A moment later, violent spatial fluctuations suddenly appeared in the void thousands of miles away from the Ninth City. The next moment, spatial cracks appeared.
A figure stepped out of the crack in space like a leisurely stroll.
"The pressure here is neither strong nor weak, and it should be suitable for most of you to practice and gain enlightenment. If you feel weak, stay close, and if you feel strong, stay away."
Yang An opened his big hand, and streams of light shone out. All the members of the Ninth City seemed to be suddenly teleported from the secret realm one by one. They sensed the extremely powerful changes in the laws of time and space, and they all looked shocked.
How can it be?
This is the real secret behind your sleeve!
How did you do it?
You must know that when it was still uncertain whether he could withstand ten thousand enemy troops, Yang An still planned to let everyone seal themselves, separate their souls and bodies, and enter his godhead space. But now, Yang An actually waved his hand to form a space like a secret realm, and the living body felt as if he had stepped into a secret realm when entering. How strong the laws of time and space do you need to understand to do this?
And Yang An is only a second-level true immortal!
powerful!
too strong!
Even Chen Zhan and Zhou Zhiyang were extremely shocked, let alone others.
This is the true genius!
The speed at which its combat power is increasing cannot be estimated by them at all. After three days of separation, everyone looked at each other with admiration. They couldn't describe Yang An's extraordinary speed.
"What else are you looking at? Opportunities like this don't come often! It would be a pity to waste it, but don't blame me for not reminding you."
Yang An glanced at the people who seemed to him to be deeply smitten by his appearance, and said with a slight frown.
"Yes, City Lord!"
"Thank you City Lord for saving your life!"
"Thank you City Lord!"
"Thank you City Lord!"
This is a heartfelt thank you. It was not until this moment that the people who had been inside the tower truly felt that they had passed the life-and-death crisis.
No matter how strong Yang An was before, no matter how strong he acted, hiding in the stele and being unable to help them, they were all under great pressure. Especially looking at the nearly 10,000 enemy troops outside, he was filled with deep worry.
This has nothing to do with trusting Yang An or not.
After all, Yang An is a person after all, this is one of them. Secondly, they can do nothing but hide in the tower. Life and death are not under their control. Uneasiness and worry are inevitable.
"You're welcome. It's business to practice and gain enlightenment quickly. You can adjust the distance yourself. Be careful, the pressure may suddenly surge later. Don't be too full for the time being, and leave some room to avoid being unable to stay away when the pressure surges."
"Yes, City Lord."
"Okay, boss."
"I'll go over and watch, that's it." After Yang An said that, he tore through the void and returned to the city.
Without wasting any more time, everyone looked at the vision of the endless avenue of void collapsing. Sensing the intensity of the superimposed pressure of the avenue, they all adjusted to the core of the collapsed avenue, far or near, according to their own endurance. The best distance to start understanding and practice.
However, with Yang An's reminder, no one dared to adjust to their limit.
And this distance adjustment is just the beginning.
Because new avenues are collapsing all the time in the city, which has turned into a hell on earth.
As time goes by, more and more people die, and the rate of death becomes faster and faster.
There are practitioners who continue to collapse under the terrifying pressure, until their body dies and the Tao disappears, becoming a part of the superimposed pressure of the great avenue.
The superimposed pressure of the avenue becomes stronger and stronger and more terrifying!
The struggle on the verge of death, the madness on the verge of death, the unwilling roaring and screaming when dying...
There are those who cannot bear the pain of the terrifying pressure and detonate themselves; there are those who want to escape crazily and even burn their endless lifespan; there are those who desperately try their best to kneel down and beg for mercy; there are those who curse as hard as the sky...
All eyes are looking in one direction.
Yang An sat cross-legged above the crowd, in the void beneath the collapse of the avenue.
Quietly looking down at all the practitioners struggling on the edge of death.
The handsome man's handsome expression has no sadness, no joy, no anger, no anger, calm and waveless, and a bit indifferent and detached, especially the involuntary curve of the corners of his mouth, which is incompatible with the scene at the moment.
It's as if "I don't care about being favored or humiliated, I just watch the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court; I don't care whether I go or stay, and I just follow the clouds rolling in the sky." The important matters of life and death of the enemy soldiers are nothing in his eyes? It didn't affect his state of mind at all, and it didn't cause any mood swings in him.
Even if the whole place has turned into a Shura hell, filled with all kinds of emotions and desires that are so intense that they can definitely make a high-level true immortal fall into it, they can't affect him.
