The rich smell of blood spread in all directions, and Chang'an caused the roar of all the wandering demons inside and outside the giant city for hundreds of miles. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The black mist that kept coming from a crazy distance made all the monks' faces change drastically, and they stared out at the sky overhead, they didn't know how many scenes they had seen in front of them, the wandering demons that kept rushing into the distance, as if someone was calling them, and under the great shock of their hearts, all kinds of conjectures appeared in their hearts.

For the remains of the Immortal Gu God Tomb, Chang An has no interest, his only thought now is to become stronger, continue to become stronger, and use various methods to become stronger, ten years in the Immortal Gu God Tomb is one year in the outer world, he must use this ten years of time to break through the Jindan, or reach the level of breaking through the Jindan.

Under the shroud of dead air, two essences flashed in Chang'an's eyes, and then without saying a word, he immediately meditated cross-legged and continued to devour the demons that pounced.

I don't know how long later, when Chang'an opened his cold eyes, an extremely cold voice spat out of his mouth.

"Xuanxiao Sect, I'm Chang'an... Will definitely go back..."

As soon as the words fell, Chang'an immediately stood up, waved his sleeves, and his lifeless back gradually moved towards the center of the Immortal Gu God Tomb.

Facts have proved that the cultivators who have no desire and no desire, and have compassion in their hearts, are destined to die, natural selection, under the law of the law of the jungle, the weak can only obey the strong, maybe on such a ruthless and cruel avenue, they will really lift the fog and go to the place they want to go, because of this, the story that can warm their hearts in the hearts of the monks is what they really want to find.

Chang An doesn't know what his final result will be, but he has already recognized the survival rules taught to him by Soul Annihilation from the bottom of his heart, that is, he is ruthless, he will never be soft on the enemy, and only under the guidance of strong obsession, the monk will become stronger and stronger, as long as he can become stronger, Chang An believes that everything is enough.

But he didn't know that it was precisely because of the reason of the destruction and the appearance of the destruction that he chose the most difficult path.

At this moment, the treasure hunt in the tomb of the Immortal Gu God is still staged in all corners, the same family in the past, the brothers who are in the same love, the brothers who are on the back, and the relatives who are dominated by desire, are all in front of the treasures that are born one by one, killing each other, as if facing the enemy, without any hands.

And this scene also made Chang'an more determined in his heart, which should be called an obsessive choice.

Chang'an, who had already arrived in the center of the giant city of the Immortal Ancient Tomb Tomb, immediately put away the dead qi that filled the sky, and walked forward with a cold look in his eyes, along the way, all the wandering demons who pounced were all swallowed in Chang'an by a mouthful of frightened screams, refining pure energy, and fusing into the dead qi.

The breath of the Extreme Spirit Foundation also continued to grow stronger with the time that passed quietly in the Immortal Gu God Tomb, and it seemed to be getting closer and closer to the invisible barrier, Chang'an knew that at the end of this barrier, there was a heaven and earth named Jin Dan, waiting for him to explore and enter.

At this moment, Chang'an's expression moved slightly, and he suddenly stopped and paused, staring into the distance, the brightness of galloping in the dark night.

Bursts of rich treasure qi overflowed from the brightness that swept through the sky, and then, behind him, more than a dozen flying swords appeared, chasing monks, under the powerful perception of death, Chang'an also found that there were many wandering demons, and they also rushed over.

After a little silence, the stone rock at the foot of Chang'an suddenly cracked, and with a majestic death qi overflowing, it immediately disappeared in place.

Seeing that everyone was about to catch up with the treasure, as if it had consciousness and escaped, suddenly a black hand appeared in the sky, grabbed the treasure at a faster speed, and pulled it to the ground.

The rich dead aura scattered from the black hand made all the pursuing monks immediately stop in the air in shock, and stared in the direction where the black hand left, and suddenly saw a young man with a cold face and a lifeless breath, grabbed the treasure and looked at it.

And this young man, not Chang'an, who else can he be.

He glanced at it lightly, and couldn't help frowning slightly, his eyes were strange, because the treasure in his hand was not a weapon, but a token, and on this token was also engraved a strange breath of the word sky, although this breath was extremely light, but there was warmth in it, and the halo was also overflowing from this word of heaven.

Chang'an was puzzled, and the group of monks who had been chasing this treasure for no longer knew how long they were angry, but sensing the powerful aura overflowing from Chang'an's body, they only dared to be angry, but they didn't dare to look at this scene.

Just when Chang'an was observing what the token in his hand was, the chasing wandering demon was suddenly attracted by the light scattered in Chang'an's hand, and rushed towards Chang'an, and when it was within 100 meters, several wandering demons opened their mouths at the same time and sucked violently, and the sucking power that instantly fell on Chang'an's body made the confusion of Chang'an's eyes gradually replaced by Leng Mang.

Those monks who were stepping on flying swords, seeing this, secretly sneered one by one, and even foresaw in their hearts the scene of Chang An screaming and kneeling on the ground, being sucked out of his soul blood by the wandering demon, but this sneer had just appeared, and he saw Chang'an raise his head violently, a cold light flashed in his eyes, staring at the wandering demon, and said coldly: "I don't know whether to live or die..."

