Billion-fold return: With your hands in your pockets, there is no rival!

The incident continued to ferment.

Like a tornado, it quickly swept across a radius of thousands of miles.

Many huge forces did not believe in evil, and rushed here upon hearing the news, determined to find out the reason.

The more dangerous it is, the more it symbolizes that this opportunity is important and should not be missed.

Fortune and wealth are sought in danger, and the greater the danger, the greater the reward.

For a time, even those who did not dare to approach the ancient well regained their confidence, eager to try, and entered with these forces.

These people entered quickly and died quickly.

After entering, they screamed like seeing a ghost, and then there was no sound.

Afterwards, the ancestors behind these forces came out of retreat and rushed here, but as soon as they entered the dry well, they lost the breath of this place, as if they had disappeared from the world.

The news spread.

One after another, voice transmissions were sent to the outside world, and the people behind the various forces came out to reinforce.

Time passed slowly, and three hours passed in a flash.

The number of forces rushing here has increased instead of decreased. The lowest level is the Immortal Stage, and the Purple Mansion Masters are even more numerous. Tens of thousands of people are here together, but they dare not enter rashly.

At the fourth time, Su Changge didn't want to wait any longer.

Originally, he was going to enter after everyone died, but these forces were too troublesome. When the old ones died, the old ones came back, and when the old ones died, they came back again. It was endless.

Ye Qingyao couldn't wait any longer at this time, so she took Su Changge to Bishe City.

Yun Shang also came.

Arriving at Bishe City, we saw that the forces of all parties were strong and gathered in front of a dry well, with a sea of ​​people.

"Another Ranchang." A sect's great ancestor turned his head and saw two women and one man coming one after another, and his face suddenly became happy.

Two Purple Mansion Masters, not bad, the chances of winning have increased again.

As for Su Changge, who was standing aside, he was wearing a wide hat with a large brim that covered his face. The Grand Ancestor did not recognize him, and no one at the scene could see through that he was the future supreme who destroyed the Eagle Sect.

Ye Qingyao looked around and saw that there were many sects and families around him. Behind these people were the guardians of the various holy places in the Canglan Realm. It seemed that the backstage was not good.

"Everyone, the Grand Ancestor of the Hongwu Sect just went in and died in less than a quarter of an hour. Who else is willing to go in next?" An old man in the field spoke.

There was complete silence all around.

The Grand Ancestor of the Hongwu Sect was a great man who had ascended to the peak of the Ascension Peak. He actually died directly after entering? Who dares to go in?

"I'll do it." A protector of the holy land stepped out. He was a middle-aged man with a tough face like a knife and an axe. As soon as he finished speaking, he jumped into the well with a knife.

Instantly, the ancient well heard the sound of bones breaking, accompanied by hysterical screams, and then the breath of the protector disappeared from the world.

"Hiss!" Countless people were in an uproar, and their faces changed color.

"That... that protector is a powerful fairy king, and he just... died in one encounter?" Someone was shocked.

"Everyone!" The old man waved his hand and said, "Why not pick out the strong ones, work together, and enter together!"

It would be a bit weak if one person went in, but it would be different if many strong people rushed in.

"I agree!" Someone agreed immediately.

Soon, the old man pointed out thirty people, all of whom were ancestors of some ancient families, and some protectors sent by the holy land.

Ye Qingyao and Yun Shang were also picked.

Ye Qingyao turned to Su Changge and said, "Stay outside, don't go in."

Su Changge nodded helplessly.

Zhongli Yunshang smiled but said nothing.

Not long after, everyone was ready to go and jumped into the well together

Ye Qingyao only felt a dizzy feeling in her head, her body was falling rapidly, and soon her feet landed on the ground. Looking around, it seemed that she was teleported to a mysterious area. In front of her was a dark passage. Deep in the passage was a stone door, on which were engraved many ancient totems such as divine totems, Nuwa totems, and exotic beast totems, which were solemn and ancient.

"Where is this place?" Yunshang looked a little nervous.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

One after another, the closed eyes slowly opened. They were the ancestors of many ancient families and the protectors of various holy places. At this moment, the ancestor of the Wu family opened his eyes and scanned the surroundings. Suddenly, his pupils shrank sharply and he said in surprise: "No wonder, it turned out to be them!"

From a distance, there were three Nuwas standing in front of the stone gate. The upper body was human and the lower body was snake. They were the three Nuwas of the spell, good and evil, and nirvana. The spell Nuwa was surrounded by many spiritual talismans, and the strange light was gorgeous. The good and evil Nuwa was wearing golden armor and holding a bronze sword. As for the nirvana Nuwa, she held a white bottle in her palm, and her appearance was majestic.

There was no breath fluctuation from them.

There was only a sense of oppression that was almost collapsing.

"Die!" Suddenly, the good and evil Nuwa shouted, and the long sword was unsheathed in the air, cutting through the sky, and slashing at the ancestor of the Wu family!

Good and evil will be rewarded! Evil will be rewarded!

"Here it comes!" The Wu family ancestor flicked his sleeves, and a powerful aura swept out. Many runes appeared on his body, standing like a god of war. A blood-colored spear appeared in his hand, breaking through the air and striking forward!

"Crack... Crack..."

The attacks of both sides slashed fiercely together, and the blood-colored spear broke directly, and was shattered into pieces by the sword of the good and evil Nuwa, while the evil retribution had not diminished at all, and the aura was surging, and the sword slashed on the neck of the Wu family ancestor!

The Wu family ancestor exploded into a blood mist with a "bang" on the spot!

And the blood mist solidified and remained in the form of a human figure, as if the ancestor of the Wu family did not know that he had died and performed the brilliance of that moment before his death.

"Die!" Nuwa, the good and evil, shouted again, and raised her sword to kill the crowd!

Everyone instantly felt like they were facing a great enemy, and they all waved their hands to sacrifice their own Taoist weapons. In an instant, the surroundings were shining, and large tripods and golden bells were suspended in the air, humming and blooming with sacred brilliance. There were also monks who sacrificed demon pestles, and the phantoms of Buddhas emerged, chanting in Sanskrit, and entrenched in the nine, with a strong defensive momentum like Mount Tai protecting in front of them, unbreakable.

Even if the terrifying momentum of the people's combined efforts was not directed at anyone but was just for defense, the oppression of their breath was like a rock from ancient times hitting Rao's heart.

The good and evil Nuwa didn't even blink, and slashed out with a sword. The space collapsed in an instant, splitting a huge abyss black hole. Many ancestors and protectors received bad news. They only felt that the sword was swung in front of them, as if it was slashing deep into their souls. An irresistible force came to destroy them. The big tripod and golden bell exploded immediately, sparks flew everywhere. The ultimate defense didn't last even a quarter of an hour under this sword, and then this bad news was slashed fiercely on everyone.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

One sword, one.

The good and evil Nuwa was like entering an unmanned area. Wherever she passed, bad news was full, as if she was starting a massacre.

Within a breath.

Countless people died.

Within two breaths, all died.

The good and evil Nuwa put away the sword and turned to look at the only two remaining women, that is, Ye Qingyao and Zhongli Yunshang. The good and evil Nuwa glanced at them, expressionless, and swung the sword to bring bad news.

The sword swept across, pointing directly at Yunshang!

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PS: Thanks to [Yang Zhihao from Weihai Qingdao] for sending Bobo milk tea.