Cheng Qian chatted with Master Zhikong with a firm expression, and then asked some about his experience when he hit the God Transformation Period, and then turned into a shock and galloped towards the depths of Yunzhou.

"Whether it's a blessing or a curse, it can only depend on creation!"

The Zhikong Divine Monk looked at Cheng Qian's departing light, and after muttering a sentence in his mouth, the person turned into a ball of pure Buddha light and disappeared into nothingness.

On this side of Yanzhou Ziyun Mountain, the sky within a radius of 100,000 miles is all shrouded in black clouds, and the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves diffuses from the black clouds.

I saw one hundred and eight black beads, constantly releasing black thunder and impacting another one hundred and eight white points of light, and those points of light seemed to be crumbling under the impact of endless demonic energy.

"Haha, it won't be long before this formation will break!"

Qi Poor's hands trembled, shuttling back and forth in the rolling demonic energy, soaring freely, like an eagle flying high with wings, looking down on the earth.

"Boom!"

As Qi Qi's words fell, the black demonic qi in the sky seemed to go crazy, releasing black electric curtains, impacting the entire Purple Cloud Mountain Great Array like a storm.

I saw one of the white points of light, which was originally dim, in this violent lightning strike, the white points of light finally couldn't resist, and collapsed and disappeared in the chaotic thunder, and then its disappearance caused a series of chain reactions, one hundred and eight white dots are array eyes, interlocking, as long as there is a collapse, the next point of light will appear more unstable, and they are all crumbling in the void, and they are very likely to collapse in an instant.

"Okay!

Seeing this situation, the voice full of surprise came out of the radius.

Such a big movement on this side of Ziyun Mountain naturally attracted the attention of immortal cultivators from all over the world, and as the darkness disappeared, those immortal cultivators who derived inner demons were also stubbornly resisting. Slay the demon of the heart.

The Wu tribe also restored the peace of the past, and there was no scene of cannibalism, and after they came to their senses, those Wu tribes who had killed their own clan had a look of shame on their faces.

But now is not the time for them to be ashamed, although the Wu Clan is not an immortal cultivator, they also have some mysterious means to probe the changes between heaven and earth.

Such a crazy fluctuation of demonic qi on the side of Ziyun Mountain made those high-ranking Great Witch Zhu a little unable to sit still.

He repeatedly ordered scouts to go to Ziyun Mountain to check, but almost all of them went and never returned, leaving them completely confused.

"What the hell is going on. Grab an immortal cultivator and ask, what was Ziyun Mountain used for, and why is it so fluctuating now!"

In a desert that can not be seen in Qingzhou, there is a large tribe of the Wu tribe, all around the Wu tribe are towering spires, the yellow sand is all over the sky, these spires are as high as 100 zhang, the highest even has 1,000 zhang, straight to the sky.

These Wu tribes are accustomed to living in poverty in the Western Jin Dynasty. When they came to the Xuandong Continent, they didn't adapt to the green mountains and rivers here, so they couldn't help but find a huge desert stretching for hundreds of thousands of miles in Qingzhou, which was their main base.

In the middle of hundreds of spires, there is a huge stone statue of the Curtain Moon Wolf Clan. I saw that there were all kinds of gray runes around the stone statue, shrinking and rotating, as if it was a sealing array, trapping it inside and preventing it from coming out.

An elderly man in the robe of a great witch stands in front of a stone statue. The cloudy eyes glanced at the stone statue faintly, and gave orders to the little witch clan holding the tray beside him.

In the tray in the hands of the little witch clan, there are all kinds of stone tools. These stone tools are strangely shaped, twisted and curved like pens.

"Returning to the Great Witch Zhu, we have obtained some classics from the treasures of the immortal cultivators, and there is no need to catch the immortal cultivators to ask, Ziyun Mountain used to seem to be the last battlefield of the Immortal and Demon War in the Xuandong Continent two million years ago!" said the young Wu clan, holding the tray respectfully, neither humble nor arrogant.

Hearing this, Great Wu Zhu turned his head in some surprise, took a deep look at the young Wu clan, and waved his wrinkled hand: "Put down the Wu Array Pen Knife, and tell me in detail what is going on!"

Listening to the words of the Great Witch Zhu, the little witch envoy looked respectful, and put the tray in his hand into the burden hanging from his waist, they did not have the storage bag of the immortal cultivator, only this kind of baggage, but this seemingly ordinary burden can also hold many things.

Next, the little witch envoy took out a bundle of bamboo slips from the baggage, opened it, and began to tell the record of the battle between the immortals and demons in Xuandong millions of years ago.

After a while, after listening to the records in these classics, Da Wu Zhu couldn't help but take a deep look, and the stone statue of the Wolf Clan of the Curtain Moon beside him said with a strange expression: "Blessed by the wolf god, I'm afraid that these sealed demons will break the seal, and the Wu clan has just stabilized, and they will face the turmoil again, and I hope that the wolf god will guide me!"

As he spoke, Da Wu Zhu pinched a few strange tricks in his hand, and a number of gray threads shot out of his fingers, directly submerging into the runes outside the stone statue.

I saw that those gray runes opened a certain distance from the body of the stone statue after a few flickers, and the originally lifeless stone statue, at this moment, the gray eyes suddenly burst out with a strange red light.

"I feel it! Cheng Qian is not dead! He has returned to Xuandong!" The first sentence of the stone statue when he opened his eyes made Da Wuzhu puzzled, and he glanced at the stone statue that came to life in great surprise.

"The wolf god is above, Xing Ling, the descendant of the Wu Ancestor, bows, the Xuandong Ziyun Mountain array is loosened, the demon tribulation is about to come, look at the wolf god for guidance!" Although the Great Wu Zhu was a little surprised, he still asked.

"Hmph, you trapped the deity here as your brainstorm, and begged me to bless you, it's just wishful thinking, now that you have unlocked my seal, presumably the inheritors of the Nine Abyss Divine Monarch must have sensed it, and I am afraid that it will not be long before your Wu clan will suffer a catastrophe!" The stone statue of the Muyue Wolf Clan, the tone is a little unkind, it seems that it is not the so-called wolf god in the mouth of the Wu Clan, but Cheng Gan's parasitic spirit beast Swallowing Heaven Demon Wolf, he dares to say such a thing naturally has something to rely on, the blood sacrifice induction in the underworld, he clearly felt a coercion from the master and servant, this coercion is unfathomable, only one thing can be proved, that is, Cheng Qian has entered the god, so that the Sky Devouring Demon Wolf has such a fear in his heart.

"Suffering from a catastrophe, what do you mean by this, and I hope that the wolf god will give you advice!" Dawu Zhu was not angered by the unkind words of the Heaven Devouring Demon Wolf, but asked again with a surprised expression.

"You respect me as the wolf god, before the wolf was expedient to obey you's orders, but now the shape has changed, if you still seal me here, don't expect the old man to give you advice!" The Sky Devouring Demon Wolf was unmoved when he heard this, and his tone was full of threat. (To be continued......)