Just two words made everyone feel endless chills in their hearts.
Xiantian is the pawn and Jindan is the general. Even the strong Nascent Soul cannot be spared.
Even though they were thousands of years apart, they seemed to be able to transcend time and space and witness the devastating scene with their own eyes.
"If this is the case, then what we see now is not the tip of the iceberg of this world?"
Ji Ruyun's face looked a little pale: "Has the great trend of ten thousand years come again?"
"Boom!"
The storm clouds sweeping across the sky and the earth suddenly erupted with a muffled thunder.
Everyone turned and looked over.
A sharp ray of light rose into the sky at the edge of the sky.
It seemed that with endless killing intent, everyone's eyes almost became distorted at this moment.
A huge ray of light appeared, and a huge human figure appeared vaguely. He opened his big hand that covered the sky, slowly clenched his fist, and fiercely attacked the eye of the storm!
"puff!"
A giant fist like Mount Tai, striking fiercely.
The fist, which was almost larger than the eye of the storm, shook the world at the moment it hit the storm, and a shock wave visible to the naked eye suddenly spread out in all directions with the collision point as the center!
"Everyone, run!"
Someone saw this and yelled hysterically.
This is the residual power generated by the Xiantian Venerable, fighting against the spiritual storm with all his strength!
It's just the residual power, but it's enough to instantly kill any cultivator below the innate level. Even a half-step innate level will be directly reduced to ashes, leaving no room for resistance!
Endless fear spread among thousands of monks.
Those monks who were still desperately resisting the spiritual storm vomited blood and spent most of their lives cultivating their magic weapons to get away from the arrival of the shock wave as quickly as possible!
"Let's go too."
Ji Ruyun was about to take action and leave quickly.