He rushed towards the ghost fog.

His Taoist robe was fluttering, his body was thin, but he was extremely majestic.

"Buzz--"

Suddenly, a beam of light rose into the sky in the Chongxu Tower!

Chongxuzi felt something, and the big and small sounds were like rolling thunder, resounding in the dark night sky!

"The old Taoist has finally received your recognition! Hahaha--The flag is here!"

The beam of light crossed the central domain and fell into Chongxuzi's hand, turning into a mottled ancient flag.

The flag is slightly broken, but the character Chu exudes endless sharpness.

Chong Xuzi held the Chu flag in his hand and rushed into the ghost fog tide. He swung suddenly, and most of the ghost fog tide shattered!

Chu flag is refined by Chu Tianming, and it has a decisive effect on the ghost fog!

More than half of the ghosts were killed or injured in a tide of ghost mist. A murderous ray of light flashed in the deep Taoist shaping realm Xuyan's eyes. He waved a sickle-shaped weapon and killed Chong Xuzi.

...

On this day, caught off guard by the powerful men of the Great Wilderness, endless ghosts poured into the Central Domain, and the dark aura swallowed the sky of the Central Domain on the spot. One-fifth of the Great Wilderness field fell into long-term darkness!

Xu Qingqian, who broke the ancient starry sky road and the gateway of the Great Wilderness, put countless ghost fog tides that had been prepared at the other end into the Great Wilderness, and started the fourth Black Stone Sea Rebellion!

Darkness came, and the news spread throughout the wilderness within one day. The next day, Forty-Nine Stars also received the news, and the entire Mixed Cultivation Realm fell into a tense atmosphere.

On the same day, the ghost fog tide penetrated the boundary walls of the five domains and spread to the entire central continent of the Great Wilderness.

On the third day, signs of ghost fog tide appeared in the Star Dust Sea of ​​Great Wilderness. The Star Dust Sea sects responded. The owner of Pingxiao Palace, "Huang Xuan", also fought his own life and held the Chu flag in his hand and rushed into the Ghost fog tide.

...

"You stay at home and don't go out!" Qi Tiange said to Qi Wan'er seriously. Everyone in the Qi family retreated into the ancestral land and survived with the protection of the ancestral formation.

The rest of the Qi family's family's property was destroyed by the tide of ghost fog.

Faced with the ghost fog tide, Qi Tiange, who built a platform, firmly took the step forward against all tribe members.

"No! If you go, I will go too! I will go to fight ghosts too!" Qi Wan'er shouted.

"Nothing!" Qi Tiange stopped sternly, "As the head of the Qi family today, I prohibit you from leaving your ancestral land!"

She put her hands on Qi Wan'er's shoulders, and her stern eyes showed a gentle look, "Protect yourself well, Wan'er."

"Sister! Don't go!" Qi Wan'er chased after him, but was pushed back by Qi Tiange.

"Wan'er, look at it carefully. My sister is not going to die!"

She rushed out of the formation of the ancestral land, and in an instant, the ghost fog tide rushed directly.

Qi Wan'er covered her mouth with her hands, tears gushed out of her eyes, and she couldn't scream in horror.

The next moment, countless rays of light burst out from the ghost fog tide, which was a light that could not be obscured by dark clouds.

Light comes from Chu Banner.

In the light, Qi Tiange held the Chu flag to see the cultivation level of the platform building and entered the ghost fog tide.

As soon as she rode, a light appeared on her body. In the light, there was a vague figure of Qi Bamen pushing the ghost fog tide...

...

In a village somewhere in the Great Wilderness, people who were not in the world did not embark on the path of cultivation, lived a life of birth, old age, sickness and death, and had dozens of years of life. Suddenly, a tide of ghosts surged, taking away everyone's lives.

A villager who went out to hunt was lucky enough to escape the disaster. When he returned, he howled to the sky and shed two lines of blood and tears.

He held a wooden bow and a spear in his hand, pursued the enemy who slaughtered the village, and finally resolutely broke into the ghost fog tide. He had no cultivation, but the death of his tribe members made him realize a kind of extramarital magic of pure killing.

He killed a low-level ghost fog tide alone, and then collapsed on the ground with exhaustion.

When he woke up, he was surrounded by countless ghosts, but none of the ghosts dared to kill him.

He suddenly found that there was an ancient flag next to him at some point.

He recognized this flag, which was the flag in their village, and it is said to have been passed down from generation to generation, symbolizing glory and glory.

He held the flag and killed the ghosts.

...

The two tribes are fighting, and the tribes of both sides are constantly using Taoist techniques to fight each other, and they are extremely fierce.

Suddenly, a tide of ghost mist surged, destroying everything they saw without discrimination.

The two major tribes instantly let go of their ancestors’ grievances and worked together to fight the ghost fog tide.

...

The Si family's blood flowed into a river, and the corpses of the tribe were spread all over the floor, and the ghost fog was wiped out. Si Zimo was carrying the Chu flag on his back, holding an iron sword in his hand, standing between the sea of ​​blood, with a expressionless face.

It rained heavily on the ground, but Si Zimo's heart became colder and colder.

"In this life, I will surely kill the ghost fog tide!"

The boy roared in a rainy night, and blood and tears were almost dry.

...

Darkness comes, and countless places are tragic songs of life and death, how many people are displaced, how many people have lost their closest relatives and flesh... Under the darkness, everything is left besides rampant and destruction.

The Great Wilderness fell into the long night, and darkness became the permanent traveler in this world.

...

Somewhere in the Great Wilderness, a green light penetrated the sky and annihilated some ghosts on the spot.

The monks who were constantly fighting looked at him and saw a young man killing ghosts while signing up, "Zhou Tiannan is here! Friends, get closer to me!"

He condensed his hand and shot out a wooden dragon. As the wooden dragon slammed the ghosts, countless green light spots flew out. The light spots fell into the monks, bringing magnificent vitality and quickly healing some of their injuries.

"Wood monk!"

"Langya Star Lord Fellow Daoist Zhou Tiannan?!"

"Very good!"

...

On the other side of the Great Wilderness, the butcher stepped on the star marks and hit the ground with one punch. Ninety-nine waves stacked, and most of the low-level ghost fog tide was destroyed on the spot.

"The butcher is here! Come and support! You all get closer to me!"

...

Great desert, somewhere.

An old figure stepped on the earth.

He was wearing a coarse linen, with a calm expression, neither sad nor happy.

Facing the ghost fog tide, he stepped out in one step, swaying like light, and a ghost fog tide was wiped out.

He came into the air and punched out, and another large area of ​​light surged out, and most of the ghosts were killed as if they were nemesis.

Xu Yan, deep in the ghost fog tide, came out and killed him.

Facing Xu Yan, his eyes fluctuated for a moment.

Immediately, billions of light rose up all over my body and shot out 100,000 fists. Each fist was chaotic, but it was orderly.

He stood with Xu Yan, no matter how good he was, but Xu Yan had the help of ghosts and complement each other, and the power of darkness was endless and the endurance was far beyond his.

He was not afraid, and he still fought, and became more and more brave as he fought, and eventually destroyed Xu Yan and the ghost fog tide with one punch.

He looked at the gap in the gate and his eyes fell on Xu Qingqian. From beginning to end, Xu Qingqian never crossed the gap and left the Great Wilderness.

He shook his light, rushed up and came to Xu Qingqian.
Chapter completed!