My Virtual Kingdom of God

In the following days, the entire flood shortage could be described in two words.

Crazy!

The demon clan lost three holy lords and burst into extreme madness.

This time, the demon clan didn't just send some little demon to harass the human city, but launched a large offensive.

In particular, the demon clan above the metamorphosis period is frantically attacking human monks.

They either attack the Terran Fairy or the family clan.

As the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Shendu has fallen completely.

No hundreds of people have been displaced.

These monsters are strange, they don't kill ordinary people, they only stare at the strong people.

Forced to helplessly, the major Xianmen have counterattacked.

All Yuan Ying monks are involved.

Finally, the battle spread to Brother Jindan.

On the coast of Dongzhou, the original Luoshui County was crushed and sunk.

The island of Jin Mao was sunk.

Yuzhou corpses traversed the wild, a hundred ghosts traveled by day.

This battle lasted for three full years.

For three years, the monk Yuanying was fighting almost daily.

Even if the Yuanying Monks lived for over a thousand years and their mana was strong, their opponents were no weaker than them, and even these demons were more united.

Terran monks have been attacked, and everyone fights.

Although there are more monks of Yuan Ying than Demon Clan, the war damage ratio is twice as much.

No one noticed that three years later, the entire flood, almost all the Yuanying monks died.

Even if there were undead monks, they all suffered severe injuries and had to retreat.

Throughout the flood, there was a vacuum period for top monks.

That is, the Yuanshen monk is gone, and the Yuanying monk is almost dead.

Only the Jindan period monks remained.

What's more important is that after this war, there are not many monks in Jindan period.

Players who have been suppressed for more than ten years in the floods have found that their lives are suddenly getting better.

The monks of the Xianmen sect who often oppress them often shrink together.

Some ancestors even announced that they were closing down the mountain and completely ignored ordinary things.

After experiencing this war, the demons were also seriously injured, and they retreated into the 100,000 mountains, and quietly recovered their vitality.

For a time, the entire flood was quiet.

However, although the war between monks and demons came to an end, the disaster of the flood-stricken people has just begun.

Affected by the war between the two races of shemales, hundreds of people died tragically.

These terrible dead souls, with resentment and no place for reincarnation, could only be turned into ghosts and wandered in place.

If you meet a practitioner, you can be overdone.

If you meet ordinary people, the ghosts will hurt you, but they are no weaker than the demons.

Countless people were killed by ghosts, turned into grievances, and fell into a vicious circle.

Throughout Dongzhou, ghosts can be seen everywhere.

In the end, it is not rare than ordinary people.

The monk of martial arts can also deter the ghosts with tyrannical blood, and ordinary people have no resistance at all and can only be slaughtered.

Floods in the East China Sea.

A Taoist man in Tsing Yi, carrying a wine gourd, was walking by crane.

"It's been three years and the play is finally over."

Zheng Dong opened his mouth and took a sip of wine, slowly.

For the past three years, he has been correcting the correct direction of the "plot".

Since the characters of the Book of Truth did not interfere with their destiny after the creation of the characters, there will always be accidents in this war.

Regardless of whether the human race is better than the demon race or the demon race is better than the human race, it is not what Zheng Dong wants to see.

What he wants to see is that the top monks of the two races are very injured, at least until the players develop, they can no longer show up.

Ordinary people have as few casualties as possible.

To be honest, this requirement is really a bit difficult.

Even though Zheng Dong is dominated by floods, it is not easy to do all of this under the circumstances that are reasonable and not seen by players.

To put it simply, the two Yuanying monks are fighting for life and death, but ordinary people are fine. Isn't that nonsense?

Although Zheng Dong controlled the place where the two strong men decisively battled, they were controlled in a place where the inaccessibility was rare.

However, the Yuan Ying monk was too strong, and it still brought unimaginable trauma to the ordinary people in Honghuang.

Among them, there are players, as well as floodland residents.

Fortunately, everything is over.

Zheng Dong finally arranged these yuan infant monks. Although ordinary people were greatly injured, they did not die.

The results are acceptable.

Now, the only problem is to solve the ghosts and injustices that are raging in the flood.

