There seems to be a strange power in the place 9,000 zhang away from the top of Tongtian Mountain since ancient times, after passing through the layers of clouds and mist, you can only see the place in front of you no more than ten zhang, and the power of spiritual sense is greatly limited, and the place that can be explored is only less than 100 zhang.

The surrounding area is snow-white, and there seems to be endless snow in the sky, sparsely falling, falling with the wind, adding a bit of depression to this place.

After the clouds and mist, the mountains and rocks are steep, and there are not many places for people to stop, most of them are covered by layers of solid ice crystals, and the ground is unusually smooth, and it is difficult to climb if you don't use cultivation.

Dongfang Yan carried the old man with his eyes closed, although there was great resentment in his eyes, he still carefully pressed the old man to his back, and every step was extremely careful.

And Mo Sihai walked in front empty-handed, his expression didn't seem to have changed much, even if this place was not as easy to walk as before, but his pace was still calm.

It seems that no one has ever been to this place, and the higher you go, the darker it gets, and the quieter the surroundings become, as if it is an abyss leading to the nine shades, making people see no end.

Mount Tongtian is so high that there has never been a record in this world where this mountain leads there, and where the last peak is.

"Tongtian, Tongtian, the top of the mountain is the immortal!"

This sentence only flows in the mortal world, and it is rumored that the top of the Tongtian Mountain is connected to the gate of the fairy world, who can climb all the way from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain to enter the fairy world, even if there is no mortal who has no cultivation, he can also stand on the ground and become an immortal with the same longevity as the sky.

Of course, there is no basis for such rumors, because no one has actually climbed to climb it, not any mortal, not even a monk, not even before the accident on Mount Tongtian.

Few people know the reason for this, but those who really understand, such as Mo Sihai's master who has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Returning Realm, the sect masters of various sects, and the old monsters of the hermits all have great fear of this mountain.

Mo Sihai didn't know, but he had heard that Shizun had said that this place was dangerous, so from the moment he entered the clouds, he carefully sensed everything around him, and was wary of something that happened suddenly.

I don't know how long it took to walk, maybe it was a day, maybe it was two days, Mo Sihai only knew that he had walked another nine thousand zhang height, but everything around was the same, except that it was getting colder, the raging wind was a little less, and the snow in the sky gradually subsided a little, and there was nothing else abnormal.

Even, Mo Sihai would unconsciously ask secretly: Is there a mistake in the rumors? There is nothing dangerous in this place?

However, not long after his doubts arose, after he had risen to a height of 20,000 feet, he finally felt a trace of abnormality.

There was a bloody breath from the dazzling snow, very thin, but very clear, at least a little breath to feel a moment or two.

Mo Sihai frowned unconsciously, slowed down his pace, and climbed towards it.

Suddenly, just as he flew up a steep rock, a black shadow appeared as far as he could see, lying across the snow and ice with an unusually dazzling appearance.

It was a bloodstained man who had been dead for a long time, but the strange thing was that there was not much ice and snow on his body, and the snow that fell on his body was melted by an inexplicable force in an instant.

"How can there be dead people here?"

Mo Sihai frowned, had doubts, and immediately stepped forward to check, only to find that this person was very powerful in his life, but he had been dead for at least a year, and a small half of his body was neatly cut off by some sharp weapon and disappeared.

The rest of the body did not decay because it was in such a cold world, and its body had been tempered before death, and the blood stains had not dried up.

"It should be those monks who came to investigate after the change happened here back then!"

After pondering for a while, Mo Sihai gave this definition, and after thinking about it, he didn't stay long, and his figure flashed and walked up again.

It's just that this time, he is more and more cautious, vigilant about everything around him.

Behind, Dongfang Yan also felt surprised, from the indifferent attitude towards this place at the beginning, now he was completely shocked by what he saw, and at the same time, he was also vigilant, not daring to be careless.

"Laha ......"

Suddenly, just as the two of them were walking slowly, there was a slight tearing sound from afar, from far to near, and the speed was extremely fast.

