The flow of the world's general trend is already complex and unpredictable, and it often develops in a direction that others cannot expect.

Since a year ago, Zhao Yu imprisoned the Heavenly Way in the Heavenly Land, and the entire Taixuan Land has been raining heavily.

At the same time, all the monks who witnessed all this in Taixuan Land understand that a new era is coming.

But no one has concluded what the era is and where it will go.

In the top hall of Nanzeta, after the gate of the hall was pushed open by the old and the young, the internal scene came into view. What was surprising was that the scene behind the gate was not the magnificent government lobby, but a completely open-air platform.

On this wide platform, you can overlook the entire Nanze City, which is in full swing. If you face the north, you can see a giant snow-capped mountain directly extending into the nine heavens at the end of your sight.

This snow mountain is familiar to all creatures in the swamp land. It is the holy land of Xuemei Shangguo, and it is also one of the famous sacred mountains of the entire Taixuan Land, the Fengxue Divine Mountain.

The existence of the Wind and Snow Mountain and the countless snow on the mountain have made the southern envelope, which has accumulated more water vapor than ordinary lands over the years, and has become a huge swamp landform, and countless races that survive in the swamp.

In other words, the two are interrelated masterpieces of the magical craftsmanship of nature.

However, the recent continuous rainstorms have completely changed the relationship between the two and have also made Nanze become a real Nanhu.

The importance of habitat to the survival of the race above is self-evident. If you lose all the place of survival, it means you will have no place to stand in this world.

Therefore, at the front of this Nanze Palace, a middle-aged monk wearing a gray-brown imperial robe looked worried and looked down at the big city under construction below. He continued to hear with helpless voice:

"Lord of Dusk, in just one-third of the landforms in Wunanze have turned into lakes, and countless people have been forced to leave their homes. What is even more dangerous are the strange beasts that have nowhere to go in the swamp."

After saying that, the middle-aged king of Nanze Kingdom raised his right hand, pointed to the swamp below, which was shrouded in the rain, and continued to speak extremely solemnly:

"According to the exploration of the monks in our country, the direction of these strange beasts migrating collectively is the north, which means that in a short time, endless strange beasts will rush out of the swamp, which is a great disaster of life and death."

After speaking, Lord Nanze turned his head, stared at an old man standing with his hands beside him, and said:

"Almost all the monks in our country were sent out by their own lords to find solutions, trying to open the way to divert traffic, at least slowing down the spread of the water. The rest of the people were building this big city below. If they really had to face the charge of the swamp beasts in the future, at least there would be a city to defend.

"Actually, if the Lord of the Kingdom of Dusk does not come in person this time, my Lord of the Kingdom of China wants to go north to ask for help from your country, but he didn't expect you to have arrived half a step earlier."

The words of the king of Nanze Kingdom were joking, and there was more helplessness. Then the old man in the yellow robe beside him looked at the rain curtain in front of him, and after a few breaths of silence, he still spoke:

"You are an external trouble, and my country of dusk is the most difficult internal trouble."

The word "internal worries" came out, and the aura that surged from the body of the old man in the yellow robe suddenly became countless times stronger. The sound of word by word came out again:

"Master Nanze, I thought that after the Holy Lord was killed or even the incident outside the sky, the whole world would usher in an era that truly belonged to us, but I never expected that it would be the current situation!"

As soon as the old man in yellow robe fell, the response from the king of Nanze Kingdom came out:

"I can only say that the former Immortal Court Holy Palace was really too powerful, and the backup moves it left behind caught us completely off guard."

As soon as this statement was spoken, another silence appeared between the two kings. Because of their heavy thoughts, the extremely strong pressure from the superiors was like a dark cloud covering the top, pressing down with a bang.

At the same time, behind the Nanzeta Platform Hall, the old and young people who were standing in the rain felt the waves of powerful pressure, and their hearts were slightly shocked.

Then the two looked at the two silent kings under the rain from afar, lowered their heads and lowered their hands, and waited respectfully, not daring to neglect any.

Then, while the two people in front were silent, drops of rain fell on the dark sky, dripping on the face of the young man Nan, and then flowed down the cheeks of the latter.

The next breath, the young man frowned and began to feel the coldness coming, murmured and asked:

"Old Huo, how could there be snow in this heavy rain?"

The question fell, and the old man next to him with his head raised his eyes slightly and looked up at the sky above, but he did not find any abnormalities. Then a low voice came out:

"Boy Nan, there is nothing in the rain, how come there is snow? Are you crazy?"

"How could it be that there was clearly snow falling from the Snow Mountain in the north."

After the young man Nan finished speaking, he raised his body and stared at the sacred mountain in the north. He saw a thick blurred look in his eyes, and the voice continued to be heard:

"Not only is there heavy snow, but also sound, as if calling me."

However, before the burly young man finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly because the old man Huo next to him stretched out his hand and pressed the former's head. He pressed heavily, and the sound came out at the same time:

"This Snow Mountain of Wind and Snow is far away from us, and is still separated by the swamps and mountains. The snowflakes falling on it turned into rain halfway. You kid, please wake me up."

After saying that, the old man coughed lightly, locked his eyes on the figure in front of him, and continued to speak:

"Go to cheer up, the king of the Dusk Kingdom has left, so the king will soon find you and me, don't be distracted."

After the words came to his voice, the young man Nan, who was slapped hard on the back of his head, suddenly dissipated. After coming to his senses, there was still a little confusion on his face.

But in the next breath, sure enough, a grand and majestic voice rolled downwards, one old and one young:

"During this period, my country has been closely watching the changes in the situation in our southern swamps and the entire Taixuan land, and found that everything is developing in an extremely unoptimistic direction.

"No care is allowed in the Nanze flood, so my lord wants you to ask for help."

As soon as the words asking for help came out, the virtual air atmosphere on the platform outside the hall suddenly stagnated, followed by a jade plaque full of ice blue flying downwards and floating in front of the two.

In the next breath, the voice of the king of Nanze Kingdom continued to sound again:
Chapter completed!