All this happened just in the flash of lightning. Panlong Mountain has been in the midst of thousands of years, but today, in order to chase a small Taoist priest, most of its power was used.

Under the attacks of several god kings of the Xuanmen in the West, the disciples in the mountains had no power to fight back at all.

The ancestor of Panlong Mountain had already used his greatest ability at this time, but it was not possible to fly from Putuo in the south to Qinling Mountains in an instant.

At this time, she was very panicked and scared. The fear she had never had before made her look like she had entered a state of turbulence.

"Hurry, if you are faster, you must not have any trouble, you must not."

The Panlongshan ancestor made a vague rhyme, but, things went against his wishes, he still overestimated his strength and underestimated the perseverance of the Western Xuanmen.

The iron chains on the Nuwa Stone completely melted, and then the Nuwa Stone all appeared in everyone's sight.

Wherever the colorful stones were suspended, a vast and chaotic aura swept out from above, and all the lands of China began to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Click......

There was suddenly chaos in the world, and a thunder sounded, carrying out the land of Jiuzhou.

On the southern coast, huge waves more than ten meters high began to pour into the city.

The earth trembled, the houses swayed, and the tall buildings of dozens of floors collapsed one after another, and huge cracks more than ten centimeters wide appeared on the ground.

Not only China, but also the surrounding Japanese countries began to be involved in this catastrophe.

At the same time, earthquakes of varying sizes occurred in all earthquake zones. In the largest earthquake zone, all houses turned into powder in an instant, and the mortals fled in a hurry. It seemed like a monster was about to emerge underground, and the frequency of shaking became stronger and stronger.

At this time, all the Xuanmen were no longer calm. They walked out of the mountain gate and began to go to major cities, using their greatest ability to rescue disasters.

In southern waters, the waves are surging, and the sea water will basically flow backwards, killing and injuring, and all things wither.

"Haha, Nuwa Stone, it's ours, let's go."

The man in the flame laughed loudly, and then his body slowly faded, disappearing without a trace.

Looking at the Western divine envoys, they also fled here as soon as they saw that the Nuwa Stone had been taken away.

In today's technological era, there is no war without warning.

Just like a typhoon, satellites started warnings half a month in advance, but today, there was no sign, as if someone was suddenly attacking.

On the water, there are decks of floating boats everywhere, as well as some human corpses, and various fishing boat equipment.

All major cities are covered with ruins, and the crying of ordinary people is everywhere.

The network was interrupted and there was no signal. At this moment, the land of China was like an elderly man, who had not yet reacted from the brief shock.

The sky was gray, and it started to rain lightly, with the rain mixed with ashes and blood flowing on the street.

Boom...

Click...

Thunder mixed with lightning, and at this time, it also came out to join in the fun, as if to leave a touching melody for this disaster.

Xiao Yu, Abbot Jingye, and the ascetic monks, all stood in the sky, watching the crying of the people below, and their hearts were extremely heavy.

"It seems that we are still one step late. The heavenly tribulation has come out and the Nuwa Stone has been stolen."

Master Jingye was compassionate and sympathized with the heavens and others. When his body moved, he fell downwards.

Xiao Yu remained silent and followed silently. Although the Nuwa Stone was not taken away by himself, it had a direct relationship with him.

If I hadn't offended Panlong Mountain, how could I have happened today?

Abbot Jingye's body emitted golden light, landing on a roof that had not collapsed. Then he folded his hands and shouted "Amitabha..."

At that time, above the monk's head, an ancient Buddha sitting cross-legged slowly condensed out, and the Buddha's light of thousands of feet bounced away the surrounding haze, as if to point out the direction for those panicked passers-by.

"The Buddha has become immortal, and the Buddha has appeared."

The mortals in the city began to kneel on the ground and worshiped the great monk Jingye.

"The catastrophe of heaven, mortals are in trouble, my Buddha is transformed, and good people from all directions."

After speaking, the other party waved his hand and a string of Buddhist beads flew out, and then the Buddhist beads transformed one by one and turned into a group of Vajra Arhats.

The Vajra Arhat stood in the void and began to chant the Buddhist scriptures softly, as if to be giving salvation.

Xiao Yu just took a look and fell down.

Now people are in panic, and the sudden appearance of a Taoist priest did not arouse any suspicion.

"Oh, the Taoist sect has suffered a disaster, but the people have taken the blame. We are just waiting."

Xiao Yu looked at a corpse, stepped forward with a little sadness, and gently closed his eyes to the other party.

"Dad...Mom...Where are you, where are you?"

In the distance, a five-year-old child was sitting on the ground crying loudly.

Maybe in the other person's memory, his parents are the sky, and now the sky is falling.

"My child, my child..."

"Grandpa, wake up, wake up."

.........

Different voices filled Xiao Yu's eardrums, making him feel like he was back to the helpless time back then.

At that time, I had no parents, no grandpa, and no dreams.

Although I am now dreaming, it is out of reach. It can be said that it is a foolish dream.

"Who stole the Nuwa Stone? I want you to bury the Chinese people with you."

A nameless fire suddenly burned in Xiao Yu's chest, and then his body trembled, turning into a white light, and soared into the sky again.

The ascetic monk in the distance watched this scene. When he saw Xiao Yu leave, he quietly left his master and followed Xiao Yu.

Zhongnan Mountain, Huashan, Wudang Mountain, all the leaders rushed towards Panlong Mountain in a hurry.

"Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu, wait for me."

The ascetic monk shouted loudly from behind, but Xiao Yu ignored it.

On Panlong Mountain, there was a ruin at this time. The plants on the mountain had turned into ashes, and all the palaces and pavilions collapsed. The mountain gates that had been around for thousands of years were like a flash in the pan.

"ah......"

In the sky, when the ancestor Panlong Mountain saw the scene of Panlong Mountain, he couldn't help but roared sharply to the sky. For a moment, the hairpin on her head fell down, and her head was covered with white hair flying in the wind.

"Why, why is this happening, why."

The ancestor knelt in the void, looking at Panlong Mountain, and for a moment, his voice began to whimper.

She was just a palace maid back then. After being taken up the mountain by her master, she lived here for hundreds of years. This is her home and the holy place in the hearts of thousands of Xuanmen people. But today, all of these are gone.

"The God of Fire, the Ice God King, the Vampire, and the Wuji Old Demon...

Okay, you are very good. You actually came to Panlong Mountain to snatch the Nuwa Stone. In the future, I will let your entire sect be buried with you."

The old ancestor Panlongshan stood in the sky and roared loudly like crazy.

"Look at all the disciples, we will definitely find the humiliation today, cheer up our spirits, and reorganize Panlong Mountain."

The voice of the ancestor Panlongshan resounded in the minds of all the disciples for a moment, causing those panicked disciples to find their backbone again.

Half an hour later, the heads of the main Xuanmen Taoist temples in China gathered on the top of Panlong Mountain, and everyone looked solemn.

"What do you mean? Are you going to come and ask for a crime?"

The ancestor Panlongshan looked at the leaders, his face was unhappy, his voice was cold, and then he sneered again.

"hey-hey...

Xiao Yu called out the little bastard and asked him to come and see that it was all him, he brought it. He was a broom star and a scourge of the Taoist sect."

The Panlong Mountain ancestor was like a roaring sound, which shocked several major sects to retreat a few steps, but no one answered.

Is it really Xiao Yu’s fault?
Chapter completed!