The old man's face moved slightly, and he was silent for a long time, but he still said, "But this is Kunlun's thousands of years of foundation. Will you bear to be ruined like this?"

The head of Kunlun looked at him with a calm expression and said, "If you want to stop it, go and stop it..."

The old man's eyes flashed brightly and he said, "It's the head."

After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and galloped towards the ninth peak.

The head of Kunlun sat cross-legged on the flames, looked at his back, shook his head secretly, and then closed his eyes and meditated.

The man in black who had just stepped onto the ninth peak suddenly looked up and looked south. Then a smile appeared on his face and said, "At last there is a big man."

The old man appeared in the air with a crutch, looking at the man in black indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "The head teacher hopes you can stop at the right time."

The man in black raised his lips slightly and looked at him and said, "I bet, this is definitely not what he meant."

When the old man heard this, his heart suddenly sank and thought of some possibility, but he immediately sneered, let go of his cultivation and said, "Do you think you are my opponent just now?"

The man in black smiled and said, "You haven't entered that level and will never understand what a true invincible power is."

The old man sneered more and more. He had been in the late stage of Qi transformation for hundreds of years. In this Dharma-Ending Age, he can be said to be the top existence. His invincible belief has long been rooted in his heart. Looking at the leader of the monk who had just been born, he said in a cold voice: "Then I'll try to leave some of your cultivation."

After the old man finished speaking, he suddenly stepped forward, setting the void of time and the dark clouds rolled, and the heaven and earth changed drastically. To his level, every move could shock the earth and change the laws of heaven and earth.

The man in black looked at him, smiled and shook his head, and said softly: "Time is tight, otherwise he will seriously guide you."

After he finished speaking, he suddenly reached forward and the old man who was stroking suddenly shook his body. He was instantly fixed there, unable to move at all, and he could not break free from it if he could use his means.

The old man's eyes flashed with horror, remembering the words of the man in black just now, and also remembering the head's true intention, and a look of sadness and anger appeared on his face.

"Not bad." The old man's anger didn't last long. The man in black opened his mouth and swallowed him.

The man in black tasted it for a while, and his breath became more and more erratic. He actually felt a little out of dust. He looked up at Kunlun Tenth Peak, smiled at the corner of his mouth, and walked over.

The man in black swallowed all the twelve peaks of Kunlun, but did not reach the top of Kunlun, but passed by and stood in the sky above the south. He suddenly opened his mouth. All cultivators with some cultivation were sucked into the air and fell into his mouth.

"We Moshan is not easy to bully, even if you are the ancestral demon!" On a desert hill, an old man shouted loudly, wearing a silver battle suit and holding a golden staff. As soon as he inserted it, the wind and clouds surging, and the wild sand filled the sky, covering the sky, fighting against the spreading black fog.

"Does anyone tell you that your ancestors are actually half of my disciples?" The black mist turned into a face occupying half of the sky, and its voice was cold and piercing people's hearts and lungs. Some powerful people in the early stage of Qi transformation were even more confused and their expressions became dull after hearing this.

"Don't talk nonsense!" The elder of the Moshan small world shouted angrily, shaking the clan members, and at the same time turning the formation to strangle the demon.

"Hehe..." Suddenly, the black-faced laughter spread every inch in the sky and the ground, and the cold cold penetrated everyone's mind.

The old man who presided over the formation suddenly opened his eyes wide. Before he could call for help, he was instantly swallowed by the black fog.

With this as the center, the huge desert mountain slowly turned into a demonic land. The dark demonic energy was like a tide, devouring all things, and no creature could escape.

The black fog surged, slowly condensed a tall human form, which was incomplete, and the black fog was trembling and difficult to stabilize. The yin aura was heard, and the voice was cold and terrifying. "The progress was a little slow, I have to speed up a little."

After saying that, it suddenly turned into black fog and exploded, rushing outside at a rapid speed.

"Next, Snow Mountain!"

The black fog rushed out of the desert mountains and rushed towards the snow-capped mountains at a rapid speed.

The Snow Mountain Hall was crowded with people. They had already heard the news, and they all looked solemn, and the depressing atmosphere in the hall made people breathless.

"You should leave or stay, tell me." An old man spoke indifferently like an ice sculpture.

Above the hall, a woman was floating in shape and looked down at the bottom.

Including Qin Yun, almost all the high-level buildings of the Snow Mountain are here. No one is sure to deal with the Ancestral Demons, but the Snow Mountain is their foundation after all, so how can they be easily discarded?

"Master, I think we must stay. The Ancestral Demon has just broken the seal and is definitely not strong. We may not be able to fight!" The Lord of the Sword God Temple spoke, and his voice was filled with force, shaking the hall.

"We'll stay, too." The Lord of the Fire Palace also spoke, covered in flames, extremely violent.

"Sect Master, discover the traces of the ancestral demon!" A voice suddenly came to the hall. This was the secret whistle they set up, and was informing them with secret techniques.

Everyone looked at the woman above, and many people guessed that this woman was actually their founder, but no one could confirm it.

"Let's go." The woman above said softly, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, extremely cold, which made everyone present feel chilled.

No one refuted that the leader's cultivation has already reached the sky and earth. Since she wants to retreat, it proves that they really have no power to fight.

