The wind and rain are ...... Mad!!!

"Whoa!"

The land of southern Xinjiang can be described as a place where millions of mountains are continuous, at this moment the sky is cloudy, bursts of thunder crossed, and when the rumbling loud sound spreads in all directions, the blood rain of beans is pouring down from the sky, and it goes straight to the earth.

Such a scene, such a rain of blood that enveloped the entire land of southern Xinjiang, is like the sky and the earth, crying bitterly!

"Whoa!"

The cold rain of blood hit his face, and it hurt like a knife. At the same time, the cold was so cold that all the creatures in southern Xinjiang under the rain felt as if they were about to be frozen.

And at this moment, a whole hour has passed since the blood rain began to fall and the blood tribulation in southern Xinjiang began.

In this hour, the beast god led millions of Qin Alliance monks to walk through the blood rain, and they couldn't get out of the ...... Just a hundred miles!!

You must know that a hundred miles is usually a long way, and for many monks, it can be completed in almost a moment.

However, now, in the blood rain that could isolate all spiritual energy, they did not dare to use the true yuan, so they had to walk. In this way, the speed is almost like a turtle.

Moreover, the blood rain pouring all over the sky did not have any tendency to weaken at all, although it was still daylight, but the blood clouds in the sky were low, and the blood qi was shrouded in green clouds, making the huge southern territory like a late night, and it was almost impossible to reach out to the five fingers.

"Ahem!"

As he moved forward, the beast god's face was indifferent and casual.

It's just that the weird duel between him and Zhao Kuangyin before had already seriously injured him, so much so that under the cold and bloody rain at this moment, he couldn't stop coughing, and his face was pale.

And the invading power from the Fuxi Guqin is even more incredible, it has been lingering in the body of the beast god at the moment, Rao is his deep cultivation, and he can suppress it temporarily, but every step he takes, he can't help but feel pain into the bone marrow.

It was so painful that the beast god really wanted to lie on the ground and fall asleep in spite of everything.

It's just that the clarity that he deliberately kept in his mind kept telling him that he must go, and he must take these millions of Qin Alliance monks to enter the Qin Kingdom safely.

Because, for him, whether it is pain or death, it is not comparable to ...... The word commitment.

A thousand years ago, he forgot to promise. And at this moment, he will never forget.

So he endured it, led the endless monks, and walked in the rain of blood.

"Whoa!"

The blood rain is like a pour, and he frantically pours into the world, as if he wants to use this endless blood color to wash away the ugliness of this world.

At this moment, 'bang bang bang', in the pitch-black blood, several strange sounds came out, as if something heavy had fallen.

"Whew!"

As soon as the voice was heard, the beast god and Mo Ranzi and several other sect giants did not hesitate to waste the power of the true yuan, and arrived in an instant, and then they saw more than a dozen sect cultivators with low cultivation falling in a pool of blood.

Looking at it, those fallen monks are all extremely low monks, and at this moment, they can't resist the invasion of the cold and bloody rain in the sky, and their true yuan is exhausted, and they can't support it.

At this moment, they were lying in the blood that almost covered their chests, gasping for breath and their eyes were confused, like dying people, trying to draw spiritual energy from the air.

However, the power of the blood rain and the blood tribulation in southern Xinjiang are too weird, and when they fall, they not only corrode the aura of heaven and earth, but also seem to never dissolve, penetrating deep into the bone marrow.

In this way, without monstrous cultivation and supreme combat power, it is impossible to resist at all.

Soon, the monks who fell, their breathing slowly weakened, and their faces became blue because of the cold, only the faint white breath exhaled from the corners of their mouths proved that they still had a faint vitality.

Seeing such a scene, Guo Xuefu in the Qin State Alliance couldn't bear it in her heart, and when her beautiful eyes were lowered, she turned her hand, and there were already several high-grade spirit stones in her palm.

The next moment, when she transported the true yuan, she was going to urge the spirit stone to make the spiritual energy emanate, and she wanted to save these alliance disciples.

"Forget it!"

It's just that before she moved, the beast god had already opened his mouth in a cold voice, and at the same time raised his hand to stop her!!

"You can't save them! Even if you use spirit stones as a medium to rescue them, they will definitely not be able to support them for long. So, you still keep your true yuan and think about yourself!"

In the midst of the words, the beast god's face was shrouded in a blood-colored chill, and he looked extremely indifferent.

When Guo Xuefu heard this, her delicate body shook, as if she had been thinking for a long time. Finally, she sighed and put away the spirit stone in her hand.

Indeed, under the blood rain that can isolate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, except for the spirit stones that can be absorbed, everything else can only rely on oneself.

And these disciples with low cultivation are not good at all for the true element and aura control in their bodies. In this way, even if someone infuses them with billowing aura, they will not be able to check it for long, and they will eventually die tragically under the rain of blood.

"Save ...... Help me !!"

The monks who fell in the rain of blood stretched out their dark palms like ghost hands one by one, and groaned in despair in a low voice. They are still young, and they don't want to die yet.

It's just that there is silence in the middle of the words!

"Let's go, there's still a long way to go!"

The beast god has lived for a thousand years, and he has long been downset about life and death, so he turned around indifferently and strode away.

"Let's go!"

Mo Ranzi also looked around, looking at the despair and helplessness on the faces of the alliance disciples around him, and then snorted.

"Remember, in this world where you can't help yourself, no one can help you. You are the only ones who can keep you alive...... Yourself!"

As the words fell, his old body suddenly straightened up, and then took the lead.

"Whoa!"

The wind and rain are still wild, and the sky is pouring blood and rain, ruthlessly pouring into the earth, as if to turn this whole world into a ruthless, unrighteous and lifeless ocean of blood.

Under this apocalyptic scene, there were millions of Qin Alliance monks forming a long dragon team, and none of them spoke, silently walking under the rain of blood.

Along the way, people kept falling, people constantly struggling in the sea of blood, and then slowly turned into cold corpses, swallowed by the merciless sea of blood.

It's just that, as if extremely tacit, or rather accepting the cruel reality, for those fallen companions, no one reached out to help.

All the monks had a firm look in their eyes, and they knew that the only one who could help them at the moment was themselves.

And the fallen monks, when they were dying, did not complain at all, they were silent, and slowly turned into a corpse abandoned in the stormy and bloody world.

Heaven and earth are not kind, and all things are dogs!

This is reasonable, and it may have been revealed at this moment...... Undoubtedly!

PS: Then please guess your majesty, who will come out next???

(End of chapter)