Dugu Kang is not the only one who has a premonition of the future of the world.

The places where strange scenes appear are also not only the Great Song Mountains.

Xuzhou, Yuanmeng, oh no, it should be called the territory of Daming.

Wudang Mountain.

Here, the mountains and rivers are green, the scenery is picturesque, the small bridges and flowing water, the waterfalls and flowing springs, and the aura is steaming, which is an excellent place to practice and retreat.

Similarly, this Wudang Mountain is also the famous Wudang faction on the Daming River, the home of hundreds of Wudang disciples, there is a martial arts myth, Zhang Sanfeng, the founder of Wudang, sits here, and no one dares to make trouble.

However, today, Wudang Mountain is not very peaceful, and it has even become a mess.

A forest of eaves and trees dotted this is where the disciples of the Wudang sect live.

However, at this time, there was blood all over the place, corpses were everywhere, and there were no less than hundreds of corpses, and there were many people covering their heads, their faces were red, and their faces were painful.

It turned out that today, for some reason, there was a sudden roar of a beast that resounded through the sky on Wudang Mountain, causing the air to roll and ripple, even if it was separated by boundless distance, it also affected here, directly shaking more than ten Wudang disciples to death.

And things did not stop because of this, after this beast roar, the beast roar came again, endlessly, so far, there have been no less than a hundred Wudang disciples who have been shocked to the point of bleeding and died under this voice.

"Roar!"

The roar rose again, loud as an angry tide, and as if the heavenly bell had been struck, causing a small bird to fly through the sky, its head short-circuited, its wings stopped, and its body fell down, falling to death.

True Martial Arts Hall.

This is a majestic and quaint, natural and majestic palace, which is the place where the Wudang faction deliberates.

"Ancestor Bao, I have eighty-seven elite disciples in Wudang who have died under this voice, all of them are cultivators in the middle of the day after tomorrow, and their deaths are miserable, and more than 100 disciples below the middle stage of the day after tomorrow have died. An elite disciple of the Wudang Sect reported. His ears were stuffed, but his face was still a little red.

"Hiss ......" heard this, Song Yuanqiao ...... Waiting for the top of Wudang, gasped.

Just a few voices shocked more than eighty mid-day masters and more than a hundred disciples below the mid-day of the day after tomorrow.

You must know that in the middle of the day after tomorrow, it is equivalent to a second-rate master on the rivers and lakes, and this kind of realm is enough to serve as an elder in a small sect and a small platoon, even if it is placed in the six major sects of the Ming Dynasty, it is the backbone of the sect, and it belongs to the elite disciples of the sect.

However, such an elite disciple was now shocked to death by a sound of more than eighty people, in addition, there were more than a hundred Wudang disciples who died of this sound, how could this not make Song Yuanqiao and the others frightened!

Zhang Sanfeng, who was wearing a Tai Chi Taoist robe and had a young face, was also shocked when he heard this data, and the death of more than eighty elite disciples made him very painful, and at the same time, he was also very annoyed.

He instructed all the disciples to go back to their rooms, find something to plug their ears, and cover their ears with a quilt until the sound died down, and then they could go out of the room. Zhang Sanfeng forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart and instructed his disciples.

"Yes, Patriarch. After the words fell, this elite disciple left the True Martial Hall.

"Wait here to deal with emergencies while the division goes to find out the source of this sound. Zhang Sanfeng said to Song Yuanqiao and others.

mmp, Poor Dao wants to see if that bastard is impatient, he actually dares to break ground on Tai Sui's head, and dares to come to Wudang Mountain in Poor Dao to make trouble.

With so many elite disciples dying at once, Zhang Sanfeng's heart was already more than a hundred years old, and he immediately waved his palm, and in the Zhenwu Palace, a sword hanging behind the Zhenwu Emperor roared lightly, and flew up suddenly, accurately falling into Zhang Sanfeng's hand.

Subsequently, after Zhang Sanfeng picked up the Tai Chi Sword obtained from the Death Jedi, he used his body technique, turned into a phantom, and disappeared into the True Martial Palace.

......

The other end of Wudang Mountain.

In a cave about five or six zhang in size, a violent sound came out, roaring in the nine skies, accompanied by a blazing breath.

"Roar, roar, roar......"

A beast roar came from the cave, like a thunderbolt exploding, deafening, and a terrifying and monstrous qi machine diffused out, raging here, making the mountains and fields tremble.

With the domineering aura like a wild beast, it rushed into the sky, and a blood rushed to the sky, like a dragon, like a big dragon, rising up, mighty, to the sky.

"Buzz!"

A figure passed by in the distance, extremely fast, like lightning, with an ethereal and natural charm.

The figure reveals its own face when it lands.

With a young face, his eyes are full of vicissitudes, and he is wearing a Tai Chi Yin and Yang robe, which is Zhang Sanfeng.

"It's so hot, it's so vast with breath and blood. Zhang Sanfeng looked at the vision in front of him, and his eyes couldn't help but stare.

Zhang Sanfeng felt a vast and majestic qi machine, blazing and monstrous, as if there was an ocean of flames raging and raging, sweeping everything, making his body sweat and a little painful.

"Hum!" But the next moment, Zhang Sanfeng's Taiji True Qi automatically operated, resisting this blazing aura, and his state returned to its peak.

He began to think.

Zhang Sanfeng, who has lived in Wudang Mountain for many years, has long walked through every corner of Wudang Mountain, and he can be 100% sure that he has never seen the cave not far away.

In other words, when he came here before, there was no such cave.

So how did this cave come about, and why did it make such an earth-shattering sound?

Without waiting for Zhang Sanfeng to think about it, the voice came again.

"Roar!" the beast's roar came again, shaking the sky, and some of the clouds were scattered.

Walk!

After being interrupted by the roar of the beast, Zhang Sanfeng didn't say a word and walked towards the cave.

Entering the cave, Zhang Sanfeng found that there was a cave here.

In front of me, there are passages, well-developed in all directions, winding, I don't know where they extend, and these stone roads are very simple, it looks like there is a sense of heaviness of the years, it seems to have existed for a long time.

Well?

How can it be?

Looking at the traces of time on these stone roads, Zhang Sanfeng's pupils shrank.

He was sure that this cave had only recently appeared, because he was familiar with every corner of Wudang Mountain, but what were the traces of time on these stone roads?

There are more than 10 stone roads in front of you, extending in all directions, each stone road is carved with ancient traces, some mottled, but very natural, can not be faked at all.

This strange scene had to make Zhang Sanfeng frightened, could it be that Poor Dao remembered it wrongly? Or did Poor Dao live for a long time, and when he was only a hundred years old, he suffered from what people called Alzheimer's disease, and forgot that there was this cave?

That's it, now is not the time to delve into how this cave was formed, but to solve the source of this sound, otherwise my Wudang faction and even the entire Wudang Mountain will have to suffer twists and turns.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhang Sanfeng began to concentrate and meditate, listening carefully to the beast's roar, looking for the source of the sound, and soon he decided to walk towards the stone road and began to walk.