Endless spirits descend upon the earth.

Countless, the remnants of the immortals of the primeval era have descended.

The strength of these souls is different, some of them are extremely strong, and when they are pointed out, they can collapse the space and reverse the river of time.

There are also some that are so broken and badly damaged that they only spend a moment on Earth before being blown away into nothingness by the endless winds.

On the earth, all kinds of heaven and earth and all things ushered in unprecedented destruction, especially those who had already entered the realm of cultivators, and they felt the arrival of the disaster in the dark, and fled frantically.

Because even if some of them are weak, most of them are still exceptionally strong.

In front of these immortal souls of the primeval era, there was no one who could oppose them at all.

Even if even the people of the Great Xia Wendao Bureau had the magic weapon left by the First Emperor of the primeval era, they could only barely compete.

In addition, how can there be anyone on the entire earth who can fight against it, that is an immortal-level soul, with the power that spans eternity in the land of the reincarnation of the primeval people, it has existed for so many years and has not died, although the remaining power has long been less than one thousandth of a thousandth, but it is still not something that ordinary people can compete with.

One soul after another descended on the earth, devouring everything with impunity, relying on their own instincts, absorbing all the fluctuations and forces around them to complement themselves.

But it's not easy to tinker with their own needs. Endless resources to make up for it, which means that the entire earth is devastated.

Those who survived fell to their knees, watching the huge spirit pass over their heads, their eyes filled with despair.

What exactly did they do?

What exactly did that go through? Why did Heaven treat them like this?

I thought that after experiencing the catastrophe of heaven and earth, everything would be better, everything was thriving, and they also obtained unimaginable magical powers before, and they got back up from that desperate predicament, and their eyes once again burned with hope for life.

And their city and country are slowly recovering in the past few months, and they are seeing that everything is gradually getting better.

But in the blink of an eye, unimaginable disasters have struck again.

Each of them has the power to shake the world, and each of them has an infinite number of fluctuations, which are nothing more than their level can compete with, just getting closer, and the wisp of aura emanating from their bodies will make them disappear.

Even they felt that this time the difficulty was even more serious than the last time.

The last frozen world, although they struggled to hide, was still not as desperate as it is now.

In the midst of those desperate colds, they still have a longing for life.

But now it's different, it's a complete disaster.

Those souls opened their mouths and sucked in, and the endless mountains collapsed.

No matter whether you are an ordinary person or a cultivator, once you are involved, you are doomed to a dead end.

In the distance, there were cultivators who belonged to the New World, and they stood up stubbornly in this ruined land, and they had the strength to resist the world.

Now they burn themselves, roaring, and countless people have gathered together, igniting themselves here to try their best to shoot, shining all night.

A formation that I didn't know where to get it was slowly laid out by them.

The vast light squeezed the void, and the mysterious power gradually condensed.

"Kill!"

They roared and rose into the sky, thunder, flames, earth and ice, all kinds of supernatural powers, frantically poured out.

It's a pity that no matter how violent and strong they are, they can't change anything at all.

The attack hit the soul above the sky, and it didn't do any damage at all.

The soul tickled twice, and the attack didn't even send a ripple.

Then, he turned his head and seemed to spot the gathered humans, letting out an excited shout and roar.

A hand spread over, covering the entire area like an overwhelming one, and immediately grabbed them all, and blatantly grabbed them all, and then threw them in their mouths.

With the sound of chewing, the top cultivators all turned into flesh and blood, and died.

"How else can this fight against them"

Seeing this scene, all the cultivators around them were in despair, and they all fell to their knees with a thud and collapsed to the ground.

How else is this combated? How else is this fighting?

The blow that all of them struck with all their might looked like nothing more than a tickle in each other's eyes.

Reaching out and grabbing them, they all took them away, how can this be an opponent.

The unimaginable calamity is coming, and the strong people everywhere are in fear.

After the catastrophe had passed, life had breathed in their respective regions, and they had created a new order here.

Those strong people didn't dare to accept all this, on weekdays, no one dared not listen to them, but now they are fleeing for their lives like lost dogs.

The gap is so great that the despair is almost indescribable.

Many people knelt on the ground, screaming and angrily denouncing the heavens, refuting injustice, and helpless to such a scene, powerless to turn the sky upside down.

"Even an entire mountain range was swallowed down."

There are people on the earth whose faces have changed wildly, and there is a magnificent mountain range between heaven and earth in the distance, and this mountain range has only appeared after the revival and change of the aura of heaven and earth.

There are all kinds of rare treasures on it, and many people in this vicinity have obtained precious medicinal materials from this mountain range, and after taking them, they have gained unprecedented strength and entered the realm of cultivators.

But now, with the arrival of a spirit, he simply stretched out his hand and stuffed the whole mountain range into his mouth like a bean, a terrifying and deep despair.

How can this be fought?

Unable to fight against it at all, not even just the materials on the earth, these souls raised their heads and looked at the endless void.

They're going to strike at the stars, and they're really going to do it.

They stretched out their hands and even dropped some of the stars from the nine heavens.

On this day, the forests on countless earth islands saw meteorites comparable to the sun falling towards the earth, each of them was hundreds of thousands of miles in size, and when they fell, they burned in the sky, which was an unimaginable despair, and the breath of death came to their faces, and the sense of oppression was suffocating.

However, in the end, all these meteorites exploded, they were more gorgeous than fireworks, more surging than the universe, and after they exploded in the universe, they were all swallowed up by those immortal-level souls, and then disappeared forever.

