The next day, news spread that there was a space crack in Xijing City, and the number of casualties reached several hundred.
All kinds of newspapers and magazines are flying all over the sky, and the headlines are all about the cracks in the space of Xijing City.
If the old man who took the photo and posted it on the Internet knew, he would be able to keep his eyes open even under the nine springs.
Fortunately, the army responded quickly. The Xijing Military Region dispatched three divisions to control the central square and several surrounding streets half an hour after the crack appeared. The anti-equipment guns were always facing the crack in the space where demons could escape, tanks were patrolling the streets, and armed helicopters were constantly circling in the air.
A few days have passed, there is no movement in the space crack, and some messy small monsters run out from time to time
Before he even got out of the way, he was blown out of the head by the gun. These monsters are all kinds of strange, even zombies and skeletons.
Some warriors and cultivators closest to Xijing also rushed over, and the strongest cultivator among them had reached the late stage of distraction.
? On a starry night, the moon is shining like water, but no one appreciates it, and the whole square is filled with a tense atmosphere.
Faint footsteps came from ahead, and a figure was shaking. "Who? Password." The soldier on guard pulled the bolt of his gun vigilantly.
"It's me." The figure spoke.
"Mr. Huang." Several soldiers standing guard recognized the person coming, and hurriedly put down their guns to salute. This person is the acting commander-in-chief of these three divisions, and his name is Huang Ming.
When Master Huang walked in, the soldiers on guard found that Huang Ming was followed by two people. One was tall, with a leopard head and eyes around him, a typical Shandong man; He also knew these two people. The strong man lived in the Unbeaten Wangzong thirty miles away from Xijing City. He was the suzerain of the Unbeaten Wangzong. A middle-level martial artist in the Tianhe Realm; and the ancient man dressed up is indeed an ancient man, a descendant of Chen Baxian, Emperor Wu of the Southern and Northern Dynasties. Because he saw through the world, he abandoned the throne and devoted himself to cultivating immortals. Now he is in the late stage of distraction.
"Quick, get out of the way, we're going in." Huang Ming said to the soldiers.
"This~" a soldier said in embarrassment: "Master, it's too dangerous inside, there will be monsters coming out from time to time, you'd better not go in."
"Fart, there are Wang Zongzhu and Chen Taoist here, are you afraid of fart? Hurry up and get out of the way!" Master Huang said angrily, then turned his head to Wang and Chen and said with a smile: "It is an honor for Huang to accompany you two to visit, please Come in please come in~"
This world is like this, even if you have the power to overwhelm the sky and the wealth that can rival a country, you still have to bow your head in front of the strong.
The soldiers had no choice but to remove the roadblock, and Huang Ming and others walked in. "According to the two of you, what is going on here?" Master Huang asked: "I also know that supernatural things are profound and profound, but I really can't understand what is going on in front of me. Could it be that the prophecy of the Guahuang Immortal has come true? The three plagues of the earth have arrived?"
The so-called Guahuang refers to the second patriarch of Shu Mountain, Xuxian Guahuang. Guahuang is a mythical figure who has entered the realm of half-step immortals thousands of years ago. He once entered other worlds, but after coming back, he seemed to be a different person. After a few years, he was no longer born in this world. Before retiring from the world, the Gua Emperor once left a message: "Three disasters and nine disasters, destruction or Nirvana. "Some people speculate that the Gua Emperor has fallen, and others say that the Gua Emperor has already ascended, but there is no evidence to prove it.
It seems to be right in the prophecy. In recent years, the earth has experienced continuous disasters, the decline of ancient civilizations, the increasingly harsh environment, world wars and various diseases, all of which have brought great harm to human beings. According to the inference of contemporary celestial masters and saints , this is not even considered a disaster, at most it is called a disaster, and nine does not mean exactly, it means multiple times.
Daoist Chen pondered for a while, and said: "This is a sign of great evil. If the three disasters come, the source should be the crack in the space in front of us."
After hearing this, Sect Master Wang smiled disdainfully, and said loudly: "Why are those who are afraid, come and kill one, and kill each other. It's not like some cultivators who pee their pants before the end comes."
Chen Daochang glanced at him, and said with a sneer: "Could it be that the brains of all warriors are so empty? Not all problems can be solved with fists for guys who only grow muscles but not brains."
"Fart your mother!" Sect Master Wang was furious when he heard the words, his whole body's internal energy was running, his clothes were blown and rattled, and stones and other sundries within tens of meters from him were blown far away. At this moment, he, Like a god of war who looks down on the nine heavens.
Chen Daochang did not show any weakness, he took out a large yellow tripod from the Qiankun bag, the tripod hung above his head, and several golden horses hung down to protect his body,The Taoist priest sneered and said, "Your realm is already lower than mine, and you are a martial artist who trains your body. What are you fighting against me with?"
"You two, don't do anything, just talk if you have something to say." Huang Ming is just an ordinary person, and he is not qualified to interfere in this level of battle. He can only worry on the sidelines, but no one cares about him.
Cultivation and body training are two completely different ways of cultivation. Cultivators and warriors have been in constant disputes for thousands of years. Two thousand years ago, a great battle between the cultivators and warriors caused the vitality of both sides to be severely injured. Celestial masters were all involved in this war, and I don¡¯t know how many powerful people fell. After the war, both sides realized that war is not a good way to solve the problem, so they signed a treaty of peaceful coexistence, witnessed by the then emperor Liu Xiu People, cover the jade seal. Although the emperor in the world has no cultivation, he has the protection of the real dragon's spirit. The real dragon's spirit is not some kind of martial arts, but a kind of luck, a kind of fate. Simply put, it is a saint who goes to Assassinating the king will not succeed. There will always be some inexplicable things that will prevent him from killing the emperor. Even if he succeeds by chance, there will be endless troubles in the future. Falling is like a curse that cannot be eliminated. Only the succession of the new emperor can eliminate the curse, so a saint whose cultivation base is as high as a celestial master should give the emperor some face.
Body training is divided into seven realms: body forging, muscles and bones, stars, supernatural powers, Tianhe, yin and yang, and saints. Each realm of the first six realms is divided into three levels and peaks. Saints have no high or low, only strong and weak.
Cultivation is divided into seven realms: Foundation Establishment, Golden Elixir, Yuanying, Leaving the Body, Distraction, Mahayana, and Celestial Master. Each realm of the first six realms is divided into three periods and consummation. level. Celestial masters and saints are both in the fairyland afterward. To put it bluntly, body training and cultivation are just different ways of becoming immortals, but they all lead to the same goal, and they are both immortal cultivators in the East. But there are no immortals on the earth, so people don't know how the fairyland is divided.
Although warriors and cultivators in modern times were also dissatisfied with each other and had constant friction, large-scale wars never happened again. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com