"The world is changing again."

The seventh floor of the Immortal Mansion.

Endless grey space.

A massive mountain began to crumble, and brown gravel fell from above. The mountain cracked, and the weak life around it fled like wild beasts. The rift spread from the top of the mountain and stretched for dozens of miles, and a large number of lives that could not escape fell down.

The cracks are deep.

Below is the boundless darkness.

The falling critter struggles desperately in the air, trying to grab some of the falling vines.

"The time is almost up."

The voice reappeared.

The rift continued to widen, reaching further into the darkness, and large swaths of the mountain collapsed.

Split from the middle and split in two.

"Eternity."

"It's mine!"

The sound seems to have gone through an endless period of sleep, and with the narration, the influence is getting bigger and bigger.

Sound waves erupted from the cracks, forming a circular storm that swept away all the vegetation on the mountain. The dense of weak ones were blown into the sky.

Look down.

The crack has been completely opened.

In the darkness of the abyss, a large scarlet eyeball emerged.

This eyeball is the one that Wu Chong saw in the world of this image. Unlike what he guessed, this eyeball.

is alive.

The black clouds of Black Wind Village did not stay in the sand dunes for too long, and Wu Chong took Yan Nineteen, Gu Xuan Xianzun and others directly across this area and entered the swamp.

As soon as you enter the swampy area, the air becomes cloudy.

A pungent stench came from below, bubbling out of the tumbling black mud. One by one, swamp monsters hid in the black mud, peering at the group of people above. Especially Wu Chong, almost 80% of his vision is focused on him.

"The charm of the ghost, I dare to peep at the master."

Yan Shijiu, who was standing beside Wu Chong, took a step forward, the long sword behind his back turned, and a 'hum' came out of the sheath.

"Sword Broken Galaxy!"

Yan Nineteen's eyes were sharp.

A brilliant sword light pierced the sky, and the vertical and horizontal sword qi directly split the swamp area into two, and a large number of lurking swamp dream demons were cut into ashes.

Gu Xuan Immortal Venerable and the others who followed behind all flashed with envy in their eyes.

'O Great Luo Immortal! ’

How long will it take to cultivate this to reach this level! This guy is worthy of being a personal disciple of the big boss, and the flesh and blood power of the three strong men will be given, if there is no foundation with these powers, why did this kid go in front of them.

"It's worthy of being a world-destroying troll, and the ghosts who follow him are so fierce. It's just such a sword qi, how many more can you cut out? ”

A voice rang out.

In the black mud, a stinking figure flew up from below, and the stinking mud dripped from the corner of his clothes, slowly revealing his true face. A withered old man. With the appearance of this person, a layer of rich purple mist appeared in the sky over the entire swamp area, the space became hazy, and one figure after another appeared, among these people, Wu Chong actually saw many enemies who had been killed by him.

"These are creatures that you have persecuted, and if you do not die, they will never rest."

The expression on the old man's face slowly distorted, and finally turned into madness.

"The Sect Master of the Mending Heaven Sect? I didn't expect you to dare to appear in front of me. ”

Looking at the person in front of him, Yan Nineteen's face also turned cold, and he still remembered the 'gift' given to him by the Holy Venerable of the Mending Heaven Sect when he came across the border. In the blows to the Mending Heaven Sect over the years, Yan Nineteen has contributed the most, and it can be said that the Mending Heaven Sect is up and down, except for Wu Chong, who hates the most, Yan Nineteen is definitely in second place.

"Don't worry, you won't be able to run either."

The Sect Master of the Mending Heaven Sect glanced at it and endured it rarely.

"Feel the wrath of the world!"

In mid-air, Wu Chong ignored these miscellaneous fish, and his gaze looked at the swamp quagmire farther away. It used to be the residence of the Black Wind Village, but now, there was a terrifying aura brewing inside, as if something was waiting for him there.

"The Primordial Will."

Wu Chong's eyes fluctuated for a moment, as he recognized the source of this power.

It was recognized that he didn't do it directly.

Six thousand years ago, he had come into contact with this kind of power in the sea, and the first sea area 'Nine Thousand Years Old' was ignited by this power. The strength in his body now, and a third of the foundation, were condensed from the head of the stone statue.

"Who will 'ignite' this time?"

Wu Chong stared at the area where the Primal Will appeared.

The others around him were killed together with the madmen of the Mending Heaven Sect, and Yan Shijiu even rushed directly to the leader of the Mending Heaven Sect. With the Great Luo Immortal Realm, he pressed the other party throughout the whole process, and almost killed the Sect Master of the Heaven Replenishing Sect several times.

The dune area behind.

The bats and the dragon kings are more intense in their wars.

The number of people who stayed here was lower, but the number was also higher. A large number of Black Wind Village monks and bats fought together, entangled and collided with each other.

The raindrop of corpses covered the dunes below, and the smell of blood changed the color of the sky, drenching the entire area a dark red, like a game cartridge, giving it an eerie painting style.

"What do these bat cubs eat! Why are there so many. ”

A friend of Mr. Zhang's side was injured.

This guy is a child who came out of Xiongmen Town with Zhang Tianluo, and after the death of his parents, they became relatives who depended on each other.

"Be careful."

Before Zhang Tianluo, who was panting, could turn around, he saw a huge shadow rushing towards him.

The danger of death strikes me.

At this moment, his mind was like a slideshow, recalling many scenes from the past.

He remembered the town of Beargate, where he grew up, his mother, who beat him with a stick, his father, who always wore a suit of armor to show off, and his two brothers. They would always tell him about his days as a medicine picker and about the 'big man' he had inadvertently befriended.

Suddenly.

The picture freezes, the colors fade into a gray-white pattern, and the burnt gray-black particles appear from the corners of the picture, and finally sweep everything away.

Only darkness remains.

Yes, they're gone. ’

Zhang Tianluo was relieved.

Dark shadows fell, and a fishy mouth bit down on his skull.

It's a Dream Master-level bat.

This guy has been hiding in the bat colony, and he pounced on Zhang Tianluo when he was distracted.

Poof!!

Blood splattered, and hot blood stained Zhang Tianluo's face.

Blood is hot.

It doesn't hurt.

He subconsciously turned his head sideways and saw a familiar face.

"Big brother, you can't die, you still have to take us back the clothes." The words were not finished.

Bat Dream opened his mouth and chewed twice, swallowing it with his weapon.

Zhang Tianluo only felt that his head was blank for a while.

In the next moment, an inexplicable aura appeared on his body, like a seed, and began to take root and sprout rapidly.

"I didn't expect to see such an interesting scene after me, it's interesting, it's so interesting"

The miserable Taoist and the crane who followed behind Wu Chong were hidden in the clouds, looking at Zhang Tianluo, who was stimulated and erupting below, and smiled very happily.

This peculiar little imp that he had noticed a long time ago had finally grown up.

"Lord, is it appropriate to look like this? We are allies with Hades. Crane Yi stood aside and reminded. (End of chapter)