Suddenly, Mo Sihai frowned, but before he could remember what the sound was, his complexion changed suddenly, and he jumped up almost instinctively, and at the same time, with a wave of his big hand, he sent out a spiritual power that wrapped Dongfang Yan behind him and fled to the side at great speed.

The thick clouds and mist rolled suddenly, and a black line several zhang long flashed, like a sudden flash of lightning in the sky, and the speed was very fast, and it crossed the place where Mo Sihai was standing in an instant, and then quickly disappeared into the distance.

"Spatial rift!"

Mo Sihai's pupils shrank, and he recognized that the black line was a rare spatial crack, and it was still a state of movement.

This kind of spatial crack is not to say that he is it, even a person who is at the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage does not dare to be careless, because it will tear people's bodies apart in an instant, ignoring the magic power, which is very weird.

Only those who have cultivated to reach the stage of refining gods, or who have a physical body above the seventeenth heaven, will be fearless.

If he hadn't reacted quickly enough, he might have become a corpse.

And only then did he remember that the person he saw before should have also been killed by this spatial crack, and the neat wound was indeed not like an ordinary sharp weapon.

Mo Sihai was a little moved, but after muttering for a while, he didn't stop and continued to climb up.

And when the kung fu of a cup of tea had passed, Mo Sihai and Dongfang Yan stood on a boulder and stopped, their faces unconsciously showing surprise and a touch of shock.

Because there were countless spatial cracks floating in front of them, passing through the void at great speed, tearing this void into countless fast, and there were heart-palpitating killing machines everywhere.

And the main mountain of Tongtian Mountain does not seem to be affected by these spatial cracks at all, continuous upward, with no end in sight, and this is still not the top of Tongtian Mountain.

"What are we going to do?

Dongfang Yan asked with an ugly face, because those spatial cracks were extremely unstable, and if they didn't pay attention to it, they would suddenly shoot over and instantly strangle them in this void.

Mo Sihai was silent, can he still go up in this situation? Those spatial cracks like spider webs can't be climbed up no matter what.

"There are so many cracks here, is it related to the accident back then?"

Suddenly, such a thought appeared in Mo Sihai's heart, but when he looked around carefully, there was not much worth noting.

"Let's go!

After thinking about it for a long time, Mo Sihai finally made a decision, and after greeting Dongfang Yan, he prepared to reflexively go down the mountain.

However, at this moment, his complexion suddenly changed irrepressibly, and his spiritual power surged, grabbing Dongfang Yan's shoulder and about to flee to the side.

But at this moment, dozens of wide, hundreds of zhang long spatial cracks suddenly appeared behind him, and they appeared silently, and it seemed that it was too big for people to notice at all.

The huge crack was pitch black, and nothing could be seen, but there was a great suction force, turning into layers of wind, just in an instant, passing by Mo Sihai and them, and suddenly saw their bodies being swallowed up by the crack at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye, and completely disappeared into darkness.

At the same time, in the far west, a land surrounded by mountains, there were dozens of giant boats with a size of 100 zhang floating on Qingxia Peak, which surrounded one peak by nine peaks.

There were figures standing on the boat, young people, young women, old men, old women, all kinds of people.

But the unification is that their cultivation is as powerful as this, and the spiritual power fluctuations on their bodies are as vast as the sea, which makes people unconsciously tremble just by looking at them.

They were wearing the costumes of different sects, and they were all people from the Luo Jian Sect, the Great Yan Holy Land, the Poison Sect, the Heavenly Extreme Sect, the Hundred Refining Sect, and many other sects.

At a glance, there were at least hundreds of people from the sect gathered here.

However, the faces of these people were very serious, and they each stared at the space at the top of the main peak of Qingxia Peak, as if something was about to happen there that made everyone flock to it.

Suddenly, I don't know when, there was a piercing clicking sound in the space they were looking at, and an obscure aura fluctuation rippled in the void.

"The extraterritorial battlefield is about to open!"

