It was announced to the outside world that they would assemble an army and use all their resources to form a highly mobile army of monks, which required a battle formation. Therefore, only a few monks were left to maintain the basic order in each city and territory.

The Tiande Sect still knows a lot about the special nature of Duan De's power, at least they won't go to Liudu to raid homes.

Biang City can be regarded as the military and political center of Yanhuang at any time. All matters within the sect have always been handled here, and most important figures have gathered and separated here.

The Tiande law enforcement team came with a fierce momentum, but the city gate was wide open, and their spiritual consciousness swept across. The top monks affiliated with Yanhuang were only two distracted, and the force of the dove occupying the magpie's nest had no effect.

The group was so angry that the entire Biang City was in a frenzy. It lasted for half a month with no results. They actually dispersed the non-Yanhuang monks in the entire city and razed the unsuspecting Biang City to the ground in one fell swoop!

None of the hundreds of monks left behind in Yanhuang were spared, and they all died unexpectedly. Only a talented person could do such an unethical thing, which was something the senior officials of Yanhuang never thought of.

Everyone died in an instant, and although there was no chance to send a message back to the clan, the trace of soul mark left in the Xinglu Hall dissipated, which could not be hidden from Qiu Qianxiao.

When Sima Ancheng arrived with a large group of monks, the completely flattened Biang City was like a huge mirror, with a crude development formation arranged on the mirror, and a line of large characters floating in it.

Rebellious traitors shall be punished! If you raise your head, you will be beheaded!

——Qing Miaoliu.

"Okay! Very good! Qingmiao, Qingmiao, if this revenge is not avenged, I, Sima Ancheng, will be destroyed by heaven and earth, and my soul will be scattered!"

Sima Ancheng, who had always had a good temper, was really angry. The two people in charge left here were both his disciples. Although they were registered, their relationship was no weaker than that of his direct disciples.

"Sima, please don't act on your impulse at this time!"

Xun You immediately reminded that Shrinking not only avoided a head-on confrontation with Tiande Sect and completely broke up with each other, but also had the reasons in the declaration. The whole world formed an army to fight against the devil, and those who are independent will seek death.

If you don't understand the situation clearly, you may be in a panic all day long, or you may return to the origin of heaven and earth.

"I've seen a lot of times when super sects handle such nonsense with confidence. Ancheng shouldn't swear casually."

Qin Sheng was in charge of the sect and struggled to survive in the cracks between super sects. What kind of grievances had he not suffered? Existences like his Tianyu Sect, which was second only to super sects, had already entered their eyes.

While enjoying the glory, he and his predecessors have long been accustomed to how many losses they have suffered secretly.

"This matter is not urgent. I have a plan of my own. Go back and don't touch this place at all."

Xun Yu walked around, pushed up his glasses, stood in front of Sima Ancheng, finished speaking expressionlessly, bowed and reached out, acting like a domestic slave.

Sima Ancheng was not a person who did not understand right and wrong. He stared straight at Xun Yu in front of him, with a bit of resentment in his eyes. He was the only one who understood the reason for Xun Yu's behavior.

Xun Yu in front of him! Sima Ancheng's cheeks bulged for a long time, and it was useless to grit his teeth secretly. He finally let go of the clenched fists hidden in his sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned around to leave.

Everyone's expressions were different, all in Xun You's eyes. After they all left, Xun You turned to stare at Xun Yu, the friend he had known for the longest time.

He moved his lips several times and finally turned into a sigh.

A whirlwind has suddenly arisen in the world of cultivators. It is said that fighting is not allowed. However, under the current situation, it has become a ban that is like a laughing stock. The person who is having the most fun fighting is actually the person who issued the ban.

The behemoths who have always been showing off and setting up memorial arches and guarding their subordinates no longer need to hide their shame at this time. They are naked and use their power to suppress others and convince others with their "reasons"!

Where is Duan De?

Duan De was feeling a little better at this time, but he still felt very uncomfortable. The pair of eyes that had almost never been broken were actually broken! No wonder he couldn't 'open his eyelids'. Even if there were only bones left in his body, those things were fine. This time

The damage is visible.

In the inexplicable space, Duan De has no human shape, and is twisted like a pile of blood-red water plants intertwined with each other. His limbs are indistinguishable. If it weren't for the protruding place with two small black and red vortexes that are gradually forming, it would be impossible to tell whether he is a human or not.

Has a head.

The small whirlpool is the slowly recovering Eye of Destruction. Chengxuan Duande now has vision, but his field of vision is extremely weird, showing two spiral perspectives that gradually become larger.

Duan De secretly guessed that the two spiral circles could be connected in half a month, right?

There is a field of vision, but it is not much better than without. It is pitch black, with occasional flashes of dark silver streamlines, like the scenery in the teleportation array space wormhole, but this frequency is definitely not in the space wormhole.

The sea of ​​consciousness is still closed, as if it has never been opened. The consciousness cannot find the location of the sea of ​​consciousness at all, let alone try to find the soul to guide the consciousness into it.

"Last time it was like a mushroom, this time it's like a withered vine blooming with spring. This experience of mine is unique, right?"

