"I will kill your entire clan!"

The sound is like a loud thunder, echoing across the sky.

The next second.

boom!

Chen Dong, who was covered in blood and black energy, rushed towards the Bai Jie team like a cannonball.

As fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder.

The soldiers of the Bai Jie team didn't even have time to react before they were swept up into the sky by the overwhelming domineering energy, and were torn into pieces by the energy in the air.

Wherever he passed, there were broken limbs and broken arms, and blood was like rain.

"Run, run quickly!"

"Sirius, he is not a human being, not a human being!"

"It's over, it's over..."

In an instant, everyone was so frightened that they abandoned their helmets and armor and ran away.

But the prison-like pressure was overwhelming, making these Baijie soldiers feel as if they were carrying a mountain on their shoulders. Even if they tried to escape, they would feel weak and powerless.

The great terror of death envelopes everyone.

The rampaging Chen Dong was like an evil Shura from hell, harvesting the lives of soldiers crazily and wantonly.

And further away, the mighty remnants of the Baijie tribe were rushing toward this Shura purgatory.

Qin Ye felt the terrifying aura coming towards his face and was frightened.

He weakly raised his head, looked at the mighty team charging in the distance, and sneered.

"In the past thousands of years, your tribe has probably never been so desperate this time. Your entire tribe cannot afford the price tonight!"

The murmur disappeared into the air.

Qin Ye's eyes once again looked at Chen Dong with fear, who was wrapped in blood fountain and black energy.

The black energy that was being released wantonly was growing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Intertwined with the blood-colored energy, Chen Dong was as ghost-like and terrified as a prison, and the terrifying coercion was even more sinister and cruel.

Even Qin Ye couldn't help but feel his scalp numb, unable to contain the fear that filled the air.

Just like a lamb facing a ferocious beast, it unconsciously falls to the ground weakly and trembles. This is the suppression coming from the depths of its blood!

"kill!"

"die!"

"Genocide!"

Chen Dong rushed into the crowd crazily. In his scarlet gaze, the Baijie soldiers flew high into the sky one after another like broken bags.

During the charge, the energy surged.

He didn't even need to take action. Wherever he passed, the simplest and crudest meat-grinding scene was directly staged.

Crash, strangle, move...

Simple and crude slaughter, wanton harvesting.

Wherever Chen Dong passes, he will definitely leave behind a land of red and terrifying flesh and blood.

Just two or three breaths.

The Baiji clan team of dozens of people was completely reduced to flesh and blood.

However, Chen Dong's footsteps did not stop at all, like an eternal ferocious beast that loved people, rushing directly towards the Baijie tribe's large army.

…

in the dark.

The wind and snow are as sharp as a knife.

Master Kongkong wore a light cassock and walked slowly, leisurely and unhurriedly.

When he was in his prime, he was covered with a thin layer of energy when walking, which was enough to withstand the severe cold.

"Master Dao is right. The poor monk has indeed not measured this world properly for a long time."

Master Kongkong murmured calmly.

The words just fell.

Bang!

He took a step forward, but his right foot was as heavy as a sledgehammer, splashing snow all over the ground.

"What happened? Why..."

Exclaiming in horror.

Master Kongkong's clasped hands tightened suddenly, and he let out a clear cry from his mouth and nose.

Buzz!

In an instant, the thin energy that enveloped the whole body suddenly surged.

Yingying golden light enveloped his whole body, dispelling the darkness around him.

Master Kongkong clasped his hands together, with a solemn expression and a solemn appearance. In the golden light, the Buddha's majesty was majestic.

This movement was like a sculpture, and it lasted for three seconds.

His solemn expression became frightened because his facial features were stretched and distorted.

"Demon energy, crazy evil energy, why? It shouldn't be like this!"

"Amitabha! Hasn't he already explored the realm of hidden demons? Obviously the poor monk quickly hid himself after repeated provocations. Why did he take the initiative to grow like crazy this time?"

"Something happened, something big must have happened to Donor Chen!"

Master Kongkong's face was full of horror, and huge waves arose in his heart.

A series of exclamations made him feel as if he was hysterical at this moment.

He raised his eyes and stared in one direction, with ripples of golden light in his eyes. This time... he felt it extremely real!

Compared with the previous confrontations between Buddha and Demon, he could only briefly detect an extremely vague location, but this time... instead of detecting, he could directly see through the air!

In the eyes of Master Kongkong, the demonic energy rising into the sky is like the scorching sun in the dark night!

"Almsgiver Chen, the poor monk is here!"

Master Kongkong's body moved, and a strong wind was stirred up in an instant. He took a step forward, and when his feet landed, the ground immediately rippled with circles of golden light.

One step at a time.

But it is as graceful as a startled dragon and as fast as lightning.

…

Somewhere on an uninhabited island on the other side of the ocean.

But there was a thunderous breathing sound and a loud explosion.

The whole island was so frightened that all the animals ran wildly and all the hidden birds flew away.

"The demonic energy is in the sky! What happened in the domain while I was sleeping?"

A shocked sound echoed throughout the island.

Deep in the desert in the northwest of the territory.

The sky was filled with yellow sand.

Under night.

A sand dune started to squirm like flowing water at this moment.

Countless gravels rolled down.

A voice came from deep in the desert.

"The old man guarding the tomb was killed by Chen Daojun and the others. Could it be that the demonic energy rising into the sky has something to do with them?"

…

The same scenes are happening in hidden and desolate places all over the world.

Sounds of surprise, sounds of suspicion...

It keeps coming out from underground.

Jiang Family, Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Chen Daojun and the six dragons of the Jiang family stood in front of the window sill, looking into the distance.

All seven of them frowned and looked gloomy.
To be continued...