Such a state of mind seems to have transcended above all other living beings.
In the eyes of the enemy, it is an absolutely ruthless and indifferent god of death!
Otherwise, even the enemy might not be able to do what Yang An did, so quietly watching everyone, whether they were cultivators from the monster tribes or the alliance, continue to fall in front of them.
This is no ordinary person.
Any one of them is a genius in the real wonderland!
The death of every one is a loss for the Alliance or the Divine Court!
Soon the death toll reached a thousand, like a snowball. As the pressure from the collapse of the Heavenly Dao became stronger and stronger, the death toll soared faster and faster.
Especially after thousands of people died, the pressure and intensity of the collapse of the avenue was like a cultivator breaking through. There was a qualitative transformation, and there was a sudden surge like a fault. The result of this was that he was caught off guard and fell directly. Thousands more cultivators’ souls exploded!
From one thousand people to two thousand people in just an instant!
"Yang An, you must die a happy death!"
"Devil, devil! The Supreme Being will never let you go, never!"
"The Alliance Supreme won't let you go either!"
"You are not a human at all, you are the Nether Clan, the Nether Clan! Only the Nether Clan can be so cold-blooded and indifferent to life! I don't want to die, I don't want to die!"...
At this moment, some cultivators who were still struggling to persevere saw that thousands more cultivators had perished in an instant. They gave up resistance one by one in despair, and roared unwillingly and angrily at Yang An.
"Why……"
Yang An finally stood up, stood still in the void, glanced at the cultivators who had almost all given up on resisting and waited for death, and sighed:
"Do you think I want to kill you? Do you think I am so cruel? Do you think I have such ability? Yes, you think you are right. Hey, he is almost dead. Just scold me. It is best not to be a ghost. Let me go, I will wait for you.
It's so hard for me. I want to do it myself, come one by one, and help me temper them one by one. How good would it be? However, I am afraid that my handsomeness has alarmed God. God loves me so much that she is not willing to let me do it myself.
What makes me even more embarrassed is that the biggest culprit is Colin, who tricked and killed two hundred friends, but the reward from heaven and earth is on my head. Now, you all belong to me. Do you think I want it?
Yes, I want to. Hahaha……
You guys, go in peace!
Give it to me - destroy it! "
At this moment, Yang An was like a god who dominated the heaven and earth. The word "Mie" came out of his mouth, and the sky and the earth became pale!
"boom!"
"Rumble..."
The collapse of the avenue of thousands of cultivators who died instantly appeared at the same time, and they transformed like cultivators, joining the terrifying pressure!
"Everyone in the Ninth City, listen to the order and stay away! The fastest speed, fast, no stop without my order!"
At this moment, Yang An's voice suddenly turned into the sound of Sanskrit, resounding thousands of miles away.
Chen Zhan, Zhou Zhiyang, Ximen Yu and other members of the Ninth City, upon hearing Yang An's order, without thinking, they turned into streamers one by one and moved away as quickly as possible. In fact, before Yang An issued the order, many of them had already started to remind everyone to stay away. Suddenly there were two to three thousand avenue auras. Although it did not start to collapse, everyone knew that thousands more cultivators had died, and they died almost at the same time.
Even if they are thousands of miles apart, the pressure of the collapse of the avenue that they bear will no longer threaten their lives, but if it suddenly doubles and surges, it will still be very dangerous. No one dares to take it lightly.
Coupled with Yang An's commanding reminder, he didn't dare to be careless.
Sure enough, what happened next proved that Yang An's order was correct.
After the surge, an even more terrifying surge followed!
In the core of the city, after the pressure suddenly increased to 2,000 people and the avenue collapsed, it was as if the world was about to be destroyed. No one among all the cultivators could withstand it!
In less than a quarter of an hour, the tens of thousands of enemy troops who came in huge force followed the footsteps of Colin, Ye Tian and other leaders.
Perhaps it was the death of ten thousand true immortals that made the heavens feel the sorrow. In the vision of the endless avenues collapsing, blood rained all over the sky, dyeing the entire city red, and even tens of thousands of miles in radius.
Accompanied by the "woo-woo" sound caused by the arrival of the spiritual energy storm, it was like the wail of heaven and earth.
And it spreads around at an alarming speed.
Ten thousand miles, twenty thousand miles, thirty thousand miles...
One hundred thousand miles, two hundred thousand miles...
