After the salted fish is rotten, rely on the crow's mouth to revitalize the world of cultivatin

Chapter 377 Three Difficult Brothers
He raised his hand to aim at the enchantment, and threw it with all his strength without hesitation.

I thought that the barrier would be torn apart like a thin piece of paper under this sword, but to everyone's expectation, the barrier was unscathed, and even the bloody sword was ejected.

With quick eyes and quick hands, Mozun casually grabbed the bloody long sword, whirled in the air, and returned it to his hand.

He looked at the trembling sword body, and then at the place where it had been cut by the sword energy. There was no trace at all.

"Senior, are you worried about hurting the people inside the barrier, so you use less strength?"

The quiet air was suddenly broken by a small whisper.

Everyone's eyes turned back involuntarily.

Wang Shuai was frightened to death.

Like a little quail, he wanted to hide behind his senior brother again, but this time his senior brother was a little weak and kept silently several steps away from him.

Feng Ming raised his eyebrows, watching the play was full of meaning, but soon he lost the mood to watch the play.

He was so close that he could see that the Demon Lord had not withdrawn his strength.

So how can they enter the enchantment that can't even be opened in the stage of transforming gods?

Originally, he wasn't too worried about Senior Sister and Junior Junior Sister, but now the worry in his heart filled up in an instant, and he lowered his eyelids to cover the darkness in his eyes.

Demon Lord is not deaf, no matter how soft his voice is, he can still hear it.

At this time, his whole body was suddenly cold.

He knew very well that he had used all his strength just now, and he had even accumulated some strength.

With all the strength and accumulated strength of the God Transformation stage, even if the God Transformation is standing opposite, it cannot be easily resisted.

But the barrier in front of him not only easily resisted it, but also bounced his power back, almost preventing him from hurting himself.

The Demon Lord, who almost suffered a loss, followed in the footsteps of ancestor Qiuji and ancestor Danzong, and his complexion was particularly green and black.

In an instant, they became three difficult brothers.

At this time, the city has changed, like the end of the world.

All the colors in the world fade away at this moment, leaving only paleness everywhere.

Whether it is a person or a thing, it is just a piece of white.

This pale color seemed particularly lonely, and an invisible sense of panic spread in everyone's hearts.

At the moment when the entire city of Tushan was enveloped, the formations in the ghost city that obstructed the domain of the evil race also shattered.

Such a big change makes people who have been living in the ghost market unable to stay.

At this time, Senior Chen's eyes were deep and his face was solemn.

Not long ago, he received a voice transmission from Que Han, saying that the City Lord's Mansion is in chaos, and their people are ready to enter the city, so let them get ready too.

But in less than 10 minutes, there was a sudden change in the city.

I'm afraid that the evil clan sensed the danger, and he should have been responsible for this series of changes.

I just don't know, what is brought about by such a change?
But he soon found out.

All people exposed to the white will turn into fly ash in an instant.

But in the blink of an eye, there were few people on the street that used to be there, but now there are not many people there.

"Be careful."

A huge force struck, and Penghe was pushed away.

And where Peng He originally stood, a small pit instantly appeared.

Seeing this scene, Peng He's scalp instantly went numb.

"Come first."

Elder Brother Dan Zong looked serious, he opened a door beside him casually, and invited several people in.

There were still a few survivors who were panicked at first. Seeing the actions of senior brother Danzong, they rushed into the nearest house as if they had found a driftwood to survive.

The colors in the room are as colorful as ever, and are different from the colors in the outside world.

"It looks like the house is safe inside."

The person pretending to be Que Han was the statement, and he breathed a sigh of relief at this moment.Wiping the sweat off his forehead, the ghost knew that he was still communicating with a fellow Taoist a few minutes ago, but in the blink of an eye, the fellow Taoist was drawing sand in front of him, which shocked him.

"Not necessarily. I just noticed that the color of the door that is always open is also white. I guess that it will not change back again only if it is kept closed and not exposed to the outside air. Look at that table."

The young man Gou Sheng pointed at the table facing the door.

When they first came in, the table was still wood-colored, but now the table has slowly turned white, starting from the direction facing the door and spreading to the entire tabletop.

However, only 2 minutes had passed, and the entire table had turned completely white.

"If it's because of the air, why didn't the house turn white?"

The young man Gou Sheng glanced at Peng He as if he were a fool, "Why isn't it white? Aren't the roofs and stone pillars all white?"

Penghe felt as if this man was saying he was blind.

Although he admitted that he did ask a stupid question.

The outside is in contact with the air, but the inside is not in contact with the new air flowing in from the outside world.

The air inside is still the same as before, so it will definitely not change.

They just opened the door, so the room got outside air, and the table had to be exposed to the outside air first, so it turned white first.

Penghe didn't want to see Gousheng, so he turned to Xiaoniangou and ignored him.

"Thank you just now."

"It's just how do you know I'm going to be in danger?"

Goubuli glanced at Penghe strangely, "I saw it."

"Didn't you see such a big mouth?"

Several people looked at Goubuli.

That weird look made Goubuli hesitate for a moment.

"What kind of eyes are you looking at? Could it be that you didn't see it?"

Goubuli frowned in confusion.

"It's not such a big mouth, you really didn't see it?"

What are their eyes doing?
Isn't it a vacation?
Senior Brother Danzong sighed, "It's not that we didn't see it, it's that we couldn't see it at all. Can you tell us more specifically?"

Goubuli was surprised.

They couldn't see it.

No wonder Peng He stood there without moving, almost sending himself into the big mouth.

"Those people who died before, they were swallowed by that big mouth."

It doesn't count as the same big mouth, because the white light is filled with densely packed big mouths.

With sharp teeth, it walks in the white light, looking for the target.

Those big mouths blend with the white.

Even while opening their mouths to devour them, they are silent.

And the way of desertification when those people die is not just real desertification.

It was only because the flesh and blood skeleton was completely devoured in an instant that such a visual impact was created.

Suddenly I felt a little nauseous.

The faces of the people present were a little ugly.

"Amitabha, donor, can you tell me what that big mouth looks like?"

Yuan Zhen, who was silent, suddenly spoke up.

Goubuli frowned, as if he didn't know how to describe it.

He glanced at the small tea table beside him, and there was a writing brush on it. His eyes lit up, and he leaned over to pick up the writing brush. After dipping a little tea that had been left for an unknown amount of time, he began to draw on the tea table. .

(End of this chapter)