Qin Yu, who bathed in darkness, turned into darkness, and controlled the darkness, actually believed the words of the demon creature behind the door.

Through the dark power that invaded his body, Qin Yu could truly feel the despair and fear in his heart before he died. In that state, the probability of the demon creature lying to him was slim.

So the most likely situation is that Youji really disappeared as he said. Qin Yu didn't know what the reason was, but he had a very bad premonition, as if he would never be able to find her again.

This felt very bad. It was so bad that Qin Yu's mind was completely lost when he turned into a dark state. If it weren't for a trace of instinct to restrain him, he would now wish he could destroy everything he saw in front of him.

Youji disappeared...she disappeared...she disappeared...every time this thought changed, there was a trace of destruction and violence in Qin Yu's eyes.

Just like an out-of-control beast, he was just driven by instinct to find another woman who was extremely important to him.

If you lose Youji, you must never lose Ning Ling again. This may be the only remaining obsession that Qin Yu has now.

At this moment, darkness covers the sky and the sun, and its range is so large that it can be clearly seen in any corner of the world. Endless shadows are scattered on the ground, as if eternal darkness is about to come!

Although it was a long distance, all the look of falling eyes were still uncontrollable, revealing deep fear.

It was a realm that was so powerful that with their level of power, they could not imagine at all. It was like an ant beside a volcano. Any burst of power was enough to burn them to ashes.

Ximen Gucheng widened his eyes. Although he had known for a long time that Qin Yu's current realm was no longer possible for him to guess. But now, feeling the darkness that "rumbling" roaring forward in the distant sky was still refreshed again, and his understanding of Qin Yu's upper limit of power.

But what happened that made Qin Yu so lose his composure? He could sense the bloodthirst and violence in the dark aura.

Shan Wugu's face was heavy and he took a deep breath, "Ning Ling, one of Youji is accused of something, I'm afraid something happened."

His eyes showed worries. At this moment, Qin Yu felt extremely unfamiliar with him, leaving only the aura of destruction and killing.

This is obviously extremely dangerous. If you are not careful, it may even backfire on him.

I grew up with Qin Yu since I was a child. Of course, Shan Wugu knew the nature of this friend. The more I felt, the more I would be hurt by love.

If it is as he guessed... Qin Yu will be in danger!

Ximen Gucheng smiled bitterly, "What we can do now seems to be waiting. Qin Yu is in his current state, and you and I will die if you go up."

Too scary!

The dark aura is simply a bloody mouth, and it is to tear all the existences that dare to block them before them and swallow them completely.

The immortal source is a respectful title, which can probably be interpreted as the source of immortal path.

Although, almost no creature in this world knows what the path of immortality is.

But no one doubts the power of the immortal source. When the darkness raged, only the area it protected could enjoy peace.

The new Immortal Sect has been rebuilt under the guidance of the Immortal Source. It took less than a hundred years to recruit disciples to recreate some of the charm of the Immortal Sect back then.

Nowadays, dozens of fairy mountains are floating high or low in the sky, all with lush trees and lush trees. Countless fairy birds are flying in the middle, and clouds and mist are swept deep in the depths. There are several beast roars sounding from time to time between the pavilions and towers, like a fairy-like atmosphere.

But now, the peaceful atmosphere of the Immortal Sect is completely gone, and countless monks with wide robes and long sleeves gather together, looking at the horizon as if they were facing a great enemy.

Darkness kept coming like a tide, and you could hear it in your ears, and the roars that looked like thunder were so terrifying that it entered your heart.

Although there is still a long distance, all the monks here understand that the target of darkness is the Immortal Sect.

"Not long ago, Xianyuan felt that the powerful cross-border aura fluctuations should be power from the demon world." A powerful Immortal Sect spoke in a deep voice.

"Could it be that the strong men in the Demon World are coming?" Another powerful man in the Immortal Sect spoke, frowned, "Don't they give up?"

"Hmph! With the protection of the immortal source, what if it is the arrival of the demon world?"

Having said that, the immortal cultivator who said this quickly turned pale with an uncontrollable expression.

Darkness is like abyss and a prison. Looking from afar is a feeling, but only when you are truly close to it can you feel its horror.

At this moment, dozens of hanging fairy mountains fell into silent silence.

The clouds were dispersed by the strong wind, and thick ancient trees were uprooted and rolled into the air to become shattered, scattered and scattered.

The flying fairy bird flew away from afar, and the running beasts hugged their heads tightly, trembling on the ground.

boom

The sword shadow soared into the sky, with a vast and majestic sword intent swept across all directions, and stood in front of the darkness that seemed to be able to break everything.

