The other monks were eager to try, just waiting for the monk to follow up after successfully entering, and they were all frightened when they saw this strange scene, and they no longer dared to get the slightest closer, and a few cowardly ones even rose directly into the sky, turning into a light and flying into the distance, for fear that there would be some monsters in the crack in that space that swallowed life, and slaughtered them all.

Later, a more daring and thin monk used one of his own binding spiritual weapons to pull back the monk who was hit by the black qi, after all, after decades of friendship, how to say that death must die decently!

Unexpectedly, as soon as the wizened monk's binding spiritual weapon touched the monk's body, the monk turned into pieces of ashes and flew up, and the wizened monk's binding spiritual weapon was destroyed the moment it touched the lifeless monk, and even the spiritual power attached to the spiritual weapon was instantly wiped out.

The thin monk hurriedly cut off the wisp of spiritual power, so as to avoid harming himself, and turned into an existence that turned into powder like a spiritual weapon.

Some monks didn't know how to feel it, and felt that the flying ashes were a little strange, and they reached out to touch the flying ashes, and they ended up dead on the spot, and their years of practice were ruined.

The rest of the monks saw this, of course, they didn't dare to have the slightest nostalgia, they all turned into a light and flew up, avoiding the flying ash and staring at the space crack, for fear of shooting something strange, compared with the monk who died under the flying ash, the monk who ran away when he saw something bad in front was still wiser, a little less timid, and it was still very wonderful to save his life.

Fortunately, although there are more fly ashes, the existence time is very short, and the fly ash under the sunlight only passes a few breaths, just like water droplets are evaporated, and there is no trace of existence.

The monk who was a little nervous by the strange black gas and flying ash was even farther away, afraid that the flying ash would only temporarily hide its form, and fly to himself when he was not aware of it, releasing his divine consciousness one by one, and trying his best to find traces of flying ash in the void.

After a period of time when the ashes were not discovered, as the number of monks who flew in one after another increased, a few monks wondered if they could form a team to go in and explore, and some people questioned the words of the monks who had seen a strange scene here before, and for a while, several teams of monks formed a team to go into the spatial crack to talk about it.

But it's a pity that these teams of people are destined to go and have no return, before the first team of six monks died in the space crack, after turning into ashes, their hearts were still full of doubts, and the later monks also let go of the doubts in their hearts and did not come forward with their lives.

Except for a dozen or so people who didn't have much longevity, and wanted to fight to find rare herbs to increase longevity, those young monks who thought they were young left the team one by one and watched from the side.

Those monks who did not have much longevity were all old and experienced, and before they approached the spatial crack, they cast various spells on the spot to bless themselves, and took out a few defensive attribute spiritual weapons from the storage bag to protect them in front of them, and after approaching the spatial crack with several layers of shields, these monks with little longevity glanced at each other, and according to the original decision, they cast a fusion technique that was very common in the cultivation world, but it was very practical.

As long as this fusion technique uses a special technique to instill the mana in the body to the front of the center of all people, it can form a protective shield that integrates the cultivation of multiple people, and the effect is not as simple as one plus one, and it is widely loved by monks who need to join forces with each other in special circumstances.

And when they formed the team, these people all swore a blood oath that they could not attack each other as long as they did not find the elixir or medicinal materials that increased their longevity after entering the spatial rift, so now these monks are still of one mind.

These monks who did not have a long life span carried the expectations of many monks outside the spatial rift, and with a multi-layered defense as thick as a turtle's shell, they held their breath, looked ahead, and cautiously walked towards the spatial rift.

However, this was so much that the protection of the light mask spirit weapon did not play any role, and when these monks walked side by side to the spatial rift, there was a distance of a foot away from the abnormal protrusion.

Rao is these spirits are highly concentrated, holding the spiritual weapon tightly in their hands, and they can definitely react in an instant when there is a wind and grass, and the monks with high mana are also powerless under a few beams of black light, and their lifelong penance has turned into nothingness, and there is no chance to turn into dry bones.

When approaching the spatial crack, the black mang suddenly burst out of the crack like a black spirit snake, and those seemingly indestructible protective shields were easily torn apart like paper paste under the swimming of the black mang.

The first thing to be broken was the protective shield created by the monks, and the black mang seemed to be a creature with intelligence, following the gap between the different mana of these monks, breaking through the protective shield and swimming towards the next layer.

After a black mang arrived in front of an old man with sharp-beaked monkey gills, the black mang turned into a flash of lightning, piercing through several defenses in front of the old man with sharp-beaked monkey gills, and pierced a spiritual shield in the old man's hand.

All traces of the old man's existence in this world have been touched.

The same thing happened to the dozen or so united front monks of this old man, and he didn't even have time to scream, these can be kings and hegemons on one side, as the elders of small sects, the highest worship existence on the surface of a mortal country, and the old men with supreme glory have all turned into ashes in just a few breaths and no longer exist.

Their bodies are so pathetic, but even if they die, they will be turned into ashes and taken to a few side to watch, and the more unlucky monks will be buried as companions, which is really brilliant.

After that, after a few hours, with the arrival of the Sea Clan monks, the form improved slightly.

As soon as the sea clan monks came, they pulled up a cordon with the powerful combat power of the clan, blocked the monks in a safe position in the space crack, and set up a ban on flight, taking advantage of the strength of the sea clan, these arrogant monks had no choice but to lower their proud heads, fall from the sky, and watch from the sidelines.

At this moment, these coalition forces formed by the Sea Clan and the major forces were preventing idle cultivators like Chu Tian from approaching, while holding various tools to study this spatial rift.

The four of Chu Tian looked here for a while, and found that this chaotic spatial crack revealed some strange aura, which would spew out black gas, and there was nothing special except for the black gas, so they walked along the cordon of these sea clans, ready to see if they could bypass the Dream Lake and march towards Wood Spirit City.

As the flood of these idle monks flowed, there was a sudden confusion among the crowd.

The road that had been enclosed was pushed out of an empty path by some wolf demons with huge muscles.