Around the second update of the night on October 16, 635, the villagers of Jinghu Village were awakened by the continuous rumbling thunder, and walked out of their homes, standing in the clean and tidy courtyard, looking towards the direction of the Laozu Peak: the night sky was as clear as a wash, the moon above its head was round, without a trace of clouds, but the sky in the north was red, and the thunder that refused to stop came from there.

The villagers whispered through the fence. Even at this time, they seemed polite. Whether adults or children, they would definitely wear their clothes as long as they walked out of the house.

"Is the immortals of Laozu Peak casting spells again?" An old man asked. He lived in the village all his life and had never left the valley. He was full of gratitude and awe for the Taoists.

"There was no such a big noise in the casting of spells before, and it was so noisy that people couldn't sleep." said the boy from the neighbor's house.

"An ungrateful brat." The old man raised his crutch and slapped the young man talking through the fence. "Old Zufeng bless our Jinghu Village with good weather every year. If you occasionally make some noise, you will be unhappy."

The boy hid and said, "I'm not unhappy, but... Uncle Lingsheng is back, what he says."

Zhang Lingsheng gave up his identity as a disciple of Pangshan two years ago and married into Jinghu Village. Now even his child is over one year old. He first felt that there was something strange about the thunder in the north, so he went to the Yingguan house to inquire about the situation. There were Taoist priests in charge of the affairs, and many new disciples of Pangshan who arrived in advance.

"Don't panic, everyone, go back and rest." Zhang Lingsheng said while running, "The sound in the north may be that the Taoist priests of the Old Ancestor Peak are killing monsters. This is a big battle, and all the nine Daotongs have participated."

"What am I talking about? The immortals in the Ancestor Peak control the overall situation. This has been the case for many years, and there is nothing to make a fuss..." The old man nagged and walked back to the room. The other villagers looked at it for a while and went back to the house one after another.

Zhang Lingsheng hurried into his yard, pushed the door open into the room, and his wife followed behind him with the baby in her arms, "Isn't it okay? Your face..."

Zhang Lingsheng's face was pale. In fact, he didn't know what the red light and thunder were in the north. The Taoist priest at the hotel house knew nothing about this, and he used the voice transmission incense burner to contact the old ancestor peak. This was something that had never happened before. "Pack up the things, let's... go to the fairy gathering for the night."

"Why?" The wife was still a little shy in her surprise. She remembered the days when she had a private meeting at the Xianrenji Inn, but now it is midnight. There is a child in her arms who will wake up at any time, and she has no idea about love and love.

"Don't ask more questions, just clean up and leave now."

My wife understood the serious situation, "Do you want to remind the people in the village, my parents..."

"No." Zhang Lingsheng hurriedly stopped him. "Maybe I'm thinking too much, don't talk nonsense, let's make people laugh. When someone asks me, he will say we'll go to Baizhangcheng to buy things."

The wife reluctantly stuffed the child to Zhang Lingsheng. "It's even more funny to go out in the middle of the night." But she still obeyed her husband's arrangements to pack up her things.

"Just bring a few clothes."

The thunder was still not extinguished. The red light in the sky became more and more powerful, and it seemed to be approaching the south again. Zhang Lingsheng had not made any progress in his practice for many years. At this moment, he had a very clear premonition. He felt that this was the feeling that only a few high-level Taoist priests should have. "Go quickly." His voice trembled, and he ran in front with his child in his arms. His wife was carrying a small baggage, infected by her husband's emotions, and her steps were a little messy.

Even so, Zhang Lingsheng never thought of reminding other villagers that he could not bear the premonition of the mistake being ridiculed.

The residents of Xianrenjiji were also alarmed by the thunder and ran to the streets to look north.

Veteran Mr. Pan San still lives in the inn and runs out with the crowd. Since he participated in a ceremony of the Ancient God Cult more than three years ago, he has been feeling listless and has been much slower in his reaction. However, looking at the red light in the sky, the sensitivity cultivated by the war for many years is slowly recovering.

"That's not the magic of the Taoist priests." The veteran shouted loudly, attracting half of the street's attention, "That's the magic! That's the magic!"

The crowd was startled and quickly calmed down. A voice said, "How is that possible? That's Pangshan, where the immortals live. I have never heard of immortals going to the north to kill monsters. When did there be any incident of demons killing them? This must be the immortal Pangshan is casting spells."

Mr. Pan San did not argue. He participated in the war between Taoist priests and the demon clan. Although the Xuanfu Army only acted as an auxiliary force to surround the demon clan deserters, he knew no less about magic than Taoist priests.

"Someone is coming to Jinghu Village, they must know what's going on." Someone shouted.

Once he gave up his practice, Zhang Lingsheng's physique also declined a lot. He held the baby in his arms and ran out of breath for more than ten miles, but he still left his wife far behind, "Live in the hotel, I'll stay in the hotel." Faced with the numerous inquiring voices and gazes, he pretended to be relaxed, "I don't know what the red light in the north is..."

The road was stopped, Zhang Lingsheng and Mr. Pan San looked at each other. They met in the inn and knew each other's names and identities, but they had never spoken. At this time, they had a clear understanding of each other and instantly understood the other's true thoughts.

Their approach was completely the opposite. Zhang Lingsheng knew that the Xianrenji Inn might not be safe, so he turned around and scolded his wife who was struggling, "Hurry up! I haven't seen you walk so slowly."

