Outside Of Time

The sea of ​​fire in the eastern part of the Jiyue Dayu, due to its particularity and hot environment, there are not many ethnic groups living here.

Among them, the Mirror Shadow Clan and Tianmian Clan are the main groups.

Because the Skyfire Crystal in the Sea of ​​​​Tianhuo is one of the many sacrifices designated by the Red Moon Temple, it often causes the overseas groups of Tianhuo to plunder.

In order to resist foreign enemies, the two races had to join forces, so the name of the alliance came into being.

There is also this holy city of two races.

This city has stood on the earth for thousands of years. It has experienced fires from heaven and sky again and again, protecting countless people of the two races.

Although it was destroyed in the middle, it was rebuilt in the end, so in the eyes of the two tribes, this city has far-reaching significance.

They believe that its existence has witnessed the history of the alliance between the two races in the past, and will continue to witness the future of the two races.

But for the lower groups in the Tianhuohai area, this is a city of despair, whether it is the human race or other hunted groups, in their hearts, this place is full of death and evil.

There are even more foreigners who died here than those sacrificed to the Red Moon Temple.

All this is due to the tyranny in the bones of the two races.

Living in the hopeless Moon Sacrifice Region, they like to see people who are already desperate look even more desperate.

It seems that only in this way can they have a sense of superiority and find the joy of life.

At this moment, although the city was filled with laughter and laughter, under the laughter, there were cries and wailing.

The sound of whipping, scolding, and slaughter echoed in every corner of the city.

The entire city was filled with blood, and countless bones were piled up outside every house.

It is not only the human race that becomes food.

Because of the bumper harvest this time, and because the number of sacrifices to the temple was sufficient, the excess became food and toys for the two clans.

These inferior ethnic groups can be bought by the people of the two races at will. They are worse than death and tortured. Most of them cursed that they could exchange their own death for the demise of the two races while suffering endless pain.

And this day, with the reverberation of the sky, arrived.

At this moment, in this cruel city, the cheering people of the two tribes stopped laughing and looked up at the distant sky in surprise.

At the edge of the sky, a huge sandstorm that spread for hundreds of miles turned into a huge shadow and was approaching.

Covering the sky and the sun, covering the sky, the momentum is amazing.

Not only is the area huge, but there are also countless lightning bolts traveling inside, the sound of explosions spread in all directions, and the earth was also affected, setting off endless wind and sand, which continuously circled around.

The dark sky also becomes distorted and blurred, and the thick heterogeneity originates from there, flooding the sky.

around.

It was so dark that it was shocking.

A huge figure can also be vaguely seen inside it.

Wearing a black robe, this figure was whistling from the sky, like a messenger of death who heard the curse of all living beings and came to the world.

This scene gradually attracted the attention of more and more monks from the two races, and soon the whole city became quiet.

And the national teacher of the Jingying clan who was offering sacrifices to Duanmuzang in the square also raised his head, and when he looked at the sky, a terrifying wave of spiritual consciousness rose from him.

Thunder roared in the sky, and a phantom figure the same size as the black-robed old woman in the sandstorm stood on top of the city.

"Stop!"

A gloomy and cold voice came out of his mouth, setting off endless thunder and rumbling.

At the same time, strands of spiritual consciousness also emanated from the holy city, locking onto the storm.

In these divine senses, there are three waves as powerful as the national teacher, who also transform into amazing figures between the heaven and the earth, watching the sandstorm with cold eyes.

These four figures exude fluctuations that belong to the spiritual treasure. Although the heavenly dao has not yet been born, the coercion at the enlightenment stage of cultivating the dao can still suppress all directions.

Duanmuzang, who was dying in the square, looked to the sky in the pain of body and mind.

He saw the vast sandstorm and the huge figure within it, and vaguely, there seemed to be a figure standing on top of that figure.

This figure does not look like a human race, but the Heitian race!

Gray skin, big head, full of sharp thorns.

And the majestic sandstorm was slowly approaching the holy city at this moment, and finally stopped ten miles away from the holy city amid the depression of the hearts and minds of the two tribes in the holy city.

Ten miles apart, it is difficult to isolate the roar from the sandstorm, nor can it prevent the spread of the drug ban within it.

As a result, patches of thin fog, like haze covering the moon, drifted over the holy city, making the protective array of the holy city sizzling and being corroded.

