He glanced into the distance, compared the direction, and then said, "It's almost ten thousand miles to reach the ruins..."
call!
Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind suddenly struck with a sinister aura!
"not good!"
His heart suddenly sank, and he suddenly looked towards the rolling and fierce fog not far away!
In the ancient battlefield.
In fact, everyone is prepared to encounter weird and weird things, but luck exists in people's hearts, and he is no exception. But now with the appearance of this evil wind, the luck in his heart was instantly shattered!
"run!"
He was still righteous, and he roared suddenly, and his cultivation level at the third level of the Earth Realm instantly climbed to the peak, and he fled away into the distance!
Everyone naturally realized what happened,
Without hesitation, they started running away.
Encountered something like this.
They never want to resist, because they can't stop it at all!
The only hope.
Just run!
As long as you run faster than the people around you, you have a chance of survival!
boom!
boom!
In the fierce fog, two bodies joined hands and jumped in.
"It hurts...I hurt so much..."
"It hurts together...it all hurts..."
Accompanied by two stern voices filled with resentment, the vicious fog within a thousand-mile radius instantly gathered, becoming more than ten times thicker than before. Everyone, including the Wanfa Sect disciple who was the first to escape, was directly involved!
The screams kept coming, large swaths of blood were spilled, and the whole area turned into a Shura field!
After a while.
The screams gradually stopped, and the two bodies held hands and jumped forward again.
The ominous fog gradually thinned.
As they rose and fell, corpses were revealed one after another... The death methods were surprisingly consistent, and they were all neatly divided into two, with a hint of blood and viciousness in the weirdness!
…
Thousands of miles away.
The concentration of the ominous fog here is several times thicker than that in the surrounding areas. Led by Bixuan Palace and Wanfa Sect, there are a total of four to five thousand people gathered here, and in the distance, there are still scattered monks returning.
, but compared to these thousands of people, it seems a bit insignificant.
"A lot less."
Yu Qing glanced at these people and frowned slightly, "It's been two days, and the number of people gathered is one to two thousand less than last time!"
He knows it very well.
Although there are tens of thousands of people coming in, excluding those who can't be found, don't want to come, and encounter strange accidents, the number of people who can gather each time is about five or six thousand, but this time, not only is it much larger than before,
A quarter of the people were missing, and even the people they sent out had lost more than before.
This made him a little uneasy.
Could it be that some unknown accident happened?
Chapter completed!