Extraordinary Prehistoric

When Luo Fanyun made tens of thousands of forces to raise the strata to block the gap, the vast ocean that was submerged by the diversion of the river began to gradually change.

Because the terrain is gradually rising, the depth of the gap is getting smaller and smaller, making the speed of the flowing water slower and slower. And the slowdown of this speed, the final result is that the flow of water in this vast ocean becomes no longer calm.

Downstream, those rivers gradually began to make ends meet, and the depth of the entire ocean began to gradually decrease.

This change is not just that.

Except for this vast ocean, the surrounding land is making buzzing tremors, and it seems that there are very weak, but continuous earthquakes.

Naturally, this change cannot be hidden from others.

In three days, many monks came to the peaks beside this vast ocean.

Among these monks, in addition to the monks of the Qian family, the most conspicuous was the monk of the Taixuanmen who had not left. Three days ago, the monk of the Supreme Profound Clan had planned to leave this small border town after recruiting enough disciples, but he didn’t want to suddenly see such an incredible change here. It seemed like the world repeated itself. A kind of magic like a natural creation.

This kind of incredible scene is a great opportunity for the monks, how could they leave here at such a time.

"A dozen days ago, this highland suddenly sank out of thin air, causing the river to be directly diverted, causing life to be charred. Now it has only been dozens of days, this highland is actually recovering, what is going on?" Taixuanmen Among them, a young man frowned and said with emotion.

"Brother, the people in this plain have done something to convict the sky, otherwise it will not be so." Beside him, a woman frowned and said.

Whether it is this young man or this woman, all with an elegant charm, standing on the mountain peak, it seems that it may go with the wind at any time, transcending the ordinary.

Although they are only two people, they occupy a mountain peak. On this mountain peak, no one else dares to approach.

The empty scene on this mountain is in huge contrast with the densely packed people on other mountain peaks. From this we can see how powerful the Taixuan Sect, one of the 36th sect, has reached. Looks like it.

Even the Qian family couldn't compare with the two ordinary people who came out of the Taixuan Sect. The mountain that Qian Jian is on is not only the monks of the rich family, except for the monks of the Qian family, the monks of this big family and the big forces are all on the same mountain as them.

"Fucked by the sky? Is this what I should think of for the practitioners?" The young man frowned. "Although I wait for the practitioners, although I have to be in awe of the heaven and the earth, I cannot be superstitious."

"Senior brother taught me the truth." The woman said with a solemn face.

The young man nodded in satisfaction and stopped talking.

On another mountain.

"Han Er, haven't you found the young master yet?" a middle-aged man who looked very thin asked the big man on the side.

The aura that this old man exudes is equivalent to the sixth level of the mortal realm. Such a level, among the monks with a large number of mountain peaks, is already regarded as the highest level.

Even the two monks of the Supreme Profound Clan were one level higher than him, just equivalent to the fifth level of the Mortal Realm.

This person, named Qian Tong, was the father of Luo Fan after the reincarnation of the soul clone, and the head of the Qian family's generation of the ruling family in this area.

By Qian Tong's side, there were a dozen cultivators who were at least Mortal Realm level four in strength.

Among them, there is this big man, that is, Luo Fan's attendant, guard, and bodyguard, Han Er!

Han Er's eyes were red at this time, and his body exuded an anxious breath. The whole person was like a gunpowder keg, almost at one point.

Hearing Qian Tong’s question, he took a few rough breaths, and then said anxiously: “No, I can’t find where the young master has gone. I’ve searched thousands of miles around, and there is no one. See the young master."

"Huh!" Qian Tong heard Han Er's words like this and snorted coldly, his aura fluctuated violently, and he almost couldn't help but burst out.

Fortunately, he is the head of a family after all, so his self-control will not be too bad. Although he was anxious and worried about his son, he was still able to barely maintain his composure, his momentum was reduced to invisible again.

"Keep looking for me. If you can't find it for thousands of miles, you will expand to the entire territory to find it. If you can't find the territory, you will give me out of the territory. Anyway, you must find the young master." He said lightly.

Although he barely made a faint performance, there was obviously an extremely suppressed anger in that voice.

"Yes!" Han Er hurriedly folded his fists and bowed in a salute, turned around and hurriedly descended from this mountain.

"Kirin'er, where are you going now? It's better not to be calculated. If you are really calculated, then I will uproot your family!" At this moment, Qian Tong flashed through his heart, but This is the idea.