Mr. Pan raised his arms high and shouted: "That's a magic trick. Everyone should try to retreat as far as possible. In the battle of Taoist demons, mortals should not..."

The series of exclamations drowned the veteran's voice. In the dark night, a mountain-like giant flew from north to south, and was pitch black. If the moonlight on this night was not extremely bright, it would be almost impossible to see.

The crowd was stunned, including Mr. Pan San and Zhang Lingsheng, no one ran away, and they all looked at the sky in the north with breath, like a prisoner waiting for the final verdict.

Zhang Lingsheng's wife ran over deep and shallowly, and found that everyone looked different. She stopped and looked back and saw a huge monster smashing into the valley where Jinghu Village was located. She couldn't help but scream.

With this scream, the crowd dispersed and fled.

The giant smashed into the valley, and flames soared into the sky. The earth shook for hundreds of miles in a radius, and the thick black smoke quickly spread around. This also included the immortal gathering.

Mr. Pan San ran back to the inn at a speed that only young people could, took out the paper, wrote two letters in a talisman, and immediately released them with talismans. The two letters spread their wings and flew into the night sky like birds, one ran to Xijie City in the south, and the other flew to Laozu Peak. The latter letter was likely to not reach the destination. This was something that the veteran could not control. He did what he was responsibilities, and next, he wanted to save his life.

In the night, the crowd fled south along the official road, looking back frequently, not the fire and smoke in the sky. But their hometown, many people didn't even have time to bring out one or two extra clothes, so they set off in a hurry.

Not everyone is fleeing disaster.

Mu Xingqiu and others flew back to the Old Ancestor Peak, and caught up with a giant like a hill and flew towards Jinghu Village. Once it fell, no one in the village would be spared.

"What is that?" Xin Youtao was extremely frightened.

"Push it away. You can't let it hit Jinghu Village." Mu Xingqiu made a decision immediately.

Chen Hao looked up at the Old Ancestor Peak. They were already halfway up the mountain. They could fly back to Taiyuan after flying for a while. They had to fly further forward after saving Jinghu Village. "It's too big. We can't push it. Only the people on the Old Ancestor Peak have this ability."

Several people looked up at the same time. The giant figure was getting closer and closer. They could even see the faint flames inside, but no one on the Ancestor Peak responded.

"It's too late to find someone." Mu Xingqiu flew westward, and when he was far away, he felt a wave of heat coming. The huge creature was actually a huge fireball wrapped in something.

Chen Hao was right. Even if there were more than a dozen breath-taking Taoist priests coming to get this thing, there was no way to get this thing. Mu Xingqiu turned to Jinghu Village and flew to speed up, using his magic power, and the sound was like a loud bell. "Villagers, escape from the village quickly, don't bring anything immediately!"

Xin Youtao followed behind him and added, "We are Taoist priests of Laozu Peak."

Mu Xingqiu nodded to the prince. This sentence is very necessary. The villagers of Jinghu Village will only act immediately under the orders of the immortals.

Someone in the village ran out of the house and looked into the sky.

The huge monster landed in Jinghu Village. Mu Xingqiu could only do this and immediately turned around and flew to Laozu Fengtaiyuan, where there was something more important.

The others had already taken the lead, Chen Hao resisted the brown deer transformed by the demon queen on his shoulders. He was very honest and did not make any struggle because the bald man was controlling his actions.

Fangfang had not sent a voice through bald man for a while, and her last sentence was "The Wolf Demon is in the Instant Stage".

Yang Qingyin turned her head and looked at her, cursing a swear word, "What a big fireball, there is no such big thing in the Five Elements Spell."

The courtyard gate of the Taiyuan courtyard was still closed, and the courtyard wall composed of flowers and trees did not change. The colorful flowers emitted a soft glimmer, which seemed to be as usual. Yang Qingyin, who was leading the way, was too fast and could not close enough. She flew over the wall without being blocked or falling to the ground.

The spell prohibition of the Taiyuan Academy has disappeared.

Several people flew into the Taiyuan one after another, and at first glance, they noticed a thick stream of white smoke in the air about three feet above the ground, running straight to the top of the mountain from the southwest.

There were no people in the Taiyuan, and Taoist priests of all subjects seemed to have disappeared.

"Where have people gone?" Yang Qingyin asked in surprise.

"Look, what is that?" Xiao Qingtao pointed at a very tall human figure in the distance in horror.

It was a tall and thin human figure, with a bamboo pole and an extremely huge skeleton on its head.

"Zuo Liuying's big head!" shouted the bald man. He had been coveting this head for a long time and recognized it at a glance.

"Oh my God, its body is the Forbidden Secret Tower!" Xiao Qingtao shouted.

The skeleton has hands and feet, but its body still retains the shape of a tower. Every step he takes is falling bricks and stones, but it still looks like Kong Wu is powerful.

It was walking towards the top of the mountain and constantly sucking the white smoke across the Taiyuan along the way.

"Wolf demon, that's the wolf demon." Mu Xingqiu used his eyes and his eyes finally passed through the white smoke and saw the scene on the top of the mountain.

A huge black wolf was standing on the top of the mountain, looking up at the moon, silently waiting for the arrival of the Skeleton Tower people.

Yang Qingyin also saw the black wolf, "If this is Qi Wushang's demon body - then he is at least a thirty-foot giant demon!"

A loud bang came from behind, and the flames were like water spurted out by a giant whale, rising from Jinghu Village, half as high as the Old Ancestor Peak.

In the dark night in the north, more huge fireballs flew towards Pangshan.

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