Yitianxia, ​​Mother of Rebirth

Zhuang Yanqiu's journey to save lives was not easy.The places where the 'food' were held were all concentrated in one place. The place was simple and dirty, worse than the farmer's own livestock pen. A large group of civilians who were captured from nowhere were separated by men and women. There was a strong smell, and the expressions of the big guys were all numb, probably because they were used to the actions of these man-eating monsters, and they knew that it was useless to cry and make noise, so no one wasted their energy.

Zhuang Yanqiu appeared from a hidden place, and asked Cuishi to take a passerby's demon, and left the other's clothes to change himself, and then smeared some black and gray mud on his face indiscriminately, covering himself face, barely dressed up as a little monster.

He swaggered into the cell with two buckets of pig food.

There is no one to guard the 'food' of these civilians. In front of these ferocious ogre monsters, the powerless civilians are like mice seeing a cat, consciously staying where they are and not daring to move.

Zhuang Yanqiu came in easily. At first, he was thinking about how to get the key to let all these people out, but he didn't know that the cell door was not locked at all. He opened it as soon as he pushed it, and the people locked inside looked at him blankly. But there was no other reaction at all.

To be exact, there was still a little reaction, they all fell in love with the pig food that Zhuang Yanqiu brought over.

Zhuang Yanqiu felt sad for a while.Most of these prisoners are young and middle-aged. If they have the courage to resist, they may not have a chance to escape.

As soon as Zhuang Yanqiu put the bucket of pig food on the ground, someone couldn't wait to rush over to grab the food.

"A group of cowardly bears, are they still men! Are they men! The big guys rush out together, and if they can run one by one, it's better than sitting here waiting to die!" A loud voice came from a prison cell inside. Zhuang Yanqiu's familiar voice.

Hearing the angry voice, Zhuang Yanqiu quietly let out a sigh of relief.He carried another bucket of pig food and followed the sound to find it. Sure enough, in the relatively small cell, he saw the figure of the second master. The second master was encouraging the civilians in the cell to resist together, but he The old man spoke impassionedly, but no one around him responded to him.

Zhuang Yanqiu took a closer look and found that all the men in this cell were older men, and what was even more strange was that the cell was specially locked.

Zhuang Yanqiu tugged hard on the big black iron lock, but it didn't stop.

Hearing the movement, the second master turned around, saw Zhuang Yanqiu's attire, jumped up and scolded: "You monster who kills thousands of knives, you have the guts to let me out, I will challenge you one-on-one! Afraid of you, an inhuman monster? Let me out——!”

"Second master!" Zhuang Yanqiu called out in a low voice.

The second master's whole body shook, and he stared at Zhuang Yanqiu in astonishment for a while, "Brother Qiu? Why are you here! Hurry up! Go away!"

"I'm here to save you." Zhuang Yanqiu gathered some immortal energy in her hands, and pulled the black iron lock again, this time the lock was easily torn off.

The second master was the first to run out of the cell, and pulled Zhuang Yanqiu out: "Go! Hurry up!"

Zhuang Yanqiu pointed to the people in the cell, "Don't you care about them?"

"You silly boy. They have been frightened to the point of losing their hearts and courage. Can you save them all?" The second master looked indignant, "Listen to the second master, they can leave if they want when the door is opened, no People stop me, if I don’t want to live, it’s useless to save me.”

Zhuang Yanqiu was hesitantly dragged out by the second master, but before he reached the door, he heard light footsteps coming from the entrance. Zhuang Yanqiu grabbed the second master and went with him into an unlocked cage next to him.

"Mr. Xuan really has a strange taste... He insists on eating the old rough meat instead of chewing on this good tender meat... What a weird habit." The person speaking was in a rough voice.

"Everyone has their own habits, old meat is chewy." A soft male voice sounded right after.

Speaking voice, two humanoid monsters, one fat and one thin, got into the entrance.

The fat one is like a meat ball, every piece of flesh on his body is shaking while walking, while the thin one's waist is not as thick as the fat man's thighs, walking beside the fat man, it is completely covered, and his appearance cannot be seen clearly .

The goal of these two people was very clear. It was not the young and middle-aged men who were imprisoned, but they walked directly towards the cell where the old man was locked.

Zhuang Yanqiu and Second Master squatted in the ordinary cell, lowered their heads, held their breath, and waited for the two to pass by them.

After walking over, Zhuang Yanqiu raised his head slightly, at this moment he saw a pair of dead eyes staring at him and the second master, and felt that something was wrong, he immediately pushed the second master, "Let's go! "

The second master was in the front, Zhuang Yanqiu was in the back, they opened the cell door and got out.

But at this moment, the skinny man's shrill voice came from inside, "Huh? Who broke my lock?"

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty—someone has escaped! They are here! Your Majesty, come and catch them!"

