321 l Baptism of Tribulation (1)

Lightning flashed in the sky, gray clouds appeared, and an impatient wind blew in the air, blowing the stones on the ground and rolling eastward. The whistling sound was accompanied by a dull and oppressive atmosphere. Suddenly, a bang sounded in the sky, and a lightning revealed a spider web-like purple pattern.

"The devil's will is about to reach heavenly calamity," a clear female voice sounded, with a hint of awe in the voice.

"Run, run as far as you can, otherwise we will become his shields." The old Taoist rushed out of the Eight Diagrams Sword Formation and rushed into the crowd, shouting. Everyone looked up at the sky and fled in all directions as if they were invaded by Japanese invaders.

The old Taoist priest quickly ran to Long Yu's side, stretched out his right hand to grab the air, and a jade pen appeared in his hand. The white jade had some green jade in the pen holder, and the pen hair was like a white crane feather. The old Taoist priest frown