Not far away, the demonic cloud rolled, and there was a faint roar coming from the demonic cloud, which was breathtaking. Under the demonic cloud, countless cultivators fled in all directions like crazy demons.
It was so crazy to snatch the Heaven-Shaking Art at first, but now it's so cruel to escape.
No one who passed by the magic cloud survived, they were all turned into flying ashes. The essences and spirits of countless monks were sucked into the magic cloud. As more and more monks' essences and spirits poured in, the magic cloud expanded faster. It is also more terrifying.
"Run away!"
Screams continued to sound.
"Why, why do you have to wait until the time is up?"
Countless cultivators were desperate and came in to seize the opportunity. They were also mentally prepared to encounter disaster, but now, facing such a strange way of death, even the strongest hearts were frightened.
All the cultivators ran around frantically without risking their lives, but unfortunately, upon closer inspection, no one could escape.
The demonic cloud above rolled, became more and more solid, and finally converged into a pitch-black magic word more than ten feet in size. The demonic energy rose, making people despair.
"Is it...a demon?" Before dying, a cultivator turned around and looked at the magic words above with a look of despair.
"It's that race that is rumored to have disappeared...run away..." The screams became even louder, and many ascetics even threw their companions in front of them at the back in order to be able to resist for a moment.
"Hurry, we will be out of the area covered by the demonic cloud soon!" A cultivator glanced at the demonic cloud above, and a ray of light appeared in his heart.
"Uh..." As soon as he finished speaking, a jet-black silk thread instantly pierced it. The black thread trembled slightly, and the pierced monks below struggled to be lifted up and slowly walked away towards the magic word.
"Damn, what kind of monster is this?" Such a scene made many monks even more desperate. The black silk was too fast, and even if they escaped from the area covered by the magic words, it would be useless.
"No..." There was a scream, and the figures were pierced by black threads one after another.
The black thread seems to be only as thick as a silver needle, and it appears in an instant. Who would have thought that this inconspicuous thread is currently harvesting the younger generation of monks in the Central Region. The weak ones have all reached the Spirit King realm, among which There are also many powerful people in the Spirit Emperor Realm. Even they are still unable to stop him.
"magic……"
"The Lu family..."
"You must die a good death!"
All kinds of screams, roars, and curses resounded in the air, and then, even voices came from the magic words. The dark magic words squirmed, and even struggling ferocious faces could be seen emerging. Many faces Crowded together, faces were squeezed until they exploded, condensed again, exploded again, repeated again and again, as if they were going through reincarnations, it was very scary. .
"Damn it, Qingrong, what kind of existence did you provoke?" Sensing something unusual behind him, Xuanshan just looked back and was so frightened that he almost stumbled and fell to the ground.
"Shut up and run away!" Qingrong shouted angrily. He felt extremely aggrieved and tightened the jade slip in his hand. "If it doesn't work, hand over the Heaven-shaking Art!"
"Are you crazy?" Zhu Xuanjiao shouted. They were sleeping in the ancestral land of the Lu family. Their cultivation had stagnated for many years, and the gap between them and their younger contemporaries had narrowed. If they returned without success, they would not receive any reward from the sect. , they will probably have to be at the bottom for the rest of their lives.
"I'm crazy, can't I wait to die?" Qingrong shouted angrily, his handprints changed, and the sword above his head suddenly slashed out, cutting open a black silk thread that came instantly.
"Go ahead, kill all the holy soldiers!" Xuanshan looked gloomy.
The four of them carried four low-grade holy weapons in their hands. Although their cultivation was not enough and they could not exert the power that the holy weapons should have, they had never encountered such a terrifying scene since they entered the ancestral land.
The four of them increased their speed to the extreme. Fortunately, this area was wide enough, otherwise Qingrong and others would have been crying without tears.
"Hao Su, stop for me!" Qingrong shouted angrily when he saw a figure in the crowd of monks escaping quickly in front of him.
"I'm sick, are you standing here waiting to die?" Hao Su also looked depressed, and ran away after throwing away the Heaven-Shaking Art. No one else is lucky enough to encounter this.
"I'll kill you!" Qingrong roared angrily, holding the sword above his head.
Cracked down with a bang. ..
"If you have the guts, take action, or the odds are against you!" Hao Su was also fierce, with the Thousand Sky Cone's light flowing in his hand, ready to fight to the death.
"You..." Anger rose in Qingrong's heart, but there was nothing he could do. If he took action now, all five of them would have to stay here.
"Get over here!" Xuanshan said suddenly.
Hearing this, Hao Su smiled and rushed toward the Four Saints formation.
"Xuanshan, you guys..." Qingrong and the other three were stunned, their speed did not slow down, and they looked at the two of them with strange expressions.
"I'm his little fanboy!" Hao Su entered the Four Saints' formation with a smile on his face, not caring about Zhu Xuan and others who were filled with murderous intent.
"He competed with me on defense. After being beaten by me, he cried for father and mother, and called me big brother!" Xuanshan patted his chest nonchalantly, with a proud look on his face.
After all, in the ancestral land of the Lu family, Hao Su's cultivation level was already at the upper limit. Holding a holy weapon, it was shocking enough to be able to follow him with such combat power.
