Several days later, in the sky above Hua Xia, dark clouds blocked all the light. Although it was noon, the sky was still eerie.
In fact, on the day that the array was broken, in less than half a day, all the places with people in the world were already gloomy.
At first, the people who were hiding from the bone-chilling cold didn't know what kind of natural disaster it was and why it was so horrifying.
But slowly, people realized that this time, it wasn't as simple as just cooling down.
In every area of the world, 'ghosts' that ordinary people didn't even dare to imagine appeared one after another!
These ghosts and skeletons that looked like they would only appear in magic movies appeared before people's eyes!
Some of them just passed by and shuttled through the steel forests of the cities. Some of them suddenly chose people and devoured them, leaving puddles of blood or dried corpses behind!
If the Earth was about to enter the Ice Age, humans already felt the approach of death. Then, the scene of the arrival of the Grim Reaper made people fall into despair!
This time, whether it was the poor people or the rich and powerful people, they couldn't avoid being attacked!
In front of these primordial demons that people didn't understand at all, humans could only wait for death or pray to God …
The sudden change was so fast that even the extremely intelligent humans didn't have time to think about what was going on!?
The cultivators in the illusion realm realized that the situation wasn't good from the first day they discovered the demons.
Especially the cultivators in Hongmeng. Their ancestors had guarded the array for generations, but they didn't expect that something would really happen in this era!
Soon, Liu Shiyuan, Yan Xiuming, and the rest of the cultivators in Hongmeng scattered the remaining hundreds of cultivators on the island and went around the world to kill the primordial demons that had escaped.
Because most of the demons were only at the Soul Formation Realm and had low spiritual intelligence, they weren't difficult to deal with. This might be the only thing that was worth celebrating.
However, there were too many demons, and these cultivators scattered all over the world were like trying to put out a cart of firewood with a cup of water.
In the end, the masters of the hidden families couldn't sit back and do nothing, so they all went around the world to kill the demons.
Even if they knew that this was only delaying the decline of Earth and humanity, they could only try their best.
The women were waiting for Yang Cheng's return. When they saw this scene, they couldn't wait any longer. As a result, Qiangwei, Cai Ning, and the other women who had reached the Soul Formation Stage and above also went to different parts of the world to fight alongside the cultivators in the illusion realm.
With a large number of magic treasures given by Yang Cheng, the women's combat power was not weak, so there was not much trouble.
However, there were some Primordial Fiendish Demons that were rather troublesome to deal with.
A portion of the demons had extremely high intelligence, just like the Shadow Demon. They were at the Soul Formation or Soul Formation Stage, and they were proficient in all kinds of strange techniques that were impossible to defend against.
Less than two days later, news of over a dozen cultivators being killed came. Some cultivators ran back with injuries, but they were quickly poisoned to death by some insidious poison.
In the end, Luo Qianqiu and the others came to a decision. If they discovered any demons that were difficult to deal with, they would immediately report it to the island and have the strongest cultivators deal with them.
Although it was not very reliable, it was probably the best choice to reduce casualties.
The whole world turned from an ice and snow cage to an Asura hell.
It didn't matter if you were an ordinary person, a white-collar worker, a peddler, a lady, or an entertainment star …
All kinds of people from all levels of society began to die tragically on the streets or in their own homes.
In the sound of the horn of doomsday, no ostentatious title could be used as a talisman. The only thing that could save them was the blessing of the Goddess of Fate.
The most basic weakness of human beings was exposed at this moment.
… …
In a second-tier city in the south of Hua Xia.
At the edge of the ghostly city, there were scattered garbage and abandoned vehicles everywhere.
The corpses of humans and animals were scattered everywhere. The previously noisy supermarkets and markets were now empty.
On a dead silent street, a man with messy hair, wearing a dirty shirt, and holding a porcelain bottle of white wine, staggered across the street.
This seemingly drunk tramp was none other than Yang Cheng, who had been walking aimlessly for so many days.
Ever since Meng Xiaoyao left, Yang Cheng did not know where to go.
After staying in the bar for a whole night, the next morning, he walked out of the bar with a blank mind and began to wander around.
In the streets of the city, in the fields of the village, Yang Cheng numbly watched as more and more demons ran amok.
However, no matter how the demons slaughtered humans, sucked blood, or stole souls, Yang Cheng numbly turned a blind eye to it.
All of this seemed to have nothing to do with him.
The demons could also feel that this "tramp" was not ordinary and instinctively kept a respectful distance from him, so they did not provoke Yang Cheng.
