The Strongest Qi Refiner

"I will kill you all. No one can leave this place. Let us fall into the abyss of darkness together and never be reincarnated!" The hoarse voice of the Snake Temple resounded throughout the world!

All the monks present could hear this sentence clearly.

At this time, the power of darkness on the ground was rolling like huge waves, constantly rising upwards.

The breath of dark power is cold, dank, and biting...

All the words that can be used to describe negative things can be used to describe the feeling that the power of darkness gives every monk!

Therefore, the faces of the monks present at this moment changed.

The power of darkness keeps rising.

If they don't want to be swallowed up and drowned, they have to rush upward!

However, when they all chose to rush upwards, a large amount of dark power was actually released from the sky, covering them downwards!

Everything is filled with the power of darkness!

All monks are somewhere in the middle.

They don't know the consequences of being covered by the power of darkness, and they don't want to try it!

Because they know that the consequences will definitely be extremely tragic!

"What to do, what to do, this bitch is going to drag all of us monks to die together!" Ling Bufan, who was still ecstatic just now, became panicked again.

Because the current scene is too terrible.

The sky, the earth...are all oceans formed by the rolling power of darkness.

Judging from the speed of this coverage, all the monks would be submerged in less than a quarter of an hour!

Even Fang Yu wouldn't be able to deal with such a scene! ?

Even if he survives, he may not be able to take care of the other monks!

"Wumo, come here!"

At this time, Wu Xianglong looked at Wu Mo and shouted.

When disaster strikes, we all fly away.

Besides, he had no intention of joining forces with other monks.

Wu Mo quickly returned to Wu Xianglong.

Wu Xianglong looked solemn and raised his right palm.

In his hand, a miniature, bronze clock appeared.

This is Wu Xianglong's life-saving weapon at the bottom of the box.

Ancient source clock!

This is a space-type fairy weapon!

Its function is not to escape, but to create a space with the bell body, and it can be moved at will.

This was originally a magical weapon used for offense or as a restraint!

But now, Wu Xianglong thinks of using it to escape from here!

This is the last resort he can think of!

"bass!"

With a thought in Wu Xianglong's mind, the Ancient Source Bell in his hand immediately enlarged.

With a flash of light, the large bronze clock enlarged to the size of a small mountain.

Wu Xianglong and Wu Mo immediately entered the body of the Ancient Origin Bell.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

At this moment, the aura released by the dark power in the sky that made every monk extremely uncomfortable was finally isolated within the bell body.

At least, not such a strong and obvious feeling.

"Next, it's positioning, and then...transfer." Wu Xianglong looked solemn and recited the secret in his heart.

Many outside monks have seen the methods used by Wu Xianglong and his son.

However, at this time, they did not dare to hope that Wu Xianglong and his son could rescue them together.

However, with Wu Xianglong and his son taking the lead, the panic spread even more.

This group of monks each used spells and magic weapons to try their best to escape from this place.

Chaos returns!

Hua Wenyuan turned his head and glanced at Lan Wuzhi and Ling Bufan, and said, "We must not be contaminated by that dark power. We have to find a way to create an isolated space for ourselves!"

On the other side, Yun Qingzhu also looked at Qing Luoyue and Li Dingfeng.

"Both of you, come behind me." Yun Qingzhu frowned and said.

"yes!"

Qing Luoyue didn't dare to neglect, pulled Li Dingfeng and rushed forward.

Li Dingfeng was a little flattered.

In his opinion, Yun Qingzhu wished that he would die here.

But now...you have to protect him too?

"By the way...it must be Senior Han." Li Dingfeng looked at Fang Yu in the air, his eyes flickering, "It must be Senior Han who made Qingzhu Saint-Jun change his view of me."

In this chaos, the Nine Heavenly Immortal Mansion's side, the Nine Peaks Masters who had just regained their consciousness, also realized that something was wrong, and their expressions were ugly.

The most important thing is that although their sanity has been restored, their strength is far from returning to its peak state.

"All disciples obey orders! Assemble! Arrange in formation!"

The peak master of the first peak spoke loudly, using his spiritual consciousness to transmit his voice.

Some of the disciples of Jiutian Immortal Mansion have been swallowed up by the power of darkness, and their breath has disappeared.

As for the part that was still alive, after hearing Wu Hai's words, they all flew to the sky to assemble!

At this time, if you run even one step slower, you may die!

At this time, Fang Yu was in the air, looking at the phantom of the snake-headed man in the black mist ahead, and frowned slightly.

He is not in a hurry to think about how to dispel these dark forces or how to leave this place.

What he cares about most is...all the power of darkness pouring out of the world now comes from the spar-like portal deep underground!

Therefore, the question he wanted to figure out the most was...where is the other side of the portal?

Where did such a massive amount of dark power come from? ?

Will it be a place of death?

If not, then where would it be?

Is there a connection between that place and the Land of Omen of Death?

The answer to this question is directly related to Lin Batian's situation, and can even connect clues to the Holy Court.

After all, the Snake Temple in front of me seems to have nothing to do with the Holy Court.

However, at this moment, if you want to get the answer to the question of the source of the dark power from the Snake Temple, you must be very skillful.

Because... the Snake Temple has obviously fallen into a state of hysteria and has no intention of living at all.

A living being, or a will... If it is not afraid of being destroyed or dying, then... it has no weakness.

Fang Yu could destroy it, but he couldn't force it to answer questions.

"So much dark power...could it be that your ancestor, the world-destroying snake, is a dark creature? Or is your ancestor Zhu Jiuyin a dark creature?" Fang Yu thought for a while and said.

"The World-Destroying Snake is the World-Destroying Snake, a descendant of the ancestor of the Dragon Clan!" Snake Temple said angrily, "Bloody my ancestors, you will only die more tragically!"

"Why is it blasphemy to say that your ancestor is a dark creature? Aren't you using the power of darkness now?" Fang Yu raised his eyebrows and said, "It shows that you still recognize the power of darkness."