readx;? (Ask for subscriptions, ask for monthly passes, ask for tips, all kinds of requests...) Thank you~~~)

The roar exploded over the hanging island, and the sound spread for thousands of miles, shaking the clouds, and the clouds in the sky were scattered violently, and even the monks below felt uncomfortable, as if their ears were about to be deafened. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info not to mention the monks who stayed on the Hanging Island at hand.

Some of the weak cultivators' bodies exploded and turned into a puff of blood mist, and the primordial gods were all wiped out on the spot, and they didn't even have a chance to resist. The Tianjiao of the Five Mountains was also affected, and although they had treasures to protect them, they were still hit hard, and their mouths spurted blood, and their flesh cracked inch by inch.

This is terrifying, those elders of their family, as masters of the incarnation realm, have to take action to protect them, lest they suffer the same fate, as a result, their defensive strength instantly became much weaker, the sound pierced through their defensive light shield, some shoulders were pierced, a blood hole as big as a bowl mouth appeared, and some legs directly exploded into blood mist.

"You can't stay here for long, retreat quickly!"

The bald old man was very decisive, seeing that the matter was getting more and more serious, he grabbed Zhuge Ming's collar and quickly retreated, and swept into the distance, the elders of several other families did the same, and they didn't want to see the genius they had painstakingly cultivated die, so they showed their strongest skills, and the genius who guarded the family swept into the distance.

Although Lin Qianwen did not have the leadership of the family elders, her speed was not satisfied at all, a pair of transparent, colorful wings flapped, turning into a violent wind and swept towards the distance, its speed even exceeded that of the bald old man and others, making the monks behind them blush for a while, because those colorful wings are a magic weapon, and they are very famous in the mountain and sea world.

Lin Qianwen didn't want to leave here, she didn't want to leave Yun Fei here alone, besides, the latter was pierced by the God of War Monument, and her breath was very weak, she wanted to rush over, rescue Yun Fei, and leave with him.

Who knows, as soon as her thoughts arise, a mosquito-like voice sounded in her head, telling her that Yunfei was safe and could leave with peace of mind. Although she didn't know who that person was, she knew very well that there must be a strong person hiding in the secret, but she couldn't find it with her cultivation and strength.

Therefore, without hesitation, she flew away from the vicinity of the God of War Monument with Zhan Siyun, and swept towards the outside of the Hanging Island, and in an instant, she disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

"This little girl must have sneaked out. Otherwise, these colorful butterfly wings would not be in her hands!"

A sharp glint flashed in the eyes of the bald old man, and he made a decision in an instant, the more powerful this treasure is, the greater the role it will play.

It is said that this colorful butterfly wing is forged from the bones of the colorful butterfly, which can not only bless a person's speed, but also be a treasure with strong defense.

Now, the treasure is in front of him, the bald old man's heart is itching, if Lin Qianwen is secretly supported, he will not dare to think of anything wrong with a hundred guts, however, Lin Qianwen, who has no one to protect, can be said to be a lamb to the slaughter.

Thinking of this, the bald old man grabbed Zhuge Ming and deviated from the flying trajectory, and chased after Lin Qianwen, of course, he did it very vaguely, until the masters of other families found that the traces of the bald old man and Zhuge Ming were gone.

The monks who were able to escape had extraordinary Ben

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

The leader is the best among the spiritual cultivators, either with the protection of the strong man of the family, or with treasures to protect them, as for the other monks, they are not so lucky, lying on the ground wailing in pain, the cracked body can't stop at all, and the cracks continue to expand.

Of course, the number of monks who were able to escape was only a handful, less than a thousand. The vast majority of the monks were not able to escape this catastrophe, either their bodies exploded into a cloud of blood mist, and the blood was swallowed by those strange flowers and plants, or their entire bodies were swallowed by the earth.

In addition to the group of monks who were wailing in pain and their bodies were constantly cracking, there were two other figures above the Hanging Island, and they did not leave, they wanted to find out what kind of creature was inside this blood-soaked mountain.

These two people, one is the black-clothed 'Yunfei', and the other is Dou Ning, who stubbornly refuses to leave, but the latter is very embarrassed, with fluffy hair, and his face is as pale as snow, without a trace of blood.

"I'm curious, everyone else is running for their lives, but you insist on staying here, what do you want to do?" The black-clothed 'Yunfei' looked relaxed, looking at Dou Ning with a playful smile on his face and asked.

Dou Ning snorted coldly, and his eyes never took off the God of War Monument, because those ancestors who didn't know what era had already formed a circle at this time, sitting cross-legged on the ground, their lips squirming.

It's just that they couldn't hear what the ancestors were thinking, and as time went on, a sacrificial sound sounded over the hanging island, as if someone was singing, at first the voice was very small, and gradually the voice became more and more high-pitched, more and more clear.