On a certain mountain peak, an old fortune teller pretending to be blind is leaning against a large rock, his white eyes staring at the vast ocean ahead, paying attention to the slightly rising ground.

"What is the force that caused this strata to rise? What kind of person did all this, and even I can't find any traces at all. Could this be the method of the protagonist of the Civilization Tribulation? It shouldn't be, as the Civilization Tribulation. The protagonist is invincible if he doesn't appear. If he is invincible as soon as he appears, where does the catastrophe begin?" There were such thoughts lingering between the mind and mind of this fortune-teller.

However, even if the thoughts in his heart are so confused, the old man's look still maintains the shocking look that ordinary people should have when they see such a scene.

On the mountain where the old man was, not all monks existed, but many ordinary people with boldness. These ordinary people are as shocked as the old man's expression.

For ordinary people like this, it is a miracle that cannot be seen once in thousands of years. It is naturally shocking and pious. There are even many people who are constantly kowtow to the ocean. Knowing the names of the gods that exist and do not exist, ask the gods to have mercy on their own destiny and sorrow, and ask the gods to protect the weather and make the rain smooth, and harvest every year...

Only a handful of ordinary people now look sour, seemingly sad and painful.

These are the relatives of the villagers in the villages that were flooded by the river. They either have friendship with someone in that village, or come from those villages, or simply are the villagers in that village, but they just happened to leave the village when something happened when the village was flooded.

For such people, the current changes in this vast ocean will only remind them of how the river changed its course and completely submerged this piece of land where their ancestors lived for generations and wiped out several villages.

Even some extreme people have resentment in their hearts, resentment towards heaven and earth.

They don’t think that the current change is a gift from heaven. They only see that the previous change is their disaster. When they see the immediate change, they only think about why the current change did not occur before, and only why the change occurred. It's so late. Let their relatives, friends or family members disappear completely in one day and become a vast ocean.

Of course, the ordinary people who appear here who are related to the villages below are not all the same people. They are just a few of the ordinary people who have various relationships with the village below.

After all, not everyone is convenient and bold enough to come here.

Luo Fan's heart had already anticipated that his actions would have such an impact. It is precisely because of this that he would conceal his figure and make his actions look like natural movements, completely invisible. Out of his own place.

However, although this was expected, these did not have any effect on his will.

He hovered above the void, working **** the process of lifting the ground.

This whole lifting speed is extremely slow, but after all, it has an end.

When the morning sun on the fourth day finally rose from the horizon and finally began to shine on the entire continent, a strange roar suddenly spread from the gap, and in an instant, it spread over thousands of miles in a radius. The land of this vast ocean has changed the complexion of many creatures on the peaks around this vast ocean.

Although their complexions have also changed drastically, some are anticipation, some are shock, some are joy, and some are even more hate and anger. They have everything they need.

Just when the sound came out, the gap finally disappeared completely.

That piece of highland that had sunk down finally fully recovered to what it was a dozen days ago. The river that had been scouring down from above the highland, because the highland was completely restored, finally could no longer gush out of the river and could no longer be formed. The water curtain submerged the high ground.

The appearance of the high ground directly appeared in the eyes of many creatures.

When the high ground was clearly seen, bursts of exclamation came from the mouths of most of the creatures on the peaks.

"Blessings come with misfortunes, and misfortunes come with blessings, nothing more than true, nothing more than true." The old fortune-teller sighed long.

At this time, the high ground was shining with golden light under the rays of the rising sun.

This golden light is not because the high ground is shining, but the surface of the high ground that has been submerged by the river and washed away for more than ten days with countless golden substances.

These golden substances are not other, but densely packed. Almost every one has thumb-sized gold!

The golden light is brought out by the shining of the sun's rays on it!

The currency system used in this continent is also a precious metal currency system. Gold, on this continent, is also an extremely precious precious metal, and its value is even dozens of times more precious than the outside world.

If you collect all the thumb-sized gold that is several miles long on this highland, if you collect them all, let alone buy the few villages below, buy the large tracts of fertile land, you will buy the city where Qian’s family is located. , I'm afraid it's more than enough.

From the perspective of such value, the diversion of rivers these days is a great thing for the residents nearby.

It is precisely because of this that there was such an exclamation, and also the emotion of the blind fortune-telling man.

"Gold? Gold!" The voice of exclamation echoed among the many mountains.

Even a monk could not calm down at this time.

The cultivation system on this continent is more about cultivating the mind, and even if there are foreign objects that can help much, it is extremely rare and extremely precious, and it is not something ordinary cultivators can get.

