Chapter 1242: Head hit the north boundary

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read2();　　"Sister, this Wujiangzong person is born to be integrated with space. He has always come and gone without a trace, and even his true appearance is rarely seen. This disciple is cruising around me, I don't know what it is trying to do?"
　　 Under the northern barrier of Meteorite County, among dozens of cultivators of the Soul Burial Sect, a soft voice rang.
This voice came from standing next to the saint, a figure with a more petite figure. After its voice fell, the saint who was guarded by the stars raised the pale right hand of the soul-burial sect, and moved forward gently, covering it. Above the sky, the ghost spirits rushed back together as if they had received an order, and then the latter responded:
"The people of Wujiangzong love to wander around and spy around. This is such a lively thing in the North Sea. This group of guys must have come to the north early, but the son of Wujiangzong saw the previous act of raising souls. It will be a little troublesome, this guy is notoriously big mouth."
　　 "Now that the North Sea has changed dramatically, this Wujiangzong Saint son probably didn't have the time to promote it everywhere, and he should go directly to the North Sea."
　　 "Then you are wrong, sister, I'm sure it must still be staying near the barrier of Meteor County."
　　 came from the mouth of the saint of the Soul Burial Sect with a determined voice, and then turned his gaze to the front. As the conversation, the northern enchantment was increasingly broken, the voice came out again:
　　 "People of the Wujiang Sect are the most difficult to die, and they are the most afraid of death. The northern enchantment in front of us is in the middle of breaking, and no one dares to act rashly before it is completely broken!"
After the voice of the saint of the Soul Burial Sect fell, at the same time, the fourth county under Beihai County, Hanyan County, the cold wind howled and bombarded the undulating, staggered rocks on top of each other. There was a harsh roar.
The area of ​​Hanyan County is second only to the top Beihai County among the 15 Northland counties, but its living environment, even though it has the fog of the Beihai enchantment to isolate the road, is still extremely harsh. Extreme drought and extreme cold make A large number of creatures have moved away from this place one after another, going south to find a more suitable place to live, and those who can stay and survive are some very special creatures.
　　 On the vast land of Hanyan County, almost every inch of the land is erected with silver-white rocky peaks. At the same time, there is no green vegetation on these rocky peaks, and the whiteness of the rocky peaks looks extremely barren.
　　The grayish white all over these rocks is not icy wind and frost, but a strange spore-like creature, and the creatures that can survive on this land are fed by these spores.
Suddenly, under the scorching sun above the sky, huge shadows suddenly appeared on the white rocks of Hanyan County, densely and quickly swimming, these groups of shadows went straight to the north, the speed was extremely fast, and the wings opened. Like a flying fish in the sea, under a continuous stretch, it even enveloped most of the ground.
After a few breaths, a large shadow whizzed by, and the loud piercing and neighing sound passed down, causing a large number of the natives of Cold Rock County to raise their heads. Their faces were astonished. I saw countless huge flying races across the sky. Fluttering and flying, and on the backs of these flying races, buildings were built. In the buildings, a large number of monks were sitting cross-legged, heading toward Beihai County.
　　 Then, when this black cloud composed of flying races approached the battered northern enchantment, exuding a weird and ruined atmosphere, an old and majestic voice came directly from the front:
"