"Prepare for the return of the Celestials!"

One person suddenly shouted, and suddenly saw a solemnity in everyone's faces, with excitement, and countless pairs of eyes staring at that space almost without blinking.

"Click!"

There was another explosion, and the void seemed to be about to crack, but in just a moment, a black line flashed, and then quickly cracked at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, and a gloomy wind blew out with an extremely thick bloody aura.

"Hurry up, bring the wine, my sect will return, let us raise a glass to welcome each other!"

"What's the ink, stand up quickly!"

Some people shouted at their own sect, and all kinds of shouts floated in the entire mountain range for a while, accompanied by a touch of excitement and joy.

However, in the eyes of everyone full of anticipation, something suddenly fell in the crack dozens of feet long, and then the blood like rain continued to spread, instantly wetting the mountains below and splashing into everyone's eyes, making everyone's original excited and excited expressions suffocated, and each of them had great incredulity in their eyes, as if they didn't believe what they were seeing.

"That's a hand!"

Suddenly, someone shouted, and saw clearly what had fallen from the crack, and suddenly an arm covered with blood broke out of the white bones, and the blood flowed, as if it had just been cut off.

And then, with the pouring rain of blood, something fell through the crack, and it was a broken arm, broken feet, mutilated bodies, and pieces of hideous and piercing internal organs.

Even, at a certain moment, a huge head rolled down, and on the skull, the pair of pupils were full of anger, and there was monstrous hatred and murder in it, but the vitality was extinguished, and those who were dead could not die again.

"What! That's my Zong Tianjiao!"

Suddenly, someone exclaimed, and then flew up and took the head in his arms.

But at this glance, the man immediately cried, because that head was indeed the Tianjiao of their sect, a generation of sect heirs.

"How can this be! What about my Zong Tianjiao? Are they all dead?"

Some people can't help but look up to the sky and shout when they see this scene, this scene is really unexpected by people, and it is also unbelievable, because in the past, the extraterritorial battlefield opened, although there was also blood, but there would be no severed limbs and stumps, and there would be no pouring blood rain, and the Tianjiao of each sect would jump down the crack with a body of glory, and face each sect with a glass of wine, and return happily.

But today, there was this scene, and Tianjiao has died, what is going on?

Everyone present couldn't help but be anxious, eager to rush into the crack to find out what was going on.

The Tianjiao of each sect is the most core disciple, and the death of any one of them will be the biggest loss.

Because those people have experienced extraterritorial wars, they will all have their own opportunities, and the future is limitless.

"I'm Zong Tianjiao, haven't I come back yet!"

Someone yelled, but as the sound fell, more broken corpses fell from the cracks, and a few heads fell

It wasn't until nearly ten sects hugged the body of their sect Tianjiao and wept bitterly that the flesh and blood in the crack finally stopped.

Not long after, a figure appeared with staggering steps.

It was a young man of twenty years old, wearing a suit of soft armor that could no longer be seen, covered in blood, and with stab wounds everywhere, as if he had just experienced an abnormal battle of life and death.

Although he was still alive, he was injured in several ways, and after stepping through the crack, his body shook and fell directly from the void.

At the same time, an old man exclaimed, quickly caught it, and before he could even speak, he thought that he had stuffed a few pills into his mouth.

"I'm back!"

The young man woke up and opened his mouth to say this, but there was a madness in his expression, and his eyes turned to look at the spatial crack in the void.

But at this moment, dozens of figures appeared in the crack, some men and women, supporting each other, staggering out, everyone was soaked in blood, almost all of them were injured, very embarrassed, and very dazzling.

"Elder, we're back!"

A group of people shouted in a low voice, but there was great sadness in their expressions, and as soon as a rough man stepped out of the crack, he pounced and knelt down in front of the many people on the warships below.

"Elder, the disciple is back, but the disciple is incompetent and has failed to protect the senior brother......

At the same time, the rest of the people immediately fell to their knees and cried out in pain.

"The disciple is incompetent......"

"The disciple is incompetent......"

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