Zhao Ning fell behind, and most of the people on the battlefield retreated toward the city wall like them. There were also a small group of cultivators collecting remaining monster materials or broken magic weapons on the battlefield.
For low-level cultivators, they are all treasures. For the three tribulations of Yuan Shen, they are just external objects and are of no use.
Zhao Ningsi and Bing Xingwei said that for a while they didn't know when their Taishang sense reached ancient times. This did not mean that the prosperous and peaceful Yu Yu Jiuchongtian that he had experienced at the time and space node of the time ruins seemed to be still before the catastrophe. hour.
In front of them, Qi Yu and Sha Guangyuan were chatting with Bing Xingwei, and they quoted Yu Yu's current situation in Jiuchongtian without any trace. Gradually, the listeners had a vague concept of time. As Zhao Ning expected, time changed at this moment. Before the space-time node.
A rough estimate is that the catastrophe four million years ago spanned five thousand years of continental turmoil. Five thousand years ago is the segment where the time and space node is, and now time has to be pushed forward another three thousand years.
"...We thought that the monster violence in Suizhou was just a special case, but we didn't expect it to be more serious in other continents." Sha Guangyuan pretended to be from Suizhou.
But Bing Xingwei looked at him strangely, so that Sha Guangyuan was shocked, thinking that this pretense had been exposed from the beginning.
Bing Xingwei was indeed doubtful, but he had probably experienced the war together and recognized their assistance. He only asked strangely, "A hundred years ago, the entire Yuyu Nine Heavens felt the impact. How come you don't know about it?"
This question made everyone nervous and even more suspicious. What kind of impact would cause the entire Yuyu Nine Heavens to tremble? And hearing this, it was implicitly implied that this impact was the source of the changes in the monsters on all continents.
Qi Yu picked up the conversation quickly, "I just came out of the small world, so I probably missed it. I heard many people mention it, and thought it was the devil."
He was just being vague and covering up, but Bing Xingwei unexpectedly agreed with what he said, "Yes, at first everyone thought it was the devil, who knew..."
He sighed and shook his head, as if he didn't want to talk about the past anymore, but Qi Yu and Sha Guangyuan looked at each other, neither of them wanted to give up. Even Jiuzhou knew very little about the ancient secrets.
"If it's just a demon, then forget it -" Sha Guangyuan was about to start talking again, but Bing Xingwei and others suddenly stopped and their expressions changed drastically.
Bing Xingwei ran forward a few steps until he landed at the front, staring at the city wall, "Something's wrong, where are Junior Brother Luantai and the others? Why are they so quiet?"
The ten people who fell behind were startled and approached silently, as if they felt the threat brewing in the dark.
Zhao Ning watched silently and felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere ahead. Logically speaking, whether it was the cultivators who stayed behind the city wall to support the formation barrier, or the cultivators who retreated from the battlefield into the city wall, after the battle, they were tired but invigorated, and they would not So silent.
More other cultivators who have not yet entered also freeze in place.
Someone asked tentatively, "Could it be that they have returned to Star City?"
But as soon as such speculation came out, it was blocked by cold looks from all directions, which only made people feel absurd.
Bing Xingwei shrunk down to an inch, and took a few steps to reach the city wall on the ridge. Before he could jump over the wall and look at the situation inside, there was a cracking sound in his ears.
The next moment, the long wall built decades ago to defend against the impact of the monster wave collapsed at the same time.
Smoke and dust were everywhere, obscuring all sight.
All the people who had returned from the battlefield had gathered outside the city wall, unconsciously lining up with Bing Xingwei.
"How could this long city wall collapse in an instant if it wasn't a tangible barrier built with ten thousand square crystals of fragments of the spiritual fetus of heaven and earth?" someone subconsciously murmured.
Some people subconsciously answered, "Could it be said that this Crystal of All Directions also knows that we have won a great victory and can't wait to pour over it?"
"Haha." Someone said, thinking that this statement was absurd. It seemed humorous but not funny at all.
The fog wave cannot block the sight of the soul, but there should be other strange forces in the fog wave that block their perspective.
As a result, all the exhausted practitioners dared not go deep.
But they didn't dare to move. The underlying threat would not be imprisoned. It was just a moment of hesitation. Zhao Ning suddenly felt a numbing threat. At the same time, Chi Hui also sensed something. He yelled, "Let's go!"
In an instant, more than twenty people in the air suddenly retreated to high altitude or to the rear. The speed was so fast that it was already the limit when they were exhausted.
However, in a moment, the mist dissipated and was replaced by endless strands of white silk, like the silk spun out from the belly of a giant spider, entwined and intertwined into a web, and in an instant it pounced on the few people who were lagging behind.
