Master of Great Calamity

The horror of the dark magic breath has been fully reflected at this time.

A living person was forcibly turned into a monster in less than three breaths. This was indescribably terrifying. Even Fang Yuan, who had read countless books on weekdays, had nothing to do at this time. He had no other choice but to kill the opponent. The deep sense of helplessness was like a seed planted in Fang Yuan's heart...

After all, I am still too weak, what is my promise before this vision of God's power?

And the disciples didn't have time to say anything else at this time.

They all saw the changes in the disciple, and knew that he had already fallen, and there was no possibility of salvation.

Although in my heart, I was a little shocked by Fang Yuan's decisive killing, but I also knew that it was indeed a correct choice.

At this time, they could only grit their teeth and rush forward, while praying that they would not fall into the dark magic breath.

In the previous trial, no matter what kind of danger they encountered, under Fang Yuan's single-handed arrangement, they all survived without any danger. This even made them feel that the trial of Demon's Breath Lake was not enough, but until this time, they discovered that the real danger of Demon's Breath Lake was far beyond their expectations. Before this danger, no matter who it was, they were a little helpless...

Between the heaven and the earth, the pervasive dark demonic breath became more and more intense.

For some disciples with low cultivation and weak will, the spiritual light talisman has become so dim that it is about to be extinguished.

And there are more and more gusts of wind howling from the surroundings, like a mad knife sweeping between the sky and the earth from time to time.

All the disciples of Xiaozhufeng and Shenxiaofeng have already tightened their minds tightly at this time, not only have to fly forward with all their strength, but also always pay attention to the strong wind that may blow around them at any time, there is a sense of tension that throws their lives away...

Junior Brother Lu, can you notice something?

At this time, Fang Yuan had no choice but to rush to the side of blind disciple Lu Qingguan, and asked in a low voice.

Lu Qingguan knew what Fang Yuan wanted to ask, after a long silence, he said in a deep voice, I can try!

Fang Yuan nodded, stretched out his hand and pulled Lu Qingguan onto his wooden kite, let him sit cross-legged on the wooden kite, and held a sword in his right hand to protect him, then raised the Eight Command Flags with his left hand, and flew them around him, then ordered Junior Sister Qiao and Ling Hongbo to watch the movements of the command flags around him from time to time, at this time, this is the only way to try it!

Southeast, three breaths!

Just after making these preparations, Lu Qingguan suddenly opened his mouth and drank in a low voice.

Fang Yuan nodded immediately, and a command flag fluttered in the air, changing rapidly.

Seeing this, Junior Sister Xiao Qiao hastily handed out a divine sense, instructing the disciples to quickly change directions.

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A gust of wind came howling, barely brushing past the three Xiaozhufeng disciples.

In Fang Yuan's heart, he also let out a long breath, knowing that this method is still useful...

Lu Qingguan is blind, but his ability to sense is different from ordinary people. Fang Yuan can only use his senses to predict the sudden gusts in advance, and Lu Qingguan is very smart, and soon understood Fang Yuan's intention.

Through this measure, the disciples have an extra layer of protection!

Speeding up again, hurried forward...

The location they were in before was still three days away from the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace. Even if they had piloted the magic weapon to fly, it would still take a day. Fortunately, Fang Yuan and Hou Guier had detected the danger ahead of time, and rushed forward one step earlier, saving most of the time. Now the speed is getting faster and faster. Although there are many dangers, they are getting closer to the Eight Desolation Cloud Platform...

Amidst the dark demonic aura, under the violent wind, dozens of rays of light shuttled back and forth with difficulty, rushing forward...

In three hours, even with Lu Qingguan's best efforts to sense, there were still seven or eight disciples of the immortal sect who were swept away by the strong wind. During this process, Fang Yuan reacted quickly and at least saved five people who should have been swept away.

However, at any rate, this extremely dangerous journey has come to an end...

In front of all the disciples, the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, surrounded by immortal light amidst the howling wind, has faintly appeared!

It's the brothers from Shenxiao Peak...

Hey, the juniors from Xiaozhufeng are also here...

Hurry up and save people!

Just when Fang Yuan and the others saw Bahuang Yuntai, someone there immediately shouted loudly. Fang Yuan and the others were slightly taken aback. Their Xiaozhufeng was the closest to Bahuang Yuntai.

唰 唰 唰

Seven or eight figures rushed over from the Bahuang Yuntai, each driving a flying magic weapon, and came to meet them.

Fang Yuan saw the robes on them, and immediately recognized them as disciples of Ziyun Peak, but at this moment, he didn't bother to say hello, the seven or eight figures rushed over, and landed directly at the back. Seeing that their mana was exhausted, some disciples who couldn't hold on rushed forward, one by two, or two by one, held them up, and then quickly escorted them into the range of Bahuang Yuntai.

