Three days is not a long time, but it is not a short time, and during this period, many people complained, so that they suddenly wanted to leave the place where they had lived for a long time, and no one would be reluctant.

However, more people remained silent, facing cultivators in the small adult stage, they were like ants facing elephants, there was no place to debate, and they did not even have the qualifications to debate.

Fortunately, these evacuated people can get a lot of consolation money, which is enough for them to squander for a lifetime, otherwise everyone really doesn't know how to face these innocent people.

Of course, not everyone is willing to evacuate, more of the older generation would rather stay in Yellowstone, for them, Yellowstone has raised them all their lives, maybe they know that they will die, but they are not willing to leave, right?

The rest of the people who remained were basically here for this turmoil, Lieru

Fu Xi, Ouyang Yi, Ouyang, Shun, Han Yun and others.

A group of Great Mantra Realm cultivators and others in the Western Soil.

The three major hermit families in Dongsha.

Yellowstone's native forces.

and the various loose ......

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Time passed, and there was an oppressive atmosphere in Yellowstone.

Ouyang asked, "Have all the people under the Emperor Martial Realm withdrawn?"

"Almost. Han Yun replied, "Let the wild sand and thin soil take away." ”

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On the other side, the head of the Ling family closed his eyes and pondered, and from his face, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Almost, huh?"

An Yi man was half-leaning on a throne-shaped magic weapon, his face calm.

"Hmm. ”

The middle-aged man with the flying sword on his back said, "Almost." ”

"Wealth is up to fate, life and death are up to heaven!"

The head of the Ling family didn't have a loud voice, but it was easily engraved in the ears of cultivators all over Yellowstone City.

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"I hope you will survive by then, since you have chosen this step, then there is no turning back......

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"In a while, I will unite several masters and open the door to another world.......

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"Hopefully... I hope to see you at the finish line......."

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"Ouyang, Han Yun. Ouyang Yi called, "You two listen." ”

"Hmm. ”

Ouyang and Han Yun nodded.

"No matter what happens, don't panic, just move towards the end. Ouyang Yi said, "I hope to see you at the end point." ”

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The words of the head of the Ling family were engraved in the hearts of many cultivators.

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"What's next... Ahem..."

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"Let's ...... on"

The words of the head of the Ling family fell, and thousands of cultivators of the Jindan stage held flying swords, pointing at the sky, as if they were breaking the sky.

Immediately after that, thousands of flying swords left their hands and flew around the center of Yellowstone City, and thousands of flying swords flew with a roaring momentum.

Immediately afterwards, a figure appeared in the center of the Flying Sword Group, it was the head of the Ling family.

The head of the Ling family held a flying sword, the light of the flying sword flickered, and the head of the Ling family slashed the flying sword into the void.

Boom~

A sonic boom seemed to explode in the ears of many cultivators.

"Poof..."

The head of the Ling family spat out a small mouthful of blood, and there was a small finger-wide slit in the air.

"Broken!"

Thousands of Jindan stage cultivators shouted in unison, and the flying swords unisoned towards the slit.

Click~

A large piece of high-grade flying swords was shattered in the cracks.

"Poof~"

A large group of cultivators vomited blood, the flying sword was a part of them, the flying sword was damaged, the cultivator's cultivation was greatly reduced, and it might even threaten life.

But even so, there are still cultivators who control the flying sword to break through the cracks, like moths to a fire......

"Ahh

A miserable scream sounded, and a Jindan stage cultivator who had cultivated to a weaker level turned pale, and the shattering of the flying sword completely destroyed his foundation, and now if there is no big opportunity, he may only be an ordinary person for the rest of his life......

Immediately afterward, another group of cultivators who had not had time to let out a scream fell......

Although there was no blood flowing, it was still in a terrible condition......

Finally, under the deadly attack of a group of cultivator moths, the thin slit in mid-air had become the thickness of a person, and it could barely pass through one person......

Sou~

The middle-aged man who was in the middle of a young age moved, and then he was followed by his flying sword, which was actually faster than the flying sword......

Immediately after that, everyone found out that they were wrong!

A sword slashed across the crack, followed by a punch from the middle-aged man on the crack.

Everyone's eyes widened, and they couldn't believe that someone could be faster than the speed of the sword they swung out, although it was only a split second, but it was impossible to do it!

"Ahem......"

The middle-aged man coughed up blood and took a few steps back.

"Alas... Old... It's old...."

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And the crack in the air was also split by the middle-aged man, and it was already several meters wide.

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"Looks like I'm going to have to do it. ”

The woman leaning on the throne shook her head and took out a fuchsia bead.

"This is the robbery bead left by the ancestors when they hit the supreme realm, I hope to open this door~"