Chapter 242 The World Moves, Ten Thousand Wolf Valley

This endless forest riot, the ancient cave was born, and almost all the high-level monks of the magic gate participated in it, but they suffered heavy losses, almost shaking the foundation of the magic monks in the western land fairyland. Because there is no common sect leader, the immortals did not participate in it, and only some scattered cultivation and some high-level monks participated in it. The loss is not big.

However, almost all the monks, whether they are retreating, understanding fairy art, or high-level monks who understand heaven and earth, feel the pressure from the direction of the endless forest.

The blood demon was born, and the heavens trembled and the images were full of images. Some old monsters hiding in the immortal world looked side by one after another, but they could not figure out any information. They could only shake their heads and sigh. A catastrophe of the immortal world may be inevitable.

A breath that made heaven and earth tremble, raging in all directions, and the monks woke up one after another and looked heavy. But all this, the monks in the western earth's immortal world felt the deepest. Some monks in the practice period, even the monks in the foundation period, almost breathed under the invisible pressure of terror.

For a moment, the western fairyland was in chaos, and no monk was panicked, as if he was under a dying sight, waiting for this irresistible massacre.

On this day, in the void, the invisible pressure suddenly aggravated three points. The black airflow all over the sky covered the sky and walked in the air. Even the monks with the cultivation of the golden elixir period were also afraid. In the faint, there was a feeling that he was in the golden elixir period, almost half immortal. Monk, but if you touch this layer of black airflow, I'm afraid you will die immediately.

This layer of black airflow is like Tianwei, which makes people afraid to take half a step over the thunder pool!

Cangyun School, on the top of Cangshan Mountain, a slightly old monk is staring motionless in the direction of the distant endless forest. This person exudes a sense of horror that the monk can't avoid.

This person is the founder of the Cangyun School. The Cangyun in the middle of Yuanying made countless low-level monks admire the existence of worship. At this time, Cangyun stood on the top of Cangshan Mountain, but his face showed a shock, and his heart was even more uneasy.

In the realm of the monk in the middle of Cangyun Yuanying, you can naturally see the trace of blood contained in the black airflow in the void, and the energy that shocked countless monks comes from this trace of blood, like a natural barrier, covering this immortal world.

Like a cage, one by one magical monks, they are birds in cages!

"Nalan Zhouyi is really right, but there are 11 or 12 fierce places, and I don't know how many heroes in the immortal world died there. What kind of secret is hidden in the endless forest? There is such a terrible pressure that will not disperse for a long time. Is there any taboo in it?

Facing the direction of the endless forest, Cangyun has a strong fear and a potential crisis from the underworld. This crisis is not aimed at him, but he feels it.

"I don't know where Nalan Zhouyi is? I have left the endless forest. Did Nalan Zhouyi himself enter the depths of the endless forest again, where there are murders everywhere!"

Cangyun is worried. He understands that this time it is not the persuasion of Nalan Zhouyi. He is likely to have been buried in the endless forest, and his Cangyun faction will certainly be carved up by other immortals and broken up!

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At this time, Cangyun's face changed, and the magnificent figure of the immortal Taoist bone standing on the top of Cangshan Mountain. In an instant, the demeanor of immortality disappeared, and Cangyun's body could not withstand the void. The waves of pressure directly rolled down from the top of Cangshan Mountain into its own mountain gate.

"What was this birth to? Is it a peerless murderer who was sealed in ancient times?" Cangyun was shocked. He was a monk in the middle of Yuanying and could not withstand this pressure. It can be imagined how powerful the born figure in the endless forest is.

Cangyun jumped up and his face became extremely gloomy. He didn't expect that he, a top monk in the middle of the Yuanying period, would be crushed down the mountain by a force. If it were ordinary, he would definitely attract the onlookers of other monks, but now there is no one to say one more word, even a look. I didn't look at it.

"Disciples of the Cangyun School, go to the cave of Nirvana quickly. Where is there a natural prohibition that can withstand this terrible pressure!" Cangyun was stunned, his consciousness swept away, and immediately noticed the embarrassment of the disciples of the Cangyun School. At this time, one by one, fell into the inside of the sect, lying on the ground, motionless, with only a pair of eyes turning around, full of horror.

"Master..."

The disciples' eyes lit up, but they couldn't say a word. After a lot of effort, they finally put out a word and turned red.

When did the immortals who flew away almost died alive in order to say a word? How can they bear it!

"I can't move..."

Finally, after a long time, a disciple of the Cangyun School of the Jindan period once again suppressed another unfinished sentence. Cangyun was stunned and suddenly blushed. He was a monk in the middle of Yuanying, so he could resist this pressure. How could this group of monks of the Jindan period resist!

"This.. This.. I will try my best to resist this soaring momentum. Your disciples of the Jindan period will transfer all the disciples of the refining period and the foundation period into the cave of nirvana!"

Cangyun's momentum is magnificent, and Yuanying's mid-term cultivation has been displayed. The low-level disciples slowly moved their muscles and bones, stood up, and sighed at the strength of the ancestors one by one, and were surprised.

"Wow, you little bastards, save people quickly! I can't stand it anymore!"

This delay doesn't matter. Cangyun was almost angry and turned it on. The mid-term power of his Yuanying had unfolded, and he felt a pressure as heavy as Mount Tai. In an instant, he acted on himself and pressed his soul with a trace of solidification. Cangyun was shocked.

