As soon as the space changed, Yang Yi found himself in endless darkness.

Darkness is eternal, without the concept of time and space, just like the legendary chaos has not been revealed.

A trance is a moment, and it seems like endless years have passed.

Suddenly, he felt a wave of earth-shaking upside down, and at the same time, an irresistible tearing force swept towards his body.

The talisman magic weapon of the Hundred Beast Diagram was broken in response, and then, he sacrificed the True Yang Furnace, but unfortunately, it didn't last long, and the True Yang Furnace also turned into fragments in the sky and disappeared into the darkness.

As soon as the True Yang Furnace was gone, he felt an endless stinging pain coming from his body, like a torrent, wave after wave, endless.

A thousand cuts, life is better than death!

The pain added to his body, involving every nerve in his body, and the dragon pattern derived from the dragon pattern treasure body was like a foil silk cloth in front of this tearing force, and it couldn't help but be weak.

He could clearly feel that his flesh was disappearing rapidly, and the pain he was suffering could not be described in words.

The endless pain made his life worse than death, although his divine soul condensation degree was greater than that of ordinary people, but in this case, the pain still spread to the divine soul.

The pain came and went, and I don't know how long it took. Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's endless years.

He is still holding on, because he knows that as long as he is alive, there is endless hope, and once he falls, it is really ten deaths.

Bang!

I don't know if it was providential or fateful, but just as he was about to hold on, he felt something fly from the darkness and bombard his body.

This attack was like the last grass that crushed the camel's body, and the last trace of consciousness that Yang Yi retained was still eroded by endless pain after all, and the whole person was also unconscious.

Not long after he fell unconscious, there was a bright light in the endless darkness, and the light was dim, and it seemed that it could disappear at any time.

At this time, a faint dragon groan came from his body, and his body also moved towards the bright light.

As soon as the blood light flashed, a pitch-black gap appeared in the light, and a faint blood light supported his body.

The next moment, his figure was swallowed up by the crack.

......

Abyss Continent!

Tianlong Mountain Range, Dragon Snake Valley!

It had been a year since the closure of the Longmen Stone Wall, and it was still crowded with people, and many cultivators who had rushed to the place after hearing the wind were still one step too late and missed the opening of the Canglong Realm.

He was unwilling to leave, so he stayed here and waited for the closure of the Canglong Realm.

On this day, the stone wall of Longmen suddenly flashed with endless golden light, and a portal appeared in front of everyone.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on, the Canglong Realm had existed for endless years, and it had always closed on time and on time, and there had never been such a vision.

Therefore, after seeing the changes in the Longmen stone wall, everyone was a little overwhelmed.

The masters of the three major forces of the Purple Fire Sect, the True Sword Sect, and the Yin and Yang Sect also rushed over one after another after hearing the news, and their faces revealed a hint of hesitation, obviously confused by the scene in front of them.

After more than a dozen Jindan Ancestors condensed for a while, they didn't dare to investigate rashly, and after secretly discussing it, they began to summon their own Yuanying Ancestors.

Leaning slightly, I saw three rays of light appear beside these Jindan masters.

It is the ancestor of the three major forces, Nangong Mo, Extreme Sword Zhenren, and Shen Wanjun.

After the three Yuan Infant Ancestors saw the strange appearance above the stone wall of Longmen, their brows were also furrowed.

Nangong Mo, the ancestor of the Purple Fire Sect, glanced at Nangong Tianbo and said in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

Nangong Tianbo was confused, where did he know what was going on, but he still told everything he knew.

The three of them looked at each other, and they also secretly whispered.

"Shen Daoyou, Extreme Sword Daoist, our three sects have a long heritage, have you two ever seen such a special situation in the Canglong Realm in the secret news of the sect?"

"Nope!"

The two did not hesitate, and their answers were categorical, obviously full of doubts.

"Alas, this is difficult to do, you must know that those genius disciples under my sect are all inside, once there is an accident, the road to immortality for the three of us will be broken!"

