The phantom snow sad flower is sacrificed, and the sky and the earth change color. This is a weapon trained by the ancient gods, and it is extremely powerful. With the current cultivation of Cloud Cliff, it is already the limit to be able to sacrifice two petals.

The two white and flawless white petals carried the intent of slaughter, and one went straight to the head of the yellow-robed veteran.

Lao Dao was shocked, he didn't expect Cloud Cliff to have such a cultivation. The petals are extremely fast, and they exude a terrifying aura that seems to cut everything in the world. At this time, it was too late for Lao Dao to cast spells to save himself, so he could only hope for others.

"Young master, save me," Lao Dao hurriedly shouted.

In the darkness, the figure saw a flower flying towards him, but he did not hurry, let the petals come closer, and did not hide or dodge.

With a snort, the petals passed through the man's body, penetrating the man's body.

With a bang, the figure burst open, and after a short time it was regrouped again, apparently unharmed.

"Not an entity?" Yun Ya was taken aback, the figure was a special clone of mental power condensation, not an ontology.

Yun Ya looked, the scattered shadows gathered together again at this time, fluttering and mysterious, he stared coldly at the yellow-robed old dao in the air, and there was even a kind of red light bursting out of his eyes, and then lined with the six corpses standing behind him, it was really terrifying, evil and terrifying.

"What do you want!" the figure snorted coldly. The next moment, a corpse behind him opened its eyes suddenly.

The moment the corpse opened its eyes, a cold lightning flashed, and then the corpse directly soared to a height of one hundred and ten zhang, and the big hand was like an iron cover, grabbing towards the old road in the air.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, Yunya put away the phantom snow sad flower with a thought, and looked coldly at the old way in the air.

"Young master, spare your life, spare your life...."Seeing the iron palm approaching, Lao Dao shouted loudly, his body trembled, his body was weak and sifting chaff, obviously scared to the extreme.

"Lose the face of my Corpse Yin Sect. Die!" the figure snorted. I didn't see how he moved, but when I saw that the iron palm of the dead corpse was caught in the air, Lao Dao was caught, and no matter how much he struggled, it was useless. The corpse threw him directly into his mouth, and even the heavenly ghost was swallowed by the corpse.

Quack, quack.

A terrifying chewing sound came, and Lao Dao and his heavenly ghost puppets were swallowed. This is really terrifying, and Qiu Zhishui looks at the back for a while.

"The person behind that is too evil, and he wants to kill his own people?" Qiu Zhishui beat a drum in his heart, a little uncomfortable. After all, the other party is in the same vein as the Corpse Yin Sect, how can they fight so blatantly? Isn't there a door rule and precept in the Corpse Yin Sect?

But it was said that the corpse had chewed up the yellow-robed old Dao and the heavenly ghost puppet, and suddenly Angtian roared out, and the sound spread to the four fields, shaking the entire Ziwei City.

"Do you two have anything else to explain? If not, I can send you both on your way. An indifferent voice came, without the slightest emotion.

"There's a lot of nonsense, don't be self-righteous, okay, until now you don't even dare to leak a face, what are you still doing here?"

"If you want to see my face, you are not worthy!" With that, the figure flew away, and black qi rushed into the six corpses. Those corpses seemed to be alive, and they all opened their eyes and stared coldly at Qiu Zhishui.

Click!

A strange sound sounded on the roof of the skyscraper, and the cloud cliff and the autumn water were all startled. They all looked into the sky. With the death of the old Tao and the heavenly ghosts, most of the yin wind and ghost energy have dissipated at this time, and the scenery in the sky is also clear at a glance, only to see the top of the skyscraper, a large white light shines in all directions, and a page of paper is wrapped in it, suspended on the roof of the building, it seems to be real and illusory, but it is not very real.

"A legacy that spans time and space," the man in the darkness seemed to be excited. "Who is the best person to do it? Bearded Ancestor, what the hell have you spied on?" the man muttered to himself, puzzled.

Click.

The white ball of light continued to shatter, and the page became clearer. At the same time, there was also a great coercion between heaven and earth, such as the collapse of the earth and the collapse of the sky, and that kind of horror made people feel a sense of powerlessness. I saw a black hole faintly appearing next to the skyscraper.

"It's .....! Is there a great power that wants to stop it? in the primeval chase?"