Just thinking, a boy voice came into Zheng Dong's mind.

"Master, there seems to be a demon gathering ahead."

After hearing that, Zheng Dong swept away, and found a group of little monsters with the highest order but gathered on the sea surface.

Divine consciousness swept into the sea, Zheng Dong knew why these little demon came.

"Let's leave them alone."

"Yes, sir."

The fairy crane fluttered its wings above the little demon's head.

Below, the little demon felt the terrible pressure on their heads, all kneeling on the sea, shivering.

The fairy crane blinked into a black spot and disappeared into the sky.

The demon stood up again, discussing the ownership of the treasures under the sea.

Yuzhou.

Breeze Taoism.

A fairy crane flapped its wings and landed in front of Taoist Temple.

"Brother!"

In the distance, Ning Daoxuan stood in front of the Taoist Temple to greet him.

Ning Daoxuan wore a robe. Although he had spent decades in the floods, his face was not aging at all, and he was still so young.

Behind Ning Daoxuan, the apprentice's pure Taoist respectfully stood there respectfully and saluted to Zheng Dong.

"I've seen Uncle Shi!"

The other disciples of Taoist Temple, although curious about Zheng Dong's identity, seeing the mysterious Master and Master so respectfully, is obviously a master of Taoism.

They all shouted in unison: "I've seen Uncle Shi!"

After such a long period of development, the Qingfeng Road conception has completely taken root in Yuzhou.

There are over a thousand disciples under the door.

Among them, there are players and residents of the flood plains.

However, here they have only one identity, and that is the disciple of Qingfeng Taoist philosophy.

Ning Daoxuan often felt with regret that he did not expect that his master ’s will of Zhuang Dadao would be realized in this way.

"Xiao Qingjing has grown up!"

Zheng Dong smiled.

Although the clean Taoist is well-known in Yuzhou, in front of Zheng Dong, he is still the shy Taoist.

Pure Taoist embarrassed and said, "Please, Master Shi!"

"I won't go in," Zheng Dong looked at Ning Daoxuan, "Let's go."

Ning Dao Xuanchong Zheng Dong nodded, and then instructed his disciples to say, "When the teacher is absent, you are optimistic about the Taoist concept, and all follow your master's orders."

"Yes! Master!"

Hong Liang's voice sounded the Taoist view.

Seeing this, Zheng Dong and Ning Daoxuan turned into rainbows and disappeared into the sky.

"Brother, have you chosen?"

In the sky, Ning Dao Xuan said while hurrying.

"Not yet!" Zheng Dong shook his head. "What, scared?"

"It's true that I'm scared. If this is done, then Hong Huang will be led by our extraordinary association!"

"That being said, it feels a bit pity."

"What a pity?" Ning Daoxuan turned his head.

"Unfortunately, Xiandao is slim." Zheng Dong looked at Tianbian. "Three years ago, you heard the words of Tianyan Taoists."

Ning Daoxuan nodded.

"No one has ever become a fairy!" Zheng Dong pursed his lips.

"My brother," Ning Daoxuan smiled. "Do you know how Master and I practiced in the mountains when the floods didn't appear?"

"I don't know." Zheng Dong shook his head.

"I still remember that before my death, Master told me not to forget to practice, but I know that Master practiced all my life ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ but it was nothing.

Do you know how I felt when I broke through to the gas refining period in the flood? "

Speaking, Ning Daoxuan looked towards the rising sun over the clouds.

"Chaowen said! Evening death!"

"Mr. Cheng is immortal. Even if I die now, I have no regrets! Therefore, I am now full of gratitude every time I move forward! I am grateful for the famine and let me see a new world!"

After hearing that, Zheng Dong said silently: "Are you not worried?"

"Of course I was worried!" Ning Daoxuan turned his head. "But I know better that if you can create the power of the flood, if you really do anything to us, we have no resistance at all. What is the use of worry?"

Speaking of which, Ning Daoxuan joked: "In addition, don't we still have a brother, you? The sky is down and there is a tall bear."

After hearing this, Zheng Dong glanced at him angrily.

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