Ju Lue didn't understand why he was so angry, so he just said: "I will send someone to investigate afterward."

Xiao Jinwu thought of something and sneered slightly. His eyes flicked over the face of Weaver Shadow, but he saw that she was lost in thought again, and her attention seemed not to be here.

Weaver Ying was indeed in a trance, and no one knew better than her that this disaster was not over yet, and the crux was not the water beasts nor the floods.

She bowed her head and looked at the palm of her right hand.

That line is still chaos.

"No need to worry." Xiao Jinwu held her hand and whispered.

Weaver Ying regained consciousness and smiled at him.

"Several of you, do you need my help in any way?"

At first the sound was still far away, but when the sound faded, the person was already in front of me.

It's still the same pair of gleaming purple eyes, and the dark patterned ink robe, but there is a trace of blood in the purple eyes, and a layer of water mist is condensed on the ink robe.

Seeing him coming, Ju Lue added a hint of solemnity to his face: "Has the flood spread to the East China Sea?"

Ji Li looked calm, nodded and said, "The flood destroyed the Guixu plank road. I asked my father for orders to go out to find the source. I wanted to stop the flood. I didn't want to go against the current to find you here. I saw you."

With a glance, his eyes naturally fell on Zhi Ying and Little Golden Crow. Looking at their clasped hands, Ji Li remembered the Golden Flower Oath a few days ago. His expression was a little subtle, and he turned to look at Ju Lue, who had a calm face.

, was silent, and then got down to business: "Emperor of Heaven, this flood..."

Before he could finish his words, a loud bang could be heard almost without any gaps.

Everyone's expressions changed, and their eyes all turned to one place.

Dozens of rows of ice walls erected on the sea collapsed one by one, and the flood swept in again, with a thick and thin layer of violence. Countless flesh and blood rushed up high and fell heavily, and the thick bloody smell made people dizzy.

Qingzhong unsheathed his sword and slashed it down with Zhan Leng's sword energy!

Immediately afterwards, a piece of scorching golden light fell on the place where the sword mark fell, forming a flood barrier. The disciples behind them all used their strength, and hundreds of white lights mixed with various kinds of divine light shot in one after another. Layer after layer, the golden sun pattern healed.

See the beauty and complexity, tightly blocking the torrent.

The waves rolled up in mid-air and fell backwards. After several repeated waves, they accumulated a height of ten feet on the barrier.

Then a huge cloud pattern took shape, and with the force of wind and thunder, it suddenly pressed against the turbulent sea. The force caused clothes to fly, and broken pearls splashed wildly.

——The town is calm!

The elder of the Frost Snow Clan was dumbfounded, and then he blew his beard with excitement and reminded loudly: "Sir Qing Yun, there are still disciples below who have not been able to escape——"

"With their meager cultivation, coming up can only be of no help, so they should rest down below!"

Little Jin Wu didn't even look back, and impatiently interrupted the slightly sharp voice behind him.

"You evil spirit is so arrogant!"

The elder of the Frost Snow Clan was about to explode with rage.

This time, the Buzhou Mountain incident happened suddenly. The Shuangxue tribe who was guarding Buzhou Mountain had been resisting the flood here. Most of the people trapped underwater by the severe ice were disciples of the tribe. There were even some tribesmen whose bones were not yet cold, but now people are saying that they are

He was doing a disservice and left them to fend for themselves under the water. How could he, as an elder, not be angry?

Seeing that this elder had the potential to fight against Little Golden Crow, Zhi Fei Shang Shen quickly spoke out to persuade him to make peace: "Okay, okay, let each of you speak less. The flood is ahead. Please put the overall situation first."

The elder suddenly flicked his sleeves and let out a loud "hum", but was ignored by Xiao Jinwu. To be precise, Xiao Jinwu ignored him after saying what he said before, but stared at the barrier.

The water level keeps rising.

In just this moment, it had climbed to nearly fifty feet.

Zhiying suddenly turned around to leave, but Little Golden Crow grabbed her arm, raised her head to meet his eyes, and asked her in a low and sweet voice: "Where are you going?"