Just hearing the long hiss of "Ah——", seven or eight sounds overlapped together, several people were bundled up separately and dragged straight down.
"Venerable Han Hui!" Chi Mi shouted downwards, and Han Hui was also restrained.
Han Hui mobilized the remaining mana and the will to drive the avenue, trying to struggle out of the weird white silk restraints, but was unable to break free, as if she was trapped in a swamp. The more powerful she exerted her power, the more ineffective it became, and she was The wrapping is more thorough.
During this time of struggle, Han Hui had only one hand raised high, her palm unconsciously grasping in the void.
Chi Mi's eyes narrowed, no longer hesitating, and turned down to save Han Hui. He pinched the Dafa in his hand, and the flames swirled around, burning the white strands coming from all around.
Chi Mi was probably the leader, and the other companions of the cultivators who were wrapped up did not have any scruples and followed to rescue them.
Qi Yu, Chi Hui and Ao Ji all followed closely to help Chi Mi.
Zhao Ning stood at a high place and looked over the mountain range. For the first time in seven thousand years, he felt a numbing feeling of fear.
I saw that these white threads were drilled out from the collapse of the city wall, hollowing out the entire ridge. Zhao Ning felt it with his spiritual consciousness, touched it for a moment, and was stolen in an instant. At this moment, he suddenly understood that these white threads were not some kind of monster. The beast spins silk, but condenses the devouring power into substance.
There is some powerful creature hiding underground in Congzhou, and it is... devouring the earth.
Fortunately, the power dispersed into the sky has been weakened a lot. Chi Mi and others cut open the white silk wrapping Han Hui in time. Ao Ji lifted Han Hui's back collar and teleported to high altitude. Chi Mi The three of them stepped back to help other people who were trapped.
"Venerable Hanhun, are you okay?" Suddenly Ao Ji's voice came from above.
Everyone looked up, only to see that although Han Hui had been rescued, he still looked exhausted. He was alive, but... raised his head with difficulty, and found that he was already an octogenarian.
I don't know who gasped, and then someone shouted, "Don't be wrapped in that white silk, it will suck away the vitality and mana!"
This sentence came at just the right time. When the remaining people were rescued, they didn't know what had disturbed them. The white threads became more dense, countless in number, and shot upward, even with the force of swallowing the sky. Everyone listened to the reminder and turned quickly. Dodge quickly.
However, there were too many and too dense, and everyone moved away instantly. As soon as they appeared, Baisi had already formed a siege, making it almost impossible to escape.
Everyone was already at the end of their strength, and faced with the devouring power of the strange creatures, no one could easily escape for a while.
Even Zhao Ning was not very entangled. I don't know if it was good or bad luck. The white silk thread happened to be entangled on Zhao Ning's withered arm. Half of his right forearm was unconscious and powerless. In addition, the white silk thread was entangled. An inexplicable balance is formed, the white threads want to swallow up the vitality and mana, and the dry power also wants to take over.
In this way, apart from the forearm, Zhao Ning himself was not affected in any way.
But it was this experience that gave Zhao Ning an idea.
White silk spreads in the sky, like a falling silk curtain. There are strands of silk everywhere. There is no way to avoid it, so you can only pinch it again or resist or cut it off.
Everyone was struggling to get a blank space around them in the overwhelming white silk, so as to gain vitality. Only Zhao Ning suddenly froze in place.
"Venerable Zhao Ning! Quickly cast a spell to cut off these monsters!" Sha Guangyuan reminded in shock, "Otherwise, we will follow in the footsteps of Venerable Hanhun!"
But before he finished speaking, Zhao Ning suddenly had a divine light floating around his body. Giant branches of golden light spread one by one, and with a reverse twist, he forcibly pulled away the white silk threads that were approaching his body, and a magic technique appeared in one hand, a spiritual light. Break open the white "silk curtain" of the sky and head towards the battlefield.
There are still some low-level practitioners on the battlefield who are picking up monster materials. Of course, they are aware of the horror happening high on the ridge.
For low-level cultivators, it seems too far away, like the "sky" has collapsed, and what is above is the gods and spirits. What can they do as low-level cultivators? It is better to pick up more materials. , what if "the sky" gets better again?
At that time, a short, low-level cultivator happened to search for Hanbao's skin.
This skin still has power, but just falling to the ground will cause a hundred feet of it to dry up.
The short cultivator was very keen on this, and knew what kind of treasure this skin must be. He reached out to take it, and the dryness spread to his fingertips instantly. In the blink of an eye, his fingertips conveyed a strange feeling. Before he could react, he saw a strange light coming from the ridge. He came from nowhere, rolled up the skin bag, and flew away.
He originally felt angry and resentful, but when the air flow rose, he saw his fingers turn into fly ash.
