More than twenty ascetic monks gather together like goats huddled together to keep warm in winter.

They spent most of their lives practicing on the Mobei Plateau of the Northern Wei Dynasty. Although the methods they practiced could not use the star energy at all, for a long time, the sky iron brought by meteors continued to fall everywhere in the Mobei Plateau. They were very familiar with the aura of the sky iron when it fell.

So when those purple flames appeared, most of them knew that it was impossible to survive with their own strength alone.

They began to form a formation.

It was not the magic array arranged by ordinary sects, but they flowed out the true energy in their bodies and gathered together with the true energy of those around them.

Everyone's internal energy will be different, and the true essence cannot be completely integrated. However, these ascetic monks not only abandoned their own emotions and desires during countless years of asceticism, but even their own true essence personality has been wiped out as much as possible.

The true essence and true essence of these people are stirring each other, and they intertwined golden glows. These golden glows are like golden silk on the cassock.

These golden glows aroused the resonance of more heaven and earth's vitality, and formed a golden light shield outside these people, like an upside-down golden bell.

The purple flames kept falling, hitting the golden light shield, making a real sound of gold and iron impact.

Breaks are constantly appearing on this golden light shield, and they are constantly repaired by their power.

All the surviving clans also gathered into two camps at this time.

The vast majority of people gathered beside the extremely tall and thin Yang practitioner.

On the other side are the three giants.

Destruction is always easier than building.

Even though he had countless years of experience in using the star energy and the corresponding inherited magic weapons, looking at the falling purple sparks, all the Yang family practitioners present who practiced the secret art of the Star Constellation Sea knew that they could no longer use the power of the magic array to compete with this power that was almost like a natural disaster.

A black cicada appeared on the palm of the right hand of the extremely tall Yang cultivator.

This black cicada looks like a living creature, but it is actually made of some kind of meteorite.

As a large amount of true energy continued to pour into the black cicada's body, the black cicada flew up from his hands.

Countless black shadows emanated from its body, and those purple sparks kept impacting the black shadows, constantly disappearing.

Just every purple

The moment the spark disappeared, there was still a terrifying force like an invisible Qi sword that kept rushing down.

When each Qi sword strikes, a cultivator from the Yang family must be attacked by the side of the Yang family.

The true energy aura fluctuated violently, and the light of the magic weapon continued to flash.

Whether it is the ascetic monks or the people from these surviving clans, they all support it very hard.

The true energy in their bodies is also flowing out of their qi sea quickly and is constantly consumed.

The seemingly the most relaxed ones are the three giants.

The three of them seemed to have done nothing. The purple spark kept falling, just like a real meteorite falling to the ground, constantly rushing into terrible holes on the ground, but no spark could really hit them.

"I never thought it would happen."

However, the man shrouded in the huge clothes smiled bitterly, his face turned extremely pale in the shadow of the huge clothes. He said to the old man on the black coffin beside him and the woman named Zhen: "I thought that many people might die on this trip, but I never thought that all of us might be buried here."

The old man on the black coffin shook his head with emotion.

His expression did not change much, but his body was constantly shaking at an astonishing frequency.

A layer of ripples that could be seen in his eyes were lingering outside his body.

With every shock he shook, some fine cracks appeared on the black coffin under him.

His body gradually sank from the lid of the coffin.

"This is a means of burning both jade and stone. He must also constantly burn his true energy to resist the power he has led."

The woman in the huge clothes took a deep breath, "Even the wonderful realm, it is impossible to withstand such losses... So we are indeed wrong. There must be a spiritual medicine for heaven and earth that can quickly replenish a large amount of true energy on his body."

"So if we continue to waste, he may not be the one who dies. If we are consumed first, we may be the one who is consumed to death." The man in the huge clothes smiled bitterly.

The moment his words rang, among the ascetic monks who were like sheep that were huddled together to keep warm in winter when the snowstorm came, one of the ascetic monks lowered his head.

The ascetic monk's head was hanging down and he could no longer be lifted.

Because before he exhausted his true energy, he had already squeezed his vitality beyond his limit.

The lifespan of a practitioner is longer than that of an ordinary person.

However, many times, when facing life and death, they do not have much time.

All these practitioners shrouded in the power of heaven will not have too long.

Their Qihai was like a washbasin with a hole broken at this time.

The water in the washbasin kept flowing out of this hole, and it didn't take long.

"You send me over."

The woman in huge clothes said at this time.

"this……"

Whether it was the man in huge clothes or the old man on the black coffin who had already looked down on life and death, hesitated for no reason at this time.

Although I know what the woman is going to do and I know that this is probably the only possibility to change the state of death at this time, in fact, whether in their hearts or in the hearts of all the tribes, the life of this woman is even more important than the life of all of them.

For a moment, the same thought even emerged in their minds, even if everyone would die here, they would send the woman out.

"I won't die so easily, you should want it."

However, at this moment, the woman's voice sounded again.

Her voice was still very calm, even with a sense of coldness.

"good!"

The old man on the black coffin no longer hesitated.

He nodded.

With his nod, the cover of the coffin under him completely shattered.

Countless black slaughter flew from the shattered coffin lid, like countless black stars flying towards all directions.

His body sank into the coffin.

There was a rumbling sound.

Under his body, countless black water flowed out.

In this black coffin, it was like a black sea.

"go!"

The man in his huge clothes shouted loudly, and countless blurred lights rose from the ground, and instantly formed a silver lotus platform.

Swish!

A strange aura passed by in the air. At this moment, the aura of confusing perception that covered a radius of dozens of miles suddenly dissipated. At the same time, the figure of the woman in huge clothes had also disappeared on the spot.
Chapter completed!