Chapter five hundred and thirty fifth catastrophe is coming
They are all in the circle of cultivation. You can tell at a glance whether they are Jie Yun or not.
But how long has this been? How could someone or a demon survive the tribulation at this juncture?
Do you really think you are two hundred and fifty?
I have seen people risking their lives, but never such a desperate one!
Looking again at the position where the calamity cloud was pressing down, the eyes of everyone and the demons couldn't help but focus on one place.
Dragon City!
As for the Hai Clan in the city, his face was like a pickled eggplant, red and purple, and he looked at the vortex of clouds that began to rise and sink with trembling eyes, and at the beginning of a huge thunder explosion, it seemed that
Xuan did not sit down on the ground.
As for the desolate beasts still flying in the air, they all seemed to be avoiding the plague. They no longer dared to approach the Dragon City, but began to flee away instinctively.
Not only them, but also the human race and the sea race who had already thought about it. I don’t know who shouted first, and suddenly a large black cloud was flying in all directions.
But they didn't go very far. After all, there were too many wild beasts gathering in this area.
There are also those who take advantage of the chaos to devour people, and there are also wild beasts that are cut into pieces by the combined efforts of people. However, the scene can only be described in one word, that is "chaos!"
No one can understand the reason for all this, and no one can clearly know what happened.
Only Yi Yao knew a general idea, but what she couldn't figure out was that that person's Dharma Appearance Demon Body was the Dharma Body of which ancient Holy Spirit condensed, and actually possessed the divine light of killing souls?
Even so, what is going on with this sudden calamity? Is it really possible to overcome it?
The female cultivator surnamed Bai, who was in the open sea of spiritual thoughts of the white demon, had a gloomy face and was gnashing her teeth.
Because there were too many miscalculations today, first of all, what she and Yan Musheng didn't expect was that this white demon could actually contain them with the power of spiritual thoughts.
And they still have absolute dominance, but they can only resist it.
The crux of the reason why this happened was that this white demon was able to gather the spiritual thoughts of wild beasts and fill it into its own spiritual world.
This triggered a wave of death.
Because just outside the sea of spiritual thoughts condensed by the white demon, countless wild beasts have died in patches.
Without exception, the surface of their bodies is without any scars, but their inner spiritual thoughts are as empty as a bone that has been drained of its marrow, completely lifeless.
This price is not small, but if we want to suppress the existence of two great powers, I am afraid this is the only way.
And the white demon took great pains to calculate with intention and unintentionally, and then attacked them unprepared, so that these two messengers from the upper realm really fell into trouble.
And this trend of withdrawing spiritual thoughts has not stopped yet. One after another, the desolate beasts, or the white demon, have prepared them in advance and selected many desolate beasts with strong spiritual thoughts for him to absorb the divine thoughts to fill his own divine thoughts.
sea.
This was only one of the unpleasant things for the female cultivator surnamed Bai. The other one was that her clone was destroyed and swallowed.
The clone left in the underground palace of Dragon City was indeed a back-up she had prepared for herself, and it could also be regarded as a retreat.
I just never thought that I would be...
swallow?
The female cultivator surnamed Bai rolled her eyelids because this word suddenly reminded her of something.
The complete form should be composed of two words.
"Dragon...swallow!"
To be precise, it should be a magical power unique to the dragon clan. Using oneself as a melting pot to swallow all things in oneself is called dragon swallowing!
In other words, the better the thing is, the greater the benefit will be after the dragon eats it, that is to say...
The female cultivator surnamed Bai really figured it out now, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly, revealing a smile.
Because this makes the explanation clear. If there is a dragon swallow, it means that the guy's body contains the blood of the dragon. He feeds on his own clone, uses the Dharma as nourishment, and refines it in his own "melting furnace". His cultivation level skyrockets, and it's a matter of course.
Break through the bottleneck, which is the big situation in front of you.
But if you survive the tribulation here, will you still survive?
The proud look on the face of the female cultivator surnamed Bai turned a little evil, and then gradually evolved into a rather cruel expression.
"White Demon, I know you can hear, so don't pretend to be deaf. Now a great calamity is coming. Your sea of consciousness is not far from the calamity cloud. If you don't want to finish playing together, I would like to advise you,
Hurry up and put it away, it’s going to thunder!”
There was no response from the white demon.
Yan Musheng, who was also trapped on the other side, was not in a hurry. He still had a smile on his face, but he kept looking out with his eyes slightly narrowed, and suddenly said: "What a beautiful scenery..."
Besides, the clouds in the sky were so thick that they were almost close to Dragon City. There was a strong wind and thunderstorms falling all over the sky. What was even more terrible was the lightning that was like a thunder beam, flashing continuously between the sky and the sea.
The "Kaka" sound is silent and ferocious, just like the inherent cracks in the sky and the earth, reflecting each other.
The sea people in Dragon City have begun to flee desperately. No one is stupid enough to vow to live or die with the city. After all, the terrifying spiritual pressure emitted by the calamity cloud is not an ordinary calamity of transformation, but
It is an even more terrifying prehistoric catastrophe.
Even if they have never seen what it is like to transform into the ancient world, the terrifying spiritual pressure that can shock the soul has made the demon clan, who are naturally extremely afraid of things like "thunder", really feel it.
But there was a person standing on the Dragon City. Her skirt was fluttering, her long hair was flying, and she had a pretty face. She looked up at the great vision of heaven and earth, and her face became increasingly pale.
"Is this really the case?"
She murmured and bit her lip hard. Even though the bright red blood had spilled out, she didn't notice it at all.
Until someone stood behind her, took her hand, and said softly: "Let's go, this city cannot be defended."
The long-haired woman suddenly turned around and fiercely shook off the hand that held her.
Her eyes were fierce and murderous, as if she might kill the person in front of her at any time.
But the middle-aged female cultivator standing opposite her had a calm expression, her eyes moving on her face: "Let's go, this city and the people in this city are not worth it!"
The long-haired woman's murderous intent has not diminished, and she is still fierce and vicious, making no attempt to hide her hostility.
And she, the middle-aged female cultivator, pointed to the fleeing sea tribe and said, "Do they still remember that you are their emperor?"
The long-haired woman did not make a sound, but her eyes did glance at those fleeing lights, and just as the middle-aged female cultivator said, no one remembered, or to be more precise, at this moment, there was no one.
Chapter completed!