The man in yellow had a hideous face, and the figure of the fox disappeared when he let out red flowers.

But he didn't mean to stop at all, he knew, and could even clearly feel Ling Hutao's breath fluctuations, but he was not afraid at all, and his confidence came from the red flower in his hand.

As for the people on the ground, whether it was Chen Zimeng and them, or those who followed them, he didn't care in the slightest.

In his opinion, the insignificant pressure overflowed by the red flower was enough to kill all the ants, even if he didn't die, except for Ling Hutao, who could pose the slightest threat to him?

The two of them, Wu and Lu Feng, spit out blood from their mouths, the higher their cultivation, the stronger the spiritual impact of the red flower they suffered, they landed on a step in front of everyone, sat down cross-legged, and a shield rose, covering everyone in the field, and the pressure on everyone was greatly reduced for a while.

The man in yellow was full of excitement, his front was full of red light, and his eyes were also full of red light.

The flowers covering the entire face became more and more vivid, but no one could see it, and as the red flowers in the hands of the man in yellow continued to glow, the flowers on the face of the man in yellow seemed to come to life.

The mountains around the Baiye Sect, all the mountain forest vegetation, were gray and withered in an instant, and a red whirlwind slowly floated, and countless figures in the Baiye Sect Square were terrified, and they ran wildly towards the outside world.

When they came, they rode in a spaceship, or a flying sword boat, in the sky, riding the wind, so unhappy.

At this time, it is too late to escape!

It is worth mentioning that they are all in the realm of Qi cultivation.

In the cultivation realm, the realm of qi cultivation is really worthless, only that kind of genius can be cultivated by the sect, and even those who hide in the snow will have the capital to choose, otherwise they will almost need to go out when the sect fights other sects.

To put it bluntly, they are cannon fodder, if they have that opportunity, go to the next level, build a foundation, or even go further, they can have the qualifications to master their own freedom.

The red light set off a storm and roared, one after the other being engulfed and turned into ashes.

A blue-robed man roared loudly, stepping on the flying sword and wanting to fly away from the sky, he was one of the foundation building monks who came to Baiye Sect to lead the team this time, and one or two of the rest were killed by Lu Feng and Ji Wu, and the rest except for him were all beaten to ashes by Ling Hu Tao, and he escaped because he stood far away.

But at this time, as soon as the red storm rolled, his entire body was directly separated, and he turned into ashes in an instant, but he ended up like those people before, but sooner or later.

Seeing that he couldn't escape, many people fled towards Baiye Mountain, Feng Ling saw this, took out a jade cylinder from the storage bag, glanced at it, got permission, and then threw it towards the sky, his hands turned into virtual shadows, and he kept pinching the trick.

The jade cylinder emitted a blue halo in the air, and a light shield fell, enveloping all the remaining disciples of the Baiye Sect.

Lu Feng raised his head, and Ling Hutao's figure was no longer visible in the air, it was full of blood red, and it was even about to condense into substance, turning this space into a sea of blood.

The sight of staring at the blood-red storm that was constantly surrounding, and countless people being swept into ashes was simply unacceptable to him.

Chen Zimeng didn't know what was going on in the outside world for a long time, and now the aura on his body had become very faint and dark, Ning Qin squatted beside Chen Zimeng, looking at him very nervously, she didn't know what happened to Chen Zimeng, but for a moment it was difficult for her to feel Chen Zimeng's breath.

Murong Yicang took Zhong Fei and ran to the cave not far away, and many people poured in, and after a while, Murong Yicang and Zhong Fei came out again, but many people hid in the cave.

Zhong Fei was very unhappy, snorted coldly, looked at these people and roared, "Hiding here? Is it useful?"

The shield formed by the jade cylinder that Feng Ling had sacrificed earlier began to weaken, and as the blood-red storm got closer and closer, it began to disintegrate.

Chen Zimeng's heart was silent, countless spiritual energy in the dantian were boiling, the ocean of spiritual power became purple in an instant, and the sword platform was undulating between the oceans.

Lian Fenghuo stayed in the outside world, suspended above Ning Qin's head at this time, no one noticed, the ninth inscription on the body of Lian Fenghuo's sword began to become clear, A small line emitted a faint purple light, and the purple light flowed around the sword body, and returned to the inscription.

