In this short period of time, those black decay qi machines have been everywhere, and ordinary people are aging rapidly and weak. And this is just the beginning, you know, at this time, the decay gas machine is not too strong.

Spiritual cultivators have fallen into a big fall, some have fallen into a small realm, while others have fallen into a large realm, which seems to vary from person to person.

Yang Ling panicked and directly grabbed Yi Ziqi's arm, lest he panic and get lost alone.

At the same time, he took out the Soul Shattering Spear, looking vigilant, afraid that someone would plot against him and take advantage of the chaos to attack.

Huang Yu gave up chasing and killing the three people, turned around and walked onto the tall martial arts stage, and came to Yang Ling's side.

"It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, this decaying qi machine is different from three thousand years ago, it seems to be even more intense, without Bixia grass, even spiritual cultivators will not be able to resist for a long time!"

Hearing this, Yang Ling's face changed greatly, and he followed Huang Yu out of the martial arts arena closely.

Black Rock City was in chaos, the giant bow in Huang Yu's hand emitted cyan light, illuminating the road ahead, and they walked quickly and came to Huang Wen and Huang Wu's hiding place.

In that deep courtyard, it was pitch black, and they had just entered it when they were attacked by a foreign object.

"Uh~ I built this house, and I opened this road ......"

Before this sentence was over, Huang Yu grabbed it with his big hand, and the fat and thin two boys were caught in front of him in the air.

"Lao Tzu let you drive!"

Hearing only two screams, the two boys were kicked by one of them, grinning in pain, and tears were jumping in their eyes.

Inside the house, the eight spiritual cultivators were still tied up and leaning against the corner, because the energy in their bodies was imprisoned and they were unable to resist the invasion of the decaying qi, so they were already dying of breath, and I was afraid that it would not be long before they died.

Huang Yu didn't say anything, he walked over directly, and each of them made a mark on them, and the originally solidified energy instantly loosened, and it began to run from slow to fast.

Their physical condition gradually improved, the shriveled flesh began to plump, the withered bones glowed, and their breath stabilized.

"Has the Doomsday Tribulation come?" asked the late-stage spiritual cultivator of the Transformation Yuan Realm.

Huang Yu nodded and said, "You can go, but it's already a mess outside, so let's do it ourselves!"

Hearing this, those people had solemn faces, and the late stage spiritual cultivators of the Huayuan Realm led by them had a miserable face, and said, "My son-in-law was killed by him, even if we go back, it will be a dead end, and now there is no way out!"

Yang Ling was in a very bad mood, and when he heard these slightly resentful words, he said coldly: "Then I will point you to a clear path!"

Then he and Huang Yu came to the corner, said the magic trick to him, and at the same time took out the sword he snatched from Zhao Zihan's hand.

Huang Yu frowned and said, "Are you sure you want to do this?" The cycle of cause and effect is mysterious, if you enslave them today, you must give them a better way out in the future, otherwise the karma will superimpose, and it will definitely hinder your cultivation path!"

Yang Ling thought for a moment, then nodded affirmatively.

"Then I'll do as you wish, this sword contains meteorite iron, and it is already close to the treasure, so it is not a problem to make a few sturdy headbands!"

I saw that the flames in Huang Yu's hand were burning, and there were supernatural runes flickering in it, easily fusing the hard long sword.

His hands were linked, and the molten iron quickly deformed and solidified, and finally refined into three headbands that could be large and small.

Then, he recited the magic trick again, and his fingers kept carving, and one by one the tiny characters fell on the iron hoop, constantly flashing with golden light, and finally slowly returned to his blandness.

After doing all this, Huang Yu let out a long breath, sweat falling from his forehead, obviously very exhausting his physical strength.

Yang Ling stared at him and asked, "How can this refining method be cultivated?"

Huang Yu smiled faintly and said, "I'm not a refining weapon, I just let this long sword change its form, and I can do it when my cultivation reaches a certain level." The true method of refining weapons is very profound, and those who are not gifted and intelligent cannot practice it. ”

"What kind of realm were you at your peak?" Yang Ling was very curious.

But Huang Yu just smiled mysteriously and said softly: "It's an unimaginable realm, if you can keep going, you will reach it one day!"

Next, Yang Ling informed the other party of the three illusions that could change appearances, and then turned around and walked towards the eight people.

"Surrender to me, and I will take you higher and farther in the future!" he said in a serious tone, without any hint of joke in it.

The powerhouse in the late stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm snorted coldly and said, "I will not surrender to a weak person in the early stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm!"

Yang Ling learned by asking Min Du that when a spiritual cultivator reached the middle or late stage of the Transformation Yuan Realm, he was able to generate a subtle induction power, so as to know the specific cultivation of the people around him.

He sneered, unwilling to reason with the other party, just nodded to Huang Yu, and saw the latter come over, pick up a headband and put it directly on the person's head.

Suddenly, the characters on the headband flickered, releasing countless transparent threads that pierced the man's mind.

Yang Ling didn't say anything, and put a few more prohibitions in his brain, and with the headband, he was already able to achieve perfect control.

