"Mother, do you want Ling'er?" Although the little girl realized something, she still pursed her lips hard and tried hard to keep herself from crying.

When the woman saw this little girl's appearance, tears as big as beans came down, and she burst into tears. She hugged the little girl tightly in her arms, as if she wanted to rub the little girl into her body.

"Ling'er, remember what my mother told you? If she got lost that day, she would pretend to be mute. She would look at someone as kind as Mr. Liu, and would always follow him. Don't leave no matter how you drive you away, do you know?" The woman hugged the little girl hard and bit her lips hard. Even if she bite her blood, she still felt as if she didn't realize it.

"Time is coming!" The Taoist priest said coldly, still as cold as water, without any emotion. He seemed to have been used to this kind of scene and was already immune.

This is true. There is no such thing as a thousand miles of natural disasters and more than a thousand supervisory stone halls? After all, there are a few people who can have enough tokens!

The woman finally kissed the little girl's forehead, gently wiped away the tears in the corner of the little girl's eyes, and stuffed the steamed bun bag on her body into the little girl's tender little hand, although she, a little girl under six years old, could not carry the steamed buns at all.

The woman covered her face and picked up the little boy, staggered towards the back hall, and didn't dare to look back. This farewell was a farewell forever. The little boy lay on the woman's shoulder, staring at the little girl with a straight face, and his face was quite calm. Although he was younger than his sister, he seemed to be a little precocious than his sister and precocious.

Seeing her mother and little brother disappear completely in the depths of the stone hall, the little girl suddenly burst into tears, put away the cloth bag in her hand, and chased towards the back hall.

The Taoist priest glanced at this side and waved his hand impatiently. The little girl was swept out of the stone hall, accompanied by three cloth bags. However, the Taoist priest did not take any serious action. Although the little girl fell out, she was not injured at all.

After falling over with dust, the little girl struggled to get up, and wanted to run into the stone hall to find her mother and brother, but she bumped into an invisible light curtain and couldn't get in. No matter how she cried, she didn't change at all, and no one took care of such a little child.

In the end of the world, no one will care about such a burden without reason. There are many such things outside the vast barriers of thousands of miles, and the final result will only be to die by oneself, turn into corpses, thrown into the wind and sand, and be buried.

On the top of the huge wall that was towering into the clouds, two people stood side by side, one old and the other young, with an old crane with a young face, and a white robe that was extremely neat and embroidered with a lifelike black crane, while the young one was wearing a green robe, carrying one hand behind him, penetrated the heavy wind and sand, looking at the mortals dotted under the city wall, like ants.

After the two people in the lead, there were a large number of monks, with a total of forty or fifty people, with good cultivation. The lowest one was in the middle stage of the elixir, and there were also many in the Nascent Soul stage. One of them was picked out from it. They were all old guys who had lived for hundreds of years, with a very high status, but at this time they were very respectful and did not dare to interrupt the conversation between the two people in front.

This old monk is the Taishan Beidou in the Dibei Cultivation World. He Qi Zhenren was once one of the best in Dibei. And who is the young man in the Qingying Sect who is Han Ming who came to the Tianqie Defense Line from the Shengxing Sect!

"Fellow Daoist Han is so happy that he is willing to spend time watching this family of three here!" He Qi Zhenren said with a smile, and his eyes looked at Han Ming with a faint distortion.

After the last time, the Heqi Zhenren knew that the strong person in front of him could be compared with the God Transformation Stage. If he was not counted as his equally weird little disciple, it would not be an exaggeration to say that he was the number one person in the Dibei region. Even the old guy with a lifespan of nearly had to admit that he could not compare.

Han Ming sighed silently and looked into the distance. A trace of compassion appeared on his face. It was not entirely for the family of three, but also for the billions of mortals who had been abandoned outside the defense line of this natural barrier!

This is also helpless. The mortals who survived Middle Earth, the mortals of the two major tribes of the Turkic Grassland, and the mortals of the nine countries in the north and west, all fled behind the Tianqian defense line. However, the area behind the Tianqian defense line was limited, and it was almost saturated and could not accommodate so many human races!

After discussion, the senior officials of the Weidao League decided to issue a ban order. No simple mortals are allowed to enter. Only mortals who have a relationship with the world of immortal cultivation have some opportunities to enter, such as the mundane descendants of some immortal cultivators.

