Lu Li didn't know what Yu Wenwen meant by changing the sky, but at this moment his heart was beating very hard, he nodded without hesitation, and immediately ran towards the south.
He could run so fast that Yu Wenwen couldn't see his back.
But Lu Li didn't do this. He tried his best to let the other person keep up with him, because he always felt that "this guy is not simple". With the other person by his side, it was like there was an extra guiding light.
Yu Wenwen was very tired, but he did not dare to stop. While running desperately, the low-grade spiritual stones in his hands became dim one after another. After discarding them, he took out new spiritual stones and held them in his hands.
His heart was beating faster and faster, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
Finally escaping from the range of Feng Moyuan, he couldn't help but look back. It was this look that made him feel terrified and he screamed: Run quickly——!
Lu Li heard the voice and knew that the other party must have seen something terrible. While running, he couldn't help but look back. At this glance, his pupils suddenly shrank.
It was a pitch-black arm that was dozens of miles high, standing upright in the Demon-Sealing Abyss like a giant pillar. The arm was filled with black air, and the rippling hair was two to three feet long.
At the top of the Optimus Pillar, the five pointed fingers were like steel, and the sharp nails several feet long shimmered like magic blades.
As the giant hand stood upright, the monstrous black energy began to spread outward.
In the middle of the grass, those disciples from various sects who had not had time to evacuate were instantly shrouded in black energy. They lay on the ground holding their necks and rolling around, howling in pain. Within a moment, they turned into mummies one after another!
The major sects were horrified and ran wildly with their weapons.
boom!
The dark arms seemed to have eyes, and they snapped at the sky as several foundation-building masters ran wildly in one direction.
The speed of several foundation-building monks was not slow, but the moment the giant hand took the shot, they seemed to be restrained and unable to move. They could only watch the giant palm with a radius of several miles crushing them. Come until you lose consciousness.
With one palm strike, the earth shattered into pieces, and the eight foundation-building masters were directly beaten into pulp, and then quickly melted into the black palm.
The black air was a little more intense.
Seeing this scene, the rest of the foundation-building masters felt their scalps numb, and the people who were originally running in one direction dispersed to avoid becoming targets.
"Jie Jie Jie... even one of us can't leave."
A frightening and strange smile came from the dark arm. With a slight jump, he was already dozens of miles away. Then he swept across the air and grabbed Li Xuanyang in his hand.
"Rare..."
Poof, before Li Xuanyang could finish his words, he was crushed into a pulp. After a moment, it turned into ash, which floated down from the black hand. In the middle of the foundation building, a leader of the sect was pinched like an ant. died.
This scene directly caused the soul of Yan An, the headmaster of Xuanjian Sect, who was not far away, to die, and his heart was filled with sadness and despair.
However, soon he no longer had so many emotions, because after absorbing Li Xuanyang's flesh and blood, the black hand jumped up again and grabbed him in his hand.
The Ten Thousand Mile Sealing Demon Abyss, on this day, directly turned into a human purgatory. There were shriveled and horrific corpses everywhere. The few monks who were lucky enough to escape were either crazy or sluggish, and they completely lost their appearance when they first entered the Sealing Demon Abyss. High-spirited.
Fortunately, those foundation-building masters flying in the sky seemed to be able to attract the attention of the demon hand, which allowed them to breathe.
Boom!
Another palm fell, and the hundred-foot high peak was directly flattened. The three Demon Sect foundation-building masters attracted the attention of the black hand because they were too close, and they became the dead souls under the palm without any resistance.
The feeling of being watched made Qin Feng's hair stand on end as he ran so fast. He turned around mechanically and looked at the giant hand raised high behind him, with a trace of regret in his eyes.
That's right, he is no longer afraid of death, he is just a little regretful.
His daughter was still alive, but unfortunately it was only a brief glimpse and would never be seen again.
He slowly closed his eyes, waiting for death to come.
However, he waited for a long time and did not wait. In his opinion, it should be considered a long time, because this black hand never hesitates to kill, and almost every killing is completed in an instant.
So, he slowly opened his eyes again and looked at the black hand standing motionless in front of him. He found that the other person seemed to be watching him. While he was puzzled, he seemed to see a glimmer of hope. He quickly saluted respectfully. He said something he had never said before: "Senior, spare my life!"
Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die yet.
The demonic energy around the black hand flickered, and then a cold voice came, "Trash, get out!"
After saying that, he slapped his hand casually, and Qin Feng turned into a small black dot and flew back like a kite with its string broken.
"Jie Jie, I have finally come out, Xuantian, wait and see the anger of my return! Ho ho ho..."
The black air around the giant hand surged, and he jumped up while laughing wildly. He jumped dozens of miles away with a loud sound, jumped down one after another, and soon he was out of the range of Feng Mo Abyss.
In the land of Lingzhou, disaster suddenly occurred.
Wherever the giant hand passed, black energy surged into the sky. The ground swept by the black energy turned yellow and withered, and corpses were everywhere. Whether they were monsters in the mountains or ordinary people, no one was spared their flesh and blood.
The sky seemed to have darkened with the appearance of the black hand, and heavy rain poured down. The people in an ancient city were running around in despair in the rain. The black hand falling from time to time above the ancient city made them scream again and again.
The rain was mixed with blood, and the pungent smell flowed in the streets and alleys. The flying building debris pierced the bodies of the people who had no time to dodge. They fell unwillingly on the long street, splashing a large pool of scarlet blood.
"Gods, please show your spirit and save us..." At the door of the cabin, a woman with a baby in her arms knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately, trying to beg the gods in the mountains to help.
"I beg the gods to appear, drive away this devil, and restore peace to our Lingzhou City..." The sad and angry city lord knelt down in the rain outside the main hall, looking up to the sky and shouting.
"The gods will appear quickly, poof...!"
"..."
In every corner of Lingzhou City, desperate people still have illusions about the hidden immortals. Little do they know that these immortals have already met the King of Hell first.
Jushou seemed to enjoy this scene very much. While taking the picture, he laughed wildly: "Despair, scream, God can't help you, just die... Hahaha... "
In a short time, a prosperous ancient city with a population of hundreds of thousands was left with only ruins and countless shriveled corpses soaked in the rain, which looked particularly sad.
The rain is still falling.
Black Hand did not stop, roaring and leaping towards the next ancient city...