Just as she was about to speak, someone shouted: "The flood has slowed down!"

Zhi Ying was secretly startled, suddenly turned his head and looked in the direction of the barrier, and then froze.

The water level rises and falls, gradually slowing down the upwelling trend.

How is it possible that the mountain has collapsed?

Xiao Jinwu let go of her arm and held her hand tightly: "Xiaoying, when the flood stops, we can go home soon."

Zhi Ying stared back blankly, looking at the smile on his face. Inexplicably, that uneasy feeling came up again. His eyes inadvertently passed over the fingertips of the little golden crow, and saw a piece of simple tangled branches with a faint silver glow.

Flash, the pupils suddenly shrank.

She stared at the little golden crow, and her heart sank.

Little Jinwu asked her with a smile: "What's wrong?"

As his eyes fell, Zhiying shook his head as usual.

"Why did it suddenly get dark again?" someone shuddered.

"It's not that the sky is getting darker, it's that the floods are getting darker!"

This time, there was no need to look. Weaver Shadow also felt the change in light and stared outside the barrier.

The flood surged and gradually became black, like spilled ink thrown into a water tank, from light to strong, gradually becoming the color of ink.

No, the current situation is very wrong.

Someone behind him said in a deep voice: "I'll go take a look, you guys stay here!"

Following the sound, a sharp sword light passed by him.

Everyone was shocked: "Your Majesty——!"

Ju Lue had already arrived in front of the barrier. After a while, he came back with a gloomy face and only said two words.

"turbid breath."

For turbid breath, purification is the top and suppression is the bottom.

Among all the people present, when it comes to the art of purification, no one can practice it better than the Lord God of the Yun Clan, who is uniquely blessed by nature.

Often at this time, Shadow Weaver would come forward without being asked, just like he did in Youdu and Zhaoyao Mountain.

Her achievements last time were wiped out by him, and the achievements last time were attributed to the Shadow Lieutenant who died in battle. This time, in full view of everyone, it was her turn to shine and become the most dazzling goddess in the world.

Ju looked around for a moment, but couldn't find a piece of her clothes. He only saw Xiao Jinwu staring at a piece of Bailian in his hand, his face turning green and white, and the veins on his forehead bulging out, looking very angry.

Ju Lue frowned, she left? At this time? No, something must have happened!

As if to prove that his guess was correct, with this thought, Little Golden Crow lifted Bai Lian into a long body and disappeared on top of the dark clouds.

Ju raised his head slightly and looked into the boundless darkness.

What happened?

No one noticed when Zhi Ying left, and now Little Golden Crow left without saying goodbye. Everyone was puzzled, but not too worried.

Because they all remembered the news about the Sun God Clan and the Yun Clan that had been announced before.

Especially the pile of scrap copper and iron and broken flowers and leaves in Siyun Temple. It is said that they are the traces left by the golden-armored divine guard and the main god of the Flower God Clan who were killed here. There is also the scene where the two of them collaborated to cast spells to suppress the flood just now...

Tsk tsk, these two people are so powerful that there is no need for others to worry. Worrying is useless, so they gradually stopped thinking and looked at the present, only to see the demon prince volunteering very friendly: "Emperor of Heaven, I am here to purify."

I have made some achievements in this technique, so I might give it a try."

Ju Lue is an extremely rational and restrained person. Although his mood has fluctuated slightly in the past two days, he knows his identity and the responsibilities he bears, so he never misses a thing.

Whether it was due to the alliance between the New Heaven Realm and the demons, or whether the gods and demons were both trapped by the flood, he had no reason to refuse this help: "Then I will give you Lao Ji Lijun."

With all the demons gone, the gods naturally have to defend their territory.

The elder of the Frost Snow Clan who was almost angry to death by Little Golden Crow also came forward and said that the magic he practiced also had a purifying effect, and then came a group of disciples and heavenly soldiers...

There was some progress in purifying the turbid breath here, and the messenger lightsaber flew straight into Ju Lue's hand, but it came from Xuan Ge.
Chapter completed!