Seeing this scene, many strong people trembled violently, almost unimaginable.

After this blow, the entire starry sky seemed to be emptied and dimmed.

The terrifying aura of the earth was spreading, and all kinds of streamers were boiling.

If it weren't for the fact that the earth at this time had already evolved once after the baptism of heaven and earth aura, I am afraid that everything would have turned into powder now, and there would be nothing that could be preserved intact under this kind of immortal-level soul.

I don't know how long it took for this turmoil to gradually subside a little, spreading the chaos between heaven and earth, and the aura gradually dissipated.

The sun rose from high in the sky, and in the face of this star, the souls of many immortals did not make a move.

I don't know why he still retains the brilliant light of the past, but the moon that originally revolved around the earth was cut off and swallowed by someone who doesn't know.

You must know that this moon was accompanied by the revival and change of the earth's heaven and earth aura at that time, and it also gained great benefits, and it also expanded hundreds and thousands of times.

Now it has been swallowed up by a part.

This is the power of an immortal-level powerhouse, once it erupts, there is nothing to resist, and everything will wither.

The brilliant light shone on the entire heaven and earth, and after those immortal-level souls had absorbed enough energy, they chose to sleep, chose to find an area to wait, and silently recovered.

The vast breath of life spread again, and many of the existence of the Great Xia Dao Bureau, standing on the altar, wanted to see more other pictures.

But the whole planet has fallen into an eerie state of silence.

This heaven and earth are still there, and this universe is still there, but the catastrophe that threatens mankind has not left.

The sun was raised, and after a long time, I didn't see the weasels come back, nor did I see the beings who held the magic weapon of the primeval emperor in their hands returned.

The existence of many Great Xia Daoist Bureaus is still quietly waiting.

I don't know how long it took before the thunder and roar between heaven and earth gradually disappeared, and the aura of death that had originally permeated the earth was quiet.

Faintly, there seemed to be more aura from heaven and earth, but more of it was a strong bloody aura that only a true cultivator could feel.

That's because there are souls who have died here, and the aura of heaven and earth emitted from their bodies is actually making up for the huge earth, making the aura on the earth increase in a straight line, which is really terrifying and appalling.

Of course, the most important thing that makes the earth's aura revive and change is not the heaven and earth aura on these souls, but the piece of stars they plucked from the sky and the starry sky.

Each of these stars is extremely precious, containing unimaginable power and fluctuations.

After they collapsed and occupied the sky, not all the aura was swallowed, and some of it flowed into the earth.

But just this part has increased the heaven and earth aura of the entire earth by an unknown number of times, which is enough to see the enormity of these stars, and it is also more clear and intuitive to feel how terrifying the combat power of these immortals is.

Finally, after a few more days, the weasel appeared on the ground, and at this time, the weasel was covered with traces of fragmentation, tattered, blood everywhere, and there were also tattered black qi left by lightning shattering on his body, as well as the scars from the chaotic sword qi, which never dissipated

He's in a terrible situation, not very good, but he's in good spirits and excited.

"What are you pretending to be? Isn't it just a little immortal soul? And it's a remnant soul, and I'm going to die in front of me after all! ”

The weasel opened his mouth fiercely, and it was clear that he had won this battle and gained a lot of benefits.

"What about the others?" Many of the Great Xia Daoist Bureau's existences saw it, and hurriedly surrounded them, asking with some concern?

"They are also besieging an immortal-level soul, but at the last moment that soul escaped, they are besieging it, and most of them will come back after killing it." The weasel spoke, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's okay, it's okay."

"I thought that these immortal-level souls would be so difficult to beat, but I didn't expect it to be like this, I'm still sure of one-on-one, hum."

The weasels were extremely happy, originally they thought that they only relied on the strength of the Jindan level to deal with the soul of the Immortal Realm, but there was a little difference.

But after the real fight, he realized that the soul of the immortal was not as terrible as he imagined.

After all, it's just a realm higher than him, not to mention that he still has Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll in his hand, a supreme magic weapon.

It can still be solved after the fight.

But the weasel also knows that it can't be taken lightly, because there are too many souls on the earth.

He is the only one who has truly reached the Jindan realm on the entire earth, and there will be countless lives and human beings dying in this disaster, and the number he can save is limited after all.

"I went around the outside of the earth, and there are more immortal-level souls, all of them ran outside, it's really miserable."

"All kinds of good things on the earth have been taken away, except for those treasures that really can't be taken away, they have plundered too much, these damn bastards, sooner or later they will kill them all."

The weasel's fierce opening was obviously a little unpleasant.

The things on the earth should belong to him, these souls who have died a long time ago, what do you want these treasures to do, it's a waste of tyrannical things.

"Immortal-level battles? Is there really a real immortal descending in the space outside? ”

"It's just a soul, if a real immortal comes, I will definitely be the first to run."

The weasel didn't hesitate to speak, and for the rest of the day, he told what he saw outside, leaving people stunned.

Patches of meteors, endless meteorites, all of them are blowing apart.

In space, those immortal-level souls don't have to care about anything, they can really go all out, and that terrifying power can almost make the heavens tremble.

"It's a pity, no matter how strong they are, there is only one way to die in front of Nuwa Niangniang's picture scroll, and their condition is not very good, without enough heaven and earth aura to support, there is only death after all."

After all the fierce battles before, the weasel's mentality is clearly a lot better.

These immortal-level souls are indeed terrifying, but they are not as extreme and inexplicable as imagined.

(End of chapter)