The snow mountain roared and the ancient ancestral formation turned, and bursts of light flashed. The disciples and disciples of the snow mountain who had already gathered disappeared from the snow mountain, not knowing where they were teleported.

"It actually ran away..." Not long after the ancestral formation destroyed itself, black fog rushed into the snow-capped mountains and swept across, and a sneer came from the void: "But where can you go? When this demon recovers, no one in the sky or underground can escape from the palm of my demon's palm!"

In just one day, it was a tragedy in the ancient martial arts world, and even the entire human world. It was the leader of the cultivation world thousands of years ago, and the ancestor demons who had been sealed for countless tens of thousands of years, and countless monks were poisoned. Some strong men were captured and swallowed even if they were forced to go through the depths of the endless void, and the world was shattered.

In the small Banshan, Dragon Guardian and some hidden forces all closed their doors to isolate the outside world.

The two demons did not step into their places, and quickly devoured the monks in the ancient martial arts world and restored their sealed cultivation.

The Xuejian Gate was naturally extremely nervous and destroyed the entrance of the cave. Even so, the formation of the mountain gate was wide open and the formation was ready.

The underground secret room of the main building of the door.

Nie Fan swallowed the Five Elements Beast Pill and sat cross-legged on the cushion. The God-Taiwan Tower above his head became more and more ancient, and it seemed that it had recovered a lot. Gugu's breath of life fell on Nie Fan's head.

Nie Fan's aura continued to increase, and he no longer knew what realm he had reached. He was silent in this state and knew nothing about the outside world.

I don’t know how long it took, but Nie Fan suddenly raised his head with some emotion, his eyes shone brightly, and his breath rolled, shaking violently the entire main building.

Yang Xuening flew out of the main building, and looked down at the main building with a strange look on her pretty face.

Nie Fan opened his eyes and instantly felt his cultivation level. His expression showed a look of surprise, but then he let out a secret breath and said to himself: "The foundation is still too bad, otherwise he might be able to condense the golden elixir directly."

The peak of foundation building!

Because of the help of the Qi Shen Tutu, Nie Fan, who can only impact the middle stage of foundation building, has even been promoted to the peak of foundation building!

Nie Fan sighed in dissatisfaction, but he soon woke up, recalled the strange feeling just now, looked up at the Fengshen Tower, and said, "Has the Lord of Kunlun been born?"

"Well, the Barbarian King has also been born." The Temple of the Gods became more and more outdated, as if it was returning to the original and return to the original, and the spirit of the artifact was gradually mature, as if it was about to return to the original and return to the original.

Nie Fan was silent after hearing this, and said for a long time, "What do she want to say?"

Fengshen Tower was slightly shocked when he heard this, and then said, "She said this battle requires me."

Nie Fan's expression turned slightly cold. He looked at the Temple of the Gods, his eyes shone through the white little man condensed from the deepest breath of life, and his voice calmly said, "You should know very well who your master is."

The Temple of the Gods shook again, but soon calmed down, and his voice trembled slightly, "It's the master."

Nie Fan did not speak anymore, closed his eyes slightly, and his spiritual sense swept out. In a blink of an eye, he understood the situation outside, his expression was solemn and full of anger!

He had never expected that the great catastrophe would unfold in this way. At the cost of the lives of thousands of cultivators, countless families of great sects disappeared, and all worlds of all sizes turned into demonic lands. This cruel and violent method was unheard of in the cultivation world!

It took Nie Fan a long time to calm down his anger and looked up at the Seven Killing Sword.

Due to the effect of Qi Shen Fu, the Seven Killing Sword became more and more ancient, and even blue fetal marks appeared!

Nie Fan also had a big stone in his heart, which was the essence of the Seven Killing Sword. It was a heaven-defying thing. Now I don’t know where it is and what posture will it be born in the great disaster.

Nie Fan looked at him, pondered for a long time, but took a secret breath. His mind moved, and the Seven Killing Sword was crossed in front of him, shrouded by the Qi Shen Tuo.

"Let me try it."

Nie Fan held his breath and concentrated his mind, and his index finger cut a trace, and a little blood dripped on the Seven Killing Sword.

“Backtrack!”

Nie Fan suddenly pointed, the Seven Killing Sword was shocked, and the light curtain flashed, and a picture appeared.

I saw that light soaring into the sky, and the evil spirits filled the sky, as if countless people were fighting.

boom

Suddenly, a small white hand, as white as jade, passed through the clouds and a black hand, slapped on a piece of broken wood that looked like gold but not gold at the same time. The cut-off wood collapsed in response, and a small piece shot out and flew to the north, and the main part fell into Kunlun.

Soon, the picture flashed, and the main trunk fell into the ground. Time passed, and gradually a trace of black air was dyed, constantly becoming rich. I don’t know how long it took, the cut-off wood suddenly moved, and at this moment, the picture collapsed violently.

Nie Fan was frightened, but then he knew that it was this cut off wood that was now very lucky and it was hard to speculate. His eyes turned to the small one. Soon, someone picked up the Seven Killing Sword, which was disturbed. Time was like flowing water. Nie Fan swept past, waved his hand and put away the light curtain.
Chapter completed!