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The dull and loud noise traversed the sky, and the momentum even overwhelmed the thunder in the sky.

Alsophila spinulosa hanging in the sky instinctively looked down, and the pupils shrank suddenly.

I saw hundreds of whirlpools rising abruptly from the surface of the river. The whirlpools were big or small, fast or slow, like a hundred-eyed giant opening his eyes,

The monks who were standing on the river embankment and destroying the embankment felt a strong earthquake before they recovered from the tinnitus caused by the huge explosion.

Some quick-response monks immediately flew into the air to avoid the earthquake,

And those monks who reacted a bit slower, or who had no ability to fly, staggered and fell to the ground. Either fall into the cracks in the rock formation, or be swept away by the torrent, and disappear in the turbulent water.

The river embankment completely collapsed, and the Yellow River roared and rushed down the embankment. The foam at the front lined up in a straight line, like a white horse, charging towards the dilapidated city.

This time, not only the buildings were destroyed and flattened, but even the soil layer was moving. The violent vibration and water erosion caused large-scale soil liquefaction.

The buildings a little further away take the square city as the unit, flowing and drifting as a whole, and finally rolling and toppling.

"What the hell is going on?"

Shang Yang, suspended in the sky, swallowed, the entire Xingzhou City couldn't see its original appearance at all, only some ruins could be vaguely seen in the vast yellow water.

Feng He, who was wearing armor and remained silent from the beginning to the end, finally spoke at this time, and said in a low and rough voice: "It's over."

As Feng He said, the most dangerous flood peak is passed in such a way,

This also means that that person can finally free up his hands.

In the sky, Lian Xuanxiao flicked his left hand, and the vast rune force distorted the earth, cracking the surface of the earth.

The water of the Wanjun River engulfs the broken walls and pours into it, forming large or small eddies, leading to the bottomless darkness.

The monstrous torrent that could have submerged several places and caused the displacement of millions of people has gradually diminished and shrunk at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The lamp of life has gone out, the ape old man is dead and cannot be rescued."

Alsophila spinulosa's expression changed several times, and she immediately made a decision, took off the hosta on her head, and swiped in the air, "Let's go!"

Hum——

Wherever the tip of the hairpin passed, there was a burst of ripples in the air, accompanied by a strong surge of spiritual energy, forming a translucent tunnel of more than a thousand meters.

At the end of the corridor, there is a vast desert.

The scorching sun hangs high in the desert, and through the blurry hot air flow, only continuous sand dunes and complex talisman arrays buried between the sand dunes can be seen.

The hosta of Cymphila spinulosa, named Huangsha Xingji, is an alienated object unearthed in the Western Regions. It is impossible to test the owner for the first time. Its effect is to open a teleportation array and lead to any desert in the world.

And the majestic talisman formation waiting to be activated was a bright deterrent—people other than Zhao Ming passed through the passage, and the only end would be to be bombarded and turned into scum.

Everyone in Zhaoming stepped into the corridor one after another, their figures gradually blurred, including Ya Jiu, who was lying in ambush on the surface, also walked out of the collapsed building, flew into the air, and walked into the corridor together.

The last dozens of slaves who were still alive realized that Zhao Ming was going to run away, so they took off regardless of everything, rushed towards the corridor, and shouted: "Take us!"

"Please! We were born and died for Zhaoming!"

"Take us for a ride, Yu Guo will not let us go!"

These slaves participated in the destruction of the dam, and they had a blood feud with Yu State. If they fell into the hands of the Zhenfusi, even death would be a luxury.

"Go away! You are also worthy?"

Fei Lian spat. These monks have been locked up underground all year round to dig tunnels. No matter how vicious they were before, after several years of suffering, they have lost their fighting spirit and state of mind, and it is difficult to break through in practice.

Yan Fu, who was beside him, was even more straightforward. He punched out a slave monk who was trying to hitch a ride and escape from here.

The meaning is obvious, let these slaves run away in order to distract the attention of Zhen Fusi and Xue Gong, and buy time for Zhaoming to evacuate.

"Take them with you,"

Ya Jiu said suddenly: "Maybe it will be useful in the future."

Fei Lian frowned, seeing that Cynthias spinosa hadn't made a statement, he stopped talking and waved his hand to signal Yan Fu to let him go.

Seeing this, a group of slaves rushed into the corridor immediately, with a grateful expression on their stiff faces.

The blurring of the corridor continues,

The skyline in the far distance has already lit up with a white rainbow of sword energy——Luoyang's Academy and Zhenfu Division have received news that they will arrive here soon.

The only one left on the scene who had not evacuated was Jun Qianzi.

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He looked at the collapsing land and the slowly shrinking torrent, but there was not much anger or anger on his face, only a little surprise.

"My nephew, killed Yuansou and collapsed the river bed?"

Jun Qianzi recovered from his astonishment, shook his head with a smile and said, "It seems that he still underestimated him."

"We all underestimated him."

More than a thousand meters away, in the center of the most noisy and violent wind and thunder, Lian Xuanxiao said calmly with a calm expression.

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As the strong wind blew, Lian Xuanxiao's sleeves swayed violently, exposing his right arm.

The arm that was already pitch-black and skinny like charcoal was even more tragic at this time.

The skin was missing, and the dried tendons and dark red blood lines were exposed, making one wonder how such an arm could still move.

The five declines of heaven and man are not limited to the arms,

The dark red blood flowed along the arms, spread to other limbs and torso, and the skin continued to turn into glowing powder, blowing away with the wind. Like crystal clear dust.

"Is it worth it?"

Jun Qianzi stared at the dust blown by the wind and said regretfully.

The five declines of heaven and man are a threshold that has blocked all monks throughout the ages. It cannot be crossed, but can only be delayed.

Lian Xuanxiao once reached the realm of Linyuan, and he has seen the scene at the other end of the line, just like people like Taoist, Buddha, and Haotian Prophet.

Even if the five declines of heaven and man have come, as long as he uses less cultivation and devotes himself to meditation, he can still extend his lifespan and procrastinate for a longer time.

But he went against the sky again and again.

Until now, his decayed body has been overwhelmed, and the decline that originated from the soul can no longer be concealed.

The pain he suffers every moment surpasses any kind of mortal torture.

"Isn't it worth it?"

Lian Xuanxiao asked back.

The floods did not take away all hope. The water in the ocean was full and ebbed, and the signs of life appeared again.

The people floating on the water were clasping planks, and the top of the ruins of the building yelled for help.

On the hills far away, the survivors were indistinct, using simple tools such as wooden sticks and fishing nets to rescue other people who drifted down the river.

"Jun! Qian! Son!"

Fei Lian's shout sounded from below, and several monks from Zhen Fu Division had already arrived, attacking Zhao Ming desperately, trying to interrupt the teleportation tunnel.

More and more monks' auras also appeared on the horizon, from far to near.