Chapter 78 Imperial Order

The aura storm is pressing towards the frontline battlefield on a larger and larger scale.

This is a process from weak to strong, and finally sweeping the entire western territory of Zhongling.

At that time, there will be no place where the tide of the spiritual sea will be a safe place.

The speed of the spiritual energy storm was unimaginably fast, and the power of the peak was even more terrifying, and there were countless violent spiritual energy left wherever it passed.

The remnants of spiritual energy on these paths are extremely violent, and even cause space cracks to appear.

Without decades, the negative impact caused by the Linghai tide would be difficult to recover.

But at this time, there was a ray of light, going upstream on the path of the violent spiritual energy, moving forward recklessly in the remnants of the raging storm, and leaving at the crest of the ferocious and mighty spiritual sea with unimaginable speed.

The aura storm has shown the tendency of flooding the embankment, becoming more and more fierce, becoming an irresistible celestial phenomenon, and its speed is far surpassing everything in the world.

Just like no matter how fast an athlete is, they can't run through the flood of Haohao Tangtang.

It stands to reason that in the face of this kind of celestial phenomenon, any monk's escapism will be eclipsed by it.

But that ray of light violated this common sense.

It is constantly closing the distance between itself and the peak of the aura storm at a steady speed.

Wrestle with Tianwei.

Today's Zhongling is only Xie Qingyun.

…………

Xie Qingyun tried his best to control the sword, his face was expressionless, but there were waves in his heart.

Because of this journey, he has seen the terrifying destruction caused by the spiritual energy storm.

Under the sweeping of the spiritual energy storm, cities and towns had long been turned into ruins, appearing in front of his eyes one after another.

Seen along the way.

Blood and stone, ruins and broken walls, wreckage and broken wood.

This made Xie Qingyun's heart sink more and more.

Fortunately, the aura storm is going from east to west.

Due to the entry of the demons, the human race has been evacuated for some time.

The cities near the western front line were the first to be evacuated.

Therefore, most of these cities that were destroyed by the aura storm were empty cities at this time.

The loss is not without, but it is indeed not particularly large, at least the casualties of mortals will not exceed tens of millions.

If this aura storm had been released before the battle to seize the spirits, the human race would have suffered hundreds of thousands of casualties, which would be an unbearable tragedy for the human race.

However, the demons don't care about these.

Their goal has never been on those mortals who have no cultivation. The only thing they want is to slaughter the monks of the human race.

Once the human monks died, no matter how many mortals remained, wouldn't they still be fish on the cutting board?

Therefore, Ling Haichao's plan was directed at the human monks from the beginning to the end.

...

Hoof of Heaven Valley, in the small world.

Thirty-three Huan Ling demon cultivators formed a circle, making final preparations.

"The aura storm launched from Jianlong Cave will arrive in half an hour, and then Baofeng will be gone." The leader, Dashouzi Moxiu, affirmed.

"We must activate the formation of our own world immediately before the peak of the storm, and release the spiritual energy in the world, so as to keep the peak of the storm moving forward." Another demon cultivator said.

"If that's the case, then take your positions immediately and get ready." The leader Moxiu said again.

Immediately, thirty-three Huanling demon cultivators dispersed in an orderly manner, occupying positions at the positions arranged earlier.

The leading Demonic Cultivator is the rapid expansion of spiritual consciousness, observing the situation of the outside world......

After a while, a dull voice spread in the small world, "Spiritual energy storm, here comes, start formation!"

The storm of spiritual energy emanating from Jianlong Cave ravaged the vast land, and arrived here at the speed that only a sword fairy can achieve.

Along the way, the rioting spiritual energy storm triggered more heaven and earth spiritual energy riots, harvesting all life on the path.

According to the propagation speed of the spiritual energy storm, the peak of this spiritual energy storm will only stay here for less than three breaths, and then move forward for a short distance.

It will be exhausted, and it will disperse.

However, the Huanling monks in the Titian Valley small world have already made preparations.

Following the order of the leader Demon Cultivator, the Titian Valley erupted with a shocking roar at this moment.

Immediately following the sound, there was a huge black hole.

The moment this black hole was born, the entire sky seemed to be black.

Immediately, an incomparably rich and violent aura surged out of this black hole.

The spiritual energy storm, whose momentum had been reduced to almost nothing with the impact of the collision, suddenly became stronger again with the addition of this spiritual energy, and even became more violent than before.