I can't make a sound. This is just self-talk in my consciousness. I don't have a complete pronunciation instrument yet. At least now Duan De can be sure that he should not be able to return to the world of cultivators.

It is strange that the source of power that constantly provides oneself with recovery is the spiritual energy of the demon world, but it is different. It seems that some spiritual energy is mixed in. How can these two incompatible substances appear at the same time?

It's still a situation where you are in me and I am in you. Duan De came to the conclusion that he still can't believe it. It was attributed to the fact that he was too injured and couldn't distinguish clearly.

In the blurry spiral field of vision on the left, which was only the size of a basin, at some point, a dark silver stream of light did not disappear as usual, but was always there.

Duan De was quite curious and tried to concentrate on staring at this extremely small fluorescent light. The head and tail were not visible, and it spanned the entire field of vision. It alternated regularly between light and dark, and seemed to be surging?

Outside his field of vision, there was indeed a dark silver thread piercing into his withered vine-like body like a living thing. As for which part of him it was? Even Duan De could see it, but he probably couldn't tell where it was.

It didn't take long, and Duan De was surprised to find that the silver color in the left field of vision was increasing rapidly, so that it was also seen on the right side. Is this? Has it drifted into the space channel?

In fact, countless dense silver threads sprang out from the void around him, entangled and pricked, and soon the withered vine that Duan De transformed was entangled three layers inside and three layers outside.

Duan De didn't have time to enjoy the surprise, and instantly turned into panic. What kind of space passage was this? His pulpy body felt shattered, but it wasn't because he was in constant pain.

But when the entire field of vision was filled with silver, Duan De's pain quickly subsided, replaced by numbness and itch, an extreme itch that made him want to peel himself off and scratch.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is to find that half of the source power that is only enough to sustain life is passing away!

"Hey! What kind of crap is this? The color of the fart, what did you capture! It's time to finish!"

He cursed in his heart. He once really thought that he didn't know how to write the word "death" and that he would not change his expression even when he was about to die. But now he was dominated by fear!

It turned out that he had not lost what a normal person should have when faced with death, and even had a stronger fear!

That kind of clear perception that the things that belong to you are quickly moving away. Are you not afraid? Can you not be afraid? No fear? How can you be fearless? Just like ordinary people watching their donated blood slowly drying up, but unable to stop it.

There are thousands of ways to die, but this one is definitely the most terrifying. Even if he died in battle, or even if he was crushed by space before, Duan De would never think that he was afraid. Yes, he was not afraid.

In other words, if you die too quickly and you cannot feel the arrival of death at all, how can you be afraid?

There are only two instincts in extreme fear: giving up and madness.

Duan De is naturally not the former. He can't move his body, can't speak, can't cast the law and only has consciousness. So what about madness? He can't do anything and can only end in madness.

Of course not, there is a method, which is the power of wishes. Willing comes from spiritual consciousness and is one of the great ways to prove. Buddha power is the power of Haoran righteousness, and witchcraft power is also a kind of power based on the soul.

It's just that it has long since disappeared in the long river of history. Praying and offering sacrifices are not practiced by many practitioners in today's world of practitioners. Even if they are, they know it but don't know why.

Duan Dehui, the City of Prayer and Sacrifice, doesn't know why, but it is definitely hovering on the edge of the threshold. At least he has used this kind of magic more than once, and the effect is weird and powerful.

It's just that the price is high. Is it possible that he still has the mind to weigh the price now?

This is actually a gap in space. It is a relatively stable gap in space. It is not big. Duan De's broken body already occupies 30%. As more and more silver threads squeeze in, this gap becomes no longer stable.

The soundless fragmentation returned to the boundless relative nothingness of the sub-space, and the source of the silver thread became clear. In this sub-space, a large ball of silver wool-like living things now occupied one percent of its body.

There is an obvious dumpling here.

There is no doubt that the center of this dumpling is Duan De. The other threads are spread out at will, extending to the end of the line of sight. All the dangers in the space are as if they are nothing to these threads.

Space beast!

The legendary evil creature in the cultivator world is the cultivator world before it was closed, and it is also synonymous with extreme strength.

Most of the items that were involved in the space but were not crushed and swallowed by the space contain energy. This is the favorite snack of the space beast. Duan De is the snack captured by this ball of wool at this time!

How long has it been since you had snacks? Woolen yarn almost cried with joy, and the tentacles that gradually danced faster and faster announced the owner's happiness, maybe so?

However, you will occasionally knock your teeth while eating, right? Especially those who like to eat randomly. At this time, the thread dumplings, a snack that was originally rolled into a ball and just waiting to be digested, actually emitted extremely strange fluctuations.

This fluctuation was very strange. The force of space that shielded most of the energy had no blocking effect. The silver thread began to spread out in a wave of ripples, which seemed to be very sticky.

Waiwai Niu Niu spreads in a ring shape, which can be clearly seen, surprisingly slow, but with clear layers. The thread dumpling seems extremely uncomfortable, and the threads wrapped around Duan De become scattered.
Chapter completed!