Zhuang Yanqiu looked back, and found that in the cell where she was hiding just now, a young man jumped up and raised his head, shouting excitedly.

Zhuang Yanqiu and the young man's eyes were entangled, and he clearly understood the deep meaning in the other's eyes: If he can't run away, neither can others!

An evil thought arose in Zhuang Yanqiu's heart, and he really wanted to slap that young man to death.But at this time, he couldn't care about this little guy anymore. Hearing the boy's call, two guys, one fat and one thin, had already chased after him.

Zhuang Yanqiu released the green food and swallowed the second master who was about to stand in front of Zhuang Yanqiu in one gulp. At the same time, he pinched his fingers quickly, pushed with both palms, and released the first level of the 'Turning Elephant Magic' without hesitation.

His first level of training was not perfect, only one or two out of ten times he could succeed in this attack. He lacked confidence in this attack, but he had to strike due to the situation.

Seeing his posture, the two guys, one fat and one thin, froze for a moment, and immediately dodged to the side.

It's just... This palm was thunderous and rainy, and the strike didn't even produce any air fluctuations, and the surrounding area was quiet.

Zhuang Yanqiu secretly said "Oops!" and ran away.

"It's unreasonable!" The fat man waved his fist and roared loudly, "How dare you play tricks on me! I'm going to swallow you alive——!!

"His baby is interesting, leave it to me!" The skinny man was dressed in black and looked like a ghost. He flew over the fat man's head in a flash, and followed Zhuang Yanqiu closely.

Zhuang Yanqiu controlled the air under her feet and flew down from the height of the snow peak.

The air behind him was flapped by the wings and made a sound of bulging. Zhuang Yanqiu didn't dare to turn around, but only increased his speed.

A black shadow suddenly flew to the place next to his head, and glanced sideways at Zhuang Yanqiu, "Who are you? What sect and sect of cultivation?"

Zhuang Yanqiu felt nervous for a moment. The black figure was that skinny man, who was dressed in black clothes from head to toe, his eyes were covered by blindfolds, only his nose and mouth were exposed, and four wings grew out of his back. He was at the same moment as Zhuang Yanqiu. Going forward, he stared at Zhuang Yanqiu playfully.

Zhuang Yanqiu's scalp was numb, and at the next moment, he stopped suddenly and formed another seal. He sent out the first round of the 'Turning Elephant Magic' again. This time he was in a desperate mood. If he missed, he would have to do another one. Find another way, you can't take this person back to the village.

Seeing Zhuang Yanqiu casting the spell for the second time, the man in black laughed unceremoniously, "Don't bother...Your spells won't reach your goal, and you won't be able to hurt at all..." Before he could finish speaking, the surrounding air suddenly It changed strangely. In this cold and gloomy weather, the man in black suddenly felt a painful feeling of being burned by the fierce fire.The surrounding air was no longer cold air, but turned into balls of scorching hot air, and explosive flames continued to explode on the man in black.

The man in black froze for a moment in astonishment, the feathers on his wings were ignited by the flames, he rolled in the air with a cry of pain, and threw his backhand at the flames on his wings.

With his body out of balance, the man in black fell all the way down.

Zhuang Yanqiu looked down at her hands and frowned in disbelief.He, he succeeded?

The first stage of the "magic power of turning images" is to turn positive and negative phases, that is to say, once he exerts the power, the surrounding air and environment will undergo completely opposite changes from the original ones.It's like how cold winter can turn into scorching hot summer at once, which is a way to control the enemy by surprise.

Zhuang Yanqiu grinned, and while the man in black was falling down, hurriedly started running again.

He didn't take two steps, and suddenly felt that the air under his feet was strange, so he quickly turned his body, stirred the airflow, and changed direction. Just when his figure deviated from the original flying direction, countless "thunderbolts and thunderfires" exploded around him like a torrential rain .

Zhuang Yanqiu was startled, and secretly felt that she was quick enough to react.He was momentarily complacent, the speed under his feet paused for a moment, and suddenly felt a burning pain in his left shoulder. Looking down, he saw a "thunderbolt thunder fire" hit his shoulder, and the explosion blew a piece of flesh on his shoulder to pieces. Come, minced meat and blood splatter everywhere.

Zhuang Yanqiu's figure fell slightly, and he was forced to balance him. He covered the wound with one hand, and looked back behind him, only to see that "Thunderbolt Thunderfire" was shot out from the palm of the man in black. of.

Although the guy's wings were burnt to pieces and his body was falling down suddenly, he did not give up and wanted to keep Zhuang Yanqiu with "thunderbolt, thunder and fire".

Slight cold sweat oozes from Zhuang Yanqiu's forehead, and when he taps his toes, all the immortal energy is used in the 'Following the Wind Art', his speed increases a lot, and he disappears in the boundless domineering air in the blink of an eye. shadow trace.