Just a moment after Zhao Ning took the skin bag, Chi Mi and others rushed over and cut off the white threads wrapped around the golden branches. Zhao Ning had completely melted the skin bag into the power of dryness itself. At the same time, he held the Dafa and carried the Dharma seal Wrapping up the withered power, he suddenly pressed down in the void, and the seal spread out in all directions with the half inch under his palm as the core.
Circle after circle, the devouring power and the drying up power collided and annihilated each other.
The sky above the ridge finally cleared the space of a hundred feet.
A group of more than 20 people gathered, some supporting each other, and some carrying their elderly companions.
Bing Xingwei finally gathered in a hurry, "Damn it, what on earth is this thing, and why does it appear under the ridge of Kunshan Mountain!"
"No." Someone suddenly retorted with a trembling voice, staring straight ahead, with fear like ants in their eyes.
Everyone subconsciously followed their gazes, and there was a moment of dead silence before Qi Yu murmured, "It turns out that not only Kunshan Mountain, but the entire Congzhou Nei is covered by it..."
I saw that the entire Congzhou fell into a vast expanse of white at some point. Thousands of creatures were either wrapped into cocoons, or were still struggling hard under the cover of white silk, so that the surface of the wrapped white silk formed a wave of agitation.
"Yuyingdongtian——" Bing Xingwei originally murmured worriedly, but the few words he spoke turned into a scream.
He rushed out in an instant, no longer caring about his own injuries and consumption, and forcibly mobilized the Dharma Appearance. The Dharma Appearance roared and appeared. It was a half-length giant, strong and knotted, facing fiercely, and grabbed the void, and the giant bow originally used by Bing Xingwei's body appeared. , the next moment it formed an even more exaggerated size in the hands of Dharma Prime.
The divine arrow shot out violently, carrying endless fighting spirit and ultimate killing power. Wherever it passed, the white threads were cut. The broken white threads seemed to be elastic or spiritual. They were recovered instantly and he rushed towards Yuying Cave. direction, shouting, "Elder Deng! Wen Qu! Shi Ye——"
The others were also infected and ran after him.
But before they even got close to Bing Xingwei, they saw those convergent white threads bursting out again, suddenly wrapping Bing Xingwei. He didn't even have time to struggle, and he turned into a cocoon with only one head exposed.
What's even more frightening is that the earth shook, and an abyss-like trench opened in the earth. A ball of arrogance slipped out and converged into a milky white beast shadow. The only feature of the beast shadow was that it looked like it could... It accommodated the fierce mouth of Yu Yu's Jiuzhongtian, which was thousands of miles away, and the fierce mouth pounced smoothly and completely swallowed the immovable Bing Xingwei.
"Senior Brother Bing——" The several tribulation souls who came with him suddenly lost their concentration and suddenly rushed towards Bing Xingwei.
But Chi Mi caught one of them.
"Let me go, I'm going to save Senior Brother Bing!"
"You cultivators from Suizhou, how dare you stop me!"
It was just a calamity of soul. All the tension and fear at this moment were instantly shattered because Bing Xingwei's aura disappeared, leaving only impulse and anxiety.
But someone suddenly said quietly from behind.
"Do you think we can withstand the power of this weird monster?"
It was Qi Yu’s voice.
"It is no longer an ordinary monster. It is now...comparable to a heavenly being!"
Chapter 403
No matter how courageous you were, it all died down when you heard the word "Heavenly Man".
That calamity spirit couldn't help but take two steps back, his eyes hesitantly glanced at the people around him, and he opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but when the words reached his mouth, he could only tremble.
Sure enough, among the several souls who rushed to save Bing Xingwei, the leader had just used a magic weapon to tear a hole, but before anyone could see the figure, the magic weapon was scrapped immediately.
He didn't even see whether the magic weapon withstood the attack.
He was shocked and withdrew the magic weapon, but when the magic weapon came closer, he suddenly saw the magic weapon lose control and burst open, with a large amount of white threads pouring out from it, which instantly fell on his face.
The next moment, the leader fell down.
Then several people behind him cast spells to pull him in fear. The magic power fell on him, and along with the power flowing backward in his body, it gathered on top of his head, and then overflowed out of his body and was sucked by the white threads.
At this moment, several people subconsciously withdrew their hands to protect themselves.
Of course, there were still people who insisted on not letting go, but what they faced was... In mid-air, the people who pulled the leader twitched and shook at the same time, as if thunder spread from them.
Everyone knows that it is the rapid passage of mana in the body.
At this moment, Zhao Ning raised her eyes and looked at Chi Mi in front of her. The two seemed to have a tacit understanding.
I saw Zhao Ning disappear in an instant, and then appear three feet above those people, pinching the magic formula, holding the magic formula in hand, and the Taixu Avenue turned strangely.
