Chapter 587: How dare you ask

But at this time, no one complained, on the contrary, excited.

The powerful air flow that rushed out was all spiritual energy, and it was a rich spiritual energy emitted by a top-grade spirit stone.

Just like that, everyone could guess how many heaven and earth spirit creatures were in the space that was broken? If so, .......

"Get out of the way!"

Before everyone could restrain the excitement in their eyes, someone shouted again.

When I looked closely, I saw the huge mountain in front of me, silently turning into nothingness.

The mountains disappeared, but a huge crack appeared on the ground for more than ten miles, silent, paper-like, divided into two by sharp weapons.

Yi Heng pulled up Qiu Xiyin and Zhuge Wushuang and flew towards the sky suddenly.

At this time, he thanked the divine deer for leading them into the void, otherwise how could he be alive?

What kind of power is this?

The cracks in the ground are still growing, deepening and extending, but this silence is a strange thing that makes people palpitate.

The crack in the sky no longer expanded, but it did not shrink either, and it seemed to have been frozen there, as if a huge fish had been cut open in the belly.

At this time, he vaguely knew what it was to open up the world and add more than 10,000 miles.

There was a huge crack in the ground, far away from the crack in the sky, if it was expected, then the crack in the sky must be a natural secret realm.

At this moment, when an axe cuts open, everything inside will leak out, filling the bottomless crack in the earth, which is ten miles wide and thousands of miles long.

The sky is open, the earth is opened, and more than 10,000 miles are added.

Sure enough, it's a powerful means, and it's really a heaven.

The powerful airflow is like a closed air, which is instantly broken and leaks, and it has to be somewhat eased at this time.

But thousands of figures rushed towards the void against the air current, and finally returned in embarrassment, having to look at the void where a huge hole had been cut and sigh secretly.

With such a closed heaven and earth with such a rich aura, how many heavenly and earthly treasures will there be?

"Yi Daoyou!" Zhou Chenghao led everyone to follow and shouted.

Yi Heng's mind moved slightly, and the three million monks of the Zhou family also flew into the sky.

It's just that everyone is still immersed in the huge power of the axe at this time, staring at the sky and the ground, two cracks, and they don't dare to gasp.

He naturally knew that the aura in the space that had been broken was strong.

But it's hard to tell whether rushing in is a good thing or a bad thing.

His brows furrowed tightly, and his heart was thinking quickly.

The airflow slowed down again, "rush~", when the first figure rushed into the void against the slowed airflow, countless monks were greatly encouraged and rushed inside.

The monks of the Zhou family also had people who flew away, but he did not stop it, and he couldn't stop it.

Zhou Chenghao can only be in a hurry, and he knows that he will definitely not be able to stop it.

There were more and more monks flying away, but Yi Heng felt like a moth to a fire, and he died more and lived.

That big mouth is now split in two, and who knows what kind of crisis is hidden inside?

"Monk of the Qin family, don't mess around, rush all. ”

"Yin see the monk, rush!"

Although Yin Buzheng and Qin Shengtian were not carried away by the aura explosion, at this time, some monks had already rushed in, and they could not bear it, so they ordered to rush there.

"Yi Daoyou!" Zhou Chenghao almost shouted, and pleaded.

Whether it was the heavenly treasure in the space, or the divine deer that had flown into the space, the Zhou family had no choice.

Yi Heng also had no choice.

Chen Shoutian and others want to be saved, and the divine deer is captured, and in this space, they must go.

It's just that in his eyes, the speckled figure, with a smile on his face, looks at everyone like a moth.

Shen Tutian didn't rush in.

More than 10,000 monks from the Law Department did not rush in.

They had fallen to the ground by this time, as if guarding the huge crack in the ground, waiting for something to fall from the sky to fill it.

Suddenly, Shen Tutian turned his head sharply and looked at him.

His eyes narrowed, staring at him, savoring the meaning in his eyes.

I saw Shen Tutian wave his right hand and make a "please" gesture towards him.

It was as if he knew that he would enter the space, and he would enter the urn.

Please enter the urn and ask you if you dare?

"Monk of the Zhou family, rush with me!" he gritted his teeth secretly, what was the danger inside, with nearly eight million monks in his hands, how could he be afraid?

