries his best to prevent the black water from flooding. Maybe Aunt Minglan can solve the problem by herself, or maybe she can only slow down the spread of destruction.

"I can't do nothing."

"I remember I said a long time ago that I am a dragon!"

He turned around and looked at the four teammates and the heavenly soldiers who had little cooperation after forming a team.

"My colleagues, evil is breeding, and you cannot stay here because of the dangers. You can find your own spaceship and return to the Minglan Star Heavenly Army Camp. My female guard camp immortal general Bai Yu will bear the consequences of violating military orders. You can't do anything. Please return to the camp as soon as possible." The camp will inform the heavenly army of the changes in the Jin Dynasty."

"And you?"

"I want to see what those bastards are messing around with. If I kill a few of them, don't worry, no one can find me if I try to hide."

"There may be a big demon in the Chengjin Kingdom, and it would be like dying if you go here!"

Bai Yu shrugged, knowing that there were high-level monsters appearing and wreaking havoc, but there was nothing he could do. He would do it when he should do it, and he would never hesitate when he should use the knife. The sky and thick soil are the foundation, and those bastards are using special methods to destroy the foundation of Minglan World. .

"I'll go check out the situation first, and you guys can seek support earlier."

After saying that, he jumped forward and jumped off the cliff, using the cover of fog to fly straight to the capital, and his figure disappeared into the clouds and mist...



Earth, somewhere in the mountains.

It is still the mountain village where Baiyu once treated Black Spring, remote and deserted.

The tall, ugly and evil demon came out of the rough teleportation array, drooling, and was covered in blood. It was unknown whether he had been beaten or was severely injured due to the roughness and instability of the teleportation array. When he came out, he was holding a dark, mysterious and strange crystal in his hand.

Buzz buzz...

Several helicopters were circling in the sky, and in the distance there were soldiers in camouflage on the roofs of old abandoned stone houses, holding anti-armor weapons aimed at the ugly monster more than three meters tall.

The monster roared furiously, completely ignoring the weak humans.

Open your mouth, there is a smelly mouth with sharp teeth and saliva and mucus.

"Ouch!"

Domineering and fearless declaration of war.

No nonsense, the helicopter's large-caliber cannon opened fire, bullet casings fell, and the old abandoned stone roofs were covered in flames and smoke. Several rounds of anti-armor weapons hit the tall monster and knocked it backwards. The gunfire continued, and there were others all around. The vitality is crazy, rocks are flying and smoke is billowing!

An indiscriminate bombing.

The firepower was paused, and everyone stared at the attack area to see if they had killed the terrifying creatures. The mountain breeze blew away the thick smoke.

The soldiers wearing goggles and holding weapons were stunned. The monster that had been hit by countless bullets and shells was still alive! Even though his body is bruised and bruised, he is still alive!

The tall monster stood up and pulled out a sharp piece of shrapnel from his belly.

He stared at the armed helicopters circling in the sky.

He bent down and grabbed the stone and threw it away with all his strength. The stone rolled and threw away mud, and headed straight for a helicopter to hit it. The speed was too fast, and even the most agile helicopter could not avoid it...

Just when the pilot was panicking, a simple shield whirled against the rocks and broke into pieces!

The small stones hit the helicopter cockpit glass and made a crackling sound. The pilot controlled the plane to suddenly lift up and turn to avoid it, while the tall monster looked towards the stone village path. There was a man in black armor walking towards this direction with strange steps.

Zhenbei really wants to curse the street, who designed the stone road?

It’s awkward to walk on one stone slab, but it’s hard to pull two stone slabs apart. Why not splice them together to make walking easier?

"I'll only come to this place once."

Rarely complaining, he walked to stand opposite the tall and ugly monster, stretched out his hand to recall his shield, and held a gun in one hand and stared at the arrogant monster with idiot eyes.

"Remember to tell your master one thing when you return home. Grandpa is from Zhenbei. If you don't accept it, come and practice with me."

