Chapter 711: Death

Not far away, the demon cloud rolled, and a faint roar came down from the demon cloud, breathtaking, and below the demon cloud, countless cultivators scattered like crazy demons.

How crazy it was to snatch the Heaven Shaking Secret at the beginning, and how tragic it is to flee now.

The Demon Cloud has passed, and there is no life left, all of them have turned into ashes, and countless cultivators' spirits and spirits have been sucked into the Demon Cloud, and as more and more cultivators have their spirits and spirits poured in, the speed of the expansion of the Demon Cloud is also even more terrifying.

"Run!"

Screams kept ringing out.

"Why, why wait for the time to come?"

Countless cultivators were desperate in their hearts, they all came in to snatch the opportunity, and they were also prepared to encounter calamity in their hearts, but now, in the face of such a strange way of death, no matter how strong their hearts were, they were terrified.

The cultivators fled frantically around for their lives, but unfortunately, when they looked closely, none of them were able to escape.

The demon clouds above rolled, becoming more and more condensed, and finally converged into a pitch-black magic word more than ten zhang in size, and the demonic energy rose, making people desperate.

"Yes...... Demons?" Before dying, a cultivator turned around and looked at the magic words above with a look of despair.

"It's the race that rumored to have disappeared...... The screams of the ...... escape" were even louder, and many cultivators threw their companions in front of them backwards, hoping to resist for a moment.

"Quick, we'll be out of the Demon Cloud Shroud area soon!" A cultivator glanced at the demon cloud above, and a ray of light appeared in his heart.

......As soon as the words fell, a pitch-black silk thread pierced it in an instant, the black silk trembled slightly, and the pierced cultivators below struggled to be lifted, and slowly walked away towards the magic word.

"Damn, what kind of monster is this?" Such a scene made many cultivators even more desperate, the black silk was too fast, even if they escaped from the magic word shrouded area, it would be useless.

"No......" screamed, and one after another the figures were pierced by black silk.

The black silk looks only the thickness of a silver needle, and it comes in an instant, who would have thought that it is this inconspicuous filament, but at this moment, it is constantly harvesting the young generation of cultivators in the Middle Domain, and the weak ones have all reached the Spirit King Realm, and there are many strong people in the Spirit Emperor Realm, even if they are, they are still unstoppable.

"Demon ......"

"Luk Family ......"

"You don't have a good death!"

All kinds of screams, roars, and curses sounded in the air, and then, even the magic words were heard, and the black magic words squirmed, and even, you could see the struggling hideous faces emerging, many faces crowded together, and the faces were squeezed and exploded, and then condensed, exploded again, repeated again and again, as if they were experiencing reincarnation, very terrifying.

"Damn, Qingrong, what the hell are you provoking?" Sensing the abnormality behind him, Xuanshan was so frightened that he almost stumbled to the ground just by looking back.

"Shut up and run!" Qing Rong shouted angrily, he was also aggrieved in his heart, and tightened the jade slip in his hand, "If you really can't do it, you will hand over the Heaven Shaking Technique!"

"Are you crazy?" Zhu Xuanjiao shouted, they are sleeping in the ancestral land of the Lu family, their cultivation has stagnated for many years, and the gap between them and the young cultivators of the same era has been lowered, if they return in vain and do not get the reward of the sect, they may have to be at the bottom for the rest of their lives.

"I'm crazy, can't I wait for death?" Qing Rong shouted angrily, his handprint changed, and the war knife above his head slashed out, cutting open a black silk thread that came in an instant.

", the holy soldiers keep slashing!" Genshan's face was gloomy.

The four of them carried four low-grade holy soldiers in their hands, although their cultivation was not enough, and they could not exert the power that a holy soldier should have, but since entering the ancestral land, they had never encountered such a terrifying scene.

The four of them increased their speed to the extreme, fortunately, this area is wide enough, otherwise, Qing Rong and the others would really want to cry without tears.

"Hao Su, you stop Lao Tzu!" Qing Rong saw a figure in the crowd of cultivators fleeing in front of him and shouted angrily.

"Lao Tzu is sick, standing and waiting for death?" Hao Su also looked depressed, and ran away after losing the heaven-shaking trick, this luck is no one, this can be encountered.

"Lao Tzu killed you!" Qing Rong roared angrily, and he wanted a war knife on his head

Boom clash...

"If you have a kind, you can do it, it's a big deal!" Hao Su was also ruthless, and the light of the thousand empty cones in his hands flowed, ready to fight to the death.

"You ......" Qing Rong's anger rose in his heart, but he was helpless, if he did it now, the five of them would have to stay here.

"Get here!" Xuanshan suddenly spoke.

Hearing this, Hao Su smiled and rushed towards the Four Saints Great Array.

"Xuanshan, you ......" The three of Qingrong froze, their speed under their feet did not decrease, and they looked at the two of them with a strange expression.

"I'm his little fan!" Hao Su, who had entered the Four Saints Great Array, had a smile on his face, and he didn't care about Zhu Xuan and the others who were rising with murderous intent.

"He was more defensive than me, and the crying father who was beaten by Lao Tzu called his mother, and called me big brother!" Xuanshan patted his chest indifferently, looking proud.

After all, in the Lu Clan's ancestral land, Hao Su's cultivation was already at the limit ceiling, holding a holy soldier, and this kind of combat power could follow him convincingly, and it was shocking enough to spread it.