Zhou Chenghao's face instantly showed a look of great joy, and he shouted loudly: "Chong, rush." ”

The left and right arms tightened slightly, but it was Qiu Xiyin and Zhuge Wushuang who grabbed his arms in turn.

In the face of such a situation, not to mention Zhuge Wushuang, even if Qiu Xiyin is a disciple of the Heavenly Law Department, he will feel fear and weakness.

Nearly three million Zhou family monks flew forward at the same time, looking at the bottomless cracks in the ground, their hearts trembling slightly.

Beyond Shen Tutian, Yi Heng's eyes were staring at him, wanting to see some clues.

But to his disappointment, there was no trace of it.

With an order, with the strength of three million monks, he was killed on the spot, and he remembered the power behind him, so he had to give up.

Although the air flow slows down, a resistance is still felt.

It's just that in the midst of this resistance, everyone is not only not sad, but also enjoys it very much.

The aura rushed into the skin, followed the meridians, and flowed into the dantian.

The little Yuan Infant in the dantian kept waving his hands, refining the aura like a stream of water, and his little face was also excited.

Thirty miles away, it was only a moment's effort, but everyone felt as if they had been cultivating for months, and their cultivation had improved visibly with the naked eye.

On the way to cultivating immortals, all you want is to cultivate for improvement, the immortal road is smooth and smooth, and the longevity is extended.

That's already the case here, but what happens when you go in?

Yi Heng looked at the tumbling void on both sides as everyone's eyes looked at it, and his heart became more and more nervous.

The thick void was cut through with an axe, and now it can still be stabilized on both sides, and it has not been closed, this method is still the category of monks?

"Hold your breath tightly and rush with all your might. ”

Finally, he crossed the thick void and touched the huge opening in front of him.

The aura as rich as water rushed out of this opening, but at this time it was hazy, and it was impossible to see what was inside.

He gritted his teeth, let out a low roar, and led the group to rush into the haze.

Shen Tutian saw his figure disappear into the huge opening, and a smile appeared on his face, since he had entered the urn, how could he leave easily?

"Haha, all the monks in the world are like my urn, whether they live or die, it all depends on the will of heaven, no matter what, this feat of opening the heavens, for tens of thousands of years, only I have completed it. ”

He laughed to himself, and suddenly stopped laughing, "It's just that now, you have to fight for the greatest benefit, Shenlu, and your life." ”

"The master once said that in the life of a monk, he will meet many people, some are Taoist friends, who support each other along the way, and some are passers-by, passing by, but the least are the enemies of fate in life. ”

There was a look of memory in his eyes, and he wanted to ask the master to kill the man, but the master refused, and he said this sentence, and he still remembers it clearly.

"His existence will make you stronger, think about it, every time you fight, will your strength and cultivation increase by a bit?

He thought it was true, if there was no Yi Heng, I am afraid that he would cultivate in Lingmi City until he was old in this life, how could he come here and climb to such a height?

After fighting again and again, his strength continued to increase, his cultivation continued to improve, and his horizons naturally expanded.

"But this time, I must restore my true surname!" he gritted his teeth and rushed straight into the space without looking back.

After Yi Heng rushed in, he suddenly felt that the aura was even stronger, and he immediately opened his eyes and fixed his gaze.

"What an aura space. ”

A monk yelled beside him.

Ahead, densely packed with monks, constantly attacking a film-like barrier in front of them amid the chaotic sound.

The Yin and Qin families, who came first, seemed to have discovered something, leaving the ground in a mess, so they attacked the barrier in front of them.

Below, it should be a fairyland, even if a lot of soil pits were dug by the monks of the Yin and Qin families, it would not affect everyone's judgment.

There are mountains and waters, bubbling with fairy spirit, and the white mist is hazy.

It's just that this white mist is not immortal, but aura.

Countless monks scrambled to the ground, constantly digging for the spiritual objects growing on the ground.

There are elixirs and herbs, and there are all kinds of strange flowers and trees.

Whether they know each other or not, everyone digs into the storage bag first.

In a few moments, within a radius of a hundred miles, there was nothing left, and it was excavated, and even the spirit stone mine underground could not escape the hands of everyone.

Waiting for everyone to react, Yi Heng was still frowning.

It stands to reason that there is such an aura here, how can there be no demon beasts? What about the divine deer? What about Chen Shoutian and the others?