The sound of sacrifice sounded, and the voices of the creatures in the Blood Demon Mountain became louder and louder, and the entire mountain shook, and the rocks on the peaks rolled down with a 'boom', some smashed into the hanging island, smashing out a bottomless pit, and some fell towards the bottom of the hanging island.

The monks who didn't know what was going on, but were still trying to rush to the Hanging Island, were smashed on the spot, and some of them even had their heads smashed into their stomachs, and their bodies fell to the ground.

The monks below the Hanging Island were completely confused, in their memories, this place was worshipped as a god had never happened to such a thing, for a while, they didn't care if there was really a treasure on the Hanging Island, like a hare met a big bad wolf, scattered and fled.

On the top of the God of War stele, Yun Fei, who was pierced by the top of the stele, endured the severe pain in his body, and listened carefully to the sacrificial sounds of those ancestors.

And, listening to the sound of sacrifice, his state of mind was very peaceful, and the wounds on his body were slowly repairing, which was even faster than his use of the source of life.

Bang!

The God of War Monument shook, Yun Fei's body was thrown high, and then a soft light rushed out, holding him, the light was very white, like a white cloud in the sky, white like a ball of cotton.

Not only did the black-clothed 'Yun Fei' widen his eyes, but even Dou Ning's eyes were about to fall to the ground, because the soft white light dragged Yun Fei's body to the ground, and his position was in the center of the circle formed by those ancestors.

The sound was like thunder, like thunder, like a heavenly drum, Yun Fei's whole heart became ethereal at this moment, he struggled to sit down, listened carefully to the sacrifice of the ancestors, followed the sacrifice of the ancestors, and dimly he

(This chapter is not finished, please turn the page)

After crossing the long river of time, I came to a desolate mountain.

It was a rolling mountain range, the mountain was towering into the clouds, the huge canopy covered the sky and the sun, and the smallest canopy was hundreds of miles, and Yun Fei also saw that there were demon beasts running around the mountain, and a white ape's body was comparable to a mountain, jumping from one mountain to another, and the mountain peak collapsed in an instant. He also saw a red-billed parrot flying through the sky, casting a large shadow on the ground, its wings thousands of miles away, and it was impossible to see its body at all, except for two eyes that were extremely red, like blood moons.

However, among the mountains there are simple and neat stone houses, where children in animal skin clothes frolic and old men wrapped in leaves, sunbathing on rocks, and women in animal skin clothes doing needlework in front of their houses, raising their heads from time to time to reprimand their naughty children.

Whether it is an old man, a woman or a child, they have not seen the huge demon beasts passing from the sky, and they have not the slightest defensive vigilance.

Yun Fei's heart was deeply shocked, and he pinched himself, which was very painful, proving that he was not dreaming, as if he had really come to a wise and unopened ancient period.

"Am I going back millions of years?"

The puzzled Yun Fei touched his right earlobe, and muttered to himself in confusion, he knew very well that his body was still on the hanging island, and he shouldn't be here, but the sting just now told him that he had returned to the ancient period, to the period when demon beasts were all over the ground and the human race was struggling to survive.

"Haha, it's really a full day today, those little rabbit cubs are oral today!"

Yun Fei, who was in deep thought, was recalled to reality by a hearty laugh, he turned his head to look, and there were more than a dozen big men walking on a path not far away, each with a big waist and a round waist, bulging muscles beating rhythmically, and the bronzed skin was full of explosive power.

On the shoulders of those people were carrying a huge demon beast, and the smallest one was also like a small mountain, but they lifted their weights like light, and walked very briskly, without any effort.

Yun Fei was speechless, you must know that he didn't detect the fluctuation of spiritual power from those people at all, with his current divine soul power, even if a monk who was a great realm higher than him, as long as he was a spiritual cultivator, he would not want to hide his sharp eyes.

"Body Cultivator?!"

Yun Fei whispered to himself, in his mind, those strong men who looked no different from ordinary people, but had surprisingly great strength, were probably body cultivators who had disappeared into the long river of time, and only in this way could they explain why there were no fluctuations in spiritual power on their bodies.

Suddenly, those strong men who were walking seemed to hear his voice and were attracted by him, stopped and looked over together, when they saw Yun Fei in a green shirt with clear eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, and they immediately returned to calm.

The strong man at the head walked quickly towards him carrying a demon beast that was bigger than a mountain and could not be named, and a deep voice sounded.

"Little brother, there are many demon beasts in the deep mountains, and there are ancient relics to touch, you are alone, it is better to go to our village to rest first!"

The strong man invited Yun Fei, which shocked the latter, and that kind of eyes was even more shocking than seeing death with his own eyes, he looked at the strong man with a pair of starry eyes, and said, "Can this big brother be able to see me?!"

(End of chapter)