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Volume 1: The Road Directly Points to the Radio Chapter 227: Fu Qiluo

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    That world seemed to be shattered. In addition to the green mountains and green waters, there were countless cracks in the sky and the earth at the edge. Meteorites fell from the sky and magma rolled on the ground.

    An Lan's heart moved. Looking at it from such a distance stirred up memories in his heart.

    "This world seems to be very similar to what we saw in Dragon Tomb!"

    "Boom!" Without waiting for any further thought, another group of demons surged out from the distance. The magic weapon in their hands came out of their hands, changing in various ways, and rushed towards the human monks.

    The body of a demon swelled in the wind, reaching more than ten feet in the blink of an eye. At first glance, it seemed to be almost standing on top of the sky. Its mouth was open, and it looked like a cave. It was dark and deep and smelled of blood. His big teeth were like door panels. When opening and closing,  Flesh and blood are still mixed in the gaps between the teeth, and the saliva is like ripples in the water.

    "Bang!" A clear voice sounded. A cultivator's magic weapon was bitten by the big teeth and instantly turned into pieces. Even his magic weapon shone with light and could barely hold on.

    This demon's bloody mouth almost covers the sky. Magical weapons and magic weapons are constantly being caught in its huge mouth. The saliva rolls in its mouth, and the blood stains the magic weapons and magic weapons, making them filthy and losing their power.

    "Kill!" Several cultivators joined forces and used the magic weapon.  Finally, he was able to withstand this troll that was rampaging and destroying the formation.

    "The power of the sacrificial sword." A cultivator in charge of the small formation gave an order, and everyone worked together.  The energy fluctuated and condensed into a lightsaber in the air.

    The lightsaber was filled with brilliance, and there were many talismans and seals floating on it. As soon as it appeared, it ran towards the troll, followed by the magic weapons of many cultivators.

    An Lan's hook was also quietly hidden in the light.

    "Hi!" The lightsaber pierced the troll's body, its scales lit up with light, and the blood lines were like small streams gathering together.

    Two kinds of rays of light appeared in the Sky Street, and as the monks exerted their strength, they shouted.  The lightsaber finally broke through the troll's protective mask and scales after gathering the power of many people and amplifying the formation.

    The armor leaves were flying, blood spurted out like a fountain, spraying for several feet, and blood rained all over the sky.

    "Ang!" The troll roared and raised a palm.  With a slap towards the wound, the lightsaber was scattered, but the palm of his hand was also blown into pieces.

    At this time, the magic weapons of all the cultivators are also in place, all kinds of brilliance are everywhere, and the sharp aura fills the air hundreds of feet away.  In this radius place, strange sights appear frequently, all caused by the power of the magic weapon.

    Although there are some demons accompanying the troll, demons of the same level are already at a disadvantage when facing the magic weapons of human monks.  He could only resist reluctantly and was defeated after a while.

    "Let's go." The cultivator leading the way called out.  The monks all over the sky followed.

    Ahead, you can vaguely see several sword auras like rainbows, shining in the sky. They are the supreme power of Nascent Soul cultivators and they are invincible. There don¡¯t seem to be many demon masters of the same level here?

    "Looking at this battle, the demons in the abyss have a big plan, but everything seems to be going too smoothly." Many cultivators have this question, but the cultivators who have entered the earth are all here, and they can no longer retreat.  The only way to find out is the situation.

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    They finally caught up with the Yuanying cultivators. It wasn't that the Yuanying cultivators flew slowly, but that they stopped.

    The black mist that stirred like life in front of me dissipated, and I could see a world fluttering in front of my eyes.

    This world seems to be vast and boundless, because at a glance, you can see mountains, rivers, and meteorites falling from the air, but it seems small, and you can see its size when you are separated from the world in a trance.

    In front of this world, there are more than ten strange and dark demons standing in the wind. Their momentum is restrained, but they exude their own coercion, making the surrounding world depressed.

    The Nascent Soul cultivators are confronting them.

    "How brave you are, how dare you come here." At this time, a demon saw a steady stream of human monks pouring out from behind, his eyes flashed red, and he spoke quietly.

    Another demon took a step forward and with a wave of his hand, the pursuing demons stopped one after another.

    For a time, the fighting stopped, and the world gradually returned to purity.

    "Hmph! What conspiracy do you guys have to invade this place?" A Yuanying stage monk had a solemn face and kept looking at that side of the world.

    "This seems to be a real world!" They were constantly communicating secretly, and they did not dare to show the horror in their hearts on their faces.

    "How can this be?"

      "Haha, what? Are you scared when you see the world behind us?" A demon sneered with disdain, which immediately attracted the glares of the human monks, but they did not dare to speak rashly. The things that fluctuated like a broken world were really  It's scary.

    Is the world really broken? Everyone has this question.

    "Are you afraid of the power that can seize and destroy the world?" The demons spoke clearly, while the human monks were silent.

    This is the truth. It is no small matter that a world is captured here. This is definitely not something that ordinary powers can do. Its strength can make gods and ghosts cry.

    On the other side, An Lan was full of doubts as to why this broken world looked more and more like the world in Dragon Tomb.

    There was silence between heaven and earth at this time, but the densely packed sky of humans and demons covered half of the sky.

    Black mist flows around, escaping to unknown and mysterious places, but the sky does not lighten up because of this, and gloominess becomes the tone here.

    The two sides of the confrontation maintained a certain momentum and pressure. For a moment, it seemed that the human monks were slightly at a disadvantage.

    An Lan carefully hid in the crowd, his eyes wandering between the two parties. A little strange spiritual connection seemed to appear after the black fog disappeared in the sky. He was a little touched in his heart, and it seemed that something he cared about appeared in the sky.

    Then, he saw a face gradually emerge.

    There is a strong wind whistling high in the sky, and this face also fluctuates endlessly, disappearing and appearing.

    This face is very familiar to An Lan.

    "Sister Qiluo?" An Lan looked at the figure in an inexplicable state in disbelief.

    The others didn¡¯t notice anything strange. Only An Lan could see the figure.

    The beautiful face is still charming, and the eyes are full of warmth. Even the dream-like phantom can't hide the beautiful figure, swaying like a flower.

    The two looked at each other in the air, and An Lan almost lost his composure. It was not until the figure disappeared that he woke up as if from a dream.

    "Since you have broken in here, don't think about going back." At this time, the two sides had already had many verbal exchanges, and the demon finally said impatiently: "Humans stay here and serve as sacrifices to the Lord!  "

    When the human monks heard this, they all tensed up and took a defensive posture.

    However, the demons made no move and just looked at each other coldly.

    After a while, when everyone was confused, a long sigh sounded.

    It was obviously a slight sigh, but in everyone's ears it was like a bell, ringing endlessly, filling the entire sky.

    Then, the whole world was shaking gently, as if something was about to emerge from it.
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