There was even more roaring and reverberating, deafening.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Above the Holy City, the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan spoke in a low voice, and raised his right hand with a wave.

The mist that filled the surroundings of the holy city suddenly rolled back one after another, but it did not dissipate completely, but gathered again after it dispersed.

This scene made the national teacher of the Mirror Shadow Clan sink in his heart, he frowned slightly, and looked ten miles away.

At this moment, in the sandstorm formed by the mist of drug prohibition ten miles away, the old lady of Linglun slowly walked out, showing Xu Qing standing on top of her head between the sky and the earth.

Xu Qing was expressionless, looking coldly at the holy city of the two races in front of him like a bird's nest, and transmitted his spiritual thoughts into his body Ding Yi San Er.

"You really don't want to eat?"

"Do not eat

Eat it or not, these are all sacrifices from Chimu, I dare not eat them, and they all contain curses, full of rotten smell, rotten meat, you eat it?"

The finger of the gods is plausible.

Xu Qing ignored it. On the way here, in order to prevent his purpose from being exposed, he inspired the Xuantian Yaoyue Pill that he had eaten when he and the captain went to the Shenglan Clan, and released the last part of the medicinal power of this pill in the body, turning it back into black. Celestial clan.

At this moment, he was staring at the holy city, raised his right hand, and pointed at the sky above the city.

Suddenly the sky rolled, and with the roar, a round of purple moon unexpectedly appeared out of thin air in this instant, rising above the holy city.

When the purple moon came to the world, the colors in all directions changed, and everything turned purple at this moment.

The sky is like this, the earth is like this, and that city is even more like this.

All eyes are purple!

The power of the gods spread and enveloped the world, and it contained a strong authority of the red mother, which surpassed all the angels from the level, like the arrival of the son of God, distorting the entire city and blurring the surroundings.

The thick heterogeneity breeds from the city, rises from all the buildings, and erupts from the people of the two clans, causing the whole earth to be in turmoil.

Countless sounds of inhalation, exclamation, and horror came from the populations of the two clans in the Holy City in an instant, their expressions changed drastically, and their minds set off monstrous waves.

The familiar feeling made many monks of the two races kneel down instinctively, their hearts trembling to the extreme.

And the same expression changed drastically, as well as the figures of the four spirits on the city.

Their minds, including the national teacher, fluctuated violently, the expressions on their faces could no longer be calm, and their eyes showed shock.

All living beings in the entire Moon Festival Continent contain the curse of the Red Moon in their bodies. This curse that has been contained in their blood for generations prevents them from leaving the Moon Festival Continent, and at the same time allows them to face the Red Moon Temple. Clearly feel the coercion from the gods.

It's just that on weekdays, this curse is like a deep sleep, and it will only break out when they try to escape from Jiyue.

But at this moment, the four spirit treasures and the two tribes in the city all felt the curse in the blood in their bodies and were recovering.

Although it was still far away from the eruption, this recovery seemed to pluck the strings of the cessation of life, echoing the sound of the death knell, which made them tremble extremely.

Ten miles away, Xu Qing, who was standing on top of the old woman of Linglun, watched all this, and slowly spoke the first words after arriving.

"All spirit treasures of the alliance of two races, come out immediately to pick them up!"

As soon as Xu Qing's words came out, the light of the purple moon shone suddenly, the power of the gods became stronger again, the world became more distorted, and everything was shaking. Some ordinary people of the two races in the city could no longer bear it and wailed.

Some of their bodies have begun to alienate, and the curse in their bodies is difficult to suppress, spreading

The whole body made screams and screams, and the body continued to wither.

All this made the people of the alliance of the two races terrified, and the four spirit treasures including the national teacher rushed out instinctively and went straight to Xu Qing.

In the royal palaces of the two clans, there were two more powerful fluctuations that soared into the sky in an instant.

That is the lord of the two clans, and also the ancestor of the two clans.

They both looked astonished, but they also had doubts in their hearts. There was still a difference between Ziyue and Hongyue, but the aura and that kind of divine power were exactly the same.

All this made them instinctively not dare to offend. After rushing out at this moment, they went straight to Xu Qing with the four cultivators. They didn't dare to get too close. They stopped a thousand feet away.

"Meet the Angel!"

The patriarchs of the two clans clasped their fists together with solemn expressions.

Xu Qing was expressionless. This was the first step in the only way he could think of for this trip on the way here.