Nangong Mo's words carried a touch of bitterness and helplessness, and after the two heard it, they were also silent.

"Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky, everything is left to fate!" Shen Wanjun sighed, helpless.

Nangong Mo and Extreme Sword Zhenren seemed to want to say something, but in the end, they didn't speak, but the helplessness in their eyes deeply revealed that they were also powerless.

After making a decision, the three of them stood in the void, silently paying attention to the scene in front of them.

Yan Ze, the Jindan master of the Yin Yang Sect, opened his mouth and said, "Ancestor, what should I do next?"

"Wait!"

When these Jindan masters heard this, they had no choice but to stand in the void and stare silently at the stone wall of Longmen.

Airplanes!

Suddenly, an obscure fluctuation came from the portal manifested by the Longmen stone wall, and this fluctuation contained a breath of great explosion and great destruction.

Just a wisp of fluctuating aura shocked everyone.

Woohoo!

The three Yuanying masters and a group of Jindan masters fled directly away like frightened birds, for fear that if they were one step too late, they would die.

The people on the ground who were attracted by the vision were a little hesitant, although they also felt a danger approaching, but they were not as vigilant as the Jindan Yuanying master, and they still stayed in place.

The portal manifested by the stone wall of Longmen became more and more bright, and many people who saw the bad situation had begun to quietly leave.

Thundered!

A sound came from the portal, and the explosion sound seemed to cross endless time and space, echoing over the Dragon and Snake Valley.

At the same time, an aura of destruction of all things also permeated the Dragon Snake Valley.

At this time, those who were still waiting and watching panicked, but unfortunately, it was too late.

Click!

The portal manifested by the Longmen stone wall was full of road cracks, followed by a spatial crack nearly 100 zhang wide and 1,000 zhang long, which directly annihilated the portal manifested by the Longmen stone wall.

The space within a radius of thousands of zhang also began to collapse, and the dense spatial cracks also spread in all directions.

Susu, a pitch-black rolling torrent poked out of the spatial black hole, but it was a void turbulence.

The speed of the space collapse seemed to be slow, but in fact, in an instant, the surrounding crowd was swallowed by the space storm before they could scream.

At the same time, an even more majestic storm of destruction appeared, and the earth, fire, feng shui, and water were surging wildly, constantly evolving chaos, but the Canglong Realm was completely destroyed.

The Dragon and Snake Valley was thousands of miles in circumference, and it instantly turned into nothingness, and endless beings lost their lives.

At the same moment, the Hidden Dragon Continent!

The same thing happened at the entrance to the Canglong Realm.

However, in general, there were far fewer cultivators who died on the Hidden Dragon Continent than on the Hidden Abyss Continent, because the cultivators on the Hidden Dragon Continent were more obedient to the law of the jungle.

Therefore, they spared their lives even more, and the slightest disturbance would cause those cultivators to flee thousands of miles away.

The Storm of Destruction lasted for half a month before it gradually disappeared, and this storm not only destroyed the Canglong Realm, but also annihilated the geniuses of the younger generations of the entire planet.

For the Abyssal Star, it is tantamount to a great purge.

Thousands of miles away, Nangong Mo and the others felt the terrifying aura coming from the Tianlong Mountain Range, their fists clenched, and their faces were full of horror.

Although they saved their lives, their disciples suffered heavy losses, and they had to bear this responsibility.

"It's over, it's all over..."

The hearts of all were heavy because the destruction had destroyed their hopes.

If the losses are all ordinary disciples, no matter how many people there are, they will not care, you must know that in the big forces, the ordinary disciples who lose every year are hundreds.

However, those core disciples could not afford to lose.

Because these people have excellent cultivation talents, as long as they are cultivated, they will be the guardians of the sect in the future.

Right now, the loss of dozens of talented disciples at one time will not only waste the previous decades of hard work, but more importantly, in the next hundred years, there will be a fault in the sect.

There is a slight accident, and the time has to be delayed, after all, geniuses are not so easy to find.

Every time I think of this, the hearts of these people are extremely bitter.