Now the earth-north immortal cultivation world has been integrated and turned into a whole. Most immortal cultivation people have been incorporated into the queue. Without free self, they cannot find time to claim their own ordinary descendants. They can only choose in this large and wide way!

As long as there are mortals who can take out spiritual objects related to immortal cultivators, they can use them as tokens, and determine how many people can enter the defense line according to their preciousness. Although this method is not very good, it is already the best way to think of now. After all, there are too many immortal cultivators, so you can't confirm them one by one!

"This is helpless. There are too many mortals. Tens of millions have gathered outside the defense line of thousands of miles. In the distance, there are more mortals running towards this side!" He Qi Zhenren sighed silently: "Actually, if I want to say that these mortals should not know that the disaster is coming, and they have worked hard to escape to this side!"

"Fellow Daoist He is right. Instead of escaping through such a lot of hardships, it is better to accept it calmly and enjoy the last time. How can they know about it?" Han Ming turned his head and asked in confusion.

"Actually, this matter cannot be stopped. Although the world of immortal cultivation is separated from the world of mortals, it actually has a close connection, especially for casual cultivators. Which family does not have a mortal? When they knew that the devil disaster was coming, although they were recruited by the alliance, the scope was too wide and they could always send out the news. How can they notify the common relatives and friends? There is no wall in the world that is not leaking. Most of these common relatives and friends are powerful or rich. They start to escape, and their infectious power is naturally great!" He Qi Zhenren shook his head helplessly, and then added: "And there are too many mortals who are related to immortal cultivators. As soon as the news of the great disaster is coming, they can no longer stop it. It will soon be known! Most people don't even know what the disaster is, so they start to escape here!"

"In fact, if the alliance had taken care of it from the beginning, it would have been possible to stop it. However, the alliance has been busy building a defense line for many years and ignoring the mortals, which led to such a situation!" He Qi Zhenren added.

"So that's it!" Han Ming nodded and then continued to look down.

"Actually, Fellow Daoist Han doesn't have to do this. The life of a mortal is like a flash of flashes. Sometimes, if I wait for a longer pass, it's even a mortal is born until old age and death. If you think about it carefully, it doesn't matter!" He Qi Zhenren said again.

Han Ming’s current life span is over 1,000 years old and often in seclusion, so he naturally understands this mood, especially after acquaintances such as Huan Yu, Chen Yuxin and others sat in a deeper sense.

It’s like a person who saw a wounded mayfly and saved it, but in fact, the mayfly has only half a stick of incense in his life, so he was saved here. After blinking, he will die of old age in the next moment!

For ephemerals, that is of great importance, but for people, saving or not saving does not mean much!

The life span of mortals is indeed not worth mentioning for the cultivators, especially for the high-level cultivators. This is also the reason why many high-level cultivators are too lazy to pay attention to the prosperity of their own family. For them, this is meaningless!

This is the case with the Supreme Elder of Shengxing Sect back then, and Han Ming now is the same. The lives of mortals are indeed like grass!

Han Ming was tired of crying as he looked down and held the cloth bag tightly. Two tears were hanging on his dirty face. He looked at the front in confusion, as if he didn't know where to go. His face was calm, but he just rubbed a light blue bead lightly.

"There are many things like this outside of this natural barrier defense line. Fellow Daoist Han will get used to it!" He Qi Zhenren said lightly.

"Fellow Daoist He said very well, just get used to it!" Han Ming nodded and smiled casually: "Then let's go. Han also wants to see fellow Daoist Alliance, fellow Taoists from Middle Earth, and that senior expert!"

"Ha, please, fellow Daoist Han, please, the General Alliance of the Defense Dao Alliance is still thousands of miles away. In Kunwu City, you have to hurry some roads!" He Qi Zhenren made an invitation move and was about to lead Han Ming away from here.

Han Ming smiled slightly, took his gaze back from below, threw the blue bead in his hand to a pretty female cultivator next to him, and said lightly: "This blue water bead is obtained casually, and it is a good treasure. It seems to be very suitable for you, and I will give it to you!" Then Han Ming waved his hand slightly and said, "Fellow Daoist He!" Then he walked away with the real person He Qi talking and laughing, gradually moving away until he disappeared into the sky.

When the two great monks left, many monks in the Kalpa stage surrounded the beautiful cultivator. Both men and women were envious and saying some congratulations. They said that they were gifted by Senior Han. This was a great luck. Perhaps Senior Han liked her. If he had a good grasp of her, he could reach the sky in one step. Don’t forget these old friends after he ascended to the sky!