Immediately after that, a huge amount of dead air overflowed from his body, and immediately turned into a human face and swallowed the same towards several wandering demons, who immediately screamed in horror, let out bursts of scalp-tingling hiss, and fled frantically backwards.

But before they could escape a few meters, the wandering demon was like weightless, reversed and returned, and was swallowed by Chang'an one by one, and under the shock of the spirit, a terrifying death aura centered on Chang'an immediately swung around, but it was instantly retracted by Chang'an.

In the blink of an eye, many monks in the sky were shocked, and their eyes were frightened, and they fled backwards desperately.

"Escape ?..."

Chang'an, whose face was still cold, flicked slightly, waved his sleeves and slapped at a few people, the dead qi that was withdrawn into Chang'an's body at the same time, suddenly overflowed from Chang'an's body crazily, turned into a big hand, and fell from the sky.

As Chang'an continued to release the dead qi in the dantian spiritual sea, the big hand that fell became bigger and bigger, and the scene just now when Chang'an released the dead qi to devour the wandering demons, it was simply the difference between heaven and earth, and it made the fleeing people feel a sense of despair in their hearts, under this rich dead air, let alone escape, they couldn't even save their lives.

But just when the big hand of dead qi was about to fall on them, a terrifying aura that was terrifying for another long man suddenly fell, and the majestic spiritual power turned into a curtain of light, blocking the big hand of dead qi.

Chang An snorted coldly, and the dead qi in the dantian spiritual sea was released desperately, and the hundred-meter big hand instantly spread to a thousand meters, which actually made the spiritual power light curtain crack inch by inch under the big hand of the dead qi.

Seeing that the light curtain was about to be unable to support it, a voice full of surprise suddenly appeared in Chang'an's mind.

"Fellow Daoist, there is no malice in the subordinates, can you let go of the disciples, treasures, you can bring them..."

As soon as the words fell, a middle-aged man in a green robe stepped into the air, one step of a hundred meters, and instantly came to this world, he stared at the death gas big hand in the range of a thousand meters, and the surprise in his eyes was even worse, especially when he sensed the death gas big hand of this thousand meters, there was still an expanding drive, and he couldn't help but bow his head, and looked deeply at Chang'an, whose eyes were cold, without the slightest fear.

Sensing the majestic aura of the golden pill period cultivation on the middle-aged body of the green robe, Chang'an's face was as usual, and he withdrew his big hand very simply, withdrew his dead air, and stared at the other party tightly.

Chang'an understood in his heart that the other party must have sensed that he was not an existence in the Jindan period, but he still spoke in a soft tone, called him a Taoist friend, and put him in the same position, which was regarded as admitting his strength, but Chang'an clearly knew that if it were not for the reason of death, he would not dare to look directly at the existence of the Jindan period, even if it was a monk in the early stage of Jindan.

And the other party obviously has some scruples about the death qi on Chang'an's body, otherwise, if he builds a foundation and cultivates like Chang'an, even if it is the existence of the Great Perfection of the Foundation, he can pinch more than a dozen with one hand, how can he care about his position.

Taking a deep look at Chang'an, where there was no fluctuation in mood, the middle-aged man in the green robe smiled slightly, waved his big sleeves, rolled up more than a dozen people who had lost their souls, and immediately left into the distance.

Looking at the middle-aged back of the green robe who disappeared in his eyes, Chang'an didn't dare to have any obstruction, he was not arrogant enough to defeat the cultivation of the Jindan period with the cultivation of the great perfection of the foundation, especially the Jindan aura of the middle-aged man in the green robe, which was extremely unfathomable, at least it was also the existence of the middle Jindan period.

Retracting his gaze, he didn't say a word, and immediately walked away in the direction of the other side, for the thought of snatching the treasure, it was not so serious, after this matter, Chang'an knew that the next was the battlefield of the Jindan period of cultivating as a monk, not his.

Although there are still many tombs here, because they have reached the center of the giant city, they are almost in danger, and the existence of the Jindan period immediately flies in, so Chang'an doesn't pay attention to anything else, finds a no-man's land, sacrifices the essence blood again, attracts the wandering demons, and continues to practice the Nine Xuan Zhenzun Three Divine Heavenly Arts.

Since the first Xuantian had broken through, Chang'an had already thought about what to use for the cultivation of the second Xuantian Xuanqi.

Time flies quickly, in the snap of a finger, it is like a world away, and in a blink of an eye, the Immortal Gu God Tomb has come to an end, and now in this ruined space, there are still wandering demons wandering around, but they can no longer pose a threat to all the monks, what people didn't expect is that Chang'an seems to indirectly help the disciples of the various sects who are searching for treasures in the process of devouring the demons, eliminating the biggest hidden danger.

In previous years, very few monks who participated in the Tomb of the Immortal Gu God could go back alive, but this time, because of Chang'an, the number of monks who survived was almost more than the number of monks who entered the Tomb of the Immortal Gu God several times combined, and most of the people who died were not because of wandering demons, but because of cannibalism among the monks.

Chang'an, who opened his eyes slightly and exhaled a breath of turbidity, immediately condensed a human skin mask with thick eyebrows and big eyes, put it on his face, and then, he glanced at the location recorded in the jade slip in his hand, then got up and left into the distance.