Xiao Shi didn't know how many Demon Emperors there were, but just by listening to this number, he knew how fierce the battle between the Demon Clan and the Necromantic Realm would be back then!

However, Xiao Shi quickly shook his head, this Xuanhuang World was like a hurried passer to him, and he couldn't worry about the affairs of the Xuanhuang Continent at all.

It's just that he doesn't seem to realize that he has too many ties with the Xuanhuang world.

Is the word cause and effect so simple?

Entering the range of a hundred zhang, Xiao Shi felt the pressure on his body sink suddenly, but what made him relieved was that the Jindan powerhouses who followed him were still advancing.

The atmosphere here is subtle, and the measure of whether a person can move forward varies.

Physical strength may help, but it is not very helpful, and it is more important for a person to have steadfast perseverance.

Those Jindan powerhouses who came out of the cloud pool, they experienced much more cruelty than people could imagine, and they were accustomed to seeing life and death and struggling in desperate days, so they had a strong heart.

Especially Yang and the butcher and others, who were already outstanding in their own right, as they continued to advance, their bodies involuntarily began to exude evil energy.

From a distance, it looked as if there was a faint layer of black mist enveloping them, one or two might not be too much of a problem, but when they gathered together, it was like a burning black flame, which made people change color.

After Cheng Zhibao entered Baizhang, he suddenly felt that his breathing was stagnant, and after seeing the state of these people, his face changed, and his breathing suddenly became disordered.

This is not a good sign, if the breathing is disturbed, it means that he has almost reached the limit.

But in fact, he reached such a situation entirely because of one thing, angry!

That's right, it's the one who was angry, the one who was angry with Xiao Shi!

Thinking of this, he had to clench his fists, glanced at Xiao Shi, who was still thinking to speak, with gloomy eyes, trying not to think about those things, and forcing himself to calm down.

Xiao Shi walked up slowly and walked straight to Yang's side.

Many of the people in this group of people were full of tiredness in their eyes, but not everyone was as perverted as Xiao Shi, it was okay outside, and there were a few people who could speak, and when they entered a distance of seventy zhang, everyone subconsciously kept silent, how could they talk casually like Xiao Shi and Lin Miaoyin?

Seeing Xiao Shi's figure, these originally tired people seemed to have found the backbone of their hearts, and their gloomy eyes suddenly brightened, and the black qi that was still a little thin suddenly brightened.

Xiao Shi didn't say anything, just slowly raised his hand with a smile on his face, and gestured in his hand.

Outsiders may not understand what Xiao Shi means, but in the Cloud Pool, when Xiao Shi gestured this gesture, it was the time to lead them to escape.

Although the time and place have changed, Xiao Shi's unyielding temperament has not changed!

Their beliefs became more and more firm, forward, forward, forward behind Xiao Shi!

The speed of the group increased suddenly, and it was a very different advance among the many forces, and the others were silent when they saw this scene, and many people were even shocked by the scene in front of them.

What a strong belief, where did this group of guys come from!

There were many people who sneered at them before, but now they looked at them with respectful eyes, and the feeling in their hearts could not be described in detail.

"Those who can't hold on can stop!"

After walking a distance of sixty zhang, many people began to stagger, looking like they were in pain, and they had obviously reached the limit.

And what about Xiao Shi? can still speak!

glanced at Xiao Shi helplessly, and the people at the back of the queue sat down cross-legged with gloomy expressions, and their expressions couldn't help but be complained about after being seen.

Don't forget where this is, sixty zhang! You don't see how many people have been thrown down by the seven major sects behind! And how many loose cultivators have been able to hold on to this point, what do you mean by your gloomy and sad appearance!

Who to look down on!

Fifty zhang is a watershed, in this watershed, Yang and the butcher and the others' bodies began to tremble slightly, although their eyes were full of unyielding, but they had reached the point of almost limit.

Xiao Shi was the first to step into it, the pressure that almost doubled made his body shake suddenly, and after a long sigh of relief, he said, "This is still a little interesting." ”

At this time, in addition to the sound of the wind, there was only the sound of the monk's breathing, and you can imagine how harsh this voice was when Xiao Shi spoke.

The point is that it still pierces the heart!

The people who had originally settled within 50 zhang heard this sentence, and their aura almost went out of order! Nima, what do you mean by this? Why can you still speak!

Yang and the butcher stepped into fifty zhang, but then they sat down on the ground, glanced up at Xiao Shi, gave him a helpless smile, and slowly closed his eyes.

They were unwilling, but they knew better how to do what they could, and the monks in the Cloud Mist Pool were far smarter than others.

Tianhe looked at Xiao Shi silently, Liyu Dao, the lily fairy and the chicken stayed at fifty-four zhang, and after fifty zhang, only him and Murong Ye remained.

Murong Ye is a pure pervert, although he didn't dare to speak, his eyes were bright, and the smile on his face looked like Xiao Shi was full of underbeating.

Xiao Shi said that, but in essence, he also felt the pressure when he entered fifty zhang, and this was not a good place to talk, and after getting used to it, he began to move forward slowly.

Each time his steps were precise, as if carved out of a mold.

Finally, when he was forty-five zhang, Murong Ye was the first to hold on and sat on the ground, but the smug look on his face couldn't be concealed.

At this time, only Tianhe and Lin Miaoyin were left by Xiao Shi's side.

The three people from Yunwu Mountain, no matter how complicated their identities are, the three words of Yunwu Mountain will definitely resound in the Xuanhuang World after today.

The pressure increased with each step, and Xiao Shi's speed slowed down, but the amplitude of his pace did not change in the slightest.

Thirty-five zhang land, there are almost no other monks here, Tianhe's body exudes a faint gray glow, and with a soft sigh, he slowly went on.

Xiao Shi didn't look back, and now he is not allowed to turn back, so he can only bury his head and move forward.

Everyone opened their eyes, and every step of Xiao Shi at this time seemed to be stepping on their hearts, and the dull voice made them feel nothing in their hearts.

Lin Miaoyin gritted her teeth, her white neck was covered with sweat, and finally when she was twenty-eight zhang, she couldn't hold on anymore and fell directly to the ground, while Xiao Shi was still advancing.

This made her eyes flash with a different color, how could this guy still be advancing!