However, what everyone didn't know was that the disaster that befell Wudang's head had only really begun at this moment.

Just after hundreds of Wudang disciples rushed into the boulder one after another, it didn't take long for the young disciples who stayed outside the boulder to look forward to it, a heart-rending scream came from the boulder, accompanied by a clear and clear sound of bones breaking, and bursts of exclamations.

After hearing this scream, the people outside were all trembling with fright, and they all saw a trace of dazedness and fear in each other's eyes when they looked at each other.

Because they had already heard that the person who screamed just now was one of their senior brothers, and he was also a senior brother who had cultivated quite well.

It's only been a long time since he went in, and this senior brother seems to have been killed, and listening to the terrible level of the screams just now, it is absolutely impossible to be as simple as being kicked by someone.

Just when the disciples left behind outside were whispering quietly, not knowing what to do, an even more terrible howl came out of the boulder again, clearly entering everyone's ears, and fiercely stimulating their nerves, which were already becoming more and more tense.

However, all this was just the beginning, as the second scream sounded, like a signal, and the next moment, screams came out of the boulder one after another.

Accompanied by the chilling howls, there was also a very rich, disgusting smell of blood.

Now everyone knows that something must have happened inside, but as for what trouble the senior brothers who went in were in it, they couldn't know.

And the Wudang disciples who stayed outside, even if they didn't have any opinions, and they didn't have strong cultivation, in this sudden situation, they all scurried around like headless flies, but no one dared to rush in to check the situation.

Just when the Wudang disciples were in a hurry, a figure rushed out from the crack in the boulder.

No, to be precise, it is a half-way figure, because the person who rushed out was only half of his body left at the moment, and looking at the posture in which he rushed out, it was not rushed out by himself, but as if he was thrown out.

Seeing this scene, the faces of everyone standing outside the boulder changed in unison, and they all took two steps back.

It was none other than their senior brother, who was recognized as the strongest cultivator among the Wudang disciples, and was second only to the master.

And such a strong man who has cultivated to the heavens is now only half of his body left, lying on the ground with his life dying, twitching gently, and his lower body is as if it was directly cut off by some sharp weapon, and the wound is as neat as a mirror.

Before the young disciples could recover from their shock, one after another mutilated figures flew out from the cracks in the boulders.

These people who were thrown out were all Wudang disciples who rushed in, but at this moment, many people had already turned into cold corpses.

Even those who are lucky enough to have not breathed their last breath are extremely seriously injured, and it seems that they will not survive.

After a rough estimate, the people outside found that the number of people who were thrown out was less than half of the people who rushed in, that is, at least half of them had not yet come out.

But looking at the tragic situation in front of them, they don't think that the people inside still have a chance to survive, and those people may not be able to come out.

Looking at the tragic situation in front of them, which was like purgatory in the world, the Wudang disciples were people with numb scalps and slightly weaker psychological quality, and they were already lying on the ground vomiting.

And some people who were not yet frightened stupid hurriedly rushed to those senior brothers, and at the same time loudly called on the surrounding senior brothers to hurry up and help, and carry all the injured and dead senior brothers back for treatment.

Just as everyone was busy carrying the wounded, the Wudang head of the Earth Immortal Realm suddenly flew out backwards from the crack.

Compared to those disciples who were in extremely miserable condition, the situation of the head of the sect was obviously much better, except for the left arm hanging down, which seemed to be broken, and the white Dao robe on his body was stained red with blood, there were no too serious injuries.

Despite this, everyone could guess from the situation on the head of the sect how dangerous they had just encountered in the boulder.

Being able to kill and injure so many Wudang disciples when all the elites of Wudang came out together, and even a strong man in the immortal realm like the head of Wudang was seriously injured, this can no longer be described as shocking, it is simply an incredible thing.

However, now is obviously not the time to think so much, since the head has returned, everything is naturally decided by the head of the house, many people immediately surrounded it, while anxiously asking what happened inside, while helping the injured head back to rest.

Those young disciples didn't have to worry about whether they would encounter any danger if they rushed forward so rashly.

If those enemies who injured their senior brother and the head of the sect rushed out, with their little cultivation, I am afraid that it would not even be enough to stuff people's teeth.

