Inside the Xiaguang City shrouded in black clouds and howling wind.

It shrouded the sky like a big net, clung to the high walls of buildings, penetrated into the filthy traces in the ground, and began to tremble section by section as if it were alive.

Swell and shrink.

Like a pipeline transporting energy.

Some dirty marks began to crack and fall off, like scabs falling off human skin. However, the dirty marks were reducing, and the sadness, dejection, and desolation that enveloped people's hearts became even worse.

Thick melancholy spreads between the heaven and the earth, and the shadows under the clouds spread their teeth and claws, entangled in the bodies of the awakened ones, the mythical beings.

As cold as a snake and anaconda.

Sadness invades the soul.

In the inner ring of Xiaguang City, where the dirty traces first appeared, the shadow of the claws turned into a sad and strange petal. It was as sad as a dead thing, but also as graceful as a living thing.

In the center of these tens of meters long shadow petals is a gem that is haunted by the wind, sorrow, and death.

——The source of disaster!

With all traces of filth removed, the source of the disaster finally revealed its original appearance!

"It's completely different from the scourge sarcoma deep in the sea of ​​filth. Is this the different effects of different evil gods?"

Fang You looked at it from a distance.

The source of the disaster is not big.

At least, this black flower-shaped disaster source seemed small compared to the extremely huge seven-star evil that almost covered the sky and the sun.

In a physical sense, it is very small.

In a spiritual sense, it is infinitely large, covering the entire sky and earth of Xiaguang City, casting endless shadows.

"Break it apart!"

A myth who had been waiting in the nearby area for a long time gritted his teeth and broke away from the entangled Qixing Guixie.

He took out a special weapon aimed at the source of the disaster, and green and red flames rose up all over his body, and the flames turned into a pair of magnificent wings more than ten meters long.

He flapped his wings, and a stream of green and red light swept across the sky, scattering little sparks.

Holding the spear high, he swung out a blow that would save Xiaguang City and break through all disasters.

One by one, the myths cast their gaze.

With tension, excitement, and anticipation.

Time seemed to have stood still. Qinghong Shinhwa flew towards the source of the disaster, holding his spear high and motionless.

"Pfft——"

Sharp tentacles penetrated the body of the myth.

His lifeless eyes gradually became clear, and there were ripples of struggle in his pupils, but he soon calmed down, and when he loosened his grip, the spear fell from the air.

His body was also swallowed up by the shadow that climbed up.

But before dying, this myth used his last strength to deliver crucial intelligence messages.

——If you get close to this source of disaster, your soul will be greatly affected, and even the myth of the Seven Awakenings will not be able to withstand it, unless there is a secret treasure and secret method that can protect the soul in a targeted manner!

Immediately, the remaining Shinhwa wearing special weapons did not dare to step forward.

They are not afraid of death... If there is a chance in a fight, they are willing to give it a try, but if this desperate method is for nothing, the myths will...

Who is really not afraid of death?

Despite this, there are still myths that are heading toward the source of disaster.

They are relatively powerful, or have the myth of soul-protecting artifacts, claiming that they can barely resist the influence of the Disaster Sarcoma.

Even if they may only have one blow left by then, it will be enough.

With a special weapon, one blow is enough to destroy this source of disaster!

By then, as long as other myths take care of their protection, there will be no danger of falling.

…

Xiaguang City is very large, with a permanent population of over 100 million.

Thanks to the excellent living standards of the Candela Empire and the rune skills that have reached their peak, even ordinary civilians can live in a small villa-like residence.

The best among the six consciousnesses will be qualified to build their own white tower in the city.

Not to mention the noble mythical beings.

With more people, the land is larger, which means that the area covered by Xiaguang City far exceeds that of the international metropolis before the mysterious arrival of Blue Star.

At this time, it was even more covered in filthy marks.

The Shinhwas did not dare to charge headlong, so they could only avoid areas with dense filth marks, and then use special weapons to tear apart some of the sparse filth marks and take a shortcut.

However, everything is strange and evil all around.

Evil blocks the way, and invisible influences shroud the road. The distance that was usually so short has now become extremely far away.

After cutting through the node, Liu Feng looked at his third junior brother Zhou Bao, thinking that with his size and speed, by the time he broke through to the source of the disaster, the day lily would be cold.

He then weighed the weapon in his hand, controlled the flying sword as wide as the door panel, and flew towards the source of the disaster alone.

Golden sword light lingered around him, quickly cutting into pieces the evil spirits it touched.

On his forehead, a green animal mark appeared, and the wind and clouds cheered, paving a road to the sky for him.

He keeps speeding up! Speeding up!

The golden sword light rushed left and right in Xiaguang City, which was shrouded in dark clouds and covered with debris. It left all the Seven Stars and Evils behind.

His speed is far beyond that of ordinary myths.

People can only see a beam of golden light!

As the distance approaches, the impact of invisible influences becomes more and more fierce, constantly hitting the soul like huge waves.

In the sea of ​​​​consciousness, an unfinished picture of mountains and rivers is revealed outside the golden soul, like a barrier in the sky, resisting waves of impacts from the outside world.

Liu Feng was a little depressed.

I could only bite the tip of my tongue and cheer myself up.

The surrounding myths also provided him with support and cover.

There are myths that frequently use their ultimate moves; there are myths that bring out the top energy cannons of the Kandra Empire, and the cannon fire roars, destroying countless evil spirits; there are myths that throw out the secrets, and puppets with mythical combat power appear one after another.

There are many myths about the Candela Empire that are extremely rich.

At this time, when they saw someone fighting desperately and fighting at the forefront, they gritted their teeth and bled.

The Blade of Glory, the Dragon Fang of the Sun, the Wind of the North... different types of mythical puppets appeared one after another, and for a while, they suppressed all the evil spirits.

However, even a puppet without wisdom and soul cannot escape the influence of 'sadness' and 'darkness'.

This is the power of authority.

Rather, because it has no mind and will, the mythical puppet is less resistant to these invisible influences.

But they also bought some time.

Liu Feng, Yu Jian, and the other two powerful myths, quickly approached from different directions, tearing apart the evil wind and evil in front of them.

Soon!

The dawn is right in front of us!

"But, can it really go so smoothly?"

There is a myth I thought dejectedly.

the next moment,

A huge head slowly emerged from the gray mist and swallowed the entire source of disaster.

No, not swallow it.

The source of the disaster does not exist in this world, it is just blocked by the huge head in front of us.

But this block formed a chasm!

"This is an...eight-star disaster-level evil!"

Endless ferocity rushed towards them, and several myths were already trying their best to resist the invisible influence. At this moment, they could not help but shudder when they came face to face with the Eight Stars Guixie.

This is instinct!

They tried their best to restrain themselves.

"This evil spirit has not fully appeared in the world yet. Hurry, we still have a chance!"

Having said that, the huge head, which was hundreds of meters tall, stood in front of them like an indestructible wall.

How can they get past this huge wall and use special weapons to pierce the source of disaster inside?
To be continued...