The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky, rushes to the sea and never returns.

The spiritual energy storm regained momentum again, and the peak continued to move forward, rushing forward to the next point.

In the small world, the thirty-three Huanling demon cultivators couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief when they saw this scene, and then they seemed to lose all strength, and their bodies suddenly paralyzed.

It takes too much force to pry such a strong aura.

Even though they had a big team to help, this time the prying still almost emptied them.

"There are still miscellaneous auras left in the small world. Although I can barely suppress it now, it is impossible to suppress it for too long. Everyone cheer up, and when the peak is far away, prepare to leave immediately." The leading demon Xiu shouted loudly.

This is the embodiment of his ability to manipulate aura.

If it was a human monk, after the aura storm was activated, the mixed aura remaining in the small world would immediately erupt, destroying the entire small world, and taking their lives away at the same time.

However, Huanling Moxiu was able to suppress the outbreak time of these residual violent auras for a period of time, so that they could pass the peak, and leave this world after the raging aura storm remained a little calmer.

After waiting for tens of breaths like this, Huanling Moxiu, the leader, shouted loudly: "Let's go! I can't suppress the aura riot in this world!"

The external storm peak had just passed through the border, and although the remnants of the aura had stabilized a lot, it was still violent, and there was still a lot of risk in leaving the small world at this time.

But they have no choice.

If they didn't leave, this small world that sheltered them when the aura storm erupted would explode completely.

If they were still in the realm at that time, there would be no hope of surviving.

The raccoon demon cultivators gritted their teeth and all went out of bounds.

The moment they went out of bounds, they summoned their pets one after another.

For a moment, ferocious and ferocious monsters filled the entire sky.

The moment these monsters appeared, they used their physical bodies to tightly protect their masters.

At the same time, there are still many low-grade monsters being manipulated by the raccoon demon cultivators to explore the surroundings.

From time to time, some monsters didn't even have time to make a roar, as if they were cut across by an invisible blade, their bodies were split in two very abruptly, and blood stained the sky.

This is caused by the unstable space crack caused by the aura storm, and it is also the most dangerous thing for them.

Few cultivators can withstand the cutting power of space cracks.

The choice of the raccoons is to use the lives of these low-grade monsters to find a safe way for themselves.

This is what they rely on at this time.

Otherwise, how could they, who were already in a depressed state, escape from the remnants of the frenzied spiritual energy storm after instigating the spiritual energy storm?

Just crossing the river by feeling the stones like this, the thirty-three Huanlingmoxiu gradually became farther and farther away from the main path of the aura storm.

All Huanling Moxiu were slightly relieved at this time.

Although all the preparations have been made, even Huanlingmoxiu himself is afraid of such a celestial phenomenon as the aura storm.

Now that they can escape safely, they can't help but feel a little lucky.

It was precisely because of this that a ferocious look suddenly flashed in their eyes.

They had to be so careful just because the aura storm remained.

How terrifying will the power of the aura storm peak be?

How can a human monk withstand the impact of the spiritual tide?

Thinking in this way, the murderous intent in Huanling Moxiu's heart became more intense.

puff!

At this moment, the body of one of the Huanling Moxiu was suddenly cut off in the middle, and blood flew into the sky.

"What's going on?!" Everyone froze for a moment before reacting suddenly, terrified in their hearts, and immediately moved away from the place where the Huanling Demon Cultivator was.

"It was clear that monsters were used to explore the way before, and there is no space crack..." the leader of the Huanling Moxiu bared his teeth, not understanding what the situation was.

There was no time for them to think about it.

Puff puff!

The next moment, continuous voices sounded.

Behind every sound, there is a Huanlingmoxiu blood-stained sky.

Everyone was flustered, but when they looked around, they couldn't see anything, as if there was an invisible Yan Luo secretly asking for their lives.

This is how the same thing? !

The unknown brings deep fear.

They don't know when this invisible Yama will find them.

Under such fear, they finally disregarded the space cracks that might exist around them, and the chaotic and chaotic spiritual energy impact, and fled in all directions.

But the popping sound was still sounding hurriedly.

Clouds of blood mist exploded in the rioting aura, and were quickly dispersed by the aura, even the smell of blood was washed away.

The leader Huanling Moxiu also messed up his hands and feet, chose a direction, and manipulated his beast pet to lead him to run quickly, trying to escape this terrifying area.