The spiritual power in the dantian began to rotate from left to right, circle after circle, and on the sword platform, a crack appeared, and the surrounding area actually began to melt and decompose.

Chen Zimeng didn't pay attention, and was extremely serious in guiding the spiritual power to repair the damaged meridians, countless red lights flashed in the outside world, and a steady stream of curse origins were absorbed by Chen Zimeng.

On the heart lake, countless spell origins began to superimpose, layer after layer, and finally turned into a purple pagoda, with a fluttering breath, very demonic!

As the spiritual power slowly flowed, the damaged meridians began to be repaired, but Chen Zimeng's heart began to become anxious, the crisis in the outside world must not be resolved, and the repair of the meridians in good condition will definitely not be able to be done in a short time.

Ning Qin wanted to take a look at Chen Zimeng's situation or Lu Feng, but when he turned his head, he saw the two of them who were full of tiredness and trying their best to resist the blood-red storm, and they didn't know what to do for a while.

At this time, Chen Zimeng opened his eyes, and Zhong Fei on the side immediately stepped forward, his face full of joy.

When Ning Qin saw Chen Zimeng wake up, he immediately squatted down and asked very nervously, "Zimeng, what happened to you just now?

Reaching out to hold Ning Qin, Chen Zimeng shook his head slightly, signaling not to worry.

Saying to the few people around him that it was okay, Chen Zimeng looked up and looked outside.

The blood-red storm appeared in Chen Zimeng's eyes, and then he looked high in the sky, and he couldn't see the figure of Ling Hutao.

Chen Zimeng stood up, stretched out his hand, and even the beacon fire flew in and instantly became smaller and included in the dantian, but the dantian, which was full of purple spiritual power, even the beacon fire roared and spun around several times, but he couldn't find where the sword platform was.

"I want a healing elixir, preferably for the meridians!"

Looking at the constantly approaching storm, Chen Zimeng knew that the best way was to break through immediately, and he felt that if he wanted to survive, the tenth or even twelfth layer of qi cultivation was the only way for him.

Ning Qin waved his hand and took out all the pills on his body, full of nervousness, Feng Ling and Zhang Yi also took out all the pills on their bodies, and Murong Yicang and the six people also rummaged through them, but after some battles in the beginning, they used them themselves or rescued others, and they had already used almost the healing pills.

Not long after, about ten bottles of healing pills were held in Chen Zimeng's hands, all of which were repair pills for damaged monks' meridians.

Looking up at Lu Feng, Chen Zimeng said very quickly, "Old Lu, can we go to the top hall of Baiye Mountain?"

"It's difficult, but it's okay!" Lu Feng groaned slightly, and then replied.

Nodding, Chen Zimeng looked around, "Everyone, retreat to the mountain top hall!"

The blood-red storm hit, and the rest of the people of the Baiye Sect all ran desperately towards the top of the mountain, and those who had hid in the core disciple cave mansion earlier didn't have time, and they were swept up by the storm that came and turned straight to ashes.

Heading towards the top of the mountain, the people who had broken away from the shield moved very slowly.

Finally rushed to the top of the mountain, and as soon as he entered the main hall, the countless enemies who had been forced by the storm all raised their swords to kill.

He snorted coldly, and with a wave of his hand, he killed all the enemies, and during the Qi training period, it was effortless for him to kill.

Rushing into the main hall, the storm has swept through the core area!

Bai Yuanjing walked at the end, glanced at the sky, the door of the main hall had been broken long ago, and at this moment Bai Yuanjing had no choice but to look at the outside world by the door.

Chen Zimeng walked straight to the wolf statue, didn't look at the rest of the people, and sat down cross-legged by himself.

Ning Qin and Murong Yicang surrounded Chen Zimeng, Feng Ling and Zhang Yi also walked over, and Wu and Lu Feng frowned and stood by the door.

Bai Yuanjing looked around, and there were only seventeen disciples of the Bai Ye Sect who were alive now.

Feng Ling, Zhang Yi, Ning Qin, Chen Zimeng four core disciples!

