Everyone knows that the monks in Qinglian Fairyland never practice martial arts.
They devoted their whole lives to refining medicine.
As a result, among the thousands of Qinglian monks on the field, the highest strength is this senior sister in the late divine realm.
They don't even have some magic weapons to attack or save their lives.
The so-called cultivation is only to temper the body better, keep the body pure, and brew better elixirs.
Now, facing the desperate situation of imminent annihilation, these monks stood up one after another and looked at the sealed world with eyes filled with determination.
The wind rustles and the water becomes cold.
Those low-strength Qinglian Fairyland monks wiped away their tears, turned around and walked into the crowd, and began to persuade everyone to leave the Fairyland, but they had no intention of leaving with everyone.
This scene made many people's eyes filled with enthusiasm.
But in the face of a formidable enemy, reason finally defeated sensibility.
Under the roar of the major forces and the masters of the fairyland, large numbers of monks began to choose to flee here as soon as possible.
They are still holding on to luck in their hearts, after all, these sect leaders are all innate!
Standing at the pinnacle of power in this world.
Even if there will be some trouble, it won't be as serious as death.
Thousands of people began to evacuate.
And the battle in the sealed world has reached a fever pitch.
Although Old Man Wan Gu lost his arm, he still stood in the late stage of Xiantian. With the help of Jian Lao, the two top powerhouses in the world took action at the same time, and for a while, they were able to shake the pressure of the spiritual storm.
The sword energy and terrifying spiritual power raging in the sky actually absorbed all the thunder and lightning and turned it into its own use, constantly bombarding the thundercloud and consuming its strength.
"I didn't expect that the two innate sages could actually fight against Lei Yun."
There was a hint of surprise in Wenren Muxue's eyes.
But then I thought about it and realized that ten thousand years had passed since that storm and thunder disaster. During these ten thousand years, countless monks and monks were studying how to deal with it to prevent the tragedy from happening again.
Tens of thousands of years have passed. Presumably these people, especially those who have reached the realm of Eternal Man, will definitely know more about the storms and thunder tribulations, and they will have more confidence in their hearts.
"But what should Lu Fan do?"
Ji Ruyun's beautiful eyes were full of worry, and she was extremely concerned about Lu Fan's safety: "Now in the sealed world, there are a total of seven innate sages, a demon god, and a spiritual storm. With our level, I am afraid that we are only close to the edge.
It will be directly reduced to ashes."
"We cannot enter this battlefield."
Wenren Muxue took a deep breath: "If even Lu Fan himself can't resist, our lives will be in vain."
"He can handle it."
Dongfang Yanran's voice suddenly sounded.
Since the sudden change in heaven and earth, she has never spoken again.
Her whole body and mind were always focused on sealing the world, her fingers were tightly clasped together, and she seemed to have lost her mind.
"How do you know?" Ji Ruyun almost blurted out.
After all, in the current environment, let alone Lu Fan, even the innate sages inside could not say with certainty that they would be able to come out alive.
Dongfang Yanran's red lips moved and she was about to speak.
"boom!"
An extremely terrifying explosion sounded loudly in the sealed world.
The shaking sound was so loud that the whole earth trembled!
Those monks who were running away were caught off guard and fell down in pieces.
They vomited blood, raised their heads with pale faces, and looked behind them.
Then, there was this glimpse.
They saw a scene that they could never forget in their lifetime.
