In the Great Wilderness, a tide of cultivators emerged from nowhere, surrounding the remnants of the Nine Clans.

Those people hid their faces and changed their breaths, unable to perceive who they were. They were in groups, and there were more than 20 groups of large and small, with more than 100 people and less than a dozen people.

These people stood together, their momentum surging like a tidal wave, constantly impacting the remnants of the Nine Clans.

On the other hand, on the side of the nine clans, each clan spilled blood all the way forward, and after several twists and turns, now there are only more than ten people left in each clan, even though these people are as magnificent as mountains and rocks, but now they are also unable to hide their tiredness, compared to the opposite side is more like a straggler.

Even so, the leaders of the various clans still did not change their faces, and the nine people looked at the group of people on the opposite side indifferently, as if they were not the ones who were surrounded.

"You're only a hundred, do you think you can stop us?" asked someone in the crowd.

No one from the Nine Clans responded.

In the eyes of those nine people, these thousand people were just a group of jackals, and they didn't even bother to look at them, so how could they take care of them? If these nine people didn't speak, the rest of the nine clans naturally wouldn't open their mouths.

So, there was a hint of anger in the eyes of the man who had just spoken, but he did not say anything more, and waited silently.

He didn't wait long, and soon someone became impatient.

"Good dogs don't get in the way! don't expect your family's reputation to be a talisman in this kind of place, if you don't get out of the way, we will slaughter you together!" someone scolded.

"Hurry up and get out of here!"

"If you don't get out of the way, there is only a dead end!"

There are more than 1,000 mouths, even though most of them are still silent, but they don't need many people to speak, and they seem to be shocking.

The nine didn't care about their words, they just stood there quietly. But just that, and it has, made the thousand people nervous.

Everyone knows that there are many dreams at night, and the more than 1,000 people are unwilling to wait for a long time, they are afraid after all. But in the ancient city in front of them, there is a legendary monument to the troubled times, and their desire makes them unwilling to retreat.

When desire turns into a flame and the fear is steamed and roasted, someone strikes.

A quick arrow shot out of the crowd and nailed straight at the man in purple standing in the center.

The fast arrow came in the blink of an eye with a sky-breaking roar, but when it approached, it was held by the man in purple with one hand.

"Hmph. The man in purple snorted coldly, he saw two more arrows in the air coming towards him, and with a turn of his wrist, the sharp arrow in his hand was facing that direction, and with a slight shake of his wrist, the sharp arrow came out of his hand, faster than when it came, breaking two arrows in a row, and the castration was unabated.

The man who shot the arrow was about to shoot the fourth arrow with his bow, when he suddenly saw the shadow of the arrow in mid-air, and he didn't care about the man in purple on the opposite side, and hurriedly shot an arrow at the attacking arrow.

The fourth arrow was shot, and his hand was wiped around his waist, and there was an arrow feather in his hand in an instant, and another arrow was placed on the bow.

Sure enough, the arrow still couldn't stop the attacking arrow, and the fifth arrow shot at the same time.

At the same time, there was a chill in his heart, and he couldn't care about it, so he hurriedly lowered his body and turned to the side.

"Ahh

Several screams of pain in succession, with one arrow, actually fell five people.

"Kill him! Someone cried out for the man to be killed.

"Kill them! we have no way out, if we let them come out alive, then we will die!" the man who had shouted at the beginning spoke again, his eyes full of sneers.

His words made the wavering people quickly make up their minds, and everyone began to rush towards the Nine Clansmen.

"Why bother with their lives or deaths? The general of the Great Xuanguo sneered, and at the same time gave way to the side, signaling that he would not stop it.

There are people in the nine tribes who are willing to waste their strength on them.

These more than 1,000 people did what they did to the Monument of the Troubled Times, not to grudge with the Nine Clans, they saw that the people of the Nine Clans did not stop themselves, where did they still have the heart to be angry with them, and hurriedly crossed the people of the Nine Clans and rushed to the ancient city.

Of course, it wasn't that no one wanted to make a move against the Nine Clansmen, but the crowd was no longer there, and they were also like ice and snow in the tide of scrambling for the stone stele.

If I offend the people of the Nine Clans, none of these people will share the consequences with me, and if I get the Monument of the Troubled Times, I will have nowhere to go in the whole world!

Everyone had such thoughts, so that there were many people in front of them who dissipated out of thin air. People don't notice.

"What's going on, brother, what about you?" someone noticed that there was one person missing, and the panic began to spread.

But the stele didn't care about their thoughts, and began to emit a faint glow of light, and halos of light surrounded the stele in circles like rainbows.

"Ahh

People turned around and ran backwards, but the Monument of the Troubled Times had been awakened, and they were destined to be the souls of the Monument.

It took only two cups of tea to pour before and after, and there were more than 1,000 people, but there were less than 300 people left. These three hundred people fled in all directions like lost dogs, and even the people of the Nine Clans could not block their way by standing in front of them, they wanted to escape from here, they wanted to leave the ancient city, they wanted to leave the Great Wilderness, they didn't want to stay here for even a second.

It's just that some people fell while running, and when they crossed the Nine Clansmen, there were only a hundred.

They did not dare to stop, and fled beyond the great wilderness.

"The breath of the Troubled Times Monument is much stronger. The man in purple raised his eyebrows and said.

Troubled times come to the world, and the flesh and soul of all living beings are food, this is the monument of troubled times.

"We have to deal with it as soon as possible, otherwise, I don't know how many days will die because of it. The Meng family said.