And what makes them so fearless is naturally the head who stands in front of them.

In the minds of the disciples of Wudang, the head of the sect is an invincible existence, and no one can defeat him in a lifetime.

Although in the battle in the boulder, the head also suffered a lot of injuries, but since the head has come out safely, it means that the final winner is still the head of the house, and the enemy inside must have died under the sword of the head of the house.

However, what they didn't expect was that before they could help the head of the house away, they were pushed away by the head of the house.

Just when the disciples of Wudang were at a loss and were stunned by the master's actions, the always gentle and elegant master yelled at them angrily, telling them to stay away from here and hide as far away as possible.

I don't understand what's wrong with the boss and why his temperament has suddenly changed, many Wudang disciples are stunned and look at the boss who is shouting loudly, but they don't move under their feet.

And some people with active thoughts, as well as those who had been frightened stupid by the purgatory-like scene in front of them, immediately realized that something seemed to be wrong after hearing the shouts of the master, and did not dare to hesitate at the moment, turned around and ran away into the distance.

Just as the head of the sect was urging the disciples who still hadn't reacted and were still standing beside him and hadn't left to hurry up and go as far as they could, a long and piercing sound like fingernails scratching the iron door came from inside the boulder.

After hearing this voice, the boss's expression suddenly became more difficult to look at, and with his face that had been defeated by his injuries, it looked extremely hideous and terrifying.

It was only at this time that the disciples who had not had time to flee finally reacted, and it turned out that the enemy who had injured their senior brother and the head of the sect had not yet died.

Not only that, but listening to this movement, as well as the extremely ugly face of the leader, it seems that the other party still has the strength to fight, and it is very likely to rush out of the boulder.

After thinking of this, the disciples who stayed by the master's side immediately panicked.

Even their leaders have returned, and if the enemy inside rushes out, they cannon fodder will not have many deaths.

There was no need for others to urge them anymore, and those young disciples desperately fled towards the mountains and forests behind them with frightened faces, only hating that they had lost two legs, and they didn't dare to stay any longer.

It's not that they are cowardly and cowardly, and they don't even care about the injured boss, but they still have a lot of money and taels for themselves, and they still have a good idea in their hearts.

If there is only one leader, even if he is not defeated, at least he can still escape.

But if they are on the sidelines, not only will they not be able to help the master, but they are likely to drag him down, and the final result can only be that everyone dies together.

Although these young disciples finally reacted and began to flee in all directions, unfortunately, they fled too late.

Just when the fastest person had just turned around and ran out more than ten steps away, a black shadow with a body length of six or seven meters, and the thickness of the two of them swept through the cracks in the boulder, accompanied by a piercing "buzzing" sound, and rushed towards everyone.

After hearing the movement behind him, the person who ran last couldn't help but look back.

It's good not to look at it, but this one almost scared their souls away.

I saw a huge monster covered in pitch black and locust-like shape, swooping towards it at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye.

This monster is definitely something that no one has ever seen, only to see its ink-infected shell glowing with a faint light under the moonlight, and the disciples have no doubt that even if the other party is lying on his stomach and does not move, with the iron sword in his hand, I am afraid that even the other party's shell will not be able to split.

And the wings of this locust-like monster, they could only faintly catch a trace, just because the speed of the wings was so fast that they could only hear a buzzing sound.

What frightened everyone the most were the two one-meter-long, hideous fangs sticking out of the monster's grinning mouth.

The two fangs still flickered in the night, opening and closing like iron pincers, and each opening and closing would make a crisp sound of gold and iron clashing, just listening to it made people shudder.

And from the few wisps of blood that still remained on the two fangs, it was not difficult for everyone to guess that the previous broken arms of the corpses must be the masterpieces of this pair of fangs.

If they were bitten by the fangs, no one would think they would be able to get away with it.

And after seeing this monster that pounced on themselves and others, the only trace of courage in the hearts of the young disciples was completely extinguished, and they let out a terrified cry from their mouths, and they scattered and ran away.

Resist? What are you kidding, you can't even keep up with the movement speed of the monster in your sight, and how can you resist.