Six people together!

This is not difficult, if you want to do it, you need to use the identity of the temple.

At this moment, the first step was completed, and the moment they bowed, the purple moon in the sky roared, floated above the six people, and suddenly fell towards them.

This is the second step.

Xu Qing knew that monk Lingzang was not a fool, especially as an ancestor, he should not be underestimated. His identity could be fooled at first, but there was no guarantee that there would be no accidents.

Therefore, there must be no delay, and a quick decision must be made when they are in doubt!

So the second step is to rely on the power of Ziyue to suppress them and make them appear in a trance for a moment.

At this moment, under Ziyue's suppression, the expressions of the six spiritual masters of the alliance of the two races changed again, and the curse power in their bodies was turbulent at this moment.

It's just that their cultivation base can support them to suppress the curse before it is completely detonated. At the moment when he was frightened and angry, Xu Qing pulled out the pointers of the five sundials in his body without hesitation!

This is the third step.

The trance time of the second step is not enough, the third step is needed to be blessed, and the opportunities for the fourth step will be opened!

At this moment, when the pointer was pulled out, the five sundials erupted with a time lag at the same time, making the time around the six spiritual treasures stagnate instantaneously.

In the next moment, the Canglong Heavenly Dao emerged, unfolded its majestic body, and swallowed the six spiritual treasures violently under the stagnation of the moment of stagnation against Ziyue's suppression.

Swallow all of these Six Cultivators and Ziyue into your mouth!

This is the fourth step of Xu Qing's plan.

But the price is extremely high.

Xu Qing's five sundials immediately collapsed and fell apart.

Xu Qing spat out big mouthfuls of blood, and his body was sluggish, but his cultivation base didn't decrease too much, because the life lamp transformed by his real blood was actually those five pointers!

The sundial comes from

The purple crystals, the previous experience in Tianhuohai, let Xu Qing understand that they can be recovered, but it will take time.

At this moment, with the help of the sundial, the fourth step in the plan is completed.

Ziyue disappeared, as did the six spirit treasures. The mosasaurus roared in pain, its body bulging, and roaring inside.

It doesn't last long.

Although it has a special formation and is blessed by the Dao of Heaven, it is still weak after all. Even with the help of Ziyue to suppress it, it is still difficult for it to trap the six spiritual treasures for a long time.

After all, Xu Qing's theocratic power is not enough in quantity, and it is difficult to completely detonate the curse of monk Lingzang.

He can only do this curse to wake up from a deep sleep.

But in fact, it is extremely amazing to be able to do this, because he is relying entirely on his own strength to pry, and the divine envoy uses himself as a container and borrows the power of the gods to achieve the same effect.

They look the same, but they are completely different in essence.

"Persist for a stick of incense!" Xu Qing said to Canglong, and then looked at the holy city. At this moment, the murderous intent in his eyes could not be suppressed, and it exploded into the sky.

With one step of his body, he went straight to the holy city, and his voice echoed in all directions.

"Mirror Shadow Clan members, a month ago, you dared to hurt my Heitian God Envoy, your crime should be punished, and your clan should be destroyed!"

After finishing speaking, Xu Qing suddenly raised his right hand and waved forward.

In an instant, a red lightning shot out of the mist behind Xu Qing and went straight to the holy city for protection.

The speed and victorious momentum set off a series of thunder reverberations.

Inside the red lightning is the Patriarch of the Vajra Sect, his eyes are red, and murderous intent spreads in his heart.

Following Xu Qing up to now, he used to act for Xu Qing, passively, but today he took the initiative to attack, and he wanted to avenge the dead audience!

Thinking of the eyes of those audiences, thinking of their voices, the Patriarch of Vajra Sect burst out with grief and indignation.

"kill!!"

The Patriarch of the Vajra Sect screamed, wrapped in the all-conquering **** fish bone, and in an instant approached the protection of the holy city, and stabbed fiercely at it at all costs!

The protection of the holy city has reached the point where it has run out of oil after the sky fire has just passed through the sky. Although it has been restored for several months, it has some power, but it is far from the heyday.

In the darkness at this moment, it was impossible to block the penetrating power of the fish bones from the gods. With the roaring sound, the fish bones surrounded by red lightning directly penetrated the protective light shield, and a small hole was broken in it. !

