In the Chaotic Continent, on the thirty-third day, in the middle of Tai Ming Yu Wan Tian, there is an abyss that is 1,500 miles long.
This abyss is two thousand feet deep, and it stands to reason that it has already penetrated deep into the ground | the veins of fire. However, the sides of the abyss and the ground were all melted into crystals by terrifying power. Countless prismatic crystal pillars clustered together to form various forms.
Such a weird crystal.
I don't know how many feet thick these crystals are. The inside is like a netherworld, with all kinds of weird sounds, and only a cold breath comes out.
Cold fog caused by low temperatures always permeates this abyss.
When the spiritual light formed by some spells or magical weapons flashes in this abyss, many fragmented pictures will be strangely formed in the cold mist, and the human figures in these pictures are distorted and cannot be seen clearly at all, and then
It will turn into strands of cold light, rushing into the crystal walls on both sides like free electric light.
At this time, some things wrapped in the crystal wall and some things in the various raised and strange-shaped crystal stones on the ground will appear.
Only monks who enter this abyss for the first time will be surprised to find that inside these crystal stones are often the remains of monks and spiritual beasts.
The spiritual energy in this abyss is very thin, but the large amount of cold and cold energy has attracted many monks who specialize in the Yin gods and ghosts to practice here all year round.
The temporary caves of these monks and the trials of some magical weapons made this abyss appear even more dark.
If you go deep here, it doesn't feel like you are in the human world, but like you are in the abyss.
This abyss is also called the Underworld Abyss in the Chaos Continent.
The Abyss is one of the gathering points of the monks in the Chaos Continent. In the center of the Abyss, the terrifying power from the Monk Continent during the last wave of chaos forcibly formed an unstable space rift.
At this time, this spatial rift is still not stable, but with the combined efforts of dozens of sects, this spatial rift will be connected to somewhere in the Eastern Edge Continent at the right time, and by then it can ensure that the vast majority of monks can pass through.
Not all, but most.
This unstable space rift will still kill some unlucky people.
In a battle of this level, during the process of transporting monks, if one unlucky person appeared among dozens of people, it was considered a normal battle loss.
But no one wants to be the unlucky one like him.
The Abyss is novel to most young monks in the Chaos Continent.
A strange inflatable airship made of exotic animal skins slowly descended to the ground through the cold fog.
There were propellers made of red copper at the front and rear ends of the airship. Even though it started to stop rotating at this time, the cold mist hitting the propeller blades still made many tiny sounds.
This is the crystal shell spaceship of the Jinting Sect.
In the crystal shell below the airship, dozens of young monks from the Jinting Sect were leaning on the crystal shell and nervously looking at the surrounding scene.
Before landing, they could not see anything when looking down from the cold mist-filled Abyss. However, as they slowly landed in the cold mist, they were shocked to see a grand scene that they had never seen in their lives.
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Countless white talisman paper lanterns were dancing in the cold mist. These white talisman paper lanterns were swimming in the mid-air like living creatures. Their function seemed to be to allow the monks who came to find a more convenient place to stay.
Under the illumination of these white lanterns, dense figures appear on the ground.
All kinds of flying magic weapons, mobile palaces, palaces, and various camps barbarically crashed into their sight like countless tribes in a barbaric era.
In these temporary gathering places of monks, there are even many figures that are taller than the mobile palaces and palaces.
Some of those figures were giant magic weapons, some were skeletons or giant demon dolls made of fine gold, and some were alien beasts as huge as hills.
There is a huge white centipede with three heads. Its body is always upright, standing like a giant white monument. For some reason, even these white lanterns seem to pay special attention to this huge white centipede.
, hundreds of white lanterns shuttled through the cold mist, flying around this white centipede that always had its body upright.
"Master!"
The airship is still in the process of slowly landing, and it is estimated that it will take dozens of breaths to actually land. However, the hearts of these young Jinting Sect monks looking at the scene outside through the crystal shell are already overflowing with shock and curiosity. More than half of them
The monks couldn't help but asked the teacher, "Are these white lanterns the guiding ghost lanterns of the White Ghost Sect? What kind of sect is that three-headed centipede? Why are these lanterns orbiting around it?"
"This three-headed centipede is the cold centipede of the Tianyu Sect. The Tianyu Sect and the White Ghost Sect have been at war frequently in the past few decades. At least thirty monks from the White Ghost Sect were buried in the belly of this cold centipede.
"In the middle, the guiding ghost lantern of the White Ghost Sect may have originally had the energy to target this cold centipede, so it looks so vigilant." Behind the young monks of the Jinting Sect, there were dozens of middle-aged monks and elderly monks.
, a middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe said.
Just when he was explaining aloud, these young monks from the Jinting Sect exclaimed again and again. They saw several huge white paper figures over ten feet tall. These white paper figures were holding one black and one white.
The two bamboo sticks were walking on the ground like living creatures.
These paper figures obviously don't even have skeletons inside, they are just pale talisman paper floating in the air, but they also exude an astonishing fluctuation of vitality.
"This is the soul-binding envoy of the White Ghost Sect." The middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe said directly without waiting for these young monks to ask questions.
"Master."
A young monk with a very handsome face wearing black robes looked at the bizarre scenes around him, but he frowned deeply, "This abyss is where the three saints' magic weapons of destruction were blasted through the air during the last wave of chaos.
, there were too many monks in this area at that time, so the Three Saints' supreme magic weapon of destruction attacked from a distance, causing countless casualties in one blow. As the saying goes, the things of the past life are the teachers of the future. In this case, why not spread it out as much as possible, I always
I feel that the various sects and sects are still too closely gathered.”
The middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe glanced at the young monk. He pondered for a moment and said something that many veterans could understand, but made these rookies even more confused: "What is supposed to come will always come.
Sometimes it’s better to come early than to come late.”
This young monk wearing black robes is the most outstanding among the younger generation of monks of the Jinting Sect, but he cannot understand the true meaning of this sentence at all.
However, at this moment, not only him, but everyone in the abyss stopped instantly.
It was as if time had completely frozen at this moment.
Whoosh!
A stream of light with no color at all was like a crack in space spreading, appearing at a speed that almost all the monks in the abyss could not detect.
After the impact of this stream of light, dozens of mobile palaces exploded as easily as brittle charcoal pieces, and the bodies of the monks encountered along the way instantly shattered into countless particles that were invisible to the naked eye.
There was a soft banging sound, and the young monk in black robes inside the airship of Jinting Sect realized that such a stream of light was actually passing by.
However, before he even had time to scream in horror, countless such streams of light had already appeared.
All the cold mist that filled the abyss was swept away in an instant, and even the darkness seemed to be dispersed in an instant, leaving the abyss filled with light.
The space instantly seemed to be shattered, and streams of light carrying irresistible power were like arrows shot by the gods from the void, harvesting all life along the way.
All kinds of terrifying defensive powers are blooming.
The young monk in black, who was so horrified that his whole body seemed about to explode, saw that the upper half of the giant centipede that looked like a giant white monument suddenly disappeared, as if countless droplets bloomed where its body disappeared.
At the same time, all the white lanterns flying around its huge body also disappeared.
At the next moment, a terrifying energy mechanism that he could not capture in time passed by the airship he was on.
Just passing by, a small part of the airship disappeared.
This young monk in black is lucky, he is in the other half that has not disappeared.
This is a suffocating feeling that cannot be described in words, and even fear seems to be squeezed into fly ash in an instant.
He saw more than ten fellow disciples on that side, including three Nascent Soul elders, and they disappeared immediately.
"how so?"
"Is this the legendary void destruction magic weapon?"
"Is this the killing from the Three Saints?"
At this time, he seemed to be separated from body and spirit.
He heard his own voice. He seemed to be exclaiming and asking questions in a daze. However, he did not feel that he was exclaiming. The voice was obviously his own, but in his perception at this time, it seemed that
It's the same as someone else's.
The middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe looked numbly at the place where those people disappeared.
At this time, the airship had not even really started to fall. At the same time, the young monk in black heard the middle-aged monk's voice, "If you can survive, you will soon understand why."
The young monk in black didn't understand.
At least not at this point.
But at this moment, his eyes became empty again.
The middle-aged monk wearing a golden robe and a dozen other monks disappeared before his eyes, along with the ship's hull.
The young monk in black froze.
He was unable to think. His head seemed to be pushed by an inexplicable force and he couldn't help but lower his head.
His eyes fell in front of his toes.
A few inches in front of his toes was the void.
The hull disappeared a few inches in front of his toes.
The small half of the ship's hull he was on was still there, but most of the ship's hull was gone.
The completely unbalanced ship began to fall, and his body became unstable and fell backwards.
In the process of falling, his whole body was shaking continuously, and he did not even think of using any flying escape magic weapon. It was not until the moment when the small half of the ship hit the ground that the true energy in his body seemed to come alive, a kind of
It was instinct that made his body bloom with a protective aura.
boom!
The ship's hull was torn apart, and some surviving monks like him were ejected from the broken ship's hull like bright marbles wrapped in spiritual light.
Only then did he seem to have returned from illusion to reality.
He heard howling.
The cry was clearly his own voice, but it sounded to him like someone else's.
The abyss, which was just like a huge bazaar with all kinds of weird things, has now become a purgatory with violent power.
The void was buzzing and vibrating, and the ground was cut into countless ravines.
Lines of terrifying power are still traveling through the void like invisible magic swords.
But at the same time, his ears were filled with many greedy screams.
"Quick! Converge the magic weapon!"
"Quick, collect useful things!"
The young monk in black understood in an instant what his master meant.
He will soon understand why.
He already understood why.
Without the gathering of a large number of monks, the Three Saints would never have launched such an attack.
The Three Saints and the Monk Continent paid a huge price to launch such an attack in order to harvest a large number of lives of the Chaos Continent monks.
No matter when and where, when the monks in the Chaos Continent do not gather, they will not launch such an attack, but as long as they gather, this kind of attack will always come.
According to the experience of the Chaotic Continent, space-destroying magic weapons like the Three Saints Sect cannot be used all the time.
That is to say, such a magic weapon of destruction will be used sooner or later, and it will definitely kill many monks in the Chaos Continent.
For the Chaos Continent, perhaps the vast majority of people, like his master, would rather such killings occur during mass attacks rather than at critical moments in battles.
As for the Monk Continent, I'm afraid this choice is even simpler. Use it whenever you can kill more Chaos Continent monks.
Then why do you still gather like this despite knowing this?
That's because all the sects have tacitly understood it.
Unless you don't want to launch a wave of chaos, if you want to attack the Monk Continent, you cannot be afraid of such death.
Under such killings, death can also bring new life, and those monks who are lucky enough to survive the harvest can obtain a large amount of astonishing benefits from death.
So this is the Abyss, this is a huge casino.
Except for the newbies like them, all the veterans know that this is a huge casino where only three or four out of ten people can survive, but they still flock to it.
(Although the number of words today is not much, it is also the limit, because when I was dizzy in the morning and in a bad state, in order to give myself a bit of freshness in typing, I also typed a chapter of Bashan Sword Field.)