However, compared with the death of these dozen people, what attracted everyone's attention more was that the entire mountain road collapsed under this grasp, and more than 50,000 people suddenly had no place to stay, and there was endless darkness below, no one wanted to fall.

However, at this moment, a greater danger quietly came, in the darkness, suddenly several winged demons rushed out, at this time, many people have not recovered from the impact just now, and suddenly rushed into the raid of the underworld beast, the result can be imagined.

The wings of the Winged Demon are flying, the speed is extremely fast, with a wave of the claw, it can take away the name of a monk, although the Winged Demon is fragile, but the attack power is extremely strong, even if it is a body refining monk at the level of the Empty Netherworld, in an unguarded situation, if he is hit by such a claw, I am afraid that he can only die in Huangquan, just in the blink of an eye, many monks have died like this, although there are more who react quickly or have strong strength, blocking this round of raids, but such a back and forth, the original more than 50,000 people, can be said to be scattered and separated.

The original mountain road has collapsed, turned into rubble and rolled into the dark abyss, under the round of raids just now, at least hundreds of monks died, of course, there are still more than 50,000 people survived, but, in the face of the sudden attack just now, the foothold was destroyed, coupled with the raid of the winged demons, the entire team was scattered and disintegrated, and the monks were scattered everywhere, for a while, the good army of 50,000 people was so decomposed, each camped, and the owner of the huge claw as the culprit had disappeared at this moment, lurking into the endless darkness again。

Under another rock wall not far from the collapsed mountain road, Ling Feng lurked in a stone crevice, in the Netherworld Canyon, his divine sense was not suppressed much, it can be said that he was one of the first few people among the 50,000 people to discover the danger coming, he made a decision at the first time, immediately got up and fled, hid in the stone crevice of a nearby rock wall, and escaped this catastrophe.

As for Murong Yun, the moment Ling Feng felt the danger coming, he immediately reminded Murong Yun's divine sense, but due to the impact just now, the two of them were also scattered like an army, and now only Ling Feng was left, as for Murong Yun, whether he was dead or alive could only depend on how his creation was.

Ling Feng stretched out his head, and the sense of his divine sense told him that there was no trace of the Winged Demon within a radius of two thousand meters, but when he poked his head out, he found that in the deep darkness next to him, a pair of scarlet pupils were staring at everyone, randomly lurking into the endless dark abyss, and there was no trace.

"Everyone!" Suddenly a shout attracted Ling Feng's attention again, Ling Feng poked his head out, only to see that on a relatively spacious mountain wall in the distance, Wang Daoyuan was leading hundreds of men and horses to say to the monks scattered everywhere.

"Fellow Daoists, the situation in the Netherworld Canyon is unpredictable, and I see that the next road is not suitable for gathering and marching together, so you will follow the mouth of the gorge above your head and walk forward, and in the deepest part of the valley is where the ruins are, and we will assemble there. Wang Daoyuan said, he couldn't see the joy, anger and sorrow on his face, and naturally he couldn't see what he was calculating, and the number of people gathered on his side was also the largest, among which the Wang family monks were the majority, and there were some monks from the outside world, and the remaining monks were scattered everywhere, or more than a dozen people, and there were hundreds of people, each separated, and now, they could only rely on their own strength to continue to move forward, and they didn't know how many people could survive to the ruins, and how many people could live to go to the ruins.

The scattered monks all looked at each other, Wang Daoyuan was right, the next journey is indeed not suitable for traveling together, sometimes, more people are not necessarily stronger, more people, but may cause greater damage, at the moment, there is no way out, everyone sorted it out, the magic weapon was suspended outside, and the real force was agitated in the body, in case there was another surprise attack, for a while, they all embarked on the journey, only Ling Feng was still hidden in the stone crevice, until everyone walked away and disappeared into the darkness ahead, Ling Feng walked out of the stone crevice, looking into the distance, his face was flat, and he didn't know what he thought。

In this environment, there are too many people, it will indeed be counterproductive, but a person, or a cultivator who has entered the Dao realm, traveling here is no different from looking for death, at least, in the eyes of ordinary people, according to the concept of ordinary people, Ling Feng really shouldn't stay here alone, and it is much safer to follow a small team of more than a dozen people than to be alone.

However, Ling Feng didn't think so, among the team of 50,000 people, there were definitely tens of thousands of people who wanted his life, he was mixed in the Ye family's team before, so it was okay, but now he and the Ye family's team were scattered, and among the large or small teams after the dispersion, each of them, there were more or less Wang family monks, and walking with them would undoubtedly put himself in danger, since that case, it would be safer to go alone.

Ling Feng looked back, there was still a thick darkness behind him, but Ling Feng knew that the rear was the way back, but Ling Feng couldn't go back, now outside the Netherworld Canyon, I am afraid that the patriarchs of the three major families and the ancestors of the Yuan Shen Realm level were all silently watching outside, if he went out, it would be a self-defeating net, a dead end, ahead, there was an unknown danger, the depths of the Nether Canyon, and the rear, it was a mortal trap, Ling Feng was not confident that he could escape the divine sense detection of the Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse, let alone the pursuit of the Yuan God Realm powerhouse, then, there was only one way forward at the moment。

"Hehe, it seems that the next road is for me to walk alone. Ling Feng evoked a smile, his seven-colored eyes glowed with excitement, he relied on his cultivation in the middle stage of the Dao Realm to enter the Netherworld Canyon alone, if he said it, no one would believe it.