The sky of the world of Syria is still gray, but it is different from the past, and it is difficult to see a complete cloud in this world at this moment.

The current sky dome is chaotic.

Here, there are dozens of majestic warships quietly suspended, they are of different styles, but all of them are extremely tall, all exuding terrifying fluctuations, as if a peerless demon beast of an era on its head is dormant, giving people a terrifying shock.

And when the monks of the major forces descended from the sky and brought back the survivors of the Dao system behind them, a terrifying shadow that was hundreds of feet tall also spread out from the heavenly firmament, so powerful that it was like a god and demon in the world, above all living beings.

It was the Dharma body of those who were strong in the Tribulation Period, representing the fruits of their cultivation in this life, and it was the ultimate evolution of their Dao, each of which possessed terrifying power to the extreme, and if any of them were to give it a go at this moment, I am afraid that this already precarious small world would become even more fragmented.

Cultivators' cultivation, each realm is different, and the more they yearn for it, the more difficult it becomes, but once they break through and really reach a higher cultivation realm, then their strength will change drastically.

This point was not obvious enough when the cultivation was slightly lower, but after the Yuan Infant Period, that intuitive performance became two completely different styles from before, and the difference between people was extremely strong and obvious.

And after the monk broke through, from the primordial infant to the god, from the god to the merger, the gap between that was extremely obvious. And the threshold that separates the realm from the realm seems to have become a moat-like existence.

This is something that all the monks can deeply understand when they are fighting and fighting. Therefore, the gap in the realm of cultivation has become a gap in strength, a crushing of strength, and it has become a kind of common sense that is generally recognized.

Of course, this kind of common sense still has to get rid of some special existences, such as those holy bodies that the human race is proud of, those geniuses and demons who are inherently superior to ordinary monks, or the existence of people like White Night, which are not to be regarded as monks with this kind of common sense.

However, even if this is the case, what I just said cannot be regarded with this kind of common sense, and it is also based on the standard of the same level of monks. In today's cultivation world, even if this gap exists, it can actually be made up for by the cultivation realm.

It's just that the gap between the two is too far. For example, although Bai Ye has been so strong that he is invincible, his strength is enough to crush the monks of the same rank, and he can even fight beyond the ranks, so strong that he can wipe out the enemy beyond the ranks.

But when he met the usual Monk of the Tribulation, he still couldn't get any benefit. Of course, this is still possible by not using other hole cards in the white night, and if he uses some hole cards, then he can still be worthy against some weak Monk of the Tribulation.

But judging from the current situation, the number of monks in the Tribulation Period has reached this level, and there are three real old monsters in such a lineup, which is enough to crush everything.

It's just a pity that such a lineup just met the black-robed figure. After endless years of waiting, a long period of enduring humiliation and burden, the person with the word Aram in his name has already accumulated a lot of experience and truly reached the perfection of the Mahayana realm.

If it weren't for the fact that the path of this life had been cut off, I am afraid that it would really have the possibility of hitting the ninth step of the path of cultivation and succeeding at this time. After all, the so-called accumulation is not only its own strength.

Like its predecessor, it also carried some things from the Gu Clan. Although it is impossible for the Gu clan of the past to reappear, it has disappeared in the long river of time, and it is no longer remembered by today's monks.

But what it left behind has sustained Araam through every minute of the past years...... It is a heavy expectation, but also an immortal obsession, and it is also a legacy inheritance.

Cultivation is a very mysterious thing, just as there are no two leaves in the world that are exactly the same, and the way that each monk walks out belongs to them, even if there are those who come later, they are only imitating, trying to copy.

But how can that happen?

Even if there may be a special case of real success, there will be subtle differences, and at most it can be regarded as the same goal.

And sometimes, if you want to break through the shackles of the cultivation realm, you don't necessarily need to be able to open your mind. An obsession that lingers, cannot be forgotten, and cannot be recovered...... Even with such a trait, it is likely to be the first attack to break the shackles.

