Chapter 139: Destroy the Heavens and the Earth!

In the Nangong family's mineral deposits, terrifying waves of qi were still flying outward, and countless figures were shuttling through the air.

Chu Yun and Master Yourong, Qingyue Fairy and the others stood on the top of a mountain, looking at the monks flying in the air, their faces solemn.

"You say, what the hell is going on, why hasn't anyone from the Nangong family come forward to explain it?"

"At this time, where can the Nangong family take care of us people, I hope it is not a big disaster, otherwise, I am afraid that we people will also have bad luck. ”

"What this Taoist friend said is too appalling, looking down, this is just something terrible dug up in the mine, the Nangong family can obviously deal with it, naturally we don't need our help, I'm afraid that the seniors of the Nangong family will come out to clarify later." ”

"What do you mean by being sensational?"

The man next to him showed a solemn look on his face and said, "Have you forgotten what happened three hundred years ago?"

Three hundred years ago?

Hearing this, the people around Chu Yun gasped and changed their faces.

Even the faces of the Qingyue Fairy and the Third Prince changed, and their expressions became even more intense.

How did Chu Yun know what happened three hundred years ago, so he turned to Master Yourong and asked, "Senior Uncle, what happened three hundred years ago?"

Master Yourong showed a strange look on his face, glanced at Chu Yun, and said with a solemn expression: "Three hundred years ago, there was a strange thing in Xiqi Yunzhou, all the corpses in a holy mound came to life, and at that time there was also a vein, but it was not an immortal ore, but a vein called Cuiyun Gold. ”

"Corpse...... All alive?"

Chu Yun showed a look of surprise on his face, and when he saw that everyone around him had looked over, he then asked, "What happened later?"

At this time, the third prince suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile: "Later, it was proved that it was a sect called Onmyoji who was playing ghosts behind his back, but this sect has always been mysterious, and it has not appeared in Xianyun Kyushu for many years. ”

Chu Yun breathed a sigh of relief, looking at it like this, it shouldn't have caused too much damage to the lives back then.

However, Chu Yun's breath was not yet relieved, and Que Yang Zhenren continued with a solemn face: "At that time, the entire Xiqi Yunzhou was devastated, and this disaster took several years to completely wipe out those corpse puppets. ”

Hours?

Chu Yun showed a look of shock on his face.

Isn't this an otherworldly version of Resident Evil?

Master Yourong glanced at the veins that were constantly gushing out with some concern, and said in a deep voice: "At that time, in Xiqi Yunzhou, all the Da Luo Jin Immortals who were bitten by corpse puppets would all become corpse puppets, snowballing, and swept through most of Xiqi Yunzhou, so you can imagine how much of a sensation this incident caused at that time. ”

Chu Yun pondered for a moment, looked at everyone, and said, "You are suspicious, this time you are making trouble with the remnants of the Onmyoji Sect?"

The third prince laughed and said, "The things of the year can be calmed down, and now even if the remnants of the Onmyoji are making trouble, they can't make much trouble." ”

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, but Chu Yun looked at the veins with some concern.

The third prince has already sent someone to inform the Dongyue Dynasty, such a big matter, there is no reason why even the Dongyue Dynasty does not know.

Now that I see the people of the Nangong family, although they are a little hurried and chaotic, they have a sense of orderliness, and there is nothing to worry about.

However, just as everyone was relieved, a sudden change occurred.

In the veins that had been gushing out, a muffled thunderous sound suddenly came, and the entire earth shook violently.

Together with the top of the mountain where Chu Yun and the others were, it shook violently like an earthquake.

Countless people exclaimed, their faces were shocked, and they jumped up one after another.

Boom ——!

A terrifying loud bang shook the ears and shook Chu Yun's eardrums.

He was just a monk who had practiced the void period, and it was a little difficult to even fly in the sky, so he could only control his body with the help of some flying swords.

But this sudden loud noise made Chu Yun dizzy, and before he could react, he was swept out by a terrifying wave of qi.

In mid-air, in the face of the surging qi waves, Chu Yun could only stabilize his body as much as possible, but under the confusion, the whole person seemed to be swept away, and fell heavily towards the mountain.

There were bursts of ghost crying wolf howls in my ears, mixed with the screams and exclamations of countless monks.

Even immortals like Venerable Rong didn't know where they had been knocked and flown to.

In the veins, it was as if there was a roar of a fierce beast.

The wind swept in mid-air, and endless waves of qi covered the sky and the sun, and blood-red blood qi gushed out, enveloping the entire heaven and earth in the blink of an eye.

The layers of prohibitions laid down by the Nangong family only resisted for a moment before they fell apart.

Countless monks fell, their lives unknown.

After those strong men forcibly stabilized their bodies in mid-air, they also snorted again and again, unable to release their divine consciousness at all, and their faces were full of desperate hatred.

Chu Yun tried his best to look towards the mineral deposit, his eyes suddenly turned into vertical pupils, golden and bright, and the surrounding environment completely changed.

The gray lattices were like spider webs, shrouding Chu Yun's line of sight.

Under those blood-red waves, a black figure rose into the sky.

Like the roar of a wild beast, a humanoid beast, looking up to the sky and laughing, a monstrous blood and qi soared into the sky.

"Saint!"

This was Chu Yun's last thought, and he felt that the world was spinning, his eardrums hurt, and his eyes stinged, and he fell heavily to the ground.

In a trance, Chu Yun was stunned to find that the ground didn't seem to be as hard as he imagined, if it was a mountain rock, Chu Yun was afraid that even if he didn't fall to his death, he would be seriously injured.

It seems like...... What did it fall on?

Chu Yun barely opened his eyes and looked, shouting that this bastard's tongue was spitting out.

Under this smash, he almost squeezed out the eyeballs that he was crying out.

"Digging the grass, little ...... Boy, you're so heavy, go down quickly, you're going to be crushed to death. ”

Han Zhu easily retracted his tongue and glared at Chu Yun with rolled his eyes.

Chu Yun hurriedly turned over and threw a grateful glance at Han Zhu.

After seeing Chu Yun's gaze, Han Zhu, who was originally angry, suddenly felt a little better, snorted twice, and glanced at Chu Yun.

As everyone knows, what Chu Yun was thinking at this time was that in the future, he must let the pig eat more, and it was best to grow into a spherical shape.

"Damn, a saint, what's the name of the ghost, it almost deafened my ears. ”

The pig's huge ears snapped against his face, as if he would not hear the saint's ghost cry and laugh after closing his ears.

This is, in the direction of the Nangong family, a roar came, and a huge mountain stone rushed towards the blood-colored saint in mid-air.

A cold snort resounded through the heavens and the earth, Chu Yun was like being struck by lightning, and he looked into the air with a shocked expression, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

Another saint.

It's just obvious that this saint belongs to the Nangong family.

Now it's a big deal.

The battle between the saints is so devastating?

The two terrifying waves of qi collided violently, and countless mountains and rocks around them collapsed, and the huge mountain was actually cut off in half by Qi Brush.

"I didn't expect to let you out. ”

An old voice came slowly, and Chu Yun looked fixedly, his face changed.

The saint of the Nangong family looked lifeless, as if he was about to die, and the skin on his body was like the bark of a tree in winter, rough and rough.

It was the bloody man in mid-air, the blood on his body was full of blood and vitality.