"I..." Qingrong looked depressed. He even dreamed of killing Hao Su. This boy was too wicked. He relied on the holy weapon in his hand to use some power of time and space, so he often attacked him when he was sleeping. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to kill him. It was impossible to beat Lu Chen with a few shots.
"Stop fucking staring at me, are you here to eat for free?" Qingrong roared angrily and glared at Hao Su, who was surrounded by the Four Saints' formation.
"Hey, boss, don't be angry. I didn't kill the four of you when you were sleeping, otherwise..."
"Shut up!" Four roars sounded at the same time, scaring Hao Su into hastily shutting up. After all, it was an unbearable past event that the four of them did not want to mention. With a flick of his finger, the Thousand Sky Cone in his hand spun rapidly, and a wave of energy enveloped everyone at a rapid speed. Soaring again.
Time passed, less than an hour, and the screams became more and more rare. In the end, there were only a few sounds. Looking above, the dark magic words were more than a hundred feet long, which was extremely terrifying.
"Fuck, you're all dead!" Hao Su's throat rolled, his voice trembled, and he couldn't help but speak.
"If we don't run away, we will all die!" Qingrong also looked horrified, feeling helpless in his heart. He looked back at Hao Su and really wanted to kill this kid.
"If it hadn't been for your sneak attack, there would have been a lot of lurkers coming in last time. There's no way we could have had a chance of survival if we worked together!"
When mentioning this matter, Hao Su also looked helpless. Who would have thought that such a change would occur when the Lu family's ancestral land was destroyed. He himself wanted to slap himself a few times.
"Where are the girls Shui Wuying?" Qingrong suddenly said.
"Hmph, that girl's escape skills are top-notch. When she was sleeping, I used the Thousand Sky Cone to still let her escape several times. Otherwise, she would have become my junior brother's woman long ago!" Hao Su was also amazed at Shui Wuying's methods. Now, Only a few people survived the last time they entered the Lu family's ancestral land.
In addition to the newcomers entering this time, various sieges, and explorations, the strongest people who appeared here were only the six of them. As for whether there was anything hidden in the secret, they didn't know.
"Why do I feel something is wrong?" Hao Su suddenly said.
After hearing this, several people followed Hao Su's gaze and saw that in the distance, the river was rushing, and on the waves, a graceful figure looked back from time to time, with a look of shock on his face.
"Have you opened your crow's mouth?" Qingrong and the other four were also stunned. As soon as they mentioned Shui Wuying, Shui Wuying appeared.
"Did you mention me just now?" Hao Su couldn't help but ask.
Hearing this, the four of them also noticed something unusual and nodded with strange expressions.
"This..." The five of them were frightened. If this continued, no matter which direction they fled, it would be a dead end, and they would all converge in one place.
"Shui Wuying!" Qingrong shouted. Not far away, Shui Wuying hurriedly turned around when he heard the words. He was also stunned when he saw Hao Su.
The six people gathered together. Shui Wuying stared at Hao Su for a moment. Before she could speak, Hao Su scratched his head and said, "Water Fairy, I'm sorry about Shen Mian!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Hao Su shuddered and felt murderous eyes staring at him, and he hurriedly shut up, not daring to speak any more.
"Shut up!" Shui Wuying shouted. Seeing that Hao Su actually stopped talking, he took a deep breath and said, "Zou Qing is dead, why are you still following him?
What? "
Sensing the murderous gaze, even Hao Su shuddered, "Fairy misunderstood, I am running in the opposite direction to you. Who knows..."...
Hao Su looked surprised. Hearing this, Shui Wuying also frowned. She naturally knew that the two escape routes were different. They were almost in two completely opposite directions. They unexpectedly met at this moment. She was puzzled.
"It's not just you, the four of us and Hao Su are also like this. This guy dumped the Heaven-shaking Jue on me to make me take the blame, and finally we got together!" When Qingrong mentioned the Heaven-shaking Jue, he glared at Hao Su fiercely again. .
"What to do next?" Shui Wuying asked anxiously. She was escaping all the way, which consumed a lot of energy and she couldn't hold on for long.
boom!
boom!
The moment the six people were talking, several black threads fell from the sky, and the entire Four Saints formation trembled. If it weren't for the blessings of Hao Su and Shui Wuying, this blow would probably be able to kill those who had not activated the four holy weapons. The formation was destroyed.
"You're so fucking crazy!" Qingrong cursed angrily, feeling extremely aggrieved. He couldn't fight and had no choice but to run away. But for a moment, his hair stood on end, and he felt that the surroundings seemed too quiet, so quiet that it was scary.
Suddenly turning around and looking around, the six of them were completely frightened. There were countless cultivators in the Central Region, and the younger generation who broke in looked dead at this moment. There was no one around.
There were only a few figures in the distance who were still running wildly and standing still, still maintaining the posture before death, and even the fear on their faces had not dissipated.
"Death...death!" Bai Tian's throat rolled, with a look of horror on his face.
"I can't escape!" Shui Wuying also had a look of despair. Knowing the outcome, she looked relaxed. The previous escape had made her exhausted. She had been lurking in the Lu family's ancestral land for many years, and even her character had changed a lot. .
Over the years, the only thing she has done is to try every means to survive, but in the end, she still cannot escape the trajectory of fate.
