————Replace immediately. Replace immediately. Come back after two o’clock——
Is it true that each generation is not as good as the previous one...? It's really a curse-like prophecy.
This is also Daojun Yuanheng's only thought when he sees the current state of the cultivators. They are all such people who act in a hurry when they are in trouble, and they are very clever, but they are not only used for intrigues and intrigues. Is the world of cultivation a pill?
Can this group of people have a sense of life and death crisis? Even if there is some nervousness, it seems that the point is completely wrong.
Not to mention the younger ones of the Wuhua Sect, he has the obligation to protect them. But how come those miscellaneous and unrelated guys from different factions... don't seem to be afraid?
Just kidding, that's fine if it goes well. But in the end, he will only protect his own children. Others are also powerless and can only look at their own fate.
As for those guys who took advantage of his absence to tamper with his children, let alone those guys... Daojun Yuanheng heard those things from Ming Jing's mouth without any hesitation.
Although he really didn't understand how Ningxia managed to return to a safe place to camp and still become the unlucky one. But this does not prevent him from avenging his young disciple.
"well……"
Hearing Daojun Yuanheng sigh inexplicably, he seemed to be a little sad. Ming Jing and others thought that the other party was worried about the unknown chaotic situation and was about to say something.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, everyone turned their heads and looked at the place where the roar came from.
this--
What kind of sound was that?
Like thunder on the ground, a rumble exploded in their ears. With the rotation of the horizontal senses, the entire ground seemed to tilt, and the things placed on it slid down with a clang.
With just one click, the whole world suddenly became quiet, as if something had been completely broken.
Regardless of the level of cultivation, at a certain moment it seems to be imprisoned by some strange magnetic field, unable to move, and can only watch the entire horizontal plane of feeling tilt.
Losing the center of gravity, all perceptions are infinitely magnified in an instant. Time seemed to be infinitely slowed down at this moment... This feeling was very subtle. Some kind of invisible thread that had always been involved in him was torn off by a strong force, and then his whole body became loose, and his mind was filled with gray for a long time. Can't come back to my senses.
"What... collapsed?" Someone asked very keenly, with doubts in his eyes, as if he himself was a little unsure.
Anyone with a brain knows what just happened. However, such a huge sound did not immediately arouse everyone's vigilance. Instead, they all fell into a fog, as if their souls were taken away in an instant. They were in a daze, without the slightest awakening that a monk should have.
I don't know how long it took, but everyone seemed to be awakened and began to make some noise.
"What is that?!" Ming Jing muttered unconsciously. There was unmistakable fear in his tone. What happened just now?
He suddenly woke up just now. Just now, faced with the turmoil that he didn't know the details of, he didn't react immediately, and he didn't even have the awareness to guard against it - it was as if he was possessed by a demon.
If someone had maliciously attacked them just now, they probably wouldn't even know when they died at this moment.
"……what happened?"
"Were we really dreaming just now? It feels like we are being manipulated by strings. We couldn't have been accidentally enchanted by some magic."
"Whose dream is so solid? It's not difficult to wake up after such a big commotion. It's probably not difficult to dream for a lifetime. But I also hope that this is really a dream. It's best that everything that happens after entering the secret realm is a dream... ...This is really a long nightmare." The monk who spoke had a melancholy tone, which sounded like a story.
"This is not the point now, who cares about this. I just want to know whether it will affect us... I am still young and have not taken a good look at this world of cultivation. I don't want to die so early." Such words are filled with fear and resentment. It is the mainstream of the crowd.
"Shhh, there is nothing to be afraid of. You were so slow to wake up just now that you didn't notice that even several True Lords were attacked. Look at their gloomy faces..."
The nature of human beings is indeed gossip. Even with the threat of life and death hanging over his head, he still can't help but shift his focus.
Seeing the topic getting more and more biased, an atmosphere of terror spread in the air. Even though everyone was making a fuss, in fact they were all very uneasy, so they unconsciously raised their voices, and then changed the topic carelessly to cover up the strangeness.
Everyone originally came from different forces, but because of this strange secret realm and dangerous situation, everyone had to come together to form this temporary team.
Although there is no room for two tigers in one mountain, after experiencing various things and having a very stable leading position, Wuhua Sect still holds a high position and takes the initiative.
This point was further demonstrated after Daojun Yuanheng was successfully promoted. In front of this well-deserved strong man, all the monks were humble enough, fearing that they would lose this savior who still showed full ability in the precarious situation.
Perhaps it can be said that "people have to bow their heads under the roof". They place their hopes on each other, but they are also afraid of each other. Of course they knew that the other party had no obligation to rescue them, they were just pretending to be confused and trying to deceive the gentlemen of the Wuhua Sect.
Therefore, no matter how much these people jump around, they will still leave some room to avoid really offending anyone.
However, these little thoughts become pieces of paper in the face of life and death. They don't even need to be struck, they will break into pieces as soon as they are touched. They were more concerned about their immediate life and death than going around in twists and turns, so the barely orderly team suddenly became chaotic.
The characteristics of some people who speak without thinking are suddenly revealed. They say nothing without thinking, and pour it out in a bomb, without caring whether it will affect or scare others.
The older monks were like this, not to mention the younger ones. Some of them were so frightened that their legs went weak and they really thought they were going to die.
Isn't this causing trouble? Some people could see it clearly, and those who stirred up the atmosphere and told stories were not afraid at all. They were afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and they would play tricks on those little monks and see them make a fool of themselves.
If it were normal times, the Nascent Soul Lords would probably come out to stop it. This kind of bad guy can really be called the invisible explosives in the team. He will not be willing to do anything but cause destruction and mess up everyone into a mess.
But now the true kings are probably not in the mood to pay attention to these little ones. Compared to young people who are not as good as they are, their cultivation is barely above a certain level, and they can see clearly.
They noticed something different from the strange movement just now. It was deeply hidden and fleeting, but it actually existed, stirring up their hearts that had been silent for many years.
