The world of self-cultivation has been ruined by me

Su Le's eyes revealed intense panic, he was too familiar with this phenomenon.

The power of the world of the ancestor of the God of Transformation!
He was ambushed!
Directly in front, a palm the size of a house is condensed by spiritual energy, but it is as solid as flesh and blood.

At this time, with an incomparably terrifying coercion, he quickly suppressed it.

An incomparable sense of crisis rose in Su Le's heart, and his heart stopped.

Every cell in the body is urging, run away, run away.

However, the solid space is like a mountain, firmly suppressing him.

There is no escape!
The next moment, the giant palm suppressed it.

"Yu!"

At the last moment, Su Le pinned his hopes on Yu.

Almost at the same time as he shouted, Yu in his mind suddenly opened his eyes, raised his finger, and pointed forward.

The next moment, Su Le's eyes completely turned into darkness, and an incomparably thick black mist sprayed out and spread rapidly.

Wherever it passes, the stagnation of space quickly recovers.

At this time, the giant palm descended.

In the black mist, a dark finger emerged, pointing to the giant palm.

boom!
Su Le hurriedly took out the black leather and wrapped it up. The next moment, a terrifying explosion occurred.

The berserk energy was weakened by layers of black mist, and the remaining part hit him, barely repulsed.

Escaping from the dead, Su Le was extremely calm, the black energy exploded wildly, and it was absorbed in an instant.

He quickly glanced at the light door next to him.

Then, turned around and fell down.

Lying at the bottom of the deep pit created by the explosion, Su Le remained motionless, letting the mud splash all over the sky to bury him.

Almost at the same time, the light gate he just glanced at twisted and disappeared directly.

It is conceivable that if he flew towards the light gate, he would hit the connected barrier.

Above, a silver-haired old man with immortal demeanor looked at the black mist as if facing a formidable enemy, and the power of the world surged out to stop the black mist from spreading.

Chi Chi!

Like cold water being poured on a hot soldering iron, the edge of the black mist twists the air and black smoke rises.

The silver-haired old man's face turned pale, and his consciousness surged out, fluctuating rapidly: "You three come quickly, I can't stop it alone!"

The space fluctuated a bit.

Three middle-aged men, two men and one woman, emerged out of thin air, and the power of the world surged out to resist the black mist.

At this moment, the four great transformation spirits of the Tianmo Sect came out together, just to resist the dense black mist.

Judging from their faces, each of them was very dignified, and it was obviously not easy.

At this time, a wave spread rapidly from the black mist.

"Stop him!"

The silver-haired old man's expression changed and he let out a loud shout.

Immediately, You Hufa emerged, and his consciousness exploded, slamming into that wave.

Just, it's too late!
The fluctuation quickly skipped over a large area, quickly subsided, and did not collide with him at all.

One after another figures floated up in the air. At a glance, there were no fewer than 500 people.

Among them, there are only more than two hundred people who are really floating in the air, representing two hundred golden cores.

The remaining 300 people hang on their bodies, including men and women, old and young.

At this time, they all said together: "Tianmozong, wait for the revenge of the young master, hahaha..."

Shouting continuously, the sound vibrates through the magic power and spreads rapidly. [space]
Everywhere it went was chaos.

"Foreign enemy invasion? It's scary!"

"Did someone break into my sect? What should I do?"

"Look, a few ancestors have come out, it will be fine."

As soon as this person's words fell, fireworks suddenly exploded from the hundreds of figures floating in the air.

"No, my child!"

"Dad, don't!"

"Old ancestor, please, please save them!"

Crying, crying for help, crying...

There was chaos nearby.

"Rescue!"

You Hufa's face changed, and all the power of the world under his control burst out, covering the remaining 300 people.

In just a moment, there were more than 100 people who were killed by the self-explosion.

And these are all people of the same vein.

"I can't hold on for long, the Nascent Soul and above will come out, seal them!"

Figures shot out one after another, and the Nascent Soul powerhouses of Shengzhi quickly sealed those figures floating in the air.

At this moment, another explosion occurred in the crowd below.

"Tianmozong, you will regret it, hahaha..."

Farther away, a person yelled frantically, and then blew himself up.

boom!
Not only that, explosions sounded from everywhere.

"Bastard!"

The silver-haired old man suddenly withdrew the power of the world and erupted again, covering a radius of ten miles around.

He sensed it clearly, the fluctuation just now covered this area, God knows how many people have been enslaved by the heir of the taboo!
However, as the silver-haired old man withdrew, the black mist quickly spread along the gap he left, spreading instantly.

The faces of the other three Huashen Patriarchs changed drastically, "You Ming, no..."

"Never mind, this lineage of this old man is going to be extinct!" the silver-haired old man You Ming shouted angrily before they could finish speaking.

The other three Transformation Gods mobilized the power of the world to block the spreading black mist and shouted at the same time.

"Mie Yimai, Nascent Soul, hurry up!"

"The pulse of speed, Yuanying and above come quickly!"

"The pulse of the shield, the Nascent Soul, hurry up!"

Accompanied by shouts, figures shot from all over Sky City, helping to seal everyone within a radius of ten miles.

With their participation, the situation gradually came under control. Seeing this, the silver-haired old man rejoined the black mist-dispelling team with a dark face.

There is no way, the pulse of life is here, once the black mist breaks out, they will be the first to suffer.

The four Ancestors of Huashen joined forces, constantly using the power of the world to wipe away the black mist.

As time passed, the black mist gradually faded until it disappeared.

"call……"

The four ancestors of Huashen breathed a sigh of relief, with tired faces on their faces.

"Seeing the power of taboo with your own eyes, you know how terrible he is..."

The God Transformation Ancestor of the Shield Bloodline sighed, his voice full of fear.

This is still a taboo heir who has not grown up, and it takes four Huashen to work together to barely suppress it.

How terrifying would it be at its peak?
Even if they haven't personally experienced the scene ten thousand years ago, they can still imagine it.

Destruction!

"This is not his own power, it should be threatened by his life, which inspired the forbidden power..." the ancestor of the God of Destruction said in a deep voice.

The Ancestor of Huashen of Speedy Line glanced at the chaotic sky city, and sighed: "The whole sky city is in panic, and I don't know if this time is worth it..."

"Those who are under their own control..." The silver-haired old man snorted, his face ugly.

This time, his lifeline suffered a great loss. In this area, at least more than 1000 ethnic groups accounted for one-fifth of the entire lineage.

Among them, it is unknown how many were enslaved.

Thinking of this, his face darkened even more.

"Let's talk about how to find the heir of the taboo!"

The silver-haired old man's tone was not kind. The problem of the tribe needs to be solved, and the heir of the taboo must be found.

"Don't worry, he's already trapped here, even if the means are weird, it's impossible to escape!"

The God Transformation Ancestor of the Destroyer Vein said in a deep voice: "It's really not possible, let's use the power of the world to check everyone, and he will have nothing to hide!"