But what's more annoying is that this group of disappointing disciples actually compliment themselves as if nothing had happened. If it hadn't been for this momentum, Cangyun would really kick off his disciple.

"Why do you usually look so pleasing disciples so disappointing today!" The blue veins burst out on Cangyun's face, and bean-sized sweat poured down. His mind turned sharply and sighed secretly.

After a while, all the low-level monks of the Cangyun Sect entered the cave of Nirvana. Since Wu Nian and Zhou Ruoyun walked out of here last time, there has been no more endless demons in the cave of Nirvana, and there is no sacred nirvana atmosphere. Now it is only a cave, but it has actually retained one Natural prohibition of silk isolation.

Cangyun breathed a tired breath, looking at the golden light in the endless forest, the blood in the sky, and the sudden change of wind and clouds. The moonlight changed rapidly, and his face was uncertain.

"Hey!"

Cangyun sighed and was about to leave. Suddenly, a sword shadow covering the sky was in all directions. For a moment, there was a sword shadow everywhere in the sky and underground. A sword body that penetrated the sky and the earth pressed down fiercely.

"What kind of evil is this?"

The shadow of the sword rushed to the sky, and the terrible aftershocks, in an instant, drew a mysterious crazy trajectory, destroying it, separating the barrier of heaven and earth, and earth seemed to be divided into two.

The frightened eyes of the clouds are full of fear. Although immortals can move mountains to fill the sea, what kind of mountain is it? What kind of sea is it? How can it be compared with one millionth of the aftershocks of this sword shadow!

At this time, the eyes of the clouds are wonderful. Although they are still shocked and fearful, they are mixed with inexplicable excitement. This is the power of high-level monks, the real moving mountains and filling the sea.

A screen that covers the sky and the sun, and the sword shadow of the sword to the sky, divides the western earth to cultivate immortals into two. A path of heaven runs through the whole world of immortal cultivation.

"Evil, evil!"

Cangyun muttered to himself with a face. Then he fell to the ground with a bang and did not move. The monk of Mr. He was so scared that he fainted.

At the same time, in the Penglai Fairyland, which is hundreds of millions of miles away, all the old monsters, their eyes flashed and looked at the endless forest, which was solemn. In one of the golden and slightly ferocious classical hall, an inconspicuous old man, in his turbid eyes, suddenly flashed with a flash of light, from a white-haired drooping old man to a blonde powerful monk, muttering to himself.

"What kind of evil is this? Is there any secret in the declining world of Western soil cultivation of immortals?

At the same time, a panicked voice occurred in the hall.

"Ancestor, ancestor!" The person who came is the head of the whole Penglai Fairyland Xianlaifeng faction, Xianpin!

"What's the matter?" The blonde old man instantly turned back to the old man with turbid eyes, and his body seemed to be rotten and full of wrinkles.

"Ancestor, last time, a dense forest in the Westland Immortal Cultivation World was called Endless Forest. Wujizi was calculated. There will be a huge change there, saying that there will be an anti-sky fairy fate. In consideration of the inheritance of our Xianlaifeng disciples, I specially sent Peng Xian and other monks with infinite potential to visit, no Thinking that this time, the whole army was wiped out, and the life cards of all the disciples were broken! Please punish the ancestors!" Xian pinch knelt on the ground and said secretly. The old man has been holding his back to the immortal pinch. The ancient well has no waves, unmoved, and silent for a moment.

"Oh, you did the right thing. What's wrong! This sudden change, Peng Xian suffered a disaster, which was also his destiny. However, this time the peerless demon is born, and this immortal world will not be calm. It is time to prepare for constant change and face this crisis. Go down!"

The old man sighed gently, looked at the endless void, and was stunned.

"Yes, ancestor!"

"What? Did all the disciples of Beiyu die?

"Yes, suzerain!"

"It seems that this western earth immortal world is also a crouching tiger and hidden dragon. This time, I don't know what kind of old antique it was born with a vision of heaven and earth. This pressure alone is also several times stronger than the power of the monks of the Mahayana period. What kind of existence is it!" In the Northern Underworld, the Lord of the Temple of Gods and Demons, standing on the hall of the Gods and Demons, people can see that there is a matter of worship and service to all people. At this time, he frowned and looked at the direction of the endless forest, which was uncertain.

"This is weird. God and Demon Hall, God and Demon's behavior, search for strange things in the western earth to cultivate immortals!"

"Yes, Lord!"

Dongsheng's situation was not calm. More than a dozen strong disciples in the later stage of the combination were most likely to reach the disaster period and become disciples of powerful monks, and were killed by all the strange monks.

Which sect can afford such a big loss, but there is no sect and raises any doubts. The East Ascension, the Northern Underworld, Penglai Fairyland, and those great monks who are all over the world are also silent, just staring at the endless Xitu Cultivation Fairyland, hundreds of millions of miles away. Forest.

But at the moment when all the eyes were intertwined and wanted to find out, the gloom of the sky, the power and the terrible momentum disappeared in an instant, and for a moment, the wind and waves were calm and clear.

The monks were stunned, puzzled, doubted, curious... This came one after another, but no one noticed that at the junction of Penglai Fairyland and the Westland Fairyland, Wanlang Mountain, which was deterred by low-level monks, suddenly shook the whole Wanlang Valley.

A human-shaped figure hit the depths of the Wolf Valley heavily, rolled up layers of dust and fog, and a big pit underneath, which was shocking.