Chapter 2737: Wind and dust

"Everyone will die? Is it so serious? The Demon Race has been destroyed, who else is so rampant?"
"In the Western Regions, the demons are all sitting forces. Their life and death have nothing to do with us, right?"
"That's right! They deserved it when they died, not worthy of pity."
"I think he is also from the Western Regions, there is no need to save him!"
Some guards are obviously very disgusted and disgusted with the forces of the Western Regions.
The guard leader frowned, glared at the guards, and scolded: "You want to say that, what is the difference between the Celestial Demon tribe? In addition to the Celestial Demon tribe's sitting forces, there are many innocent forces, as well as casual cultivators in the Western Regions. He is innocent, what are you still doing? Take him to the alchemy pavilion."
"You first... leave me alone, hurry... think of a way to tell... the Supreme Master." The man said with a burning anxiety.
Several guards immediately took the seriously injured man to the alchemy pavilion.
The head of the guard looked at the man and asked in doubt: "Look at your age, why does your face look so old and dozens of years old?"
"Jin...The Golden Crow tribe is frantic. They have... already tragically died of millions of people. They are crazy... swallowing... the blood of the cultivator And the life origin to upgrade the cultivation base, I...my life origin has been swallowed." The man said anxiously.
The man is the Lord Shura.
If Feng Wuchen was here, he would not necessarily recognize Venerable Shura, after all, he was dozens of years old with an old face.
"What? Swallowing blood and life origin cultivation?" The guards were shocked again, and their bodies trembled.
"What are the Golden Crows? Are they terrible? Isn't the source of life devouring the life soul profound hall to do it?" a guard asked in horror.
"The Golden Crow Clan is more terrifying than... than the Heavenly Demon Clan. Now the Western Regions can only enter and cannot exit. The portal has been controlled by them, so quickly find a way to report to the Supreme Lord, and only... the Supreme Lord can Save the Western Regions." Venerable Shura said anxiously, his breath has become weaker and weaker.
"More terrifying than the Demon Race?" The guards were shocked again.
"Chief, what...what can I do?" a guard asked in a panic, and they all realized the seriousness of the matter.
"The Supreme Masters have all just retreats and practiced recently. I don't know when they will leave the customs. We don't know what is going on in the Western Regions. We don't know. First send someone to the Dragon Sacred Hall to report." The guard leader solemnly said.
"I'll rush to the Dragon Sacred Hall!" A Saint Emperor Realm guard took the initiative and immediately flew to the portal.
"You should heal your wounds first. The Supreme Master shouldn't stay in isolation for too long. With our strength, we can't change anything at all." The guard leader said to Lord Shura.
At the moment, people can only be sent to the Dragon Sacred Hall.
Venerable Shura no longer said anything. It would be useless to worry any more. Now I can only wait, but I don't know how long the Western Regions can last.
What Venerable Shura didn't know was that Shadow Demon Venerable and Old Yan Ming had already swallowed their blood, and now there was only half a breath left, and death was not far away.
The Jin Wukui swallowed enough essence and blood and life origin, but the strong of the Golden Crow tribe also needed to improve their cultivation base and needed more essence and blood and life origin.
Therefore, the madness of the Jinwu tribe did not stop, they seemed to be the incarnation of the devil.
Countless forces and cultivators in the Western Regions have all become prey of the Golden Crow.
The brutal methods of the Jinwu people are absolutely creepy and outrageous.
As time passed by one day or two, the Raksha Temple has been very peaceful.
In the entire holy world, only the Western Regions became a on earth.
In contrast, the Profound Saint Realm is simply heaven.
The guard who went to the Dragon Sacred Hall brought back news that the strong Dragon Sacred Hall were also practicing in retreat.
"Why hasn't the Supreme Master yet left? The Western Regions can't hold it anymore." The Lord Shura began to despair, his old face was full of grief, and tears kept falling.
Venerable Shura knew that the Shadow Demon Temple and the Fate Soul Profound Hall were over.
The main goal of the Jinwu tribe is to cultivate into a strong powerhouse.
Although only two days have passed, with the terrifying speed of the Jinwu tribe, I don't know how many people will suffer.
The number of casualties in the Western Regions is terrible.
The madness of the Golden Crow has already caused nearly tens of millions of cultivators in the Western Regions to be swallowed. They either died tragically because of the loss of their essence and blood, or were swallowed up to become old and weak.
The faces of everyone in the Western Regions were filled with endless sorrow and fear, their eyes were so empty that they seemed to have been dominated by fear.
But now it is better to die than to live, like a walking dead.
Eighteen layers of are not so terrible.
Time passed day by day, and seven days passed in a blink of an eye.
The calm Raksha Temple finally ushered in movement.
"Master Supreme is out! Master Supreme is practicing in this kind of palace." The guard leader exclaimed, looking at the palace where Feng Wuchen is.
"Sovereign Lord!" Venerable Shura was suddenly overjoyed, and hope ignited in his heart.
In the palace, Feng Wuchen was indeed out of the gate.
"The Yuanshi Defying Heaven Secret Art is really terrible, the Supreme Dragon God is a long way off. Even breaking through the Holy Lord is easy. At the current speed, it doesn't take long to break through the true immortal." Feng Wuchen smiled excitedly.
The power of the Holy Venerable Realm made Feng Wuchen feel like a rebirth.
In the past seven days from the outside world, Feng Wuchen has been cultivating for more than a month in the God Ring.
With the help of the primordial avatar and Baixian aura, Feng Wuchen has successfully broken through the one-star holy realm, and has gained the inheritance of Emperor Jinxuan and the ancestor of ten thousand gold.
Ling Xiaoxiao and the others have not yet left the customs, they all want to use the terrifying aura and the treasures of heaven and earth to break through the realm of the nobles.
It takes a certain amount of time to break through to the Lord, even with Baibei's help.
"Master Supreme! Something has happened!" The head of the guard reported respectfully.
Feng Wuchen flashed out of the palace and saw Venerable Shura at first sight, but did not recognize him, and asked, "What happened?"
"Sovereign Lord, it's me, I'm Lord Asura. When I was in the Saint Pill Pavilion, the subordinates helped Lord Supreme to lift the soul curse." Lord Asura hurriedly said, his old face looked very excited.
"Are you Lord Shura?" Feng Wuchen asked in astonishment, unable to believe it.
Venerable Shura then told the whole story again.
"Swallowing blood and life origin? There is such a thing unexpectedly." Feng Wuchen frowned deeply, and Feng Wuchen did not expect the Jinwu tribe to be so frantic and inhuman.
"Master, you were all in retreat at the time, and your subordinates did not dare to disturb. The strong people on the Dragon Sacred Palace were also in retreat, and we can only wait." The guard leader explained.
"Master Supreme, save the Western Regions, now only Master Supreme can save the Western Regions cultivators. During this time, countless people have been killed, and it is urgent." Venerable Shura implored.
"Aura is not enough to improve cultivation base, Jin Wukui and the others are really not compromised, beasts are not as good." Feng Wuchensen said coldly.