"I ......" Qing Rong looked depressed, he dreamed of killing Hao Su, this kid is too lacking in morality, relying on the holy soldier in his hand can use a little power of time and space, and when he is asleep, he will not attack him less, otherwise, it is impossible to shake Lu Chen a few shots.

"Don't fucking stare at Lao Tzu, you're here to eat white food?" Qing Rong roared angrily and glared fiercely at Hao Su, who was shrouded in the Four Saints Great Array.

"Hehe, don't be angry, boss, I didn't kill the four of you when you were sleeping, otherwise ......."

"Shut up!" Four roars sounded at the same time, so frightened that Hao Su hurriedly shut up, after all, it was an unbearable past that the four of them didn't want to mention, with a flick of his fingers, the thousand empty cones in his hands rotated rapidly, and a wave of energy enveloped everyone, and the speed soared again.

Time passed, less than an hour, the screams became more and more rare, to the end, there were only a few sounds, and then looking at the top, the pitch-black magic words were more than 100 zhang, terrifying.

", it's all dead!" Hao Su's throat rolled, his voice trembled, and he couldn't help but speak.

"If we don't run, we'll all die!" Qing Rong was also shocked, a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, and he glanced back at Hao Su, he really wanted to kill this kid.

"If it weren't for your sneak attack, there would have been a lot of lurkers who came in last time, and I can't say that everyone would have a chance to survive together!"

Speaking of this, Hao Su was also helpless, who would have thought that such a change would occur when the Lu family's ancestral land was destroyed, and he himself couldn't wait to slap himself a few times.

"What about the girls?" Qing Rong suddenly spoke.

"Hmph, that girl's escape level is first-class, and I used the Thousand Sky Cone to let her escape a few times when I was asleep, otherwise, I would have become my junior brother's woman a long time ago!" Hao Su is also a means of marveling at the lack of water and shadows, and now, only a few people survived the last time they entered the Lu family's ancestral land.

In addition, this time the newcomers entered, all kinds of sieges, expeditions, and the strongest people who appeared here were only six of them, and as for whether there was still hiding in the secret, they didn't know.

"Why do I feel something is wrong?" Hao Su suddenly spoke.

When several people heard this, they followed Hao Su's gaze, and in the distance, the big river was rushing, and on the waves, a Miaoman figure turned back from time to time, with a shocked face.

"You crow's mouth is open?" The four of Qingrong were also stunned, and as soon as they mentioned Shui Wuying, Shui Wuying appeared.

"You mentioned me too?" Hao Su couldn't help asking.

Hearing this, the four of them also noticed the abnormality and nodded strangely.

"This ......" The five people were terrified, and if they continued like this, it would be the same in any direction they fled, they were all dead ends, and they all converged in one place in all directions.

"There is no shadow in the water!" Qing Rong shouted, and Shui Wuying, not far away, hurriedly turned around when he heard the words, and was also stunned the moment he saw Hao Su.

The six of them gathered together, Shui Wuying stared at Hao Su for another moment, and before she could speak, Hao Su scratched his head, "Water fairy, I'm sorry about sleeping!"

As soon as the words fell, Hao Su trembled, only to feel that the murderous eyes were staring at him, and he hurriedly closed his mouth and didn't dare to say more.

"Shut up!" Shui Wuyingjiao snorted, and seeing that Hao Su really stopped talking, he took a deep breath, "Zou Qing is dead, and you are still following ***."

Isn't it?"

Sensing the murderous gaze, even Hao Su trembled, "The fairy misunderstood, it is exactly the opposite direction of your escape, who knows ......"..

Hao Su looked surprised, hearing this, Shui Wuying was also frowning, she naturally knew that the two escape routes were different, almost two diametrically opposite directions, and they met at this moment, and they couldn't figure it out.

"Not only you, but also the four of us and Hao Su, this kid threw the heaven-shaking trick to me and I want Lao Tzu to take the blame, and finally came together!" Speaking of the Heaven-Shaking Technique, Qing Rong glared at Hao Su viciously again.

"What's next?" Shui Wuying asked anxiously, running all the way, she consumed a lot of money, and she couldn't hold on for too long.

Bang!

Bang!

The moment the six of them talked, several black threads fell from the sky, and the entire Four Saints Great Array trembled, if it weren't for the blessings of Hao Su and Shui Wuying, this blow would probably destroy the Great Array that had not urged the four Holy Soldiers.

"It's fucking crazy!" Qing Rong scolded angrily, feeling aggrieved in his heart, he couldn't fight but could only escape, but in an instant, the cold hair stood upright, and he only felt that the surroundings seemed to be too quiet, so quiet that it was terrifying.

Suddenly turned around and looked around, the six of them were completely frightened, countless cultivators in the Central Domain, the young generation who broke in, at this moment, they were dead, and there was no one around.

Only in the distance, a few figures still maintained a frantic running and fleeing figure standing still, still maintaining the posture before death, and even the fear on their faces did not dissipate.

"Dead ...... Dead!" During the day, his throat rolled and his face was shocked.

"I can't escape!" Shui Wuying also had a dead face, knowing the ending, she looked relaxed, the previous escape made her tired, and she had been lurking in the Lu family's ancestral land for many years, and even her heart had changed a lot.

Over the years, the only thing she did was to try her best to survive, but in the end, she still couldn't escape the trajectory of fate.