Before the end of the road, as if a grand hunt was being held, people kept coming out of the horns and rushing down the cliff in groups, and the shouts broke the silence of the mountains, and merged into a torrent of excitement and excitement.

The first monk to fall finally made it through the fog and appeared in everyone's sight.

Liu Qinghuan looked over, and at a glance, he saw that the monk's coat was mottled with blood, his breath was weak, and he was obviously injured.

However, the man's consciousness was still there, and he had been trying to control his body, but he was obviously affected by the turbid fog, and the mana in his body was not working well, so he could only barely control the speed of his fall.

If so, he fell into the deep ravine below, and should still be able to survive.

Unfortunately, just as he had passed through the last layer of turbid fog, all kinds of strange things mixed with knives, guns and clubs flew towards him from all directions.

Liu Qinghuan even saw a brother round his arm, and with his arm strength alone, he threw a stone the size of a human head into the air!

The stone, with great force, struck the monk like a meteor, struck the monk with a bow, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth with an "ah", and then he was drowned in all kinds of attacks.

In the hands of these cultivators, even ordinary stones have become murder weapons that cannot be underestimated.

The monk struggled and screamed, but he seemed powerless and fell staggeringly.

Before he could fall into the deep stream, a large net flew out of nowhere, covered his head, and quickly recovered.

For a while, all kinds of shouting and scolding came from all over the mountain, and I heard a person shouting: "What is the noise, here it is again!"

Sure enough, a few more monks smashed through the fog layer and fell.

As a result, everyone didn't have time to talk nonsense, and they were all rushing to their respective goals to rob people.

These Qingying monks, who might have infinite scenery and a bright path, were once beaten to the dust, and before they could see the sinister scenery of the turbid abyss, they fell into the claws of the greedy alien race.

Some people died, some were caught, and some escaped from the heavy attacks, only to be caught by some high-level force waiting on the periphery.

The cold wind poured up from the deep stream at the bottom of the cliff, but it couldn't blow away the boiling blood, like a carnival of the end times, and everyone's eyes were blood-red. Some people hurried from Blackwater City to join in the carnival.

Who's right and who's wrong?

Who lives and who dies?

Who is cheering in ecstasy, and who is wailing miserably?

The turbid abyss of poor mountains and bad waters cannot raise good flowers, but can only brew the bitter fruits of evil.

Within the turbid abyss, the alien race is hunting the human cultivator, and outside the turbid abyss, the human cultivator is also hunting the alien race. At this time, it was just the same scene.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the top of the mountain with his hands in his hands, and with an inaudible sigh, he slowly drifted away in the wind.

At some point, Fu Bao and the avatar had returned to him, watching the scene in silence.

Just when they all thought that this terrible carnival would continue until no one else fell, several figures appeared above the last layer of fog.

Liu Qinghuan narrowed his eyes, these people were also the lowest cultivators, and the male cultivator in the middle was actually in the early stage of transforming into a god.

And although they were all seriously injured, they formed a sword formation that was connected from end to end, and each of them had a slight glow circulating on their bodies.

However, none of the alien races who had already snatched the red eyes noticed anything unusual, and they still threw all kinds of shoddy weapons in a swarm.

Only this time, whether it was a stick or a stone, they were all blocked from a few people.

The next moment, a scorching brilliance suddenly erupted from their bodies, and sword qi poured out like a frenzied tide!

Before countless aliens could understand what was going on, they were swept into this wave, and in the blink of an eye, they were torn into tens of thousands of pieces by the sword qi, and a warm blood mist stained the cold mountain wall red.

And those Qingming monks did not stay in place, opened the way with sword qi, and quickly broke through, along the way, it can be said that people block and kill, and Buddha blocks and kills Buddha, so those who dare to come forward are all smashed into pieces by the flying sword qi.

It's just that they were still very flustered in their hearts, so that when they chose to break through, they didn't choose the direction well, and went straight to the top of the hill where Liu Qinghuan and the three of them were standing.

Liu Qinghuan was a little speechless, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the sight of the male cultivator in Chu Yi led by the other party.

Surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and a trace of hesitation could not help but rise in his heart, but he saw that the other mountains were full of people, but this direction had the fewest enemies, and it was the best place to break through.

Moreover, their speed was extremely fast, and it was too late to change direction at this time, so they looked fierce and pointed their swords forward, actually wanting to forcibly kill them.

The male cultivator in Chu Yi whispered, and the others immediately changed formations, and the swords in everyone's hands bloomed with a scorching light.

The cold that had hovered here for many years swept away, and a sword fell to the ground like a scorching sun, and a strange muffled tremor sounded in the air.

In an instant, the entire Dao Wuyan was attracted by the huge momentum, and the people nearby felt as if they had fallen into the scorching heat in an instant, sweating like rain.

Liu Qinghuan, who bore the brunt of the attack, still looked calm, and the howling wind blew the corners of his clothes, making a hunting sound.

And the avatar beside him suddenly took a step forward and punched out!

With a loud "bang", I saw that the scorching sun-like sword qi exploded in all directions, like brilliant sparks, splashing in all directions.

Several people in the air opened their mouths wide and looked at the avatar in disbelief, their faces quickly turning blue and red.

The three people below, although they couldn't see the cultivation, but with this blow, it was obviously not something they could compete with.

saw the man in green clothes below suddenly waved his hand, and leaned to the side: "Let's go." ”

Several people looked at him in disbelief, but at this time, they were not allowed to be in a daze, and many aliens had quietly surrounded him, ready to make a move at any time.

Chu Yi Nanxiu whispered to the people around him, and arched his hand: "Thank you!"

Liu Qinghuan shook his head lightly, and was about to speak, but his brows suddenly frowned, and he looked back.

Behind him was in the direction of Blackwater City, and a voice like a galloping thunder resounded in the sky: "Don't let anyone want to leave today!"

A large black bird swooped down from the turbid mist, its huge wings fanning the wind and blowing up the gray sand in the sky, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

Countless aliens fled in panic, and some of the unlucky ones were blown from the top of the mountain and fell into the deep stream.

Liu Qinghuan's expression was cold, and a blue light appeared between his fingers, and the surrounding area was immediately clear and quiet.

The big bird fell to the ground, lying on all fours, and a half-shirtless man stood high on the bird's head, only to see that his eyebrows were quenched, his eyes were like the tip of a knife, and his gestures gave people a cold and tyrannical feeling.

The man swept over everyone with a dumb stride, then looked at Liu Qinghuan and sneered: "Who dares to break the rules of my turbidity abyss! If you want to let these people cultivate and leave, you will leave your life behind!"

Hush.

No one replied, and everyone looked at Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan seemed to react at this time, and said inexplicably: "Are you talking to me? Isn't Master Wu Ling going up, who are you?"