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Even Fang Yuan was supported by a hand.

Along the way, Fang Yuan had to cooperate with Lu Qingguan to warn in time, respond to rescue people at any time, and even beheaded those disciples who could not bear the dark devil's breath at critical moments. Even though his mana was pure and tyrannical, he was a little tired at this time. When he just entered the range of the cloud platform, he almost fell down. Fortunately, he was supported by that person, so he took a long breath.

Thank you, Junior Sister!

Fang Yuan saw clearly that the owner of that hand was a female disciple of Ziyun Peak, whose appearance was somewhat familiar, so he nodded to her.

Did your Little Bamboo Peak rush over immediately after receiving our message?

The female disciple of Ziyun Peak also looked at Fang Yuan, also a little surprised, and asked subconsciously: The speed is quite fast!

Fang Yuan was startled, and said: When we received your letter, we were already on our way!

The female disciple was a little surprised, and it took a while to react, and gave Fang Yuan a thumbs up: Amazing!

Junior Brother Fang Yuan, I didn't expect you to come so fast. I was a little worried that Xiaozhu Summit would not be able to make it!

A voice sounded, and Fang Yuan turned his head to look, but saw that it was Ziyun Peak's true disciple, that is, Wu Qing, the master of the chess club who was familiar with Xiao Qiao's junior sister. She also had a serious face at this time, and walked towards Fang Yuan quickly. It could be seen that she was really worried that Xiaozhufeng would be wiped out in this catastrophe. She was a little surprised to see them rushing over.

Where's Senior Brother Yan Ji from Shenxiao Peak?

At this time, when she saw Xiaozhufeng and Shenxiaofeng arriving together, she thought that Xiaozhufeng had formed an alliance with Shenxiaofeng and survived under the protection of Shenxiaofeng. After greeting Fang Yuan, she frowned and found the shadows of Yan Ji and others.

They violated the rules of the house and have already been detained by Senior Brother Fang Yuan!

Little Pepper Ling Hongbo came over at this time, and said in a deep voice, I will be leading Shenxiao Peak for the time being!

What?

Wu Qing was taken aback, even at such a dangerous time, she couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan in surprise.

It's a long story. There were some problems between Shenxiao Peak and my Little Bamboo Peak, but now is not the time to talk about it. This natural disaster has come too fast. We still don't know what happened. Let's discuss these small things later...

Fang Yuan took a deep breath, slowly regained his energy, and frowned: Who else is here?

Wu Qing also knew that the situation was crucial, so she had no time to ask, so she quickly adjusted her mood, frowned and said, Only our disciples from Ziyun Peak, and your disciples from Xiaozhu Peak and Shenxiao Peak, Longyin Peak and Yushen Peak haven't arrived yet. Alas, we are also fortunate that Junior Sister Luo found out that something was wrong and left early, so we arrived at Bahuang Yuntai in time!

I see!

Fang Yuan understood in his heart.

No wonder Ziyun Peak arrived earlier than Xiaozhu Peak, it turned out to be reminded by someone.

The disciples of their peak had already cultivated much higher than the disciples of the Little Bamboo Peak. If they had prepared in advance, they would travel much faster than the disciples of the Little Bamboo Peak. It was reasonable to arrive earlier than them...

Then count the casualties first, and then wait for the two peaks to arrive!

Fang Yuan sighed heavily, and immediately gave orders.

Xiaozhufeng and the disciples of Shenxiao Peak agreed at the same time, and immediately went to work separately.

Seeing that Fang Yuan could easily order the disciples of these two peaks, Wu Qing was slightly surprised.

This Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace was built on a barren mountain. It was a large teleportation formation in itself, and it had nine pillars and twelve formations, forming a huge defensive formation.

Sanfeng's casualty statistics soon came to fruition.

Along the way, five people from Xiaozhu Peak died, and seven people from Shenxiao Peak lost a total of twelve people.

Although Ziyun Peak came earlier, it also lost four disciples on the way.

What was even more shocking was that it was still behind. After a full hour, the disciples of Longyin Peak rushed over. Fang Yuan and Ziyun Peak's disciples brought them in. After counting, they found that they had lost a total of eighteen people.

Another three hours later, when the disciples from Yushen Peak arrived, only eight of them survived...

All the Xianmen disciples fell silent at this moment.

Even though they are now in the relatively safe Bahuang Yuntai, they have to admit a problem.

This trial is simply a disaster for Qingyang Sect!

I had gastroenteritis the day before yesterday, so I went to the hospital for an injection, and then drank porridge for two days. I was powerless to add more words. I was able to code these words, and I was able to spell them out by spending a whole day in front of the computer.