at some point.
The male cultivator holding a three-color fan once again waved his hand and fanned out a stream of fire, burning the flesh-like body of Netherworld Guizhi blocking the road ahead into ashes, while the withered, black and hard part in front of him, still emitting black smoke, was Suddenly, it was torn apart by a force.
The expressions of the four people were all changing.
A flying black shadow burst out from the cracked part, and landed on the ground with a rumble. In an instant, it came to the door of the male cultivator holding a three-color fan, and delivered a heart-warming punch.
"Ah!"
The male cultivator holding a three-color fan sneered.
Although the black shadow in front of him was extremely fast, he had already waved down the three-color fan in his hand with all his strength at this moment.
Buzz!
A stream of fire-like substance fell down.
The fire-colored Pilian transformed into a semicircle, guarding the male cultivator holding a three-color fan behind it. The flying black shadow still smashed his fist down without evading, and hit the fire-colored Pilian hard. above.
Bang!
The fire-colored Pilian was actually penetrated directly!
The fire-colored aura that escaped instantly burned the earth and rocks on the ground and the remaining flesh-like body of Netherworld Ghost Zhizhi into white gas.
Within a range of more than ten feet, an astonishing amount of heat spread, seemingly igniting a transparent, invisible flame.
The male cultivator holding a three-color fan had eyes that were about to burst.
This moment of time seems to be extremely long.
The speeding black shadow directly hit the fire-colored body that was penetrated. Wrapped in the transparent and invisible flame, the whole body was turned into a black shape, and all the beard and hair were burnt away. Countless white flesh buds were squirming rapidly on top of the black figure.
The fist of this black shadow, like the cold fangs extended by a ferocious beast, hit his chest silently.
With one punch, his chest was blown apart.
Fierce blood spurted out like no money. His internal organs were stuck together with the fine bone stubble and the mashed flesh and blood. Half of his arms were brutally torn off his body, and he fell down at an extremely fast speed. It flew out and plowed a deep ravine on the earth and rocks covered with black ashes.
The flying shadow was Gu Qing, grabbing half of his arm without even looking at the broken-armed male cultivator like a dead dog.
He stomped the ground hard again.
His eyes took advantage of the situation and glanced around.
The three people traveling with this dead-dog-like male cultivator who had lost his arm were all looking at him with fear on their faces.
Among the three people, the young and extremely handsome person was the Chongting, the cultivator of the Chong family of the Yan Kingdom, which the woman Xi Mengyun said that day.
On that day, Chongting also met Gu Qing, but at that time, Gu Qing was a bald man without eyebrows.
"This place is dangerous, retreat quickly."
Gu Qing withdrew his gaze.
He whispered a warning.
immediately.
Then he swept straight outside.
Gu Qing's speed greatly increased as he walked through the corridor opened by these foundation-building monks in the flesh-like body of Netherworld Guizhi.
soon.
Gu Qing has disappeared from the sight of the three foundation-building monks.
Several monks in the foundation building period were silent for a moment.
Immediately afterwards.
"Fellow Taoist Niu?"
"Fellow Daoist Niu! Is he still alive?"
Except for Xiang, a cultivator with white beard and white hair and eyes as bright as fire, the other two people were all approaching the male cultivator with a broken arm like a dead dog.
Seeing this, the male cultivator with a broken arm looked like a dead dog and said in a low voice: "Fellow Daoist Qiao, fellow Daoist Chong, don't force Niu to blow himself up!"
His eyes were bloodshot.
My heart was filled with disbelief.
The kid who was almost slapped to death by his fan just now actually ran over his fiery Pailian with his body, punched his chest, tore off his arm and took away his Treasure fan!
"Ahem... Fellow Daoist Niu, don't be surprised." The two people who were approaching quickly stopped when they heard this, and one of them said angrily, "The two of us are just concerned about the safety of Fellow Daoist Niu, so we just stepped forward to investigate."
The man named Xiang had white beard and white hair, and his eyes were as bright as fire. He frowned slightly and said, "Shall we continue to explore the front? Look at the tyranny of the fellow Taoist just now. The Demon Spirit Stream is already running rampant. , but that fellow Taoist’s expression actually showed a hint of panic..."
When the monk surnamed Xiang said this, the remaining three people, including the monk surnamed Niu who struggled to stand up, all looked solemn.
Just then.
A faint roar sounded.
All four of them were shaken and their eyes were horrified.
"Such power..." the monk surnamed Xiang shouted, "impossible! How could there be such a powerful being in the Demon Spirit Stream?! Retreat quickly!"
Said.
Regardless of the damage, his body exploded into a ball of golden light, three feet above the ground, turned into a golden escaping light towards the back, and flickered away like a meteor.
Chong Ting and the person he knew well looked at each other.
The two of them also used their own methods and retreated quickly.
For a while.
Only the monk surnamed Niu who had just stood up was left.
He cursed fiercely in his mind.
Then, his intact arm was raised, the green ring between his fingers flashed, and a finger-tip-sized, bead-like object that exuded a light cyan luster was held in his hand.
A hint of heartache appeared in his heart.
He pressed the object between the flesh and blood of the severed arm.
…
In the body of Netherworld Guizhi.
In a 'crack' that was too small to detect for the huge body of Netherworld Guizhi, Gu Qing, who was once again charred, stepped on the ground suddenly.
throat!
Where his footsteps fell, the earth and rocks seemed to be evaporated, turning into a deep pit glowing with white air. He used his strength to jump high and shoot forward.
