Ninth-level fairy

Chapter 403: City of Wind and Sand

The entire Taiwei Mountains, having lost its main peak, completely exploded, and the huge mountain range began to collapse.

The smoke and dust rose up like hundreds of volcanoes erupting at the same time, covering the sky and the sun.

The mountains that stretched for hundreds of miles seemed to be suddenly crushed in half by an extremely huge and strange force.

The trees, grasslands, wastelands, sand and gravel on the mountain range, and even the Taiwei Fairy Pavilion perched on it, all turned into grains of sand and dust, rising into the sky.

No living being can survive under this power that is almost comparable to that of the Emperor of Heaven.

Long Yuan's disciples stared in amazement at what was happening before their eyes.

In this world, is the power of God really so terrifying?

As the top sword cultivators in Jiuzhou, in their understanding, splitting a mountain with one sword is already a sign of reaching a desperate situation.

And now, a power has emerged that cannot be understood by the powerful cultivators.

The entire, almost endless and vast Taiwei Mountains were wiped off the earth by this incomprehensible force, turning into thick sandstorms that swirled in the depths of the sky and gradually solidified into shape.

This force is so vast and powerful that it is simply unheard of.

The real power of destruction seemed to be playing out right before their eyes.

The corners of Bai Zhi's mouth trembled slightly, and she stared blankly at the huge mountain range that was crushed.

She could see clearly that the Taiwei Mountains, which had turned into wind and sand, had been completely wiped out, and the crack that she had cut open with her immortal weapon had also reopened.

Countless suppressed white evil spirits began to escape from the cracks, screaming, and were swept into the towering sandstorm that covered the sky.

Suddenly, the two Soul Breakers disappeared at the same time. Amidst the roaring sound of the wind and sand, a voice full of pressure and contempt was heard:

"Lord Baihuang, do you really think that you can fight against the gods with the power of a mortal?"

Bai Zhi did not respond. Her expression gradually became calm. She turned her head and looked into the distance, where Du Fang was.

She could see clearly that Du Fang, who had not left the mountains, was swept up by the fierce wind and sand and merged into the huge sandstorm.

Bai Zhi frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and a white boat flew out from her sleeve.

This white boat seemed to be made of silk. It penetrated the sandstorm with a stable hull, and was not affected by the sandstorm at all.

At this time, Du Fang hugged Li Yuqing tightly. Although he walked very fast, he could not walk out of the mountains with just his two feet.

From the moment Bai Zhi got angry and pulled out the Tianlong people, the Soul Breakers began to appear in the world, and this space seemed to be completely locked by some kind of divine power.

There was a transparent barrier in front of him and he couldn't get out at all.

Du Fang understood that the Soul Breaker wanted to sacrifice all the living beings here.

When he saw Bai Zhi fighting with the two soul destroyers, hundreds of thousands of people in the city had their souls sucked out and were suppressed into the cracks in the ground.

Du Fang was actually feeling a little sad and self-blaming. He had also killed mortals in this way in the past. How could he be any better than these people?

In this life, he really wants to live a peaceful life, no longer be involved in the fights and killings among cultivators, and even more so, he doesn't want to become a pawn of others.

But his inner reason actually told him: In the Nine Continents that was about to collapse, no one could escape, no matter if they were mortals or cultivators. All creatures on the Nine Continents, as long as they were living things, could not escape the formation of the Son of the Heavenly Emperor.

The day when the Son of God is formed is the day when the Nine Continents will collapse.

As Baizhi said, this is an abandoned world.

For living beings in this world who want to survive, the only way is to save themselves.

The wind and sand blew up his body, making it impossible for him to open his eyes. Du Fang held Li Yuqing's face in his arms.

That was a face that once was so bright and beautiful. Now, even though it was completely cold, there was still a trace of unwilling anger at the corner of her mouth.

Du Fang couldn't bear the wind and sand blowing into her seven orifices, defiling this once beautiful woman.

When being swept up into the sky by the wind and sand, Du Fang seemed to see his own end, which was the same as those mortals in Kaiyuan City who were treated as materials.

He had witnessed the power of the Heavenly Emperor's Seal with his own eyes.

In Quzhou City, the almost thousand-mile-long desert is the result of the seal of the Emperor of Heaven.

At this moment, he finally fell into the same situation as ordinary people. He was no longer the high and mighty cultivator in Jiuzhou, nor was he an immortal who could control the lives of ordinary people at will.

At this moment, he was the mortal who had been killed by him.

Your fate will be exactly the same as those people.

Death was like a beautiful piece of music, gradually hypnotizing him.

The swirling wind and sand made him feel dizzy and he wanted to fall asleep.

At this moment, Du Fang, who was gradually falling asleep, suddenly felt the body in his arms move suddenly, and then again.

This slight action made Du Fang ecstatic.

He immediately tore off his clothes frantically and wrapped them around Li Yuqing's head.

"Am I...am I dead?" A faint breath came from his arms.

Li Yuqing's eyes were not open, but his lips moved twice while he was spinning violently.

"You...you're not dead..."

"You are indeed not dead!"

Du Fang's body began to tremble with excitement, and even his voice became uncontrollable.

"Where's the Master? Where are the sisters?"

Li Yuqing finally slowly opened her eyes. In front of her was Du Fang's naked and broad chest, covered with purple hair.

Hearing her question, Du Fang did not dare to respond. He was afraid that if he told the truth, Li Yuqing would die. Hope is the most beautiful thing in the world and the best medicine in the world. Having experienced despair, he deeply understood this truth.

"They are still here. I'll take you to see them later!"

Du Fang lied. He struggled to shake his body, trying to escape the huge whirlpool. Even for the sake of the woman in his arms, he had to survive and take her away from here.

However, the tearing force of the violent sand and dust began to grow stronger and stronger, and Du Fang finally felt his own insignificance at this moment.

Facing the might of heaven and earth, he had no power to resist at all.

The higher he went, the faster the wind and sand spun. The dizziness began to make Du Fang unable to see clearly. The strong wind seemed to tear Li Qingshuang from his arms alive.

In the last moment before she fainted, Du Fang used his legs and feet to tightly strangle her body, and then looked at the small eye of the wind above his head.

That was the last scene of Du Fang fainting.

At this time, countless wind and sand had been carried up by the hurricane and began to circle in the air, circling continuously.

Finally, everyone saw clearly under the urging of the source energy of Saint Lord Zi Ming and Saint Lord Tu Ling.

The wind and sand began to condense into the shape of a vast and huge city.