And the current Aran is like this, although because of the secret method of the Gu Clan, he has turned from the original human to an immortal monster, and he can no longer be called a human.

But its strength has risen because of this, and its current strength has been sublimated by the predicament it has let go.

Now it was in a desperate situation that could not be broken at all, because those Dharma bodies and battleships that were floating in the sky had already explained everything.

But even then, its choice is to give it a go. Just like the original Gu Clan, it would rather be completely destroyed with its glory than gradually decay in its remnants.

And now, that's exactly what it does. In the sudden gust of wind, it slowly stretched out its hand, which was a dead man's hand, to be exact, for no matter who looked at it, he could only see a pile of bones.

Now, it doesn't need any mantras, no seals, no hymns...... It only needed to raise its hand, and in the blink of an eye, a dark mist condensed out.

That was the evolution of its Dao, and like the other three Mahayana powerhouses, it was also the law it had touched. Although everything in this era is different from the Flood, there are always things that have not changed in particular.

And this includes every cultivation realm and the ability corresponding to it. Although the world is broken, every monk can still go out of his own way, so this world can still have the existence of the Tribulation Period.

And when one's own Tao is deduced to a new extreme and enters a state of perfection, then one can use it as a medium to touch the essence of the world. And that essence is often called the "law".

Of course, this law is broken, otherwise it would not be possible to have a situation where the immortal path has been broken. But even so, it was enough for Aram to use his own means to deal with the enemy in front of him.

"You ...... None of them should be left in the world. ”

At this moment, Aram opened his jaw wide, and he didn't know how to make a terrible sound. The voice was hoarse, hoarse to the point of inhumanity, like the desperate roar of a beast that had been dying.

At the same time, the black mist in its hand also evolved into thousands of black mist, winding towards everyone. And the moment this mist wrapped around those Dharma Bodies and the monks who surrounded it, there was another storm in the sky.

Almost instantly, there were bursts of bright light, explosions, screams, and screams of pain...... It's all in the mix.

"Ancestor, save me!"

"What is this, get out of here, get out of here-"

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At this moment, the voices of those disciples sent by the Dao Sect resounded in this small world. It turned out that those black fog threads were blown up by those raiding monks because of the collision, but they actually turned into bursts of black mist, carrying terrifying poison, plundering the vitality of all living beings in their passes.

After all, this is the means of the strong men of the Mahayana period, and for those bigwigs of the Tribulation Period, they may still be able to resist it, but for those monks who have cultivated below the Tribulation Period, such a collision is a disaster.

However, the real tragedy is only the beginning. Because the next moment, the monks who were struggling to resist or escape the fog were shocked to find that their fellow disciples, who had come back after all their hard work, had gone crazy.

It was only a breath of time, and all the surviving trialists who participated in the trial of the Aran Ruins this time let out a misty moan amid the chirping of Gu worms, and then pounced on the same door that had come to guide them back.

In the face of this mist, they were actually not afraid, and at this moment, their eyes were all dim pitch black, evolving their respective killing moves, and launching indiscriminate killing.

For a moment, the whole scene became extremely chaotic......

At the same time, in the dark pit where you can't see your fingers, the sound of fighting and killing is also heard from time to time. Unlike the chaos elsewhere, there is no terrible haze here, nor the terrifying toxins that the haze carries.

Here are strange magic weapons flying in the sky, as well as the shouts of countless monks in unison, and the icy condensation sound that will never make any sound.

The goal of these people is very consistent, they all want to completely kill the white-haired young man who has fallen into a deep sleep, the demon clan. However, they mistook the real dragon and underestimated the strength of the dragon beast.

At this moment, Hyuna was already furious, she kept shooting, triggering one fight after another, and attacked angrily in the midst of the fight, directly suppressing everything with the terrifying ice road. That scene is quite "under the ice, all beings are equal." "The might.

Although the situation outside has changed so much, she doesn't care about it, for her, Bai Ye's life is everything. Nothing else mattered now, and for now, she only hoped that this man would wake up soon.

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