"The roar was even louder..."
Gu Qing's brows furrowed slightly on his stiff cheeks.
He had a guess in his mind.
The reason why the existence that made that terrifying roar roared louder and louder should not be that the distance between it and him was getting closer and closer, but that the existence that made that terrifying roar was about to escape from trouble.
Once this idea appeared, it lingered in Gu Qing's heart. The more he thought about it, the more likely it was.
Throwing half of the arm in his hand, together with the three-color fan, into the space of the stone monument, his eyes flashed slightly.
Another roar, still as vague as before.
He actually heard a hint of excitement and desire from it.
Gu Qing ran away quickly.
About ten breaths passed in the blink of an eye.
Just when he stepped on the ground again.
An extremely powerful invisible force swept from behind.
In an instant.
This power affected Gu Qing.
Everything around Gu Qing, under this invisible force, first stagnated for a moment, and then disappeared into ashes.
He saw the flesh-like body of Netherworld Guizhi disappear like a bubble, and a dark red light fell from the distance.
Under this invisible force, this Netherworld Guizhi, which held the sky and grounded, turned into powder before even a thousandth of an instant.
No.
Not a powder.
Gu Qing, who was stagnant and flying backwards, realized this.
The flesh-like body of Netherworld Guizhi clearly collapsed violently towards the center at an extremely fast speed!
The scene around Gu Qing changed rapidly.
In front of him, a big man in black with a beard flew across his face. The big man in black looked horrified, his face was distorted, and he was shouting something that he couldn't hear clearly at all.
The big man in black struggled to resist something, but it still couldn't stop his body from twisting and deforming.
Gu Qing only felt that his head was a little swollen.
Sometimes his arms swell and his legs become extremely small. Sometimes his chest swells and his limbs shrink...
In just a short moment, he felt like he was being pulled into a curved line. Although his consciousness was still there, he was unable to think or turn his thoughts at all.
Until a human-shaped black shadow appeared in his extremely narrow field of vision, and he could not suppress the unspeakable fear in his heart.
This human-shaped black shadow tilted its head and its body was undulating like water.
The next moment, it turned into Gu Qing's appearance.
Then he opened his arms, as if to welcome something.
Its extremely strong thoughts seemed to contain special power, and Gu Qing immediately understood its thoughts.
newborn!
This thing is welcoming new life!
Before Gu Qing's thinking slowed down, he thought of something else.
The body of Netherworld Guizhi, the sky that was revealed after its collapse, and the dark red light of the setting sun became extremely intense. The entire sea area and land of Demon Spirit Stream were filled with a hazy luster. Gu Qing's originally slow thinking , suddenly became extremely sensitive.
His eyes darkened.
A feeling of dizziness appeared.
In the narrow field of vision, the dark figure of the human figure has disappeared.
"The Demonic Stream is closed."
Gu Qing felt a little thankful in his heart.
That humanoid shadow was definitely not something he could deal with.
The situation just now was simply unimaginable.
The huge body of Netherworld Guizhi completely collapsed in a thousandth of an instant, and the bearded man in black was constantly being twisted and deformed in front of his eyes.
His body seemed to be stretched into curved lines, which gave him a feeling of collapse and chaos.
But his happiness did not last until the next breath.
Ruoyouruowu's roar, with strong thoughts of embarrassment and anger, sounded in Gu Qing's ears again.
The darkness in front of him was cracking like a curtain.
A big black hand grabbed it across the space.
Gu Qing was shocked, but not panicked.
Just because in front of this big black hand, countless dark cracks appeared, these cracks sucked and swallowed the big black hand, and Gu Qing's eyes once again returned to darkness and silence.
…
outside world.
Zhong Sunli, dressed in gray, looked cold.
He sat cross-legged in the black light pillar several feet thick, and with a flick of his fingertips, he drove the restrictions into the iron-gray boulders below.
On top of the iron-gray boulder, in a dense mass of gray light, a light gate several feet high slowly condensed out.
At this time, the light door several feet high trembled slightly.
The illusory light door almost went out.
Zhong Sunli, who was dressed in gray, frowned and whispered: "Huh?! The space covered by this great sealing formation is actually a little unstable. It's really strange."
He hit the restriction of the iron-gray boulder, which became denser.
In the mist-shaped gray light group, the illusory light gate several feet high stabilized and solidified at an extremely fast speed.
The cultivators waiting nearby breathed a sigh of relief.
Groups of monks with high levels of cultivation have been waiting for a long time.
Among these monks, most of them were in the later stage of Qi refining, and quite a few were in the foundation-building stage. There were even a few monks standing at the front, close to the gray beam of light where Zhongsun Li was, whose cultivation had reached the pill-forming stage.
These monks in the Dan Formation Realm are communicating with each other through messages.
"Junior Brother Zhao, regardless of whether we can collect the medicinal materials for refining the furnace of elixir this time, please come back together with the Alchemy Sect!" The fat and tall cultivator, who had the skin of a baby and suddenly looked like a god, said to the short and thin monk on the side.
This fat and tall cultivator is named Ke Ming, known as Zhenren Minglong. He is one of the two supreme elders of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect.
The short and thin monk next to Ke Ming is named Zhao Wubei, known as Zhenren Minghu. He is another Supreme Elder of the Alchemy Cauldron Sect and Ke Ming's junior brother.
Zhao Wubei listened to Ke Ming's message and responded with an expressionless face: "Whether the Alchemy Sect will merge with the Alchemy Sect or not, it doesn't matter what we two old guys say."