Only himself is left in the inner door, Chu Chaoxi, Cang Yuanyu, Wangu Mountain, Lili, Chen Zhao and Hong Bing!

There are only six Murong Yicang left in the outer gate so far, they are very lucky, the catastrophe is coming, they happen to be in Chen Zimeng's cave mansion, the core disciple area!

If you add Wu and Lu Feng, Bai Ye Sect, nineteen people.

Even Pang Qi died, and when the catastrophe came, he took the lead in rushing to the enemy, and after a terrible battle, he was besieged and killed by more than a dozen guys who practiced qi at the ninth level.

Chen Zimeng closed his eyes, his mind was silent, and he swallowed all the pills in one go, and the powerful medicinal power ran through the whole body, if he didn't swallow the demon pill for a long time, the strength of his body was stronger than that of ordinary people, and this medicinal power was enough to tear Chen Zimeng.

One meridian after another was repaired quickly, and the purple pagoda superimposed on the mantra origin on the heart lake became more and more condensed.

Chen Zimeng took a deep breath and guided the origin of the mantra through the meridians.

The ancient road has been broken, and the practice of qi has stopped at nine layers.

If there is no way, then forcibly continue the road!

The spiritual power in the dantian is now completely purple, which looks demonic, but Chen Zimeng can't control it so much, and the guiding mana will impact the bottleneck of the realm.

There was a clanging sound in his body, and wisps of purple mana appeared around Chen Zimeng.

In an instant, Chen Zimeng came to the peak of the ninth layer of Qi training, but he didn't have time to consolidate it and hit again.

Zheng~

Ten layers of Qi training!

Ning Qin lowered his head, Feng Ling turned his head, Murong Yicang, Zhong Fei, Bai Dao, Wang Lin, Li Yi, and Shang Chi all looked over.

At the moment when Chen Zimeng broke through the tenth layer of Qi cultivation, they could no longer feel the slightest bit of Chen Zimeng's cultivation aura, as if he was a mortal.

"Huh!" Lu Feng looked over and glanced at each other, very puzzled.

But Chen Zimeng couldn't control so much, and the meridians in his body were being washed by a steady stream of demonic purple spiritual power after the impact.

Before everyone had time to explore Chen Zimeng's situation, the red storm rushed to the hall not far away, and an extremely depressed aura came, Lu Feng immediately waved his sleeves and continued to make one trick after another.

The gate was sealed, but it was clearly useless.

Lu Feng roared, "Retreat!"

Everyone crowded around the wolf statue in an instant, Lu Feng waved his hand, and a stone wall fell, and the peephole glowed, forming a wall cover.

This is the last protection, and even Lu Feng is full of despair.

And at this time, Chen Zimeng broke the mirror again!

Eleven realms of Qi training!

He didn't dare to delay, and in an instant, Chen Zimeng opened his eyes, and his two pupils were purple and flowing, which was extremely strange.

The ancient road is open, and the qi is twelve!

The blood-red storm opened the main hall, and the originally magnificent hall was torn to pieces and flew into the air.

Chen Zimeng raised his head, the aura of the twelve realms of qi cultivation was really weird, and even Lu Feng felt a trace of palpitations.

Stretching out his right hand, the purple spiritual power condensed between his fingers, and everyone's faces were full of despair, but Chen Zimeng pointed outward.

The blood-colored storm actually paused for a while, but at this moment, an even more terrifying aura appeared between heaven and earth, the blood-colored storm was twisted backwards by a huge force, the man in yellow was full of horror, and the giant tortoise carrying the palace under his feet also let out an extremely low roar and took a step back.

"You, you actually made me have to show my true body, okay! good!

The survivors were a little overwhelmed, and at this time they were standing in the midst of a ruin, the earth was shaking, and the surrounding building fragments slowly flew into the air, and finally turned into a huge palm and slapped at the man in yellow!

Chen Zimeng and the others stood unsteadily, and when Lu Feng saw this, he instantly sacrificed a flying sword, which expanded several times, shouted, and everyone jumped up and flew straight towards the outside world.

The man in yellow didn't stop them, but instead he was nervously looking at the ground in front of him.

A bell in front of him grew larger, destroying the huge palm that had been sent to him, and there was no time for anything else

The whole land is slowly rising again!