"Even if all of your witch clan are here, what can you do?"

"The strength of the Heavenly Immortal Cave Heavenly Power, how can you compete with it?"

"The mantis arm blocks the car, and it is not self-sufficient!"

Looking at the Wu people who had regained their self-confidence, the corners of the Wusheng Dao people's mouths couldn't help but turn up, and they sneered.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

With a sound like a thunderous explosion.

The cave behind the Lifeless Daoist was completely opened, and a huge black hole appeared between heaven and earth out of thin air.

And as the black hole rotated, there was a huge suction force between heaven and earth.

Grass, leaves, rattan, and stones on the ground. All under the action of an inexplicable aura, it floated up weirdly...

Click!

Click!

Click!

The huge stone was instantly crushed into white splinters by the spinning black hole.

Tall trees were uprooted.

Even the Wu clan Dazhai, which has been standing on the wild land for thousands of years, began to shake, tremble, moan, and groan under the crushing of this powerful force.

It seems that it could collapse completely at any time.

The warriors of the Wu clan, the sacrifices and others were even more unbearable, and the little courage they had just mentioned was instantly wiped out in the face of the invincible pressure of the Wusheng Dao people.

"Is this the strength of the Heavenly Immortal Cave Heaven?"

Looking at the invincible lifeless Dao people in front of them, everyone's eyes kept shrinking, and their faces were full of shock.

However, compared to the shock of the Wu people.

The shock in the hearts of the Great Elder and the others was even more powerful.

"Oh my God!"

"The power of the Cave Heaven!"

The Great Elder's eyes widened and his face was full of envy.

The people of the sect, unlike the martial artists, do not polish their qi and blood, and do not temper their physical bodies.

They exercise their thoughts, and through visualization and reading, they make their thoughts extremely transparent.

After being tempered by the Thunder Tribulation, every thought is like an ice crystal.

The more thunderstorms you experience, the less impurities you will have in your thoughts. It is precisely because of this that most of the sects divide the realm according to the number of thunder tribulations.

Disciples who have not experienced the thunder tribulation are called Yin gods. Don't dare to go out of the body in the sun at all.

Yin gods without physical protection are very fragile, and ordinary sunlight falling on their bodies is no less than a crimson flame.

Even if it is a chilling breeze, it is an extremely dangerous existence for them, and if they are not careful, they will die.

In the early days, the yin god was out of the body, and Ma Wu, who wanted to plot against Situ, was a yin god.

Those who survived a thunderstorm were ghosts and immortals.

The so-called thunder tribulation is the spring thunder.

As soon as the spring thunder sounded, the world was stunned. Whether it is a snake, insect tortoiseshell, or a bear that has fallen into hibernation, it will wake up when it hears this spring thunder.

It's just that what ordinary people don't know is that this spring thunder contains immeasurable creation.

People in the sect, when they have cultivated to a certain level, must go through the thunder tribulation.

Whenever the spring thunder comes, they will let their thoughts go through the tempering of the thunder.

Spend the past and achieve ghosts and immortals.

If you can't get through it, you will die.

Every year, I don't know how many Yin Gods have completely fallen. But even so, it does not affect the Yin God's desire for thunder tribulation.

For them, surviving the thunderstorm is no less than a carp crossing the dragon gate.

Because once the thunder tribulation is passed, the yin energy in the mind will be greatly reduced, and there will also be a trace of Yuan Yang.

The sun, the breeze, and the flames that they feared before could not hurt them in the slightest.

The Yin God who survived the thunder tribulation can even go out of the body by day. As long as they are unlucky enough to encounter thunder, it is difficult for them to be hurt by ordinary natural phenomena.

Those who have survived more than four thunder tribulations are called earth immortals.

Although the earth immortals and the ghost immortals are both called immortals, they are not the same.

Not only do the earth immortals have less yin energy in their thoughts, but they also have their own blessed land, and they can completely open a sect and become the ancestor of the Holy See.

Moreover, the blessed land of the earth immortal powerhouse has a strong growth potential, and if some kind of transformation occurs, it will become a cave sky.

At that time, each of them will go up to heaven and earth to be self-exalted.

Those who have survived the seven thunder tribulations are the heavenly immortals.

That is, the realm of the lifeless Dao person, who has his own cave heaven and has mastered a certain rule power.

In the world, as long as it is not besieged by more than a dozen martial saints, it is almost impossible to fall.

Although it cannot become an eternal existence, it can also enjoy a thousand years of life. The people of the world are ignorant, and most of them regard them as real immortals, or set up tablets, or build temples, worship day and night, and pass them on from generation to generation.

The Great Elder had only seen a record of the Heavenly Immortals in the legends and sect classics before.

Although I have long known that the strong people in the cave sky are invincible.

But today, the Wusheng Dao man made a move, which still shocked him.

The power of the cave has been separated from the category of human beings, and by borrowing the power of space, it has touched the origin of power.

The Heavenly Immortal Cave Heavenly Power Lifeless Dao People also proved this.

Under the crush of his cave sky, whether it is a cultivated samurai or a sacrifice proficient in various spells, he is as fragile as a baby.

He didn't need any spells at all, and he didn't need any skills.

He just had to crush it.

Any trick is a joke in the face of absolute power.

Burst!

Burst!

One by one, the samurai, the sacrifice, the body exploded under the pressure, turned into a mass of blood, and the soul was swallowed by the cave, and there was no chance of reincarnation.

In the past, they had always thought that the earth immortals were already very powerful.

The people of Yuqing Dao single-handedly developed Yuqing Dao into one of the largest sects in Beijun.

Even in the history of Yuqing Dao, it is a very remarkable existence.

Countless disciples of the sect regard the Yuqing Daoist people as heavenly gods, and they are eager to worship them day and night.

However, today they found out. That old idea was so ridiculous.

Frog at the bottom of the well!

The most powerful force of the sect is still the Heavenly Immortals. The strength of the Cave Heaven powerhouse made everyone feel desperate from the bottom of their hearts.

Rumble!

The wall of the Wu clan village could no longer withstand the pressure of the cave, and collapsed with a bang, turning into a pile of ruins.

The despair in the eyes of the people of the Witch Clan grew darker.

Even the face of the witch saint changed drastically.

The difference in strength is too great.

Even if they occupy a favorable geographical position and have people, there is no way to compete with them.

"If the sect leader is still alive, how can they be allowed to be presumptuous again!"

The eagle-headed priest turned pale and looked resentfully at the lifeless Taoist who looked like a god.

The others didn't say anything, but the look in their eyes said it all.

The Sect Master is their last hope.

Although, they also know, this hope is so ethereal.

The Sect Master has long since fallen.

If it weren't for his sudden Yunlu, the Wu Clan would not have been torn apart and decayed to this day.

"Holy Maiden!"

"Eagle Head!"

"Don't you all want to be the leader?"

"No matter who of you can save the Wu clan today, my wolf head will serve him as the lord!"

The wolf's head sacrifice, whose face was pale and his breath was floating, looked at King Chengjun and the others who were killing in all directions, and his face couldn't help but show a trace of despair.