Chang Li's eyes didn't blink again, and disappeared directly in place.

Changxu Dao was full of hair, crying and laughing, and completely fell into madness.

The disciples hadn't even reacted yet, something had just happened.

They only had time to see a few figures crash into the chess pieces before they completely disappeared from their eyes.

"Palm, boss, now, what should we do?" A disciple stepped forward and asked Daoist Changxu, who was in a completely abnormal state.

"What to do? What to do? Changxu Daochang's eyes were confused, and his mouth was chattering: "It's gone, it's gone, it's all gone, it's nothing, I can't go back, it's gone, hahaha, hahahaha, it's all gone......"

His crazy appearance made the disciples below couldn't help but stay away a little.

One of the disciples cautiously asked the senior brother, "Senior brother, is the head of the sect like this......

"Inform the senior brothers to gather, those outer disciples, those who are willing to stay, let them leave directly." The senior brother frowned, glanced at Changxu Dao Chang, who was obviously crazy, and sighed: "As soon as Uncle Chang leaves, it is already almost impossible for us to just go back to Lanxi Continent...... I don't know if it will be able to recover. Forget it, let's gather everyone to discuss what to do. ”

The mythical Sumeru Mountain Sanskrit Sect, which was originally touted in Silingzhou, was born in less than a day and was directly put to rest.

Not only did Daoist Changxu fail to accept this reality, but even these disciples were at a loss.

They didn't even understand how a realm like the Hundred Poison Cave, which was a god in their minds, disappeared overnight.

A little disciple couldn't help but pinched the arm of a disciple next to him.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The disciple screamed in pain.

"No, I didn't do anything, I just couldn't believe it." The little disciple muttered to himself.

I can't believe it, that is, after sleeping and waking up, the mountain gate is gone.

Everyone was also in a trance.

……

When she opened her eyes again, it was on a dry meadow.

The sky was dark, a bit like the dark and dull color of a cloudy day.

There was no starlight, no moonlight, not even clouds in the sky.

She was sore, as if she had been thrown into the air and swayed hundreds of times, a little dizzy, and wanted to throw up.

She braced herself up and looked around.

In the boundless barren grassland, you can faintly see that there is a black oppressive thing in one direction, and there is no visible appearance, and in other places it is empty, and even as far as the eye can see, there is no living thing.

"What the hell is this? Am I still in Silingzhou? Qing Tree rubbed his swollen and aching forehead.

"Whoa," a slight sound came from her wrist.

Qing Qi looked at the Xuanyu hanging on his wrist, and his appearance was not much better, and he looked dizzy and listless.

"Are you the only one with me? What about the others? Qingqi looked into the distance again, not to mention the figure, not even a ghost.

I think it was scattered when I was in the teleportation array.

After all, the ghosts don't know what the hell this Thousand Mountains Xuanqi Array is.

Qing Qi looked around, and could only walk in the direction of the shadow that could be seen.