There were a large number of people following him.
The Milky Way is deep and boundless.
Behind the vastness and brilliance is full of murderous intent.
The monks behind looked very uneventful, and they were surrounded by dangers. They could only rush forward with their teeth and if they were not left, they would be involved.
The monks who were able to receive invitations from the little god stood out from tens of thousands of monks, and their strength was not simple.
But at this moment, it was like cannon fodder, helplessly pressing in front.
Lin Xi was puzzled by this: "Everyone has seen the danger ahead, why do they still have to rush forward? Can't they slow down first? Don't they have to die?"
With such a question in his arms, Lin Xi rode the Golden Winged Rod and wanted to return to find them.
Suddenly a little crisis arose in his heart.
This inexplicable feeling made him alert.
What's going on?
The golden-winged roll flapped its wings and swept the strong wind and flew backwards. An invisible force of the great way flowed, inexplicably carrying an extremely powerful tearing force.
Lin Xi flew forward without feeling at all, but once he had the action of trying to retreat, he felt like his entire soul was about to tear apart.
"Wait!" This feeling scared Lin Xi so much that he hurriedly jumped off the Golden-Winged Roc.
The golden-winged roll could no longer control its body shape by controlling the power of the strong wind, so it flew out like this.
Then invisible qi flowed.
The great way between heaven and earth is instantly disordered.
Then the terrifying law twisted, which caused more than a hundred times more destructive power than the countercurrent of space. It even swallowed the body of the golden-winged Roc in an instant and annihilated it directly.
Lin Xi was frightened.
Oh my God!
What is this?
That is, here is an endless sea of stars, so there is no big wave. If such destructive power is produced in the human world, it will probably be enough to kill all the vitality within a hundred miles.
Lin Xi stared at this world, as if he had noticed something, and took a breath: "The land of the saint is where the great way is."
Saints are terrifying beings that can even control the great way.
Every move can affect the road and change the new sky.
Even though the saint is gone, the avenue of this world is still flowing towards the collapsed golden bridge, which is probably going to be like this for a long time.
Lin Xi didn't bother to think about why the Ascension Bridge was clearly related to the saints.
The situation seems to be a little bad now.
No wonder these people have to keep moving forward with their teeth and are not even willing to stop and study the surrounding situation. They only know how to fly forward.
It turns out that I can't retreat.
This is the direction of the operation of the great way.
It is the rule that belongs to this world.
If you retreat, you will be the way of resistance. Although the way will not change any changes due to the violation of a small ant, the laws that are contrary to the way are distorted by ordinary spirits.
This world has not specially arranged any restrictions on monks.
But the rules of its own operation are already a complete danger for ordinary monks.
"What a terrible place." Lin Xi couldn't help but murmur.
However, the most important thing now is to use the power of these people to reach the other side of the starry sea, that is, the collapsed golden bridge.
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And behind, the monks were now in a very anxious situation.
I thought there was no danger.
But when the danger is discovered, it is too late to withdraw. The distortion of the laws caused by violating the Great Way cannot be resisted by any means.
Some people tried to use a treasure to shuttle through the space and leave this place, but they were still distorted by the law.
Everyone was trembling, but it was already difficult to get off the tiger.
Only keep moving forward.
And every step ahead of the crisis, a little bit of it will be gone.
Who would have thought that such a place that should have been a blessed place has now become an absolutely evil place.
Everyone can only try to gather together as much as possible, explore the way slowly, and bypass the dangerous places, but not too slow, because too slow will also lead to the risk of the road of resistance.
"It's so frustrating. I would rather enter a dead land full of restrictions than stay here." Someone said in pain.
"Even if the saint is not here, it has completely changed this world and is not what we should enter."
The shadow of death enveloped them.
There is no way to avoid it.
Among them, more than thirty monks have fallen.
Keep watching the monks around you die, the psychological pressure on others is undoubtedly huge.
"Damn it, they are obviously the most powerful, but they are hiding behind." A monk gritted his teeth.
Of course he was talking about the little god Qin Zhao and his group.
Because the two sides have negotiated a long time ago, those who cannot provide clues to the holy land must bear the risks ahead, which is the price they must pay.
Danger may or may not exist, this is called risk.
Despite this, it is really angering that the people behind are still stable and stable.
"Save me!!" At this moment, someone seemed to have stopped entering a dangerous place and asked for help in a hurry, but everyone had no choice but to watch him get involved in the intersection of the avenues and then annihilated.
Everyone couldn't help but feel sad when the rabbit died.
If this continues, who knows how many people will die to get out of danger?
Behind were the little god Qin Zhao, fairy Qingyan, Taoist Qing robe and more than 20 monks who provided clues, most of them were full of glory at the moment.
Fortunately, according to the agreement, they do not need to take the risk of exploring the way.
Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll be shrouded in the shadow of death at this moment.
At this moment, many people actually have a question in their minds. Could it be that all this was calculated by the little god?
"Little God, this place is too dangerous. I wonder if you can also do something to prevent any casualties from causing any reason." The monk who was exploring the way forward could finally help it.
The person who spoke was a young monk, Yin Anping, the descendant of Yuanji Sect, who controlled the Jiming Divine Pearl and had extraordinary strength.
His face was covered in frost.
Just now, one of his close friends was caught in the intersection of the avenue and died.
This made him unable to bear it anymore.
The little god Qin Zhao said coldly: "What's the matter with me? This is the path you have chosen by yourself. I didn't force you. If you don't even want to take risks, what holy land will you find?"
"You little god, you're too much." Yin Anping seemed a little angry at this moment: "I just asked you to work hard to eliminate the risks. We are actually responsible for the real danger."
"I'm too much?" Qin Zhao's double pupils were cold, full of intimidation.
"That's right."
"Since you think it's unfair, you can leave now."
Yin Anping said angrily: "You think I don't want to."
If you can leave, more than half of the monks will choose to leave.
The atmosphere became solemn and tense.
"Then you can get out." The little god Qin Zhao's voice was extremely indifferent. At this moment, a terrifying aura rose on his body, as if the gods were coming, and a vast spiritual power surged out like a vast ocean, like a hot sea of fire.
Yin Anping's pupils shrank suddenly.
Too powerful.
It made him feel palpitations.
Is this the strength of the little god?
At this moment, Fairy Qingyan spoke, her voice was a bit cold, but what she said was a bit surprising: "Two fellow Taoists, don't be impatient, now we should first escape from danger.