Twisting his neck, his eyes were filled with red flames. No face or flesh could be seen in the helmet. All that could be seen was the terrifying black color that seemed to be trapped deep inside...

The tall monster suddenly trembled with fear, and its pupils reflected the terrifying monster rushing towards it...



Longmian World, the hometown of a certain dragon.

The wind blows in the bamboo forest, and the forest is as green as the sea. The wind blows, and the waves push the waves over the mountains and ridges.

There is a sweet clear spring in the mountain that nourishes the bamboo shoots all year round, allowing animals and birds to drink from it. Next to the clear spring is the Zhuquan Temple, which has been isolated from the world for many years, and is the place where the strange trio came to practice.

The little stone hid in the bamboo forest and fell asleep soundly. The corners of his mouth were crystal clear as if he was thinking of delicious food.

In the vegetable field, old Huixian, who was wearing patchwork and rags, carefully caught bugs on the vegetables. He caught the bugs and put them aside without the heart to kill them. The snake demon boy squatted in the vegetable field to catch mice. Fortunately, he ate the mice and saved the poor temple ruiner. The disciples, old and young, starved to death, and the rats were ruthless in eating the food.

Old Huixian was skinny and skinny, and his cloth shoes had holes in his toes and he had been wandering around for many years.

The little stone was sleeping soundly, when suddenly the sky shook and the earth shook! The birds in the bamboo forest screamed and flew into the sky in shock!

The bamboo leaves rustled, and the small stones jumped up and banged against the thick bamboo. He shook his head and ran towards the ruined temple, shouting as he ran.

"It's a disaster! It's a disaster! The mountains are shaking with anger~"

In the vegetable garden.

Old Huixian's heart skipped a beat and he secretly thought it was not good! Jumping straight to the ruined temple with an agility that was inappropriate for his age, the cobra boy followed behind with the mouse, and the little Zhuquan Temple bird flying man jumped and the snake demon ran away.

One old and one young, two young masters and apprentices with stubbled heads have only one purpose: to hold on to the door and make sure it doesn't fall down.

It has been a long time since the last big-scale renovation. Without Bailong... Bailong would not be able to make any money with his help. It would take decades for him to bear the pain and choose a major renovation, but he still couldn't bear it. Zhuquan Temple can only make do with it. It is all made of bamboo and wood. The snake demon boy chops bamboo, and the master and apprentice take turns making furniture to maintain the repairs.

After finally holding on to the rotten and broken wooden door, the ground shook even more intensely!

In a small town in the distance, the townspeople stood outside their houses and pointed in the direction of the Bamboo Sea. They saw that somewhere the bamboo forest mountains suddenly rose up, and finally broke out of new mud. The bamboo forest mountains where the legendary haunted Zhuquan Temple is located slowly floated into the sky...

Like a floating island rising into the sky, you can vaguely see the dilapidated Zhuquan Temple in the bamboo forest, as well as three busy figures in front of the temple gate.

"Fairy...Fairy!"

"The Immortal Family bless my grandson in peace~"

"Old god, please show mercy and save my wife...she is a good person..."

Thinking it was a miracle, all the people rushed to kneel down and worship. Anyone who saw this scene had to kneel down and call him grandpa. Little did he know that the old monk of the fairy island in the sky was busy protecting the broken door and did not notice the current situation. It could not collapse anymore. It was too poor. Even the temple The statues here are all made of mud by myself.

The Bamboo Forest Island rises slowly, and large and small pieces of soil are constantly falling away from the edges.

Below, groundwater gushes out of the deep pit left by the Fairy Island after it flew up, filling it up into a lake.

The snake demon boy walked to the edge of the floating island and was stunned.

The mouse fell from its mouth and swirled from the edge to the murky lake below. Looking at the dilapidated town in the distance, it was getting farther and farther away, and it was at a loss.

"Boss Bai, I must be crazy..."