At this time, the chill suddenly fell, not physically, but mentally, like a great wilderness re-entering the bitter cold.

Everyone looked up at the front, and there was no idea when there was an extra group of black-clothed people, the number of them was only three hundred, but the momentum was stronger than the thousand people just now.

Those who were lucky enough to escape from the ancient city failed to escape from the Great Wilderness after all, they were killed by the men in black, and their bodies were thrown into the grass of the Great Wilderness.

"Someone is calculating us!"

The Nine Clansmen were a little annoyed. Even though those thousands of people concealed their breath with their faces, their own sect naturally knew who it was.

The people in the sect went to the Great Wilderness, ready to rob the Troubled Times Monument found by the Nine Clansmen, but never came back, and there is no need to explain how the process was. These sects will not say it, but they will hide this hatred in their hearts and hide in the shadows and stare at the Nine Clans.

The people of the Nine Clans naturally don't care, but it's naturally unpleasant to carry the black pot for others.

The group of men in black regrouped and walked towards the Nine Clans without hurrying.

It was so quiet that the nine couldn't help but raise their eyebrows.

"Xiaoya, wait a minute, follow me. Tang Bufan looked at Tang Xiaoya beside him and whispered.

The distance between the two sides was close enough, and the distance of ten zhang was already a little close for cultivators.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted, it was cold, and there were no superfluous words, because it was not needed at this time.

More than a thousand cultivators surrounding the forces of the Nine Clans rushed over together, without the slightest fear or worry in their eyes, and they couldn't even see the slightest bit of desire, and some only had resolute killing intent.

It's a bunch of dead soldiers!

The people of the Nine Clans were all shocked, and they couldn't think much now, and only by living could they be qualified to think about more things.

"Everyone, do you still want to keep your hand at this time?" asked the purple-clothed man from the Luo family with raised eyebrows.

"I'll gouge through them. Tang Bufan pulled Tang Xiaoya forward and rushed directly to the dead soldier who had killed.

It is not undangerous to take Xiao Ya to kill that group of dead soldiers, but for Tang Bufan, it is even more dangerous to leave Xiao Ya behind.

Tang Bufan grabbed Tang Xiaoya in one hand and a long sword in the other, the pace was not fast, but it was extremely steady, and every step gave people a sense of taking root.

The long sword provoked, and while protecting his body and Tang Xiaoya, he stabbed out one sword after another, and every time he stabbed a sword, one person was blocked and fell to the ground.

The sword is fast and sharp at the same time, whether the opponent has time to block his long sword or not, or the person dies, or the sword breaks the person. A sword stabbed out will inevitably take away a life.

Tang Xiaoya didn't look behind Tang Bufan, pinching all kinds of formations with one hand, and kept throwing them at the group of black-clothed people.

The man in purple stepped down, the earth trembled, and two yellow dragons rose from the ground, hanging around the man in purple, rushing with him towards the group of dead men in black.

General Xuanguo also laughed and lifted a long knife to chop horses, holding it in both hands, and the endless wind was brought under the knife.

Nine people moved, each showing their magical powers, although the three hundred dead soldiers were strong, but they couldn't let them fight heartily!

When the three hundred black-clad dead soldiers were slaughtered, the nine were reunited.

No, it can be regarded as Tang Bufan, who is pulling Xiaoya, it should be said that ten people are reunited.

Their eyes were like electricity, and they kept scanning their surroundings, and the aura of nothingness had been shrouded in this place, never dissipating, but it was difficult to find the source.

"Hahahaha!"

There was laughter in the distance, and everyone looked there, where a figure was slowly approaching.

At this time, there was a sudden shaking under everyone's feet, as if something was about to come out from below, and soon the ground was suddenly lifted up by something, and before everyone could react, the thing suddenly buckled down, like a huge bowl, and turned ten people upside down.

The man who was laughing in the distance stopped his voice, he stepped next to the ten people, looked at the ten people trapped by the magic weapon, and laughed again.

"What are you laughing at?" Tang Bufan asked.

The laughing man watched Tang Bufan put away the long sword, and felt strange in his heart, suddenly there was a pain, and the blood couldn't help but overflow from his mouth, and when he raised his eyes again, the magic weapon like a bowl was cut into two pieces.

"Who are you?" the man in purple asked coldly as he stepped him into the dust.

"Hahaha......" Even though the corners of his mouth vomited blood, he still laughed wildly and said, "You all have to die!"

His body was stepped on, but his hands were not trapped, and I don't know what he did, I saw the ghost sound of the troubled monument in the ancient city far away, straight into the hearts of everyone.

"Stabilize your mind!" Tang Bufan's face was cold, and he told Tang Xiaoya beside him.

"Die!" the man in purple smashed the man with a kick, splashing a pool of black blood.

"It's a demon clan!" someone was surprised, "why didn't you sense demon energy?"

"I can't control it for the time being, stabilize my mind, don't be disturbed by the soul sound from the Troubled World Monument!"

Everyone sat cross-legged with their eyes closed, separated from the six senses, and guarded the door of their hearts.

Even so, in everyone's minds, the heavens and the earth changed their appearance: endless fire, eyes full of stones, the sky was dyed like ink, replaced with thick gray, a bloody sun hung obliquely in the sky, and even the light sprinkled was like flowing blood.

The wind does not stop, and the ghosts cry like wolves.

Countless soul shadows kept floating left and right.

Therefore, no one noticed that there was an extra red figure on the stone monument in the ancient city.