"The chaos can be counteracted in other ways."

"The key is that the fallen immortals in this place are indestructible."

"These fallen immortals we just killed will be resurrected once they go out!"

"If they eat the flesh of these fallen immortals, then they will replace them as the new guardians of this chaotic land."

Hearing this, Zhan Wuji frowned slightly, as soon as he entered here, he felt that this place was very similar to the later Panya Realm, the Eternal Night Desert!

What the "Strange Spirit" said is exactly the same as the "Immortal Evil God" in the Eternal Night Desert!

Such a coincidence?

Or......

This is the Eternal Night Desert of the future?

Thinking of this, Zhan Wuji immediately spoke: "Our actions can be a little faster." ”

"Yiwu" nodded, if there were only eighty-one ordinary monks of the Thunder Tribulation to lead, then their progress would definitely not be too slow.

In the Land of Chaos, there are too many fallen immortals, and they need to preserve their strength and strength, so the speed of progress has slowed down.

Even without the protection of these ordinary people, the ordinary eighty-one tribulation power is still nine deaths and one life.

But now, he and the celebrity king's subordinates beside him are far beyond the ordinary eighty-one tribulation Mahayana.

Ordinary fallen immortals can't even hold up two moves, speed up, and don't worry about safety at all.

Therefore, "Yiwu" immediately spoke: "Our time is indeed precious!" ”

"Okay, I'll open the way, comrade Zhandao, you are guarding here."

"The rest of the Mahayana, just patrol the neighborhood."

"Next, we have to rush as fast as we can!"

Hearing this, the rest of the Mahayana nodded one after another: "Yes!"

After saying this, Zhan Wuji's figure flashed, and he had already reached behind everyone.

At the same time, "Yiwu" stepped out with one foot, blocking in front of everyone, and the crutch in his hand slammed into the ground, and suddenly, a black-gray smoke, like a flood, rose from the sand!

The ordinary people around were suddenly blown up by the black smoke.

The gray clothes flashed, and the "stranger" had already launched a retreat technique, and flew forward quickly.

And the gray smoke that carries ordinary people is like maggots on the tarsal bones, chasing after them.

The other eighty-one Mahayana did not dare to slack off, and each flew up and stood guard on both sides of the crowd, following closely behind.

Zhan Wuji danced lightly with long sleeves, his steps were not hurried or slow, he always followed behind everyone, and his divine consciousness spread, covering every ordinary person.

It didn't take long for a cold, depraved, chaotic aura to come from the front, and a fallen immortal appeared!

The pace of everyone's progress did not slow down in the slightest, but the momentum of the fallen immortal quickly dissipated.

Zhan Wuji immediately understood that this was the handiwork of "Yiwu", he was a real immortal, an ordinary remnant immortal, in front of him, there was only one way to die!

A huge army, like a huge black cloud, flies over the land and travels between the mountains.

Every once in a while, an aura of fallen immortals would appear around them, but the "Aliens" were killed by them one by one, and their progress did not stop.

From time to time, fallen immortals chased behind him, but before he could get closer, he was shaken away by Cui Wei's sword qi.

The eighty-one tribulations of Mahayana swimming left and right are doing nothing at the moment.

Minutes and seconds passed.

After walking for some reason, the group finally saw a towering sand dune.

Zhan Wuji, who was at the back, also stopped, his divine sense quickly scanned a sand dune in front of him, and found no threat, "What's wrong?"

"There's Midland ahead." "Strange" said lightly.

"I'm already an immortal, and I can't go any further."

"Don't leave it at that."

When Zhan Wuji heard this, although he didn't know why, he also nodded quickly, "Okay!"

"Take care, senior, see you in the future!"

"Yiwu" turned sideways slightly, walked through the crowd, nodded slightly to him, and then took a step, and disappeared in an instant.

A figure that looked exactly like him immediately appeared beside Zhan Wuji, but his real body was directly blocked in front of everyone, and he said lightly: "Let's go." ”

As he spoke, his whole body surged with immortal yuan, and a gentle force brought everyone up, like a dragon flying, and in the blink of an eye, he crossed this desert and walked far away.

The Mahayana of the eighty-one eons followed.

Zhan Wuji didn't know exactly what the target was ahead, but with the exact location of "Empty Hazy" and "Yili", he only needed to follow the direction pointed by this chess piece, and he would definitely be able to find it!

Subsequently, Zhan Wuji disregarded the terrain and countless remnant immortals, leading everyone to travel all the way.

Along the way, everything that stood in his way was cut off by his sword, opening up a path.

Gradually, Zhan Wuji felt that the two chess pieces of "Empty Haze" and "Yifei" were getting closer and closer.

Along the way, the ground was still desolate, but there was no trace of the remnant immortal around.

Cold, chaotic, depraved, dark, terrifying...... These forces have become more condensed.

It's like something terrible is coming!

Zhan Wuji frowned, this place is more and more similar to the Eternal Night Desert!

"Boom!"

He looked up and saw that in the sky, dark clouds were rolling, purple and blue lights were flickering, and the majestic heavenly power filled this space.

Looking at the familiar Thunder Tribulation, Zhan Wuji immediately realized that the "Ruins" were in front of him, sealing the Thunder Tribulation!

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately accelerated.

Those Mahayana people of the eighty-one eons also used all their best to follow.

The whole army, like a giant bird, was moving.

It didn't take long for it to be pitch black in front of me, and there was something different.

Nine Optimus Pillars, like gold and iron clashing, came a rumbling thunder from inside the huge coffin.

Countless Terran warriors stood in front of the nine pillars, looking intently at a fair woman in gorgeous clothes.

The "empty" face was as beautiful as ever, but in the eyes, there was a dense pupil, between the long black hair, stretched out several miserable white claws, intertwined with the many tentacles floating in her sleeves, like a dandelion floating in the air, she raised her head, purple lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating her miserable white and strange face.

Zhan Wuji saw this scene from afar, and his heart was shocked.

In the next second, the thunderstorm came.

Boom Boom!

Bitter purple thunder swept through the void, cascading down like a waterfall.

When he fell, his whole body was scorched, blood flowed from the wound, and his breath of life weakened to the extreme at this moment, like a candle in the wind, which would be blown out at any time, but he still held on, dying.

A vague force permeated from him.

Outside the nine pillars, several other Mahayana powerhouses also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and waved their robes.