Millions of miles!
The visions of heaven and earth coming from the direction of the Ninth City can be sensed within a million miles.
Although I don’t know what exactly happened, the aura of the collapse of the avenue is clearly palpable, and the thick and insoluble aura of death and resentment can be felt by cultivators within a million miles.
It was at this moment that many cultivators in the city were puzzled and shocked, while staring at the tower rankings of the city and their personal Dragon Luck.
Such a terrifying fluctuation of heaven and earth phenomena is definitely much more terrifying than when the fourteenth-ranked city was massacred.
…
"Yang An!"
"Isn't it? Soaring directly to the first place?"
"Colin's name disappeared!"
"Ye Tian's name has also disappeared! And Wang Xiang, and..."
"Oh my god, how is that possible?"
"This, this, this... couldn't have been all killed by Yang An, right?"
"Yang An! The new most powerful genius in the alliance academy, many people say that he may be the unparalleled genius that will never be seen in a century! If Colin, Ye Tian, Wang Xiang and others really killed him, it would be really scary!"
"He was only a first-level true immortal when he stepped into the ruins! Not to mention Ye Tian and Wang Xiang, Colin has definitely been promoted to a fifth-level true immortal! How could he cross the border to the fourth level? In my opinion, it should be a competition in the fierce land where the ruins are inherited The biggest possibility is that there was an accident, Yang An just became the winner by chance!"
"It's not just Colin and the others, many masters have died, many, many! Look at the individual dragon luck, many names have disappeared!"
"Oh my god..."
"Look at the city, it's also updated! Yang Ancheng, third!"
"Yang An has become the official city lord!"
"The Ninth City...what happened in just a few days?"
With the update of the city rankings and personal dragon luck rankings, the entire ruins were boiling over.
Yang An, Yang An City, became the focus of attention for the first time in the entire ruins.
In particular, Yang An's incredible speed soared directly to the first place in the Dragon Luck rankings, pushing the super perverted master Lin Yan, who had always maintained a superb posture, to the second place.
In such a short period of time, there was such a terrifying surge in dragon luck. It was definitely impossible to kill the beast tide. It must have been possible after killing countless cultivators and obtaining the dragon luck from them.
City seventy-six.
In a certain palace in the core area, a flame-like figure sat cross-legged. The entire palace seemed to be shrouded in mysterious and magical flames, making it impossible for people to get close, and was forced back by the terrifying high temperature.
At this moment, outside the palace, a figure was not affected by the flames. It passed through the flame barrier and entered the palace.
"Oh no……"
"Lin Xuan, I told you not to disturb my practice and enlightenment if there is nothing important!"
"Ahem, that's bad, Brother Yan, your number one position has been surpassed by someone else!"
"Huh? So fast? It seems that I still underestimated Yuan Yuan's strength. How much more than me?"
"Not much, no, not...not Yuan Yuan."
"What's the meaning?"
"Yuan Yuan has not surpassed you. He is still far behind you. The one who surpassed you is Yang An, the new strongest genius in the alliance, who is said to have the potential to be an unparalleled genius!"
"It's him?"
Lin Yan's eyes shone with mysterious flame marks, and he frowned with fiery red eyebrows.
Even though his whole body was red at the moment, he didn't look weird at all. He still had an incredible appearance that made Lin Xuan envious, jealous, and regretful. It's a pity that Lin Yan is a boy.
Only Lin Xuan can see such a true appearance.
Except when he was practicing and gaining enlightenment, Lin Yan rarely showed his true form to others in his ultimate fully human form. Because he himself seemed to hate his too soft appearance, which did not fit in with his cold style of killing machine.
"Brother Yan, do you know Yang An?"
"I know, I just didn't expect it."
"You didn't expect it? Brother Yan, what didn't you expect?"
"I didn't expect that he would grow up so fast. However, I will not lose again! The first one will be mine, no matter what!"
"laugh!"
After Lin Yan finished speaking, his figure shot out instantly, like a fiery red streak, passing by and disappearing into the void.
Lin Xuan was left speechless.
Lin Xuan felt puzzled, or inexplicable. How come Lin Yan, who never seems to worry about anyone, feels like he understands Yang An so well? She seemed to know more than he did, and more importantly, what she said puzzled him. Is it possible that the two of them had some interaction?
But it shouldn’t be...
He knew Lin Yan's situation very well, and there was no way he had ever interacted with Yang An.