The appearance of this small hole formed a chain reaction, creating a large number of cracks, which spread rapidly to the surroundings.

And the formation of the holy city is indeed not bad, even though the weakness has been broken through holes, but the light is shining on it, and it is recovering.

But on the way Xu Qing came, he had already made up all his thoughts in his heart.

The preparation on the thread, almost at the moment when the ancestor of Vajra Sect penetrated and the formation recovered by itself, there was a loud noise from the sky.

A huge mountain peak appeared directly above the sky.

Seen from a distance, this mountain peak looks like a cross-legged meditating figure, whose appearance is exactly the same as that of Xu Qing, carrying two big dark worlds on his shoulders, exuding an astonishing coercion from his whole body.

It is Xu Qing's Ghost Emperor Mountain!

As soon as this mountain comes out, it protects the holy city below, and smashes it hard!

The earth trembled, and the protection of the holy city was twisted instantly, and the recovery on it had to stop, and the entire protective mask was sunken!

But after all, it still didn't collapse, it was still supporting, but more cracks spread more and more in the smashing of Ghost Emperor Mountain, in the cracks and shattering of the holes penetrated by the fish bones.

At this moment, a hiss that echoed for nine days came from above Xu Qing.

The black Golden Crow suddenly flew out of nothingness, and its body continued to grow in size.

In the blink of an eye, its body turned into a size of a thousand feet, with more than two hundred tail feathers fluttering, like a black phoenix, spreading out into the sky, heading straight for the holy city.

In an instant, it arrived above the holy city, its eyes were cold, and amidst a heart-shaking neigh, it opened its mouth wide, and spit out... sky fire towards the protection of the holy city filled with cracks!

It was formed by the magma it swallowed from the sea of ​​fire, and it was extremely hot.

At this moment, while flying and spitting, a large amount of flames fell, and from a distance, the entire city was shrouded in sky fire.

It's like the fire from the sky, reappearing from the sky and the earth!

All of this is slow to say, but in fact, from the ancestor of the Vajra Sect flying out until the Golden Crow spit out fire, everything was completed within three to five breaths.

And the protective light shield of the holy city, after enduring all this, was finally unable to support it, and it completely collapsed under the ear-piercing reverberation of the crackling sound.

Ghost Emperor Mountain fell to the ground, and the city roared.

The Vajra Sect patriarch roared away, killing anyone he saw!

The flames in the sky are no longer hindered, spilling over the city, burning everything.

The world is fading!

In the holy city, members of the alliance of the two races, they saw their country lord and others being swallowed by a huge mosasaurus with their own eyes, and their hearts were tumbling violently.

Suspicion and horror filled their hearts, and the recovery of their respective curses and Xu Qing's status as an envoy made their hearts even more turbulent.

At this moment, in just a few breaths, the formation actually collapsed, and the sky fire spread even more. All this made them feel a sense of catastrophe.

But after all, these are two ethnic groups. Although the spiritual treasures are trapped, there are still many Nascent Soul monks, and there are more golden cores in them. After experiencing the sudden drastic changes before, they all reacted at this moment. Ben Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's expression showed indifference, he raised his right hand in mid-air, facing the holy city below,

Suddenly click.

Behind him, the sandstorm that continued to disperse the poison and spread for hundreds of miles turned into a huge shadow, turned into a boundless haze, and smashed towards the holy city!

Swept like a gust of wind.

The sandstorm formed by the power of the drug ban, with a powerful momentum, extremely strong poison, and a terrifying heterogeneity, drowned Xu Qing's figure and whizzed past him.

The monks rushing towards Xu Qing in front were the first to bear the brunt, and the screams were replaced by the roar of the sandstorm.

Under this strong drug ban, their bodies began to rot in an instant, and the sound of mourning was hard to come out. Only the drug ban sandstorm covered the holy city of the two races with a shocking force.

Wherever it went, the sky fell apart.

The first thing to collapse was the city wall, followed by the countless buildings within it, and then all the people of the two races here.

The ground trembled, and heterogeneous eruptions erupted. At this moment, the entire holy city was shrouded in a sandstorm within a hundred miles.

This scene, viewed from a distance, is like divine punishment!

And Xu Qing in the sky seemed to have become a god, venting his divine power.

As far as the eye can see, the entire city is completely shrouded in the mist of drug prohibition, and death is everywhere!

It's hard to hear a single scream, but when there are more, it's different.

