Yuan Ji was distracted and blew himself up!

I saw a huge blood-colored mushroom cloud, rising into the sky in the most densely populated place, and a scorching blood-colored beam of light shot out from the mushroom cloud, striking hard at the barrier of Cheng Qian's divine consciousness realm.

"Boom!"

The violent roar made Cheng Qian's face turn pale suddenly, and a mouthful of blood spurted out with a 'wow', and the divine consciousness realm collapsed instantly, not only that, but the entire Yuntongfang City Mountain Protection Array shattered violently at the moment when the blood-colored beam rushed into the sky.

The huge blood-colored mushroom cloud slowly swirled, and the furious Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi surged up in all directions like a mountain of madness.

In just a few breaths, the entire Yuntongfang City turned into a ruin, and countless immortal cultivators were submerged one after another under the surging blood-colored clouds, and those who didn't even have the slightest resistance turned into ashes.

Wherever the blood-colored clouds passed, chickens flew and dogs jumped, whether it was flowers and trees, or pavilions, even the birds flying in the sky did not escape this disaster and turned into dust.

The few remaining cultivators in the Transformation Stage, at the moment when the Yuan Pole exploded, they ran away, but the Yang God's remnant thoughts exploded, it was full of Yang God breath, although this was just a wisp of distraction, but after devouring the Yuan Infant Essence of many high-level monks, it was almost comparable to a high-level monk in the late stage of the Transformation of God.

With such a distraction and a hint of yang god aura, in the blink of an eye, the human monks were overwhelmed.

Although Cheng Qian had a powerful cultivation, he could only watch hundreds of Terran cultivators turn into ashes in the demonic thought self-explosion, and even his own was not lightly injured.

Of course, there were still a few monks who seemed to have been favored by the heavens, because they were all shrouded in the Heavenly Evil Sword Array. When a large area of Yuan Qi storm rolled in, the sword light of the Heavenly Evil Sword Array flashed wildly, forming a layer of sword-like protection, which allowed the Terran monks in the formation to escape.

This vitality storm lasted for half a day, and the blood-colored mushroom cloud finally spread to hundreds of zhang. It gradually became slender, and after a while, it turned into a blood-colored filament and dissipated into the void.

And at this moment, the entire Yuntongfang City is like a hell on earth, full of stumps and broken arms, and some broken meat, and the blood mist is diffuse. A picture of hell on earth.

When the blood mist dissipated, it was revealed that there were broken walls everywhere, and none of them were intact.

Occasionally, there was a faint groan in the ruins, and some monks were buried in the rubble, not knowing the extent of their injuries. Only a faint howl could be heard.

However, this terrible howl only cried for a moment, and then it stopped abruptly, and no more sound came out.

The electric light in the void flashed slightly, and Cheng Gan's figure emerged, at this moment he was pale and bloodless, and the corners of his mouth were overflowing with blood. Looking at the tragic scene below, he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart, talking about the cause and effect of this incident. He Cheng Qian was the culprit, if there was no previous Yu Clan monk, such a thing would not have happened.

If he didn't use the divine mind to confine the space, many monks could escape, he was just thinking about it for his own selfishness, in order to find out what the Heavenly Evil Sword Immortal thought. Brewed this catastrophe with his own hands.

"Senior...... There are nearly a thousand monks in Yuntongfang City, and now there are only a few dozen left. Such casualties should also be reported to the top management of the Holy City. The old deacon of Fang City was also pale. What's even more terrifying is that half of his body has disappeared, in other words, he is now completely relying on his cultivation to support himself, and he will not fall down in one breath.

Looking at the old guy in front of him, who only had half of his body, Cheng Qian felt more and more sorry for him, and regardless of his own injury, he raised the mana in his body and frowned at the old guy.

A stream of pure wood aura poured into the old man's body like a flood, and circles of emerald green mist turned into rings, circling around the old man's body.

I saw that the right half of his body was missing, and the flesh and blood began to wriggle like maggots under the moisture of the wood aura, and a little bit of flesh grew out of the blood.

The old man probably knew that his life was short, and at this moment, Cheng Qian wanted to stop it, and he could also see that the seniors in front of him were also injured.

However, the hand he had just raised was withdrawn, and because of an unbearable itch on his wound, he immediately looked down and saw that the missing part of his body had regenerated like a dead tree in spring.

As the flesh beard increased, he became more and more itchy, and his body still trembled, but he only frowned, as an immortal cultivator, he knew that although it was not difficult to regenerate a broken arm, it was also extremely difficult.

After a while, the old man's lost half of his body grew again, but at this moment there was no yellow-colored skin, it was completely fresh flesh and blood, like a newborn baby, extremely delicate, and half of it was red as if it could be broken by blowing.

At this time, Cheng Qian breathed a sigh of relief, collected his mana, and the whole person trembled slightly, as if he had consumed a lot of true yuan, and his face became even paler.

If Cheng Qian doesn't rescue him, I'm afraid this person will also fall.

"Thank you, senior, you meditate and rest for a while, and I'll organize the rest of the people to see if there are any survivors. The old man didn't seem to be suitable for his new body, and he was still a little itchy, but now that the dead wood was in spring, he was excited in his heart, and hurriedly bowed respectfully to Cheng Qian.

Cheng Qian didn't reply, nodded lightly, and sat down directly with his knees crossed, his right hand made a move into the distance, and white sword light rose from the ruins, and hundreds of sword shadows flew and swayed, condensing into a white fairy sword like ten thousand swords.

"Close!" only to hear Cheng Qian's soft voice, the Heavenly Evil Divine Sword immediately turned into a streamer of light and flew into the sleeve robe and disappeared.

As soon as the sword array was closed, several Yuan Infant monks who were hiding under the sword array, and for the rest of their lives at this moment, they all arched their hands at Cheng Qian.

If it weren't for Cheng Qian's sword array, several of them would also be affected by the self-explosion and turned into ashes.

However, what made them even more envious was that the sword array that Cheng Qian had just cast was able to resist the divine power of the demonic thoughts that exploded.

Later, these people also joined the rescue ranks, one by one the wounded soldiers and remnants, cast a spell to turn over the ruins, and dug up a mutilated corpse, but no living people were dug up.

Cheng Qian absorbed the mana of the spirit stone and looked at the scene in front of him indifferently, sighing in his heart.

"The cycle of cause and effect, retribution is unpleasant, if you don't expel this demon in a short period of time, I'm afraid it will be difficult to impact the realm of integration. Cheng Qian felt a little bit in his heart, and muttered as he looked at Yuntongfang City, which was being rectified on all sides.

After half a cup of tea, Cheng Qian didn't say anything, and when his mana was restored for seven or eight minutes, he left a sealed document, and the whole person rose to the sky and left the wreckage of the ruins. (To be continued) R655