But now after hearing the Sword Demon's exclamation, Yang Zhen no longer had the mind to think about the Xingquan Sword. He immediately said something to the leader of the Qinglian Sect and others, then leaped towards the chaos.

The leader of Qinglian Sect and others looked at each other and then rushed in.

Several people had been planning to go in, but they didn't expect to fall into Yang Zhen's illusion. Now that Yang Zhen had also gone in, there was naturally no need to delay. They swayed their bodies and followed him into this unique place.

In the Great Wilderness Emperor Road, the most famous are the Sacrifice Road and the Source of Cause and Effect. However, the Sacrifice Road is right here, but no one knows where the Source of Cause and Effect is. Therefore, most cultivators who enter the Great Wilderness Emperor Road choose to enter the Sacrifice Road first.

What if the source of cause and effect is right here in the path of sacrifice?

This is a matter of probability, but it is also something that most people will think about subconsciously.

The Great Wilderness Emperor Road outside the Ji Jue Road has been searched countless times by people, but no one has found the source of cause and effect. There is only one possibility, that the source of cause and effect is probably behind the three absolute places that no one can enter, or at least somewhere in them.

The chaotic aura made people feel as if they were deaf and blind. When Yang Zhen entered it, his five senses disappeared for a short period of time.

This is not an easy pain to bear. On the contrary, the more powerful the cultivator is, the more difficult it is to accept this feeling.

The feeling of insecurity brought about by the loss of the five senses is enough to make everyone nervous. After all, danger does not matter how good your cultivation is.

After standing on solid ground again, Yang Zhen showed a strange look on his face. When he saw the situation clearly, he took a breath.

It was a red world filled with a tyrannical atmosphere, like a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of people were fighting, with devastation everywhere.

Countless people lay on the ground wailing, and the red aura in the air spread like poison.

When Yang Zhen came in, only a small number of people were still holding on. The others had either lost their lives or were lying on the ground, barely gasping for breath.

The Sword Demon stood aside with a gloomy face full of anger. He snorted coldly, and countless long swords appeared in the air out of thin air. In the wind, they pushed away a large area of ​​red mist.

After the Qinglian Sect Master and others came in, they were all shocked. They walked towards Yang Zhen in shock and asked, "What happened?"

Yang Zhen did not answer the questions from the Qinglian Sect Master and others, but frowned and leaped into the red fog.

"Yang, boy, be careful!" The Sword Demon snorted coldly and swung his sword to open a path for Yang Zhen.

Yang Zhen arrived in mid-air, his spiritual power surged instantly, covering the entire valley in the blink of an eye.

Boom! A muffled sound was heard, and Yang Zhen's body was ablaze with fire. As the accompanying heavenly fire burned fiercely, Yang Zhen looked like a demon crawling out of the Nine Nether Purgatory.

The Netherworld's fire was already eerie, and now coupled with the red mist in the valley, it looked especially eerie and terrifying.

The Sword Demon was stunned for a moment, then heaved a sigh of relief, and casually dissolved the long sword beside Yang Zhen, staring at Yang Zhen and asked, "Did you find anything?"

Yang Zhen nodded, pointed casually, and said in a deep voice: "Get out of here!"

Buzz! When the Heaven-Destroying Finger was activated, it would take someone's life in an instant. As the terrifying air wave rolled, the entire valley was illuminated.

There was a deafening roar, the earth trembled, and countless rocks were shattered by Yang Zhen's finger, turning into powder and flying everywhere.

The Sword Demon snorted coldly, and countless long swords in the air shot towards the place where Yang Zhen’s finger landed.

Laughter like that of a crow was heard, and four figures jumped out from the ground. They were in mid-air, staring at Yang Zhen with blood-red eyes, making strange rattling sounds, and rushing towards the distance.

Countless people immediately started cursing and chased after him.

The Sword Demon's face showed a hint of coldness, and he grinned and said, "Who are you, a villain, who dares to plot against the world like this?"

