Taotie roared loudly.
The dark wind roared between heaven and earth, and a vortex seemed to appear on the sky, trying to swallow everyone up and sucking them in.
Everyone was bitten and surrounded by strange creatures, and faced with such a powerful suction force, they kept bursting with cultivation, trying to escape.
But everyone's cultivation is getting weaker and weaker, and the magic weapons are useless.
It's not of the same magnitude at all.
Even though Taotie is just a remnant soul now.
Zhao Wujiang remained motionless, holding Xuanyuan Jing's hand tightly. His clothes rustled, his breathing was steady, and he was constantly thinking about countermeasures in his mind.
Lu Xiaojin didn't panic much. She had the picture scroll given by her ancestors. If she really encountered such a huge crisis, she believed that she would be fine.
She walked closer to Zhao Wuyan and kept adjusting her aura. Once the last moment came, there were not many people she could protect, but Zhao Wuyan was definitely there.
Li Chunjun inserted the long sword into the ground, holding the sword tightly with both hands, and his body swayed slightly, resisting the suction force on the sky curtain.
Hua Jieyu from the Flower Fairy Sect had also approached Zhao Wujiang at some point. She had just escaped from the bite of the strange creatures in the dark night and her cultivation had been damaged. Now she was panicking. Among the people present, the only one who gave her a sense of security was Only Zhao Wuyan was left.
As for her sisters from the Huaxian Sect, she didn't believe that much.
When we were peaceful and happy, we were all good sisters, but now that we were facing a disaster, that was no longer the case. On the contrary, we didn't feel as safe as Zhao Wuhuang, an outsider. At least she knew that Zhao Wuhuang was a kind person at heart.
Many monks from the Tianlang Clan and the Qingqiu Fox Clan transformed into their own bodies to resist the Taotie's devouring power.
"Ah!" The suction force became stronger and stronger, and Hua Jieyu could no longer hold on. Her body flew uncontrollably towards the sky. Fortunately, she had quick eyes and quick hands, and she grabbed the hard part of Zhao Wuxu's character.
Oops... Such words flashed through Hua Jieyu's mind. She was a little shy, but now that her life was at stake, she held on tightly and wouldn't let go.
"Old Zhao's is actually so...?" Li Chunjun's face was full of surprise.
"It seems that she has grown a lot more than before." Yin Taoer's white clothes fluttered and she quickly calmed down. She would not give up her water-spirited yin body unless she had to.
But if she really couldn't escape, she wouldn't be afraid.
"Could this Zhao Wuyan be a donkey demon?" Lin Xiaoke couldn't help but take a look.
Lu Xiaojin frowned and snorted coldly in his heart:
"Is it intentional or accidental?"
"Who am I? Where am I?" Zhao Wujiang's face was expressionless, and it hurt a little from being dragged by Hua Jieyu, but now it was about life and the overall situation was the most important, so he didn't say anything.
It seems that at critical times, you still need to be a good person.
Everyone had different thoughts, but they quickly calmed down and thought about ways to escape.
"What is swallowing the sky?"
The gentle and mechanical female voice sounded in Zhao Wujiang's mind again.
Zhao Wujiang had been asked this question before, but he didn't answer it. Now the female voice suddenly appeared again with the same question.
Zhao Wujiang thought slightly.
He was shocked to find that the surrounding scenes seemed to be frozen.
He saw everyone's frightened and desperate expressions, saw the monks flying towards the sky, saw the people's hunting clothes, and saw the monks who were bitten and covered in blood. All these stopped when the female voice sounded in his mind. .
He felt as if as long as he could answer what swallowing the sky was, the predicament in front of him would be solved.
Why swallow the sky?
What is the nature of the power of the Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique?
Devour! Zhao Wujiang answered in his heart.
"What is swallowing the sky?" The female voice asked again, rejecting Zhao Wujiang's answer.
Zhao Wujiang's eyes trembled slightly, and with a flash of inspiration, he replied:
"Senior, please use the Heaven Swallowing Demon Technique. Junior may know it after seeing it once."
The scene in front of Zhao Wujiang suddenly changed. He was surrounded by an endless pitch-black void. A slender hand stretched out from the void and pointed at his forehead. He only felt something inside his body passing rapidly.
"This is swallowing the sky." The female voice was gentle.
Zhao Wujiang staggered and took a step back. He was already gray-haired and old.
