Yun Lei's stiff body took a while to return to normal, and his clothes were all soaked. There are countless monks around, those who practice the Qi Realm, those who are in the foundation building period, and there are even a few faint breaths of Jindan monks.

The monks all looked respectfully into the depths of the canyon. In the distance, the lead cloud swirled, forming a crimson whirlpool. Yun Lei knew that this was someone breaking through the cultivation! But this kind of coercion and scale definitely did not break through the Jindan.

And if you want to say that it is the Yuan Infant Period, it is not right! I was fortunate to meet the Master with the master, it was a peerless power of the sixth layer of the Yuan Infant, but the coercion did not seem to be as terrifying as the current person.

After Yun Lei returned to normal, he didn't dare to continue to move and escape, everyone else bowed their heads respectfully, wouldn't it be death for you to move around? And the huge coercion, he simply needs to resist with all his strength, and he has the strength to escape.

The figure of the Seven Dao Golden Pill Stage was closest to the whirlpool, carefully feeling the change in the aura of the Yuanying Cultivator's breakthrough. Resisting coercion. Although the method used to cultivate the evil method here is very different from the original, as long as the foundation is built, the kind of spiritual abnormality that destroys everything and is bloodthirsty and violent can be controlled to a limited extent.

Of course, the price is to use stones and monks' essence blood, and pills made from bone marrow are often swallowed. And only in the advanced Jindan stage can you directly refine the evil stone, and use more effective methods to improve your cultivation, so as not to be controlled by the evil power that kills, and become a monster that only knows how to kill. What's more, the cultivation that was already hopeless can be improved, and there are tens or hundreds of years to enjoy, who can refuse!

The majestic coercion, after an hour, the huge whirlpool gradually disappeared, the crimson lead cloud seemed to be much thinner, and most of the monks in the canyon were prostrate on the ground.

A tyrannical and evil voice came from under the dissipating whirlpool: From today onwards, the deity is called the evil king, and this valley is the valley of the evil king.

Before the words fell, the Jindan monk who took the lead shouted: "Evil king, evil king."

Countless monks echoed loudly: the evil king, the evil king, the sound of the mountain roaring like a tsunami, soaring into the sky

From today onwards, my Evil King Valley was born, and I should let the monks of the world know the prestige of my Evil King Valley, and the Evil King Valley has a radius of three thousand miles, which should be the sphere of influence of my Evil King Valley.

Whoever is not a monk of the Valley of the Evil King, who enters without permission, will be killed, and whoever is good at trespassing will be killed,

Killing, killing, endless evil aura gathered, and the low-level monks were agitated, raising their weapons, raising their arms and roaring.

Even Yun Lei also had red eyes, suppressing the mania and spiritual power riot in his body, while pretending to be the same as everyone else.

Now, all the foundation building period monks take the lead, practice the qi realm, and then set out to clean up those who occupy our treasures and rob us of our resources. Use the swords in your hands to open up the glory of my Evil King's Valley.

Roar, roar, in the gloomy Evil King Valley, countless monks roared and began to move, one by one, like ants, pushing all the way in the direction of the Jade River.

The beads of sweat on Yun Lei's body didn't seem to stop, the terrifying coercion of the Yuan Infant Period, the sinister tension, the shock of the birth of the evil king, and the order to clean up the evil king's valley within three thousand miles, one by one, the news was presented in front of him, thinking of these strange monks, overwhelmingly killing the unprepared treasure hunting monks, and even killing those mortals, Yun Lei couldn't calm down.

The pace of galloping at high speed, without the slightest pause, without flying into the sky, his spiritual power is not enough to support the full flight of more than 4,000 miles, not to mention that the evil cultivators in the middle and late stages of foundation building are not one thousand, but also seven or eight hundred. Out of the eerie Valley of the Evil King, at first there were countless monks surging forward like waves, and as time passed, the trend of the mountains and rivers changed, distributed in the vast snowfield, and the crowd decreased.

Some are changing directions, and many are chasing and killing monks who have entered the snow field, and more are going to the place where the mountain range erupts, and only there, there will be more treasure hunting monks, Yun Lei faced many monks who were chased and killed tragically, his heart was full of anger and powerlessness, he understood his goal, that is, to do his best, return to the small city of Zhouzhuang, and warn the sect.

The number of people in the same direction as Yun Lei is gradually decreasing, but they are basically monks in the foundation building period. The purpose is different, but the direction is the same. Yun Lei secretly held the spirit stone in his hand, recovered the consumed spiritual power, and swallowed one after another elixirs that reduced the effect from time to time, and the speed was gone, and many evil cultivators were curious, how could this monk who seemed to have only built the second layer of the foundation be so crazy, all the way down, he saw that four or five hundred miles were about to reach the jade river. There was no intention of pausing, could it be that the Crimson Moon made this person unable to completely suppress bloodthirsty thoughts even if he built a foundation.

The dozen or so monks who followed behind Yun Lei couldn't help but slow down, a little far away from Yun Lei, no one wanted to face a monk who was controlled by evil thoughts, even if they themselves were evil cultivators.

Gradually, the distance was more than ten or twenty miles, Yun Lei secretly calculated the distance, just turned a mountain, the monk behind him could not see himself, suddenly rose into the air, and a silver flying sword appeared under his feet, the speed reached the extreme, and flew towards the south bank of the Jade River more than three hundred miles away.

A tea time passed, and another tea time, more than ten or twenty foundation building monks appeared in the mountain pass, looking around, the vast snowfield, low and sparse vegetation, the undulating hills in the distance, at a glance, fifty or sixty miles in full view.

Anyway, I can't do it, we'd better wait for the follow-up, or just us people and go to the south bank of the river, that's looking for death, not getting rich.

A monk in a blood-red robe said. Dozens of people were walking and stepping on the snow, not at all in a hurry, and when they looked around, someone suddenly said: No! At that kid's speed, why can't he see people?

What does it mean? Looking at the unobstructed view of the barren snowfield in front of me, someone said: Don't be slaughtered!

No, if you look closely, if you fight, there will definitely be traces, said the blood-red robed monk at the head.

A bewitching female monk next to her looked at it for a long time, and when she saw that no one spoke, she couldn't help but say: It's not that I fought, but that the imperial weapon flew away.

Everyone looked at the woman suspiciously, and many of them looked at the bumpy breasts and buttocks, and their eyes were shining.

The woman frowned, displeased with everyone's eyes, and said fiercely: It seems that there are a lot of blind people! Running all the way, the footprints are so obvious, but when they get here, they suddenly break, not flying into the sky, can't they escape from the ground?

For a moment, more than twenty monks were silent.

Yun Lei flew at full speed, the speed of the foundation building monk, compared to running on the ground, more than three times faster, the original three or four hundred miles away, it took nearly two hours, and under the full speed of the flight, desperately consuming the dantian origin spiritual power, in the back of the monk was silent and straight, Yun Lei had flown to the north bank of the Jade River, and saw the opposite town from afar, Yun Lei was slightly happy in his heart.