The heavens begin from the Daluo Hall

Chapter 322 The Beginning of a Strange Era

Rumble!
On Qianyuan Daozhou, a mountain of flesh-like alienated immortals were manifested to kill recklessly. A large number of mortals were killed, and their bodies overflowed with black and red energy.

Subtly and imperceptibly gathered on that person, the power of the curse caused the immortal to have even more headaches, lost his mind, and became even crazier. It said in pain: "I'm in so much pain, so uncomfortable."

The law of the Great Dao collapsed, and the original source was chaotic, making it manic, once again wantonly destroying everything in front of it, and then accidentally affecting mortals, the chaos that was finally suppressed was born again.

Caught in a vicious circle.

The immortal who turned into a pitch-black roc barely restrained himself. Upon closer inspection, every feather on its body turned out to be shriveled ghost hands, which together formed the fluff covering the fleshy body.

He tried his best to restrain his Dao, and gradually retracted the ghost hand and turned it into a normal feather.

But when Immortal Heipeng looked at his own source, his heart sank to the bottom of the valley, because the black and red curse and the source had been fused together and completely turned into a part.

It cannot be pulled out, even if it is forced, it can only reduce most of the original source and fall to the realm.

He looked blankly at the black sun, blood moon, and even the stars in the sky, and then looked at the earth steaming with black air, and lamented: "Why did this happen, why did this happen."

Immortal Hei Peng was a fourth-level talent, and he couldn't figure out why the world changed drastically. He looked at his flesh and blood hill companion who was still killing, and couldn't help restraining him, but he was knocked away many times.

After a closer look, he realized that the other party wanted to kill mortals, causing the resulting black mist to erode him in turn, and he could not get rid of the difficulties.

After all, different immortals have different natures. When the immortal Heipeng is upset, he likes to sit quietly alone, but the immortal who has turned into a mountain of meat is the opposite.

He is irritable by nature, and when encountering adversity, he prefers to wantonly destroy and vent.

Now it seems that this characteristic has harmed the opponent.

Immortal Heipeng endured the erosion of a strange source inside, and repeatedly called out: "Taoist Qiu, stop killing quickly, the more mortals you kill, the more you will erode yourself. All living beings have a great cause and effect."

It's a pity that Immortal Roushan couldn't stop.

He had no choice but to use his supernatural powers to scrape away all the nearby mortals, and put them all into his pocket, so that the opponent could not kill them again.

After being busy for a while, it is a pity that Taoist Roushan has completely turned into an indescribable strange thing, and repeatedly killed him, so he had no choice but to kill and clean up.

"Hey, I don't know when the chaos in the world will end after this day."

Immortal Heipeng drenched in blood, sat on an overturned mountain of meat, and let out a long sigh.

At this time, it is difficult for him to recover his human body, his true nature is out of control, and this image has almost solidified for a long time.

Listening to the roaring sound coming from afar, as well as the frenzy of all kinds of spiritual qi, Immortal Heipeng understood that similar situations had also occurred in other areas.

He didn't intend to intervene either. Wherever he intervened, he couldn't protect himself.

Then, without waiting for him to rest for a long time, suddenly there was a loud roar in the sky, countless visions were colorful, gods and demons were crying, bloody and rainy, and the avenue was silent.

Immortal Heipeng said in shock: "There is a fifth-order blessed landowner who has fallen!"

But this is not over yet, as if the loud noise kicked off, a series of falling sounds appeared, the heaven and the earth mourned, the avenue wailed, and densely packed dao marks spread.

Rumble!
When the dense resonance of the sky and the earth like the sound of firecrackers climbed to the peak, a more terrifying sound burst out, covering all the vibrations at once, occupying the dominant position, and the loud sound was silent.

"So many sect masters have fallen." Immortal Heipeng's hands were shaking, and his expression was terrified: "Even the gods have fallen."

This is just the beginning, and in the next few days, every time there will be a cry, how magnificent the death of immortals and immortals is, but now it is as ridiculous as a big banner.

But the sentient beings couldn't laugh, they fell into deep fear.

Boom boom boom!
The sound of the collapse of the collapse resounded through the clouds. It was a series of caves falling from the sky, smashing hard to the earth, and the blessed land was also quietly returning to the heaven and the earth.

A large number of caves and blessings were integrated, and the spiritual energy level of the entire world was like a wild horse that had run wild, climbing rapidly, mountains, rivers, and seas continued to expand, and the eternal universe expanded several times in the blink of an eye.

It is not surprising that it is not weaker than the Huanghan Great Universe from the level of the seventh level to the peak of the seventh level in one fell swoop. It is normal to swallow the roots of Wu Ming and the feathered dao fruit, and return the parasites to the world.

It's just that the spiritual qi and dao rhyme permeating the mainland are full of resentment and weirdness.

Every cave fell, and the power of the source of the infection spread out, forming a restricted area.

On the tenth day of the great change in the world, one tenth of all living beings died, and this has not yet reached its peak.

Taoist Heipeng dodged back and forth, he was a little tired, seeing the filthy creatures all over the world, only mortals can maintain normality, this made him puzzled, secretly lamenting the injustice of the world.

When he inspected the mortals, he found that there was also a trace of strange essence left in them. This thing eroded most of the origin, and the original life span of [-] years was weakened to [-] years.

Fortunately, it won't have any impact on mortal actions or health, it just speeds up aging.

"The world is still fair."

Seeing this, Immortal Heipeng immediately exclaimed, from the perspective of this world, a lifespan of [-] years is already pitiful, but now it has directly become [-] years old, it is like a snap of the fingers, a generation is gone.

But when he thought about it again, he looked inside his body and couldn't help worrying. The original eternal lifespan was eroded to only more than 1000 years, which seemed even more pitiful.

The strange power of mortals has been verified, and usually nothing will happen, but when immortals kill a large number of immortals, things will happen to immortals.

The black and red strangeness of hundreds of human lives gathered was burdened by Immortal Heipeng, and he instantly fell into a monster and lost his mind.

As a result, he doesn't dare to kill mortals at will now, so he has to be careful in everything.

"Even the celestial beings are almost dead, and it may take a long time to return to normal."

Immortal Heipeng looked gloomy, full of despair for the future.

At this time, Wu Ming's will is invisible and qualityless, roaming the universe, witnessing many strange events, and aware of the rapid purification of the root Dao fruit that he spread out.

Numerous unknown curses have been stripped and filtered, and I am afraid that he will become a Taoist master in the shortest time.

"The immortals in this world are free from disasters and calamities. They have never been targeted by the Dao of Heaven, and their hearts are too weak. After some preliminary venting, most of them are gone. Only dozens of immortals are left to barely survive."

Wu Ming shook his head secretly, far exceeding his expectations.

But this is also good, the less the sixth-level power, the less interference with his plan, maybe he will become a Daoist smoothly.

And those celestial beings are all retreating to the cave, shrinking their own weird truths one by one, adapting to the changes in the heavens, and have no time to pay attention to the world.

He can draw freely and even make layouts.

(End of this chapter)