In this great change, only mortals, those who have never practiced Buddhism, have no reaction. They cannot understand the pain of being baptized by such a thunderous calamity.
When they looked at the people struggling in pain, they were frightened and horrified.
Some people were so frightened that they fainted, while others blocked their ears and watched helplessly.
Xiao Jingye and Chu Linyu also felt pain. The lightning was bombarded. They tried to avoid it, but they couldn't.
This piece of heaven and earth, within a small area, seems to have become a scene of tribulation.
All monks were bombarded by lightning strikes.
Some people responded in time and barely escaped this catastrophic disaster, while others panicked and were struck to death by lightning as soon as they turned around.
Everyone present, except Xie Lingyan, was suffering from different serious injuries from lightning strikes.
Yes, thunder and lightning chase the monk.
Several people accidentally bumped into each other, and the thunder and lightning that chased them with their claws and fangs directly packed them into a ball, and then an even bigger thunder and lightning rumbled down, and they were instantly burnt on the outside and tender on the inside.
The elders of the sect, those who were highly advanced in cultivation, tried to set up a barrier to save them, but the barrier was opened and the thunder and lightning struck even more violently.
With deafening thunder, one after another chased down, directly breaking the thin barrier, and then an old man was directly hacked to death on the spot.
The elders were so frightened that their faces were as pale as earth. They no longer cared about their disciples, younger generations, and relatives. They hurriedly set up barriers to protect themselves.
Xie Lingyan turned to look at these people who were in dire straits. She had no sympathy. She just wanted to save her grandma.
But the ordinary people standing far away were trapped in one place by Dao Yun and could not escape at all.
When Xie Lingyan took a step forward, the Tao realm that trapped them shrank in size, as if she was going to crush them into biscuits alive.
Xie Lingyan saw those ordinary people bleeding from their mouths and noses, and some even fell to the ground and rolled on the ground with their heads in their hands. Once they touched the edge of the Dao realm where they were trapped, they were immediately killed.
Xie Lingyan did not dare to go any further.
She turned around and looked at Xiao Shengxuan in the distance.
He still stood there, just watching indifferently.
Xiao Shengxuan said, "Kill them so you can save your grandma."
Xie Lingyan froze. Do you want to kill these thousands of people just to save grandma?
She looked up at the tall and majestic city gate, but she couldn't see her grandma.
And Su Minyi threw Ji Rongzhao down.
When Ji Rong's mandrill fell, a bolt of thunder and lightning struck with its fangs and claws.
"Grandma." Xie Lingyan hurriedly flew over to pick her up.
Suddenly, the thunder and lightning that originally hit him shrank back when it saw that figure.
But not a moment later, a bigger thunder light came in pursuit.
Ninety-nine thunder tribulations directly turned into one.
The huge thunder and lightning was like a big hand, covering it from the sky.
Xiao Shengxuan stood watching from a distance. His figure, as white as light and mist, gradually became thinner and became less clear.
He thought, I was the one who was abandoned.
It was obviously the most desperate answer, but there was no trace of emotion on his face. Maybe it was because he was so depressed.
When he raised his hand, a thin and bright barrier enveloped the sea of people.
Xiao Jingye, Chu Linyu and Lan Mingjue all turned their heads to look, not knowing which scene to watch:
On one side was Xie Lingyan's flying figure, and on the other side was the rumbling sound of the sky and the earth. It felt like the earth was about to be torn apart and destroyed.
Lan Mingjue told Xia Hong not to run around. He set up a barrier and barely protected the people around him. Some people found that stopping next to him could save their lives, so they all wanted to squeeze over. Of course, some monks also helped spread the rules.
Xia Hong stood there obediently and asked, "Master, what's going on?"
Lan Mingjue said, "I don't know either."
And Xiao Jingye said, "It is the spiritual energy of Cangyu Continent that has been lost, and the turbid energy has corroded the world."
Chu Linyu said, "Don't talk nonsense. If spiritual energy is lost, where can it go?"
Xiao Jingye said, "Aura is invisible and can only be transformed and used by humans."
"Where it goes is naturally to the people who need it."
And where do others need it, but the people of Cangyu Continent have no right, qualifications and are not worthy to absorb it?
Maybe everyone present is not worthy of using this spiritual power.
Yes, I am talking about all the monks and laypeople present.
The beauty of heaven and earth, the spirit of spirit.
The sun and moon of essence.
Anger in the world.
God sleeps with man.
The reason why humans are human beings is why cultivating immortals is contrary to heaven.
That is to break the rules and create something extraordinary.
But if the routine is broken, it will inevitably cause the heaven and earth to become unbalanced, and the result of the imbalance will be that the sky and the earth will lose their color, and the mountains will collapse and the earth will crack.
What Can Ling did back then was to transform chaos and create Hongmeng, and only then did Cangyu Continent become what it is today.
Today, Hongmeng Chaos is released, and the spiritual power accumulated between heaven and earth is eroded.
It is said that the virtual realm of Cangyu Continent is actually an abyss that absorbs spiritual power. When people breathe, the heaven and earth naturally breathe.
The spiritual power released by the virtual realm will always be recovered.
Thousands of years ago, the virtual realm spit out its spiritual power and made everyone extraordinary today. Thousands of years ago today, it drew back the spiritual power it released into its palms and stored it on its own.
This is the catastrophe recorded in history books.
Maybe it took too long, and many people thought it was a rumor and thought it was not true.
Only those who believe it and pass it down from generation to generation for future generations to remember will always take precautions in time when disaster strikes.
Today, it is the sentient beings in Cangyu Continent who are causing the disaster on their own, and they should also bear the pain of this disaster.
Xiao Shengxuan once lived far away from this devastated land. His experience was similar to that of Xie Lingyan, and even more miserable.
So when he left, he left nothing behind and had no nostalgia.
Of course, despite his unwillingness, he finally left a few words to the Xiao family, with the purpose of warning future generations.
Therefore, Xiao Jingye, who is well-read, knew a little bit. He didn't believe it when he first saw it, but today, after experiencing and witnessing the earth shaking, he believed it.
There is a way in heaven and earth.
There is destiny in the world.
Unless he is the creator, then right and wrong can be proven by the turning of his palms.
Xiao Jingye looked at Xiao Shengxuan in the distance, always feeling that this man in white clothes and white hair was related to the Xiao family.
Over there, Xie Lingyan received her grandma as she wished. Seeing that the group of ordinary people below who had no power to bind a chicken were about to be crushed by the gradually shrinking Dao realm space, she hugged her grandma with one hand and palmed her down with the other.
The Taoist realm that trapped the people was shattered.
The sharp weapon that splintered like shards of glass fell apart.
And Xiao Shengxuan in the distance shook suddenly.
Xie Lingyan looked up and saw his figure gradually disappearing.
Wen Jinyan suddenly appeared, and he threw the already damaged sapphire sky.
The guqin created a barrier and then helped Xie Lingyan and her grandma fall to the ground.
From the sky, thunder and lightning roared and struck from all directions.
Xiao Shengxuan looked at the figure in the distance. He sighed helplessly. When he raised his hand, bright and flawless light slowly flowed on his fingertips. The disciples of the sect were all watching every move of this man in white clothes and white hair.
Especially Zhuo Qingxuan, he felt that this man with white clothes and white hair, who looked like an immortal and a god, looked similar to his master.