He did not know how many cities he had passed through. Along the way, other than occasionally looking for some hard liquor, he almost never stopped.
He was afraid that if he stopped, he would start to think about where he should go and what he should do … …
"Boom!! — — "
Suddenly, an explosion came from a residential area not far ahead.
A burst of smoke rose into the air, only to see a blue figure climbing up from a pile of collapsed cement wall debris.
Then, two young cultivators, a man and a woman with a long sword, flew to the side of the man in blue and asked worriedly if he was injured.
The man in blue's face was dark and gloomy, and there was a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, but he gritted his teeth and shook his head, indicating that there was no problem. However, his expression was obviously not the case.
Yang Cheng stood at the crossroads at the corner of the street. Seeing this scene, his blank eyes showed a trace of strangeness. He hesitated slightly and could not help but stand still … …
At this time, the female cultivator noticed Yang Cheng standing not far away from the corner of the street, and immediately shouted at Yang Cheng anxiously — — "Don't come over! It's dangerous here!! Get out of here!!! "
Before the woman could finish speaking, the man on the side shouted, "Sister, be careful!"
They saw a black ball the size of a hot air balloon, surrounded by ghost fog, from the inside of the residential area towards the three people.
The man stood in front of the woman, the flying sword in his hand rolled out a long snake-like flame, entangling it, blocking the black fog ball, and constantly trying to defeat it.
But although the black fog was constantly being worn down, it began to envelop the man's flying sword even faster, and it looked like it was about to swallow the man together!
"Brother Zhao, be careful! This fog is poisonous!! "
The man in blue shouted, not caring that he was still injured, he forcefully circulated a mouthful of true essence, put his hands together, and shouted the name of Buddha!
"Ma! Ma! Ni! Ba! Mi! Hou!! "
One by one, the gilded Buddhist talismans spat out from the mouth of the man in blue, and there was a faint chanting of Buddha, and the sound of Sanskrit entered the ears.
The man clenched his fists, suddenly burst out, and two fists with the power of Vajra Subduing Demon, smashed on the black ball!
"Bang!!"
A muffled sound came from the black fog ball, and the black ball suddenly shot out a few rays of golden light, it looked like it was about to be destroyed.
However, at this moment, a monster whose entire body seemed to be formed from black fog appeared directly above the black ball.
This monster had two horns on its head, a horse's mouth, a tiger's beard, and a pair of blood-red eyes. Its body was like a sitting lion, and it had a short black tail with flipped fins. It was extremely ugly.
The monster let out a few strange eerie laughs, and with a sweep of its short, thick tail, the three cultivators, two men and one woman, were directly sent flying!
The three of them were not a match for it at all, the difference in their cultivation was too great, they all spat out a mist of blood on the spot, not to mention internal injuries, they were all poisoned.
The monster proudly roared to the sky, and spat out poisonous fog, it pounced down, stretched out a sharp black claw, and was about to grab the female cultivator's neck and devour her blood essence.
Seeing the black fog demon approaching, the female cultivator was so scared that her face turned pale, and her soul left her body, but she could only close her eyes and wait for death …
"Roar!!!! — — "
The cruel scene that the three of them expected did not happen, but they suddenly heard the monster let out a shrill scream!
"Peng!"
A blood-red flame had unknowingly wrapped around the black fog demon. The demon kept struggling and roaring, but it was unable to resist the corrosion of this blood-red flame.
In the blink of an eye, it was as if the world had evaporated, and the demon had already disappeared.
What was even more amazing was that this blood-red flame actually evaporated the poison on the three of them, and directly restored them to health. It could be seen that this blood-red flame was the demon's nemesis.
The three of them stared blankly at this scene. In the end, when the flame dissipated, they could clearly see that the unfamiliar wanderling-like man was standing not far away, looking at them.
"The three of you combined only have the battle strength of the middle stage of the Kui Water Stage … Yet you want to fight a Dark Water Stage Demon. If you guys want to die, why go through so much trouble …"
Yang Cheng sighed, then turned around and planned to leave.
These two men and one woman were the siblings Zhao Muyang, Zhao Ting, and Lan Fei, whom he had interacted with in the Xiao Family.
If it wasn't for the fact that they had a bit of friendship back then, Yang Cheng really might not care about their life and death.
"This brother!? Please wait!! "
A hint of hesitation and thought flashed between Zhao Muyang's brows, then he hurriedly stood up and called out to Yang Cheng.
Zhao Ting and Lan Fei also immediately stood up. The debt of saving their lives was not a small favor, they didn't dare to slight it.
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