Heaven and earth are coming!

For a while, the monks of the entire plain were boiling with enthusiasm and gearing up, but none of them took the lead in rushing into the dense fog that could not be dissolved. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Thundered!

Whoa!

Above the fog, thunder roared, and silver lightning raged.

The silver that flashed down from the sky rendered the entire sky in a color like mercury.

The silver horse training was mixed with a rumbling violent thunder, and it swept down. The sound dispersed, shocking the sky and shaking the entire plain.

The monks were prostrate on the ground, their whole body and mind occupied by the roar.

Mu Bai also prostrate on the ground, looking at the lightning and thunder that flashed from the silver sky, and couldn't help but be completely stunned by the scene in front of him.

In a moment, the Heaven and Earth Mystery that disappeared into the fog revealed a faint shadow, and the color was faintly similar to the silver lightning between heaven and earth.

Illusory silver trees sway between the mountain peaks, and magical flowers and plants loom in the mountains and forests. It is so hateful that you can't rush to pick it right away.

Whoa!

Suddenly, a silver lightning bolt stretched a long figure, like a silver dragon, and landed on the illusory shadow of the mountain.

Bang!

An earth-shattering loud noise was heard, and when the silver dragon fell, the illusory mountain peak shattered instantly and disappeared without a trace.

Ahead, there is still an endless fog, and there is no trace of the world and the world.

Seeing this scene, many monks who arrived here for the first time gasped and broke out in a cold sweat.

If it weren't for the coercion that suppressed them, many of them would have rushed into the illusory mountain at this moment, and their souls would have been scattered by now.

Gradually, the coercion emanating from heaven and earth disappeared, and the monks who were prostrate on the ground began to regain their free bodies.

"Rush, the opportunity is ahead!"

"Elixir, I'll do it too!"

For a while, many scattered cultivators shouted excitedly and rushed towards the mist like crazy.

Bang bang!

However, what awaits them is not chance, but death.

The sound of shattering sounded, and the body of a famous scattered cultivator exploded, flesh and blood flew sideways, and the primordial spirit was scattered, all of which merged into the mist.

Suddenly, the endless mist began to glow with blood, slowly circulating, like tiny veins.

Seeing this scene, Mu Bai gasped, paused in his footsteps, stretched out his hand to stop Shangguan Linglong on his side, turned his head to look at Mancang and said, "What's the matter?"

As he spoke, he looked around, and found that all the monks who had the protection of the sect were all staying in place at the moment, not moving.

In the distance, there are some scattered cultivators sitting like clocks, meditating and calming, as if they are not moved by the world and the world.

"Heaven and Earth Misty, whenever it appears, it needs to devour the blood and primordial spirit of nearly 10,000 monks before it can really be opened!"

For the major sects, they all know this secret, so no one moves.

"What's going on? How did they all die?"

"Is this a trap? There's nothing in it, only death. ”

With the death of the first wave of sansanism, there was a lot of discussion.

Song Zheng raised his head and looked around, coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said loudly: "The heaven and earth are open, and those who cultivate below the golden pill can enter it." And the people in the previous were all Jindan monks who had hidden cultivation. Alas, it's a pity!"

After speaking, he shook his head with a look of regret. Obviously, this is a lie, a deception to those who are ignorant and unscrupulous. It's just that at this moment, a group of scattered cultivators have long been confused by the elixir that has disappeared, how can they tell the difference between the true and the fake.

Seeing this scene, Mu Bai had a black line on his head and scolded secretly: "This old thing, who is more shameless than me, actually wants to take advantage of these ignorant loose cultivators. ”

When I think of this, I can't help but think of the scenes I have seen in TV dramas and movies.

Scattered cultivators, those are independent cultivators, they seem to be at ease, but they have been struggling on the path of cultivation.

Resources are scarce, and there is no sect to protect them.

With these two points alone, it is difficult to note that it is difficult for casual cultivation to get ahead.

"Rush! Chance is inside!"

I don't know who it was, but suddenly shouted.

As soon as the voice came out, many scattered cultivators swept into the air again, rushing into the mist.

Bang bang!

The sound of the broken body sounded again, and in an instant, the bodies of the hundreds of scattered cultivators who rushed in directly burst into the air, and the primordial gods rose into the air.

"Trap, this is definitely a trap!"

"Look, none of those sect disciples rushed out. ”

"This world is a slaughterhouse, run away. ”

No matter how stupid the scattered cultivators were, they had already reflected it and began to run away.

"I want to go, dream!" Song Zheng snorted coldly, his body moved and swept into the void, and with a movement of his hands, he sacrificed the Star Sword.

Suddenly, the starlight in the void was filled with starlight, enveloping it down, firmly blocking the scattered cultivators.

"Song Zheng, what are you doing?"

"Heavenly Star Sect, do you want to be the enemy of all the scattered cultivators in the world?"

"Brothers and sisters unite, these sects want us to take the lead for them!"

The scattered cultivators were full of righteous indignation, or twisted out spells, or urged magic weapons, and wanted to resist.

However, these strongest cultivators were only at the peak of the late stage of foundation building, so how could they compete with Song Zheng in the early stage of Jindan.

In a few breaths, nearly 100 people were swept up by the power of the stars and thrown into the mist.

