Chapter 170 Chaos Wave

The world has not yet opened, and chaos is everywhere. Pangu was the first to be born in chaos. Now he has gathered thousands of late-stage masters of the Daluo Jinxian period in the prehistoric world and then entered the prehistoric world to listen to the sect, but he was a little excited in his heart.

"Teacher? Is this chaos? I feel nothing strange." Fox Mei looked at this boundless gray space carefully.

The sky walked slowly in the void in the chaos: "Strange? What's wrong with you? This chaos has changed in the same shape after tens of billions of years. If it weren't for the great god Pangu who opened up the world, he would still be wandering in this endless chaos."

"Is the teacher the innate god?"

The heaven mocked himself, "Innate God? Is that true." But he sighed in his heart; he is afraid that he will be the last innate God.

The fox charming eyes looked at the sky with a burning look, as if he was very interested in this innate god.

Because the three of them were the first to enter the Chaos, there was no monk, and they seemed extremely quiet.

At this time, at the barrier of heaven and earth, an old man who was staggering turned into a stream of light, followed by several rays of different colors.

"Oh, I didn't expect that I would come one step later. You all listened. The chaos is extremely dangerous and there is a disaster of death at any time. After entering the chaos, I am ready to sacrifice magic weapons at any time." Old Long said softly, staring at the depths of the chaos. The gray space was endless, just like an abyss that was not returning.

Old Long led the nine dragon monks of the Daluo Golden Immortals to fly into the chaos while stepping on a cloud of auspicious clouds. However, not long after, two golden lights flew across the sky to the barrier of heaven and earth.

One looked bitter and compassionate, and the other was the two Western Cundi, who led the way. The two nodded to each other and entered chaos one after another. Then many monks also entered chaos one after another. In this way, there were probably no less than ten thousand monks.

The sky said that there were less than three thousand people who could enter the Zixiao Palace. This shows how many Daluo Golden Immortals fell into chaos?

"Young Master? Is the wind blowing?" Qing'er suddenly whispered beside the sky.

Is the wind blowing?

Cangtian suddenly stopped and smiled faintly: "When there is no wind in the chaos, please note that this is a chaotic air wave, containing countless gale winds, dark thunders, vortexes, and each of them has fatal damage. If the Daluo Golden Immortal does not have the protection of the innate spiritual treasure, it will be difficult to survive."

Qing'er and Fox Mei were stunned; "Is this just a breeze so dangerous?"

At this time, the Sanqing, who was following Cangtian, was also walking carefully in the chaos.

"What's wrong with the big brother? Is there anything wrong with it?" I suddenly stopped and Yuanshi asked.

My eyes slowly glanced forward, felt it carefully, and immediately said, "No, this is a chaotic wave. It seems we have to avoid it." My tone was very plain, as if we were talking about family matters.

Yuan Shi frowned and felt a flow of chaotic aura. He nodded in agreement.

"Haha, I didn't expect it was the Chaos Wave. We avoided it, but the monks behind us were going to be in trouble." Tongtian smiled.

"If they have the strength, they will naturally be able to resist it." I said lightly.

The three of them immediately turned into streams of light and rushed upwards, avoiding the coming chaotic waves.

As for the monks who were behind, they were discussing this chaos.

"I heard that the great god Pangu was born in chaos, but I didn't expect that life could be born in such a desolate environment? This chaos is really unusual."

"Well, what fellow Taoist said is reasonable. This chaotic energy is very corrosive. Even the protective energy of our Daluo Jinxian can corrode. You should pay attention to it."

"How could this little chaos be like a group of Daluo Golden Immortals? The arrogant Taoist Cangtian just now was just an exaggeration."

Various whispers and discussions broke this originally peaceful chaos.

The most Hongyun heard was nothing more than belittled by the words of Cang Tian, ​​and boasting that the chaos was not worth mentioning in front of him.

"Hmph, a group of arrogant and brainless monks, how can I, Hongyun, be with them?" Hongyun snorted coldly in his heart, and immediately turned into a stream of light and fled forward.

The red clouds turned into rainbows and the monks were only slightly surprised and did not attract much attention.

At this time, everyone walked into the depths of the chaos in a row, talking and laughing along the way, without taking what Cang Tian said before at all. Of course, some monks still took care of it, just thinking that they could deal with thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals and the followers or a large number of monks following him and others could handle any situation.

"Huh? A cloud of air actually appeared in front of me. Could it be that the weather in the chaos is so changeable?" Hongyun flew forward for a moment and stopped immediately.

He looked at him and said in a deep voice, "Oh, this is not an ordinary cloud of air. There are countless thunder, lightning, wind, and extreme crisis."

The magic power surged with great force, turning into a red light and soaring into the sky, and he said in secret; "You can't fight against it head-on."