Stern, wailing, reverberating in all directions.

For the two races, this is a catastrophe.

However, there were so many monks from the two clans, some of them rushed out of the poisonous mist at this moment, their bodies were rotting, and their eyes showed anger, rushing towards Xu Qing.

Their expressions were ferocious, and their hearts were anxious. In their eyes, Xu Qing was a heinous devil.

And they are the same in Xu Qing's eyes.

In an instant, the two sides touched together.

A cold light burst out in Xu Qing's eyes, and a dagger appeared in his right hand, approaching a person in one step, not caring about the opponent's technique, and rushed past.

Hands up and down!

When blood gushed out and his head fell to the ground, five canopies appeared above Xu Qing, interlaced with each other to form a purple throne.

This is the true appearance of the life lamp transformed by Xu Qing's blood.

As soon as the throne came out, clouds moved in all directions, and a wave of fluctuations in the blood formed a suppressive force, distorting the surroundings where Xu Qing was.

Xu Qing's speed and combat power were enhanced, and the cultivators rushing in wherever he passed, were like paper paste, dying and dying.

Corpses fell from the sky one by one, and when the screams of the whole city continued to echo, Xu Qing's body turned into an afterimage, appearing in front of a cultivator of the Tianmian tribe, with a cold light flashing from the dagger in his hand, intending to cut his neck open.

But this cultivator was not uncommon, he didn't die, he raised his hands and hugged Xu Qing, and the other cultivators around him

The soldiers also shot in an instant.

Seeing the crisis, Xu Qing's canopy fell instantly, and the shadow of the throne enveloped the surroundings.

Amidst the roar, the canopy became blurred and turned into five sharp thorns that quickly pierced through the surroundings. When the screams echoed, the five sharp thorns circled and re-formed a throne beside Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's body rushed out, and with a slash of the dagger, it completely severed the neck of that day's face cultivator.

But at this moment, three figures approached suddenly, and the fluctuation of Nascent Soul Dzogchen erupted from their bodies.

Amidst the roar, Xu Qing's body fell suddenly, blood spurted out gulps, and all internal organs in his body were trembling. Fortunately, his body was strong, even though he was not an opponent, he would not collapse because of it.

Those three people were about to chase after him, when Xu Qing's body swayed, he became translucent, and got into the mist covering the holy city.

In such a state, he completely concealed his breath, and at some point, a mask appeared on his face.

This blood-colored mask made Xu Qing's concealment power reach its peak, and the whole person seemed to have turned into a ghost, walking through the mist like an assassin with a dagger in his hand.

Whenever he encountered monks from the two races, he would cut open his neck without any hesitation.

If it's inconvenient, the heart and all the vital points are where he can attack.

In this process ~www.novelmt.com~ he will inevitably meet some strong men, who can be killed if he can, and Xu Qing who can't be killed suddenly goes away despite being injured.

At the same time, for Nascent Soul monks who could be killed, their Nascent Soul was Xu Qing's tonic.

He would pull it out, crush it directly, absorb the life within it to replenish himself, and at the same time release all the demonic bodies, distract the attention of the strong men of the two races in this mist, and kill anyone they see.

The corpses kept rolling down and decomposing quickly. The screams echoed in the mist, and the surrounding strongmen of the two clan alliances were also extremely angry and had no choice but to rush into the mist.

Another part went straight to the Heavenly Dao Mosaolong, bombarding it, trying to save their ancestors from trouble.

Many even flew into the air to cast spells, wanting to disperse the hundred-mile drug-forbidden sandstorm, but their abilities simply couldn't do it in a short period of time.

And Xu Qing's figure represents death. In this mist, ghosts and gods are unpredictable, harvesting everything.

Here is the battlefield he thought of on the way here and prepared for himself!

Those who are weaker than him will be brutally beheaded by him, and those who are stronger than him, Xu Qing will do his best to avoid them, and wait for the other party to be poisoned before killing them!

You don't need to come in, then I will kill the common people.

In a short period of time, it is impossible for everyone to escape, and the horror of this poisonous fog, if it is contaminated a little, is the imprint of death.

In short, everything here is his killing target!

In this battlefield that belongs exclusively to him, Xu Qing, who comes and goes without a trace, is like a **** of death!

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His cruelty and his difficulty, at this moment, all the monks of the two races were shocked.

This is Xu Qing's revenge!