Even the digital Nascent Soul cultivator looked at the beautiful female cultivator in the Killing Dan stage with a different look, and he felt a faint envy.

The beautiful cultivator laughed dryly and responded in a word. He finally sent out the people next to him solemnly put away the blue bead, but he looked under the huge wall of heaven from time to time, but he still pretended to be nothing.

Han Ming didn't know that by chance, he became a true master of Lingyu, who was famous in the north of the country, and created a Lanshui Sect that only accepts female disciples, becoming a sect like a sect, noble and graceful existence.

Before she sat in the process of transformation, she could not help but recall the already vague memories. It was because of the blue water bead that allowed her to live a life, set foot in the world of cultivation, continued to cultivate an immortal path, and witnessed the vast world of cultivation.

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Han Ming and Heqi Zhenren were running all the way. If he didn't think about the millions of mortals outside Tianqian City, he could do nothing. There were too many mortals, especially those on the Turkic grasslands, which could not be accommodated in the north, so he could only do so.

Reality is so cruel and helpless, and Han Ming predicted that these blood were just a preview before the war began. Only after the battle between the spirit and demons began, would it reveal what cruelty was!

There are almost no need to defend the defense line of the heavenly chasm. Although Han Ming will participate in the defense and will do his best, if he cannot defend it, he will leave immediately. He will be helpless in the mortal behind the defense line. The casualties will be far higher than the mortals outside the defense line at this time!

He had already thought of retreating to the Nether Bone World, where the Nether Spirit is rich and suppresses spiritual cultivation and demon cultivators. It is the home court of the Nether Bone body. Moreover, the Nether Bone World is far stronger than the Earth North, and even stronger than the Middle Earth. It should not be difficult to resist the army of demon cultivators, but if the ancient demon behind the demon cultivators intervene, the Nether Bone World may not be able to defend it!

With its own strength, the human world cannot resist the invasion of the demon world, and the power gap is too great!

Now Han Ming is at the peak of the late stage of the Nascent Soul, and his speed is not comparable to before. It takes more than a thousand miles to arrive in a journey of more than a thousand miles. He arrives at the city of Kunwu, which is the head of the twelve main cities of the Tianqian Defense Line!

"This name is so confident!" Han Ming said to himself when he arrived at Kunwu City. He didn't know who named the main city, but he actually knew the old name of the third son of Tailun!

Is this trying to imitate the history of Tailun’s three sons repelling the demons in ancient times?

Because the Heqi True Man leads the way, Han Ming himself is also famous. Few of the high-level monks in the north do not know him. Therefore, he is unobstructed. He skipped a team of patrols and finally arrived at Kunwu Hall, a magnificent palace that is more than a thousand feet long!

Han Ming raised his foot and stepped into Kunwu Hall, and suddenly found that rows of people were sitting neatly around him. When he counted carefully, there were as many as five or six hundred, and they were dressed in different styles. Some were brocade silk and satin, and some were covered with coarse cloth, which was rough from the inside out.

These people are all in the Nascent Soul Stage!

Luohu has been to Middle Earth and is familiar with Earth North, Turks, and Middle Earth. Therefore, Han Ming looked at it briefly and could roughly distinguish which side was Earth North, which side was Turkic Tumen, Turks, and Middle Earth Zhao State, and Korean spiritual practice!

Han Ming raised his head and looked up to the top, but he found a sturdy man in a blood-colored robe sitting on the main seat in the center. He looked over and was slightly shocked. With his peak cultivation level in the late stage of the Nascent Soul, he could not see through this person's cultivation level!

There are only two possibilities: one is that this man has an extremely powerful secret treasure to cover up, and the other is that this man is a God Transformation Period!

And those who can sit in the main seat are probably in the God Transformation Stage!

There is no doubt that this should be the God Transformation Stage that escaped from Middle Earth. After carefully calculating the many old monsters in Middle Earth that Concubine Wei told him, after a brief separation, Han Ming immediately guessed the identity of this person!

This man full of demonic aura is the master of the Demon Valley of the Middle Earth, the unparalleled bear king!

Chapter one chapter, one chapter, it is indeed hateful to understand the plot, but it is helpless. If you don’t understand it now, you will have no chance to understand it!
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