"Whoosh!"

Dozens of figures came one after another from Kunlun Mountain, and they were all taken aback when they saw Si Cheng sitting on the ground with a tired face.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" Si Ling came to his side and asked with concern.

"Master!"

"Brother!"

"Si Cheng, are you alright?"

Wu Daoxin, Hua'er, Jiangshan, Xiaopang and others also walked forward, with the same concern on their faces.

"Si Cheng, what happened just now?" Kunyang Ancestor not only cared about Si Cheng, but also wanted to know the truth of the matter.

Hearing this, the rest of the people all nodded one after another, including Lei Yun Fang and Lei Yun Qiang, all of them looked at Si Cheng with a serious and eager face.

"Whew!"

Si Cheng let out a deep sigh, and then smiled bitterly.

"Hey, it's really hard to put into words!" Si Cheng shook his head and sighed, and then he started from leading all the cultivators to attack the Heavenly Demons together, to defeating the Evil Desire War General, and then to fighting with Tao Li, causing a terrifying energy storm, and finally there was no way to return here to use Thunder to destroy the world, so that the two forces canceled each other out, and the whole process was explained in detail.

"Shhh

As soon as Si Cheng's voice fell, the sound of inhaling cool air on the scene rang out, and then they were dumbfounded, and their hearts were shocked.

The energy storm that is terrifying enough to destroy the world is that Si Cheng himself will definitely die if he is swept into it, if he comes to Kunlun Mountain, will there still be a qiē here?

"Si Cheng, you saved Kunlun Mountain again!" A trace of bitterness rose in Kunyang Ancestor's heart, and then he bowed deeply to Si Cheng in front of everyone.

At this moment, in his heart, he still has more pity and can't bear it, Si has become Kunlun Mountain, and he has really done too much.

And he, the ancestor, also wants Si Cheng to protect, not only can't bear it, but also is very ashamed, how to say that Si Cheng was also a disciple of the sect before.

And on his path of cultivation, the sect has not given him any help, it can be said that Si Cheng has been able to come to this day, completely relying on himself, and even asked him for a yang fruit at that time, otherwise it is not easy to say whether he can have today.

All of a sudden, everyone in the Kunlun Mountain Sect bowed deeply to Si Cheng, and this worship was their sincerity and sincerity.

Si Cheng didn't speak, he silently endured this worship, and there was no need to say many things, what Si Cheng did was completely bearable, and there was even more to do.

"Old Ancestor, why don't you see my master?" looked at the crowd, Si Cheng asked.

"Oh!ha! Your master was so happy on the day of your marriage that he had a sudden inspiration, and he returned to the sect and went into retreat, and he has not yet left the sect!"

Si Cheng nodded, and the corners of his mouth also showed a hint of a smile, Shizun is bound to be able to break through this retreat, which is a good thing no matter how you say it.

"Let's go, let's go back to the Cultivation Alliance!" Si Cheng stood up, his exhaustion disappeared in an instant, and said to everyone.

Thousands of miles away, this is the former red bamboo village, but the scene of the past is long gone, at least even the endless red bamboo forest is gone.

At this time, a burly man came from a distance, and he was still swearing in his mouth, and seemed to be very angry.

"Damn, what's going on? Where did the storm come from, it's still so terrible, it's all ruined, if it weren't for this ancestor running fast, I'm afraid it would have turned into green smoke a long time ago!"

Then he looked at the messy appearance in front of him, and sighed again, if this big man Si Cheng was here, he would definitely recognize it instantly, it was the original Golden Armor Python, but he also had a human name, Jin Zhengtan.

"Let's go see if those little guys are dead!" Kim Jung-tan, who was talking to himself, took a step and galloped in the direction of Hongzhu Village.

The energy storm started from the Yin Ghost Ridge and expanded all the way, and the area of destruction was like a huge circle, with a range of nearly 10,000 miles.

This Hongzhu Village is close to the Yin Ghost Ridge, and the destruction is inevitable, the mountains here have almost all disappeared, and there is a mess everywhere, and even the space has collapsed in some places, which is very dangerous.

"Hey, when will I be able to become a Saint Venerable Realm, if I can enter the Heavenly Venerable Realm one day, then I can transform and become a real dragon. ”

Jin Zhengtan moved forward quickly, while still talking to himself, he is a python, and he is also a python, in the giant python family, he is considered the top storage zài.

Now he is already in the Divine Venerable Realm, his body has been able to demute and become a python, and only after crossing the Holy Venerable Realm can he detach into a dragon, as for the true dragon, only after becoming a Tianzun realm, can he finally degenerate.

Therefore, he is extremely hopeful that there will be a day, and he has been working hard, but the cultivation of demon beasts is countless times more difficult than that of humans, and he has at least tens of thousands of years.

In such a long time, only the Divine Venerable Dacheng Realm is indeed slow enough, especially compared with Si Chengxiang, it is simply the difference between a turtle and a cheetah.

Two hours later, Kim Jong-tan crossed the former Hongzhu Village, he just glanced at it casually, sighed in his heart, and continued to go.

Half an hour later, it stopped, and there were many demon beasts in front of it, to be precise, there were many tigers, and this was the land of the tiger clan where Si Cheng had come.

Now they were all standing there looking around, wondering what had happened and why all of a sudden the space they lived in had disappeared.

Hutong, in particular, was a little frightened, but more at a loss.

"Hey, I didn't expect you little cubs to be alive!" Seeing these Cangyun Tigers, Jin Zhengtan's mood finally improved a lot.

"Ahh

"Python Ancestor......! What's going on here?...... our space" Hutong also showed joy, but his heart was too shocked, and he stammered a little.

"I didn't know that I had seen only a great storm that had destroyed my waterhole, and I would not have been spared if I hadn't escaped quickly. ”

Jin Zhengtan looked at these Cangyun Tigers, suddenly moved in his heart, and continued: "It may be that the space saved your life, your Tiger Clan ancestor is really a powerful person! Even the space is so strong." ”

As soon as these words came out, all the Cangyun Tigers opened their mouths in shock, the storm space saved their lives, and the ancestors were confused for a while.

It's just that what they don't know is that although Cangyun Tiger is not a holy beast white tiger, it is a descendant of the white tiger, and with the strength of the holy beast white tiger, it is strange that the space refined is not strong.

"That'...... So what are we going to do now? Do you still live here?" Hutong asked, after being shocked, looking around.

"I said that you are really a tiger, this place has become this shabby, how do you live, I heard that Si Cheng is in the Kunlun Mountain faction, let's go find him, and settle down in Kunlun Mountain in the future." ”

Jin Zhengtan, as the ancestor of the python, made the final decision, so he took many tiger clans to Kunlun Mountain.

And in Kunlun Mountain, in the main hall of the Cultivator League, Si Cheng's face was not very good-looking, and this kind of change this time made a large number of cultivators die innocently and tragically.

Now that less than a million have returned, and only four of the top ten elders have returned, this number is simply not even a fraction of a fraction compared to a few days ago.

But fortunately, the old man came back unharmed, but what worried Si Cheng was that Yi Peng did not come back.

Yi Peng, as the existence of the Tianzun Realm, is the last thing Si Cheng wants to lose, and now he doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. At that time, Yi Peng was injured, and he was extremely strict, if he didn't die, he must have been healed somewhere.

Of course, Si Cheng hoped that it would be to heal his wounds, not to fall, otherwise, the loss would be great, which was much stricter than the loss of more than 20 million cultivators.