Terrible screams rang out, blood flowed everywhere, minced flesh flew everywhere, and the whole plain became bloody.

The mist outside the Heaven and Earth Misty Forest became crimson, and the blood on it coagulated more and more, but there was still a big gap between saturation and saturation.

As Song Zheng continued to kill, all the scattered cultivators began to gather together, each offering their own spells and magic weapons to form a powerful defensive array, and slowly retreated.

Song Zheng was indeed very strong, but in the face of thousands of scattered cultivators urging spells at the same time, it was difficult for him to completely deal with it for a while.

Standing on top of the flying sword in the void, he turned his head impressively, glanced at the major sects, and said coldly: "Do you want your disciples to die, or let these scattered cultivators die." ”

As soon as this voice came out, the leaders of the major sects in the Hongwu Continent all took off with their swords and helped Song Zheng capture a group of scattered cultivators.

With the addition of these people, the defenses formed by the scattered cultivators began to shatter, but there was still a great difficulty before they could completely drive everyone into the fog.

It must be that the cultivation of these people is not too high, and the strongest ones are only in the late stage of foundation building. Even the team leader sent by Hong Wuguo was only at the peak of cultivation in the late stage of foundation building.

Song Zheng knew that it was not a way to continue, so he turned his head to look at Mancang and said, "You still don't do it?"

The barbarian stood in place, his face changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: "Although my barbarian clan also came here for the world and the world, I have never done such a dirty thing. ”

"Haha!" Song Zheng laughed fiercely and said, "As far as your barbarian clan is a good person, for endless years, the Heaven and Earth Maze Forest has been opened once every hundred years, hasn't your clan killed here?"

As soon as these words came out, Mancang was also stunned, then shook his head, and sighed: "The past has nothing to do with me and me, let alone my ancestors. In short, the ancestor said that the opportunities between heaven and earth are arbitrary, don't force them. Today, even if you can't get into the maze of heaven and earth, I won't let you go along with you. ”

These words are loud and sonorous.

"Okay, that's a good point!" Mu Bai clapped his hands and said, "My generation of monks has something to do and something not to do! Although the path of cultivation is to eat the weak, killing and fighting constantly, but it must not be so shameless!"

"Hmph! ignorance!" Song Zheng snorted coldly, stopped speaking, and opened his mouth to spew out the natal magic weapon.

In the distance, the scattered cultivators who were defending with all their might heard this, and they all showed gratitude. What's more, they have already begun to shout.

"Senior barbarians, please help my generation to disperse, as long as you can successfully escape, my generation will never forget the great grace of the barbarians. ”

"Senior Mancang, please save my generation from cultivation. ”

The barbarian stood in place, looked at the struggling beings, shook his head, and sighed: "Life and death are fate, I won't help Song Zheng, and I won't help you." ”

After speaking, close your eyes and say no more.

Seeing this scene, Zhong Sanxiu looked disappointed, but he was still very grateful to Mancang in his heart. Because they understand that as soon as they make a move, the cultivators will completely lose hope of life.

It's a good thing that the two parties don't help, at least, they still have a glimmer of life.

In the void, Song Zheng stood with his sword, and the Xingchen Sword spell was urged to the extreme, and with the help of the leaders of the major sects, he quickly threw a scattered cultivator on the periphery of the defense into the mist.

As it spewed out the natal magic weapon, the defenses that had been painstakingly formed by the scattered cultivators collapsed suddenly.

Suddenly, a terrible sound rang out, and a famous cultivator was quickly swept into the mist that had become a blood mist.

"Haha, I haven't been to this barren place for nearly a thousand years, but I didn't expect it to be so lively. Suddenly, an old voice sounded in the void.

"Wow!" the old man's voice paused, and then he said excitedly: "What a coincidence, it actually allowed the old man to meet the opening of the Heaven and Earth Miscellaneous." Good thing, children, the old man will give you a great opportunity. ”

As the sound sounded, a huge flying ship emerged from the clouds in the sky.

On the boat, a crane-haired old man was looking down with a smile, and beside him, he was followed by five monks who were at the peak of the late stage of foundation building.

"Yuanying Monk!" Barbarian Cang's face turned pale, and he hurriedly waved at the old man in the void, and said respectfully: "Junior, Hongwu Continent Barbarian Barbarian Cang, meet the seniors." ”

"What? is this the Yuanying Monk?" Mu Bai looked at the old man on the huge flying boat in disbelief.

Not to mention the old man, the flying boat alone can already be described by the word Shenzhou.

"Oh, it's a barbarian, how is that little guy from Manwuji?" the old man looked at the barbarian warehouse with a smile on his face.

The name of the barbarian report is also the reason why it is fortunate to report that his grandfather has traveled all over the world and made friends with monks all over the world. Hearing the words of the old man, knowing that he really knew his ancestors, he was determined in his heart, and then said respectfully: "Thanks to the predecessor Hongfu, grandpa, his old man is fine, and he has broken through the Yuanying." ”

"Oh!" The old man was slightly startled, and then laughed heartily: "I didn't expect it, I really didn't expect it, the old man has not been born for thousands of years, and the little doll back then has actually reached the infant stage." ”

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