It looked at the middle-aged Taoist pleadingly, but found that the body of the middle-aged Taoist was also trembling slightly at this moment. This infatuated Master Zhanglu was standing between heaven and earth at this moment, and he was also suffering from great pressure. His Taoist robe was already

Threads began to break.

As the master in charge of Chixin Guan, it is natural that the Taoist robe on his body is not ordinary, let alone invulnerable to water and fire. Even an ordinary monk would not be able to cut it open no matter what, but at this moment, he

His robe is falling apart.

This shows what kind of oppression he is suffering.

And over there, Chen Chao, the blood from his eyebrows continued to flow out, and the black robe on his body had long been broken, revealing his body full of scars.

The white mist enveloped him.

The middle-aged Taoist's face was solemn.

Everyone in the world just thinks that the realm of forgetfulness is the end of cultivation, but only beings like them know that there must be another realm above the realm of forgetfulness, and that realm must have been in this Rongshan Sect.

existed.

If you overcome Wangyou, you may not be able to live forever, but you will definitely be able to easily kill the monks in the Wangyou realm!

Facing these strange things, the middle-aged Taoist's face became extremely ugly.

There were already cracks under his feet, and there were even countless bones creaking all over his body.

He was like a house leaking from all sides at the moment, as if it could collapse in an instant.

…

…

The white mist keeps coming, and the sacred mountain like a fairyland is now wrapped in it, making it impossible to see any trace of it.

The Qingniu's limbs have been broken. He can only lie on the ground at the moment, looking here miserably. He doesn't know what his outcome will be, but it is very clear that if this trend continues today, it will definitely

Die here.

"Ah! I really don't want to die!"

It started screaming.

It's not because of physical pain, but actually more because of fear.

What a wonderful thing it is to be alive. If it dies like this, it will definitely feel very disappointing.

The middle-aged Taoist has an expressionless face and is just reciting a passage of Taoist scriptures silently. He cannot restore his cultivation at this moment, but while reciting this Taoist scriptures, his mood can temporarily calm down.

He needs to break the situation.

After finally cultivating to his level, if he died here, it would be extremely unworthy for him.

Not only did he want to survive, he also wanted to get the elixir.

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…

There are more and more white fog.

It seemed that the entire white mist outside Rongshan Sect had gathered in this place.

Between heaven and earth, there is thick white mist everywhere. Even the middle-aged Taoist can't see clearly the Chen Chao in front of him at this moment.

Even if they are just so close to each other.

Everything in heaven and earth is white mist.

The middle-aged Taoist saw the white mist moving slowly towards Chen Chao. Soon, Chen Chao would turn into a huge cicada chrysalis.

Maybe not.

It is an extremely white cocoon.

The middle-aged Taoist's eyes were a little curious.

Even he, after so many years of practice, has never seen such a scene.
Chapter completed!