Suddenly, a powerful consciousness poked out of the whirlpool, and everyone felt as if there were 100,000 mountains pressed against their chests, like an elephant stepping on ants. Not only was it difficult to breathe, but it was also a sharp heartbreak, and the flesh and blood were about to collapse. Liu Dabei and Wen Daotian, who were standing on the side, had no intention of fighting anymore, and concentrated all their minds to resist the coercion of divine consciousness.

The aunt who avenged her husband couldn't help but stop controlling the basin, lest she be oppressed by that divine consciousness and go crazy again. Believe it or not under the basin, although there was a chance to come out at this time, he chose to stay under the basin temporarily to avoid this crisis.

The four of them who eat, drink, prostitute and gamble shattered their bodies in an instant and were absorbed by the whirlpool, and although the god Wanling who was in a semi-comatose state was not shattered, he was also absorbed by the whirlpool.

At the same time, three powerful divine senses suddenly emerged from within the Final Tablet Sect, and they quickly gathered towards the place where the whirlpool was. The consciousness is incarnated into a tangible thing, like a tide, and the place where it passes is obscuring the sky and the sun. Its speed was immeasurable, and in the blink of an eye, it approached the vicinity of Heavenless City.

The power in the whirlpool seemed to have some scruples, and disappeared in a flash. The three powerful divine senses did not stop at all, and in an instant, they retreated into the Final Monument Sect.

Although it was only a moment from the powerful consciousness in the whirlpool to the fading away, everyone felt as if they had spent a year.

The indescribable sense of oppression made Liu Dabei no longer have the intention of fighting and flew away. Wen Daotian then chased.

The tragic Li Fachun found that he was left with a person on his side, believe it or not, who was detained under the basin. The good times don't last long, the good flowers don't bloom often, and the good days are over. He sighed, turned around and fled, but a figure stood in front of him, it was Wen Zhong. The rest of the people gathered together, surrounded him in the middle, and beat him to pieces in a moment.

Believe it or not under the basin has already sensed the external situation, and even if you rush out of the basin at this time, it is inevitable. The basin laid down a series of substantial coercion, wrapping him tightly, making his body gurgle, and at the same time, all his internal organs seemed to be burning, but his head seemed to be put into a thousand years of ice, with a pain that pierced his soul. He reached out and took his head from the bag on his back, ready to sacrifice it again, breaking through the shackles of the basin and allowing himself to perform the exercises and melt into the dirt below.

However, as soon as the head was taken out of the bag, a large hand suddenly poked out of the basin and snatched it. Its strength was so great that it almost took away the arm of belief or unbelief along the way.

The aunt held the head, her eyes glistening with tears, and she still remembered that many years ago, believe it or not, this grandson pretended to be a good person on the surface, but he attacked the integrity expert and assassinated himself. Fortunately, he escaped by luck and saved his life. Although he has been crazy for several years, he finally avenged the revenge of the year. "Old man, I've seen you again......"

Everyone looked at the aunt's confused eyes and didn't want to disturb. Believe it or not under the basin lost the master's head and could no longer keep his calm. He threw his hand into the sky, and with all his strength, stabbed like a sharp sword into the basin above his head. I heard a heart-rending scream.

The basin clicked and a small hole was opened. Believe it or not, the head shrunk to the size of a nail, his hands were broken, and his flesh was blurred, but he finally poked his head out. But that was the end of it, and he couldn't muster up any more strength for a second sprint. So he tragically got stuck in the hole of the basin like an outcropping nail.

The aunt sneered, revealing cruelty and ruthlessness. She picked up a stone and grinded it slowly on the protruding head, Believe it or not, small in size, but his flesh grew rapidly as it was removed from the basin. The stone grinded out flesh and bones all over the ground, and screamed in horror. At this time, if someone came out to say such a sentence, he would definitely be stoned to death by his aunt! Finally, believe it or not, the protruding nail-like head was smoothed out.

With a click, the basin returned to its original state, and believe it or not, the painful and torturous death process was finally over. The matter here is over, and everyone follows Wen Daotian's footsteps and chases away.

The aunt held the basin and looked at the sunset, coldly distracted.

On this day, Zheng Zheng and a group of people gathered together to cultivate with more than 10,000 remnants of the defeated soldiers in Tongshen City, and there was a nose spirit expert sitting next to him. The nose spirit expert is deeply influenced by belief or not, and is tirelessly pulling idle days with the attack. There is a sentence of the attack listening.,Uh-huh, oh, hey, yes, coping with it.。 Suddenly, he felt that his nose was stunned, and before he could ask him if he had said too much, a black wall slammed out from the ground below, more than 1,000 meters high and more than 1,000 meters wide, the sun swept by, and a huge shadow completely shrouded the more than 10,000 people.

The main attack was not good, and hurriedly flew away from the black wall, and the rest of the people also panicked and flew away one after another. The nose spirit expert doesn't nag anymore, and runs away. But at this time, three black walls appeared out of thin air, forming a square with the wall that appeared first. Zheng Attack and the others were surrounded like birds, and they flew towards the sky again.

A black wall silently stretched across the sky, obscuring the square gaps formed by the four walls. It was pitch black inside the black walls, and the people were panicked, and the shouts of terror were endless.

Outside the black wall, several figures appeared. The leader was a young man with black and white hair, short black hair, blown by the wind, and his face was pale, and there was no blood to be seen. Two black eyes emitted a cold light, and a black robe reflected his pale palms. The young man remained in a reclining position in mid-air, looking very laid-back. This person is none other than Wei Chen, the current leader of the Zombie Sect. Beside him stood a bewitching woman with a pale face, who was none other than Wei Chen's wife, Yu Yan. The pitch-black original is also in the team.

Wei Chen was out of breath at the moment, and it seemed that controlling the five black walls of such a big man also made him a little difficult. But he still suddenly summoned up the strength of his whole body, and an unparalleled force poured into the five walls of the Dao, and suddenly the walls contracted rapidly, transforming into a coffin form with long slats.

Heart-rending shouts were faintly visible, and suddenly there was a loud bang, and an axe slashed through the coffin, poking its head out of one wall, followed by another axe. With a click, a man came out of it with an axe. But that's not all. The coffin quickly returned to its original state, smothering the people who had just seen hope inside.

As soon as the main attack came out of the coffin, he saw Wei Chen and the others. There was a hint of hesitation in his eyes, his opponent was far stronger than him, but he also had a younger brother who was retreating underground. He can't escape, and if he escapes, his brother will die. But if you don't escape, I'm afraid I'll have to get in. Reality didn't allow him to hesitate, and Yu Yan and Yuan Chi flew towards him.

The tiger and tiger of the big axe dance are vigorous, and Yu Yan and Yuan Chi are vigorous. The main attack is one against two, although it will not have the upper hand, but it will not be able to die for a while and a half.

The huge coffin shrank rapidly, and it was only a yawn that reduced it to the size of a finger. Wei Chen made a gesture of his hand, and the coffin the size of his finger quickly flew towards him.

At this moment, there was a bang, rocks splashed, and a black shadow rushed out of the ground and went straight to the coffin. The intention is obvious, this man wants to grab the small coffin. Wei Chen sneered, and the coffin turned into the size of an ordinary person in the blink of an eye, and smashed towards the black shadow with a gust of gloomy wind.

The black shadow didn't expect this change, and couldn't hold back for a while, and was hit by the coffin. There was a crunch, and the shadow slammed down on the ground, smashing it into a large crater. The black shadow finally revealed its true face, and it was the younger brother who was attacking, and the little black child was in the middle of the announcement. His strength had not yet recovered, and at this moment he had been hit so hard, lying in the pit, spitting blood, and there was no movement.

The coffin shrank again and flew back into Wei Chen's hands. Wei Chen put the coffin in his mouth, chewed violently, and a surging breath not only instantly restored his strength, but also improved his cultivation a little.

Thinking about his brother's comfort in his heart, the main attack was even more difficult to resist, and he was accidentally slashed on the shoulder by Yuan Chi's palm, his collarbone was broken, and his heart was shattered. Yu Yan quickly made a move, and her palm was against the back of the attacker.

The soul was quickly drained, and Zhengzheng felt that his arms and legs were cold, and his body was no longer listening to the command. With a flash of light in his eyes, the blue-blue remnant soul broke free from Yu Yan's restraints, rushed out of his body, and went straight to the original qi in front of him.

With a wave of his palm, a thick black mist erupted, enveloping the remnants of the attack. Then he slapped his hands on the black mist again and again, and in the black mist, the blue-blue remnant soul continued to vibrate, and finally shattered completely with a click, and was completely dissolved by the black mist. Then the black mist flew back into the original body.

Wei Chen slapped it with one palm, and the middle of the pit was torn apart and wiped out. Completely passed away.

On this day, Qi Youdao, Fork Niu and others gathered in the wilderness with Luo Feng's team of more than 300 people. Imagining the battle between Wen Lu and others, Qi Youdao was a little fascinated and wanted to take a look. Although he is just a soy sauce-style character who has not participated in it much, he can't hide his determination to become stronger.

Time passed in a hurry, and the sun was about to set in the west, when a man suddenly appeared in the woods not far away. I don't know where he came from, I don't know when he came, it felt like he was there all along. The man had long flowing hair, bright eyes, always a look of playfulness and disdain in his gaze, wearing a wide coat, a silk belt around his waist, a strong muscle, and a faint pair of underwear, as if he had just taken a shower and was walking around in a bath towel.