As he spoke, the Sword Demon transformed into a long sword, leaped into the air, and rushed towards two of them.

Yang Zhen frowned, then suddenly his eyes lit up and he said, "Not good!"

Boom! Five more figures rushed out from other places, shooting out in all directions. When everyone was about to chase them, they turned back, each holding a dark red breath guide in their hands, covering everyone.

"Fellow Daoist Sword Demon, long time no see!"

A dry voice was heard, and Yang Zhen turned around suddenly, his eyes almost bulging out.

This man was extremely tall, and what made Yang Zhen shudder was that he had two heads.

I've never seen anything like this in my life. Who has ever seen a person with two heads?

In just a moment, Yang Zhen, who was fearless, felt a chill on his back and cold sweat broke out.

Hearing this person's words, the Sword Demon suddenly turned around and laughed: "I wonder who is sneaking around here to cheat people, it turns out it's you, the two-headed monster, you bastard."

Boom! The two-headed monster didn't seem to like this title very much. Hearing this, he was furious and disappeared from the spot. Before Yang Zhen could react, the two of them fought in one place. Suddenly, the ground shook and many monks were buried.

This time, Yang Zhen could see clearly that the two-headed monster did not really have two heads, but a tumor as big as its head, which trembled as it moved, and was very disgusting.

The other black shadows with scarlet eyes gathered together, and the red lines in their hands merged into one, and the world suddenly became hideous.

The terrifying red mist seemed to be activated by something and began to boil. More and more monks began to lose their strength and fell to the ground, wailing in pain.

An angry curse was heard, and Dao Chi jumped up, with a white fire wave burning on his body. Before it reached mid-air, it had already covered the sky and the sun, burning all the red mist.

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"You bastard, you actually resorted to such despicable means, give me your life!"

The Taoist idiot who looked like a pale-faced scholar was so reckless in a fight. He looked like a daredevil, rushing left and right, and in the blink of an eye he had led two men in black to fight each other.

The rest of the men in black seemed to be still supporting the formation. Amid the wailing of countless people, those who were able to resist all rushed towards the men in black.

The Qinglian Sect Master's face changed drastically, and he roared, "You are a man who defies the will of Heaven!"

Yang Zhen was stunned when he heard this and shrank into the crowd.

It turns out that these guys are the ones who do things that go against the will of Heaven?

As expected, they were all so powerful that even Yang Zhen felt overwhelmed.

This is... it's still the mavericks who are more awesome! Except for the two-headed man who is hard to tell, the rest of these people are almost all the finishing touches.

But Yang Zhen felt a little strange. These finishing blows did not seem to be as powerful as those of Sword Demon and the others. Instead, it was as if someone had used some means to stimulate all the potential in his body.

Even so, it's scary enough.

When will the finishing touch be able to be mass-produced? Damn it, Yang Zhen thought that he had better shrink back.

Under the outburst of Dao Chi, the red fog in the sky all rushed towards Yang Zhen and others. There were also three or five black shadows on Yang Zhen's side, with a pair of bloodshot eyes, like ferocious beasts, chasing everyone in a miserable state.

Yan Zixu and others rushed forward together and started fighting against a man in black.

Yang Zhen shook his head. It would be difficult to kill these people in such a battle.

These people are against the will of heaven! This is the first time Yang Zhen has seen these people. He could not help but hide aside and watch them carefully.

At this moment, a man in black suddenly appeared from somewhere, with bloodshot eyes, a loud and scary laugh, and stabbed at Yang Zhen with a sword.

Yang Zhen was startled, turned around and stared at the man, angrily cursing: "Damn it, there are so many people here, why are they coming for me, the Saint of Sorrow? Do you really think I am easy to bully?"

As he spoke, Yang Zhen's figure disappeared.

When he appeared again, Yang Zhen had already come behind the man who had gone against the will of heaven.

"Thunder Slash!"

Boom! The big sword slashed the back of the head of the man who defied the heaven.

(End of this chapter)