Godly Immortality: Start with the Butcher and add some Immortality!

At this moment, something unexpected happened.

The mist, which had been becoming thinner and thinner, suddenly turned as dark as ink without any warning.

It was still noon, but the dark fog that surged in like a tide was like layers of black curtains, completely enveloping Wei Hong and others, and even obscuring the sky.

As for those areas that seemed to be not far away and were not shrouded in the weirdness, they had already been completely blocked.

The change of the strange fog could be said to be without any warning, but it was extremely rapid, and it was completed almost in an instant, leaving everyone unable to react.

The face of the Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect instantly became extremely gloomy. He subconsciously slapped the storage bag on his waist, and a fist-sized purple bell immediately appeared in his hand. Then he raised his hand, and the purple bell immediately swelled up in the wind and turned into a purple bell more than ten feet high.

The purple light turned into a stream of purple light and flew above the head of the Jindan Patriarch, and then the purple bell suddenly vibrated violently.

Dangdang Dangdang!

The loud bell sounds rang out from the purple bell and spread rapidly in all directions.

And the sound of the bell directly turned into tangible sound waves, creating ripples in the air.

It is as loud as the sound of a Huangzhong bell, deafening.

Obviously, this big purple bell should be the Zi Yang Bell, the treasure of Qingyun Sect.

As the terrifying sound waves that were as substantial as substance quickly spread out in all directions, the pitch-black strange fog that was like a black curtain was instantly shattered by the sound waves and was squeezed outwards step by step by the terrifying sound waves, making it temporarily impossible for the strange fog to spread over.

"go!"

The Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect growled with an unpleasant expression.

He just clapped the white round beads in his hands, and the white shield covering the thousands of disciples of Qingyun Sect suddenly became twice as thick.

After hearing the order from the Jindan Patriarch, the many disciples of Qingyun Sect dared not delay and hurriedly quickened their pace and began to run wildly in the designated direction.

It was not until this time that the wandering cultivators in the market town who had fallen behind finally reacted.

"what!!!"

A young monk who was at the end and had no time to react was directly enveloped by the dark fog.

All everyone heard was a shrill scream, and then there was no more sound.

Obviously, once touched or swallowed by the dark fog, there is no chance of survival. The fate of the young monk is enough to make this clear.

Such a scene immediately frightened the more than 300 independent cultivators in the market and made their faces turn pale.

"Quick, run!"

"Hurry up and catch up with the people from Qingyun Sect, hurry up!"

"It's over, the weird is coming to kill us, hurry up and leave!"

"Wait for me, seniors from Qingyun Sect, please wait for us!"

All the wandering cultivators in the market town were so frightened that their hair stood on end, and they all quickly ran towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.

At this moment, even a fool would have understood that something big had happened in the strange fog, and they were being tricked!

Even though the Zi Yang Bell was constantly vibrating and emitting waves of terrifying sound waves, the dark fog that was squeezed outside was still surging wildly. Countless strange things gathered into a strange tide, which was constantly impacting the purple sound waves, constantly devouring the sound waves, and then spreading over again.

Wei Hong's eyelids twitched wildly. He didn't expect that the uneasiness in his heart would become a reality.

"Come on, follow me!"

Wei Hong roared and rushed forward quickly.

He didn't want to fall into the terrifying and strange tide behind him. He might not be able to hold on for even a moment and would be turned into nothing.

Ding Xue's face turned pale with fright, and she followed Wei Hong closely.

It was not until now that she understood what Wei Hong had warned her many times before.

"what!"

"Help!"

"Hurry up and give me a hand!"

At this time, the strange tide that was originally blocked by the Zi Yang Bell began to spread rapidly again, and the monks who fell behind let out earth-shaking screams.

No one can escape, and anyone who falls into the strange tide will be swallowed up in an instant.

Wei Hong's scalp also felt tingling, and his feet burst out with an unprecedented speed.

He had the same idea as Qingyun Sect, which was to escape as quickly as possible. After all, this place was not far from the edge of the strange fog. If he could escape, he would not have to worry about being surrounded by the strange tide.

As for those independent cultivators behind, who can care so much?

And while running away, Wei Hong did not forget to look left and right, trying to see if he could find a way to escape.

At this time, all the people from Qingyun Sect had solemn expressions on their faces. Everyone was ready for battle. Some of them even had white fingers holding their magic weapons, which showed their inner tension.

The Jindan ancestor of Qingyun Sect even opened his mouth and spit out a golden flying sword, which wandered around him to protect him.

However, as the Qingyun Sect members moved forward, the strange tide became more and more terrifying. Wave after wave kept emerging, madly blocking their way forward, causing their escape speed to slowly slow down.

The Jindan ancestor frowned, and when he was about to use some magic weapon to continue to disperse the strange tide, his face suddenly changed drastically, and he raised his hand and shot out a black light.

It was actually a black tortoise shell, and in the blink of an eye it became the size of a house and tightly covered the head of the Jindan Patriarch.

Boom!

An extremely thick tree trunk arm lashed hard on the black tortoise shell released by the Qingyun Sect's Golden Core Patriarch, making a shocking noise.

The extremely thick tree trunk arm appeared so abruptly that no one except the Jindan Patriarch could react.

The next moment, a terrifying figure a thousand feet tall condensed out from the strange fog. It seemed that there were countless strange and long black shadows waving around the huge figure, which was daunting.

Wei Hong's face also changed drastically. He had naturally seen that it was clearly the giant tree monster that had appeared once before. The tree trunk arm that had just been whipped down was just one of the countless arms on its body.

He immediately grabbed Ding Xue tightly and didn't dare to take another step forward.

Because the giant tree demon was blocking their way, its purpose was naturally to prevent them from leaving the strange fog.

Who could have thought that in the last stretch of the journey before leaving the strange fog, the terrifying giant tree demon that could even fight against the Golden Core Ancestor would appear again. It was obvious that it didn't want them to leave.

In such a situation and with such a formation, Wei Hong would never believe it if the giant tree demon didn't prepare it specially for them.

"No wonder, no wonder there weren't many strange things happening in the past two days, it turns out they were all waiting here!"

"No wonder, no wonder I feel so uneasy, it turns out the biggest disaster is waiting here!"

Looking at the terrifying figure of the giant tree demon, Wei Hong murmured with a wry smile.