The cultivator of the Sword-holding Immortal Sect stepped forward, his face full of coldness and said in a cold voice: "The Xianyuan and the Dark Clan have reached an agreement long ago. No matter what the reason is, if you do not leave, it will be considered a violation of the agreement and will definitely bear the punishment from both parties!"

boom

The dark aura burst out instantly, condensing a terrifying hand and snatching it forward.

The sword cultivator of the Immortal Sect looked shocked and angry. He never expected that the other party would take action without saying a word. What made him feel particularly palpitations was that the power contained in this blow was incredible.

"cut!"

With a loud shout, the sword shadow slashed down with a loud bang, colliding with the hand of darkness.

The sword intent was full of momentum, but the result was that people stared at the eye. The sword shadow was shattered immediately at the moment of collision, and then the entire Sword Sect of the Immortal Sect was directly slapped out.

When the person was in mid-air, he had already burst, turning into broken flesh and bones all over the sky, becoming a big ball of red flowers.

The hand of Darkness continued to pat the people of the Immortal Sect without stopping, and a low and cold roar came from the dark aura, "Give her back to me!"

“Bold!”

"A evil beast, how dare you hurt someone in my Immortal Sect!"

"Please ask Xianyuan to take action and kill this beast!"

The people of the Immortal Sect were fleeing in a panic and roaring angrily, but the eyes that looked at the darkness still burst into fear.

With the strength of the fairy sword, he was actually killed in the face of the demons who came to this world, and the strength of them was terrifying.

But fear is afraid, they do not feel desperate, because the Immortal Sect has an Immortal Source... To be more precise, the Immortal Source is the foundation of the Immortal Sect!

"Please ask Xianyuan to take action!"

The monks of the Immortal Sect roared in unison.

The fear in their eyes suddenly disappeared, and there was a flash of excitement, as if they had seen the scene of Xianyuan taking action and defeating the darkness.

But nothing happened.

boom

With a shocking sound, the hand of darkness shattered a suspended fairy mountain. Some cultivators of the Immortal Sect who had weak cultivation and did not leave were torn to pieces before they could scream.

Then there is the second seat, the third seat...

The dark hand destroyed everything with a strait, screaming endlessly. The immortal cultivator who fled in a hurry turned pale.

They couldn't figure out why Xianyuan didn't respond?

"Please ask Xianyuan to take action!" A cultivator of the Immortal Sect howled shrillly, his chest was stained with blood, and he turned around and looked at the highest immortal mountain.

All the monks of the Immortal Sect know that the immortal source is there.

But the response to him was still silent. The cultivator of the Immortal Sect was swallowed by the power of darkness. With a loud bang, the breath completely dissipated.

"Give her back to me!" In the darkness, a roar sounded again, filled with madness at all costs.

boom

Another dark hand appeared, and the speed at which the immortal mountain of the Immortal Sect was destroyed suddenly increased by more than twice.

"Escape, go to the place where the immortal source is!"

"Xianyuan will definitely save us!"

The monks of the Immortal Sect had their eyes red and fled desperately. The power of darkness was so terrifying that anyone who tried to stop it had been killed.

Of course, powerful cultivators can escape, but there are weak people everywhere, even the re-emerging immortal sect. As the immortal mountains are destroyed, the only thing waiting for them is the end of being destroyed.

These people with weak cultivation can live in the Immortal Sect, either have excellent qualifications and are pillars of the Immortal Sect in the future, or are relatives in the family, and are strong people in the Immortal Sect.

No matter which one is possible, as they are killed in large numbers, the blood color in the eyes of the cultivators of the Immortal Sect is becoming more and more intense.

The immortal source is located in the important place of the Immortal Sect, and no one is allowed to step in. Even if it is a cultivator of the Immortal Sect, the same is true.

A large number of immortal cultivators gathered outside the highest immortal mountain, with resentment and despair in their blood-colored eyes.

Because Xianyuan blocked Xianshan and refused to enter!

"Xianyuan, do you have to watch us all be killed today?" A cultivator of the Immortal Sect roared, bleeding and tears in his eyes.

His relatives and relatives in his family were buried in the fairy mountain. Now they are suffering and suffering inside, which is understandable to outsiders.

Xianshan is silent.

The monk of the Immortal Sect howled, and his figure soared into the sky, colliding with the hand of darkness and exploded directly.

"Fight!"

"I would rather die than bite him a piece of flesh and blood!"

"How can I wait for death by my Immortal Sect cultivator?"

call out

call out

One after another, one figure after another rushed into the sky, like a moth to the fire, rushing towards the two hands that were raging in darkness. A loud self-destruction sounded and then followed. In just a few breaths, nearly half of the strong people accumulated by the Immortal Sect over the years had been lost.

A sigh sounded from the fairy mountain, and the blockade suddenly opened, pulling the remaining immortal cultivators into it.
To be continued...