And the other two mid-stage spiritual cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm were treated in the same way, although they felt extremely humiliated, they still had to surrender.

The remaining few early stage cultivators of the Transformation Yuan Realm and the Great Perfection of the Fu Habitat Realm, because their strength was almost the same as Yang Ling's, they didn't need headbands, and they could easily control them with just the Imperial Divine Technique.

At this time, the decaying qi in the air was getting thicker and thicker, and everyone was already feeling that it was difficult to breathe, extremely depressed, and the realm cultivation was still declining, this feeling was enough to make people panic and mad.

The Bixia grass on Yang Ling's body had already been left in the Heavenly Barbarian Department, and he could only stare dryly.

Fortunately, Huang Yu took out two of them out of nowhere, which solved their urgent need.

After swallowing Bixia Grass, several people's bodies were slowly recovering, and even the cultivation realm had temporarily recovered.

"This doomsday catastrophe is different from the past, I'm afraid that even if you take Bixia Grass, it will still hurt the roots, and all spiritual cultivators will not be spared!" Huang Yu's face was solemn.

Yang Ling frowned and asked, "All spiritual cultivators, so what if it's not spiritual cultivators?"

Huang Yu glanced at him with a little meaning and said, "So, you will be affected, but not too deadly!"

Yang Ling did not continue to delve into this issue, because there were too many secrets involved, and the fewer people who knew about it, the better.

"Why have you been staying in the early stage of the Spirit Gathering Realm, is it because of the spiritual cultivation method?" Huang Yu asked again.

Yang Ling nodded, although he had a middle-level technique, he still felt that it was not good enough.

"As far as I know, there are some rare spiritual objects that can wash bones and re-engrave formations. So you don't have to think too much about it at all, it's all about taking the road in front of you!"

Hearing this, Yang Ling was surprised, feeling that his knowledge really needed to be improved, and then he looked at Huang Yu with strange eyes, as if he was looking at his prey.

Huang Yu rolled his eyes, flicked his sleeves and said, "What I cultivate is not a spiritual cultivation system, and I don't have good spiritual cultivation methods, so don't be delusional!"

Yang Ling was slightly disappointed, muttered a few times in his mouth, and didn't know what he was talking about.

However, this also confirmed his previous guess that there were indeed many cultivation methods and systems in this world.

Until this time, the heavens and the earth were still shaking from time to time, and the sound of shouting and killing came intermittently, and the Black Rock City was on fire, and the houses were all set on fire, and there was chaos everywhere.

Outside the city, the large troops from the Yubu, Qingwang Mountain, and Long Yuanze had already set up camp on the spot, boiling Bixia Grass, and letting the people take it one by one, in order to avoid a bigger riot, even some loose cultivators who did not get Bixia Grass were fortunate enough to drink some.

Yang Ling was unsettled, thinking of many people and many things, and the one who worried him the most was He Shuyao and the Heavenly Barbarian Department.

There was no news of He Shuyao, and only the three major forces of Yubu, Qingwang Mountain, and Long Yuanze knew his whereabouts.

He told Huang Yu what he thought in his heart, hoping that the other party could help him go out of the city to track down He Shuyao's whereabouts.

But what he got was a refusal, which surprised and caught him off guard.

"I have already injured my foundation, and I have suffered a big loss in the fight just now, and now I am strong outside. I'm going to leave some time to do something, I can't afford to fight with you!" Huang Yu's voice was depressed, like a king of the end, and he instantly aged a lot.

Hearing this, Yang Ling stared at each other, his heart was full of mixed feelings, full of sourness.

Another man who has been of great kindness to him is leaving. It used to be Wusheng, then it was Yi Tian, and now it is Huang Yu.

Huang Yu grinned, kicked him directly in the ass, and scolded: "Lao Tzu is not a woman, what are you staring at all the time?"

Yang Ling jumped up suddenly, and said, "Women want to look like you, no one really wants them in this life!"

In the end, he decided to leave the land of right and wrong immediately and return to the Heavenly Barbarian Tribe.

Since there is no one to worry about, it is necessary to guard more relatives and friends.

There were many dying mounts outside Blackstone City, and they found some sturdy ones, fed them the only remaining Bixia grass in their hands, and fed some spirit grass and spirit fruits, and when they were fully recovered, they quickly left.

At this time, after a short period of panic, the Heavenly Barbarian Department had regained its calm under the arrangement of the steward.

At the gate of the tribe, He Keren sat on the ground, with a pair of big eyes looking into the distance.

Beside her, Wang Gou was playing happily with the fiery white-hoofed beast.

"Don't make trouble!" He Keren was in an irritable mood, directly twisting the ears of the king dog, grabbing the tail of the fire-eyed white-hoofed beast, and his face was full of anger.

The two little ones screamed, their eyes full of resentment and grievances, and after feeling her anger, they honestly quieted down.

"Uncle, the doomsday has come, come back quickly, it's too dangerous outside! A few days ago, there was a catastrophe, and a lot of people died in our tribe, come back quickly!"

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