Zhang Lingdao had already seen the target who was playing the flute at this time, and there was basically no gap between him and what he expected, it was Su Shuanghua.

He was holding the weapon that looked powerful and gorgeous, the weapon of the Shifting Flower Palace was already known for its beauty and beauty, not to mention that at this time, it looked even more beautiful and chic.

But Su Shuanghua was dressed in white at this time, as if ethereal and strange, but under the halo composed of the flute sound played by his flute, he did not have much relaxed and happy expression, but on his handsome face, big drops of sweat rolled down like this.

Zhang Lingdao knew that this was because he had borne the pressure of countless people that such a situation would occur, and those ordinary disciples glanced at the silent man with some admiration after feeling that the pressure on their bodies was light, and then sped up and ran outside.

They knew that it would be useless for them to stay here, and if they ran slowly, those ordinary disciples who had turned into ashes would be their role models.

Zhang Lingdao: I can clearly see that some of the ordinary disciples who fought with him in Jiangnan before, including those girls from Tianxiang, have already stayed here permanently.

Their bodies are obviously very complete, and their expressions are obviously very moving, but under the blowing of a breeze, they seem to be catkins scattered in the wind, and they turn into a pool of misty ashes like green smoke.

In just a few minutes after they fled, the number of personnel had been reduced by nearly 1/3, and among these 1/3 of the personnel, more than half of them had been destroyed by such a force after taking the first step, they didn't even feel any pain, they didn't even feel anything, so suddenly their consciousness dimmed, causing them to lose all of a sudden.

But that's it, when the melodious flute sounded, almost all the disciples of Auntie Hua thought of such a thing, they played the flute together, in this melodious and magnificent flute, almost all the power was shared by them on their own body, and one by one the ordinary disciples turned into ashes under the pressure of the behemoth, but they gave most of the people more lightened the burden.

"Palace Master, leave here with the Young Palace Master!" Su Shuanghua said slowly, his person moved forward slowly, and the temperament of the whole person also changed abruptly, he actually burned his life at this time, the warm and surging power spread slowly and firmly in the air, so that the pressure that was originally hanging in the sky was actually taken off into the sky in reverse.

Zhang Lingdao only resolutely opened his mouth at this time, "All the sect heads, the masters of the transformation realm, and the weapon holders of the town sect stay, we have to bury them here completely, this is the last chance!" ”

"Good!" Zhang Mengbai suddenly descended from the sky, his great array had already completed its mission, and those disciples in the outside world were already retreating one after another.

Zhang Lingdao's secret realm has the most secret realm door numbers are those examples in his sect, and those disciples are also divided into several parts, respectively in different areas to meet those who have left this area, at most half an hour, the entire Qinchuan land, will only be left with them and the guy who is still mutating.

"Since Chief Manager Su stayed, then all the disciples of the Shifting Flower Palace can retreat together!" Zhang Lingdao said again, and a small mechanical object was thrown out of his hand, enveloping Su Shuanghua's body.

It was a simple small shield that would take a little pressure off the other person's body, at least in such an environment.

Then they opened a small secret door directly in this square, "Everyone go in at once, we will delay time for you outside!" ”

After Zhang Lingdao finished speaking, he immediately turned to face the guy who was still breathing, the face of this person seemed to have changed greatly, and the originally black and terrifying face gradually began to transform into an unknown mass of substance at this time.

The man's image was getting closer and closer to the image he had seen in that dream before, the image of a huge body with endless flesh tentacles around it.

But his image did not last long, but began to transform rapidly in many cases, that is, in the process of such transformation, his entire state began to gradually transform towards a person, rather than an unknown creature high up in endless time and space.

"Is this what it's like to be a human being? It's really peculiar! Zhang Lingdao could hear the other party's muttering whispers, and when he heard these words, his whole head buzzed violently.

A strange force, as if trying to bypass all obstacles, crept into his head, repeating what the man had said over and over again, until it eroded his entire consciousness.

"This is the whisper of the old gods? Hum! Zhang Lingdao casually clicked in his mind, he who had advanced to the grandmaster in spirit, of course he could do this, but he seemed to suddenly think of something, and suddenly turned around and found that many of those who were about to step into the secret realm gate had already sat down with their heads covered, and there were even some companions he knew very well and had fought side by side, but it was too late!

At the moment when they had just sat down, the pressure from the heavenly vault, which had been extremely easy, suddenly increased several times, and those who sat down also lost the opportunity to stand up again.

Zhang Lingdao suddenly flashed a spirit in your mind, and there was immediately some change in his hand, and a faint control symbol was slowly typed out by him, and then let those people enter the space door, sealing the portal.

For those who were sitting on the ground and had lost their breath of life, some unknown tentacles suddenly grew on their bodies at this time, as if they were transforming into that unknown creature!

"Lord Hanbao, these people are asking you!" Zhang Lingdao turned around and said, these tentacles began to grow and connect continuously on the first, and in just a few tens of seconds, they had turned into a puddle, as if they were flesh and blood stuck to the ground, a bit similar to the fungus blanket of the Zerg in those games in the past.

A trace of tears flashed in the corner of Han Xuexin's eyes, and he clearly looked at these juniors, who were very optimistic about him, fell to the ground softly, and then became a part of this large piece of flesh and blood.

"Good!"

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