You must avoid it." Hongyun had already learned a little about the chaos from the words of the sky. It would be unusual for any ordinary scene in the prehistoric world to be replaced by chaos.

The true appearance of chaos is the calm and unchanging.

The air mass spans tens of thousands of miles, and with the continuous surge, it becomes wider and wider, and it is estimated that this air wave will be enough to brew a storm after another moment.

"Brother, look at something strange in front of you." A man with a domineering face in a mysterious robe pointed forward.

Sure enough, a wave of air was rushing towards him and his group.

A gentle man beside him looked at him intently: "This air wave seems unusual, and it is mixed with countless lightning and wind blades. Taiyi is ready to sacrifice your Chaos Bell to avoid accidents."

Taiyi nodded immediately, flipped his hand and appeared in his hand, gently threw it up, growing in the wind, turning into three feet in size and hanging over his head.

"Fellow Taoists, look ahead? A wave of air rushed towards us." A Taoist immediately exclaimed.

All the monks present were clever and sharp-eyed. One of them exclaimed, and everyone noticed it immediately. A gray gas covering the sky and the earth was rolling and rippling.

The vast soup was like a tide and rushed towards everyone, with aura like a mad dragon going out to the sea, and thousands of horses galloping. The sharp roar and the roars were endless, which moved everyone.

The power of the chaos wave starts is very small and the range is limited. However, the more you move, it will be like a snowball, and it will gradually become smaller and disappear in the end. Moreover, the chaos is not very common in chaos. If you encounter it, you will avoid it. Anyway, the chaos is endless, so you can hide anywhere.

It is impossible to avoid such a large-scale rush, unless you turn around and run away. However, nearly 10,000 monks are famous figures, how could they do such shameless things? Besides, there are many people, not even the wave of air.

"Haha, it's just some gale wind, dark thunder, etc., what's the fear of the Daluo Golden Immortal?" A monk not only wasn't in a hurry to see this, but instead smiled and showed great confidence.

But the next moment I was stunned.

A cultivator in the late stage of Daluo Jinxian used his entire body to resist the wave, but he had just contacted the chaotic air wave, and the protective energy in his body was torn apart like paper, and his body was instantly exposed to the turbulent wind.

In the blink of an eye, it was not cut into powder, and there was only a scream that echoed in the empty chaos.

"Hiss..." Everyone immediately took a breath of air conditioning, and a seemingly ordinary wave actually had such great power.

At this moment, Cangtian suddenly smiled: "The world of our demon gods is the world of us, even the Daluo Golden Immortals can't stop the chaotic wind from being split.

Unless you have some spiritual treasures to protect you, once you encounter a chaos riot, you will die for a lifetime."

"Friends of Taoism, this chaotic wave is powerful, and we must unite to overcome this difficulty." At this time, a gentle and elegant monk immediately reacted and made a clear decision.

A voice immediately sounded among the crowd; "It turned out to be the Sun Star, fellow Taoist Di Jun, we should be united at this time." As soon as the words came, a monk flew out of the crowd and gathered next to Di Jun.

Di Jun looked at the man and smiled immediately; "I haven't asked for the Taoist name yet."

The Taoist was a fairy-like figure, showing a very elegant demeanor. He held a feather fan and smiled: "I have seen fellow Taoist fellow Taoist." Bai Ze said intimately: "I just calculated that this chaos disaster will be resolved by you. Don't let me down."

Di Jun nodded. Although he didn't know how Taoist Bai Ze knew his name, now is not the time to say such words.

With the response of the first monk, the other monks immediately put down their faces and gathered together in a blink of an eye. They looked at each other, gathered magic powers, and a huge light curtain formed in a blink of an eye, covering thousands of people.

Thousands of Daluo Golden Immortals were extremely quick to move, and they completed all this in just a few breaths, because they all knew that if they dispersed, the fate would probably be the same as the Daluo Golden Immortal.

When Di Jun saw the light curtains that were supported by everyone, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief: "Fortunately these monks were not so stupid that they were all in their own camps. They took this opportunity to win over these people and do great things in the future." There was a hint of sharp light in Di Jun's golden eyes.

"Rumbling..." At this time, the wave had already rushed towards it and hit the streaming light.

The light curtain supported by the power of thousands of Daluo Jinxian was strong, but the strongest collision was not torn apart. Everyone's faces changed, and they endured their physical discomfort and continued to transfer their magic power. However, these monks were temporarily gathered together, each with their own thoughts, so they all retained six points of strength.

"Everyone hold on, this strongest blow has already been over. Just hold on for a while and wait until the wave passes and you will be safe and sound." Di Jun immediately encouraged his momentum and hinted: The crisis has not passed yet, so don't retain his strength. If the defense is broken, he will die here.
Chapter completed!