Wow!

Just after escaping a distance of tens of feet, this Huanling Moxiu, who had reached the eighth level, turned into flesh together with his own monster.

However, he did not die in the hands of the invisible Yama.

In the place where he died, a space crack tens of feet long flashed past.

The aura storm that he launched with his own hands turned out to be the thing that ended his life in the end, which shows the unpredictability of the way of heaven.

Thirty-three Huanling Demon Cultivators returned to the West Paradise in less than a breath.

Then, a cyan figure emerged from the raging spiritual energy storm, with cold eyes.

It was Xie Qingyun who followed the peak of the aura storm all the way.

When chasing here, he just ran into Huanling Moxiu who was about to escape.

Without any hesitation, Xie Qingyun shot in an instant, with a Fuyao sword, crossing the demon to the west.

For Sword Immortal, killing a few Huanling Demon Cultivators who have not even reached the Ninth Realm is really effortless, so it will not delay him at all.

It was as if he had crushed a few ants to death casually. After finishing off these dozens of raccoon demon cultivators, Xie Qingyun continued on his way.

Although his escape speed was better than the spirit storm, but after all, he didn't beat it by much.

Therefore, this will be a very long chase.

But as long as he can catch up to the peak before the spiritual energy storm reaches Jinxiu Peak, then he can prevent the final formation of the spiritual wave.

The only pity is that due to the raging spiritual energy storm, this large area of ​​space cracks appeared, and the space became disordered.

This makes the teleportation circle temporarily invalid, and it can only be used again after these space cracks heal themselves.

Therefore, Xie Qingyun could only choose Yujian to chase Ling Haichao.

This is also the reason why the Huanling Devil Cultivator believes that once they successfully launch the spirit wave, the human race will be defeated.

Under the spiritual storm, the teleportation circle failed, and the storm peak came again, and the human race would have no way to retreat.

And there are demons in front of them, ready to harvest the lives of human monks at any time, which forces the Zhongling guards into a dilemma.

There will be natural disasters later, and evil disasters before.

A must-kill game.

.........

Great Badlands.

Lu Qingshan's Yujian turned into a shooting star, traveling through this vast and barren land at an astonishing speed.

wow~wow~

There was a strange fluctuation, which became more and more obvious, and even a cadence appeared, like a beautiful song, which made Lu Qingshan's green snake creatures more active, like a chicken dancing.

"Soon, we'll see you soon..." Lu Qingshan's heart moved slightly, feeling that the source of the fluctuation was close at hand.

With the continuous deepening of the wild land, besides the continuous dry hills, many irregular potholes gradually appeared on the ground.

These potholes are connected one after another, like scars on an ugly face.

Potholes extend in all directions, and some directly pass through the mountains. A gust of cold wind blows through, and there is a whining sound, like a woman's sobbing.

"There!" Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly lit up, and a huge ancient temple suddenly appeared in a swampy land in the distance.

In the depths of the barren land, an ancient temple stands.

The color of the ancient temple is blue and black, and a sense of time emanates from the temple.

"How can there be such a temple in this kind of place?" Mo Yan looked very vigilant.

The existence of the temple is very strange.

Whoosh!

"Go and have a look!" Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed coldly, Yu Jian flew over and landed in front of the temple.

He and Mo Yan immediately released their consciousness, scanned the surroundings, and made sure that there were no other people or other living things around.

Then, the two of them turned their attention to the temple in front of them.

"This place seems to have been abandoned for a long time." Mo Yan murmured.

"Indeed," there was a huge and dilapidated black basalt rock in front of the temple, Lu Qingshan lightly brushed off the dust accumulated on the basalt rock, clapped his hands, and replied: "The dust has accumulated such a thick layer, at least it has not been seen for thousands of years." Someone has been here."

"What does this... mean?" Mo Yan frowned.

After brushing off the dust, you can clearly see some strange characters and strokes outlined on the basalt, like secret lines, with special meanings.

These words belong neither to the human race nor to the demon race, so Mo Yan couldn't understand them.

"This..." Lu Qingshan shrank his pupils sharply, and looked at the words on the basalt in front of him in horror.

He can be sure that he has never seen such writing before.

However, the moment Lu Qingshan looked at these unfamiliar words, he could clearly feel the meaning they represented.

"Heaven..."