Therefore, for the monks on this continent, they are not much different from ordinary people. Gold, a precious metal with great value among ordinary people, is equally precious to them. They will also change their moods for this precious metal.

For them, the densely packed martial arts gold particles spread over a radius of several miles in front of them are naturally enough to make them crazy.

Qian Tong, who was on a mountain peak, saw the changes in that highland, and his complexion instantly changed.

"This plain is the territory of our Qian family, and our Qian family will not monopolize the gold. Half! Our Qian family only needs half of the gold. If people dare to take the gold on the left, it is with me. The Qian family is the enemy, and the Qian family will never die with him! As for the right one, let everyone use it." Qian Tong Gao shouted.

As he said, raising his hand, a golden light rushed straight out from behind him, paused above his head, and then rushed toward the newly-born highland at a speed beyond imagination.

In a blink of an eye, a long trace was drawn in the middle of the high ground.

After this trace appeared, the golden light exploded, producing a long light curtain, which rose directly into the sky, and then suddenly turned ten feet away from the ground, wrapped it to the left, and in a blink of an eye it formed on the high ground. A mask directly wrapped the ground to the left of the trace.

After doing this, Qian Tong's expression did not change at all, but a look of exhaustion flashed in his eyes.

Obviously, with his mortal realm's sixth-level strength, he had to emit such a light shield to cover the high ground a few miles away from such a distance, but it was somewhat reluctant.

However, although he was a little reluctant, he did it after all.

All the monks who saw this scene changed their expressions greatly, and some of the thoughts that had originally appeared were instantly annihilated by them.

After all, Qian Tong is equivalent to the sixth-level existence of the Mortal Realm. In this area, it is already the strongest existence. Now he sends out such a mask to cover the high ground. This kind of strength is already so powerful. All of them were shocked, so that they could no longer think of rivaling Qiantong.

Qian Tong raised his hand, and the golden light he had emitted before turned around in the distance, rushing back quickly, and after a while, it reappeared behind his back and reintegrated into his body from there.

"Okay! Since the Qian family is so noble, I feel great virtue." A shout came from nowhere.

Then, the silhouettes above the mountain peaks shone, and the silhouettes performed all kinds of magic methods, using various magic weapons, and quickly moved toward the high ground full of gold.

In a blink of an eye, the originally peaceful atmosphere disappeared instantly, and replaced by a predictable remorse.

"Master is wise, if the master insists on monopolizing the gold, it will surely cause all the monks to attack in groups. At that time, even if the Qian family is strong, they will not be able to bear it. Now it takes half of it, and the remaining half is for them to fight. It was just right." An old man beside Qian Tong admired the money channel very much.

"Unfortunately, if it's not for our Qian family's insufficient strength, how can we give up this half of the gold?" Qian Tong sighed, shaking his head.

Then, he issued a lot of orders, and began to call on the power of the Qian family to start rushing here, but he wanted to collect the gold as soon as possible.

Although the Qian family's power is here, no monks will be frantically involved with the half of the gold, but they can't help but wait for some monks to kill their eyes, and will be desperate. Therefore, the best thing is of course to collect the gold as soon as possible.

"What a Qian family, make a decisive decision and not be obscured by benefits." On another mountain, the old fortune-telling man shook his head and exclaimed.

Qian Tong's decision was so fast that even he couldn't help but appreciate it.

You know, although Qiantong drew a line at will, it means that it has given up the wealth that can be bought by almost half of the city. Even if the wealthy family has to accumulate such wealth, it will take hundreds of years. Able to accumulate, but at this moment, he completely gave up with such a handy stroke. Such a decision is not something ordinary people can do.

"But it's also smart enough, but fortunately the decision is fast enough. Otherwise, if you slow down for a while, maybe everyone will wipe out the Qian family's power here before competing for the gold." The old fortune teller admired for a while. It is quite a pity to think again.

Thinking about it, the old man made a helpless look on his face and said in his mouth: "It's a pity, a pity, mortals like us can only see these things, we can't touch them at all, let's go, so as not to increase irritability."

After speaking, he turned around and started walking down the mountain.

Many mortals near him had their eyes flushed, almost unable to suppress their desire to follow the monks to the same high ground to grab gold, and suddenly heard the old man’s words, many of them were shocked. , The redness in the eyes faded a lot.

But they all understood the truth of the old man. They are just mortals, with low power. If they really get involved in the struggle of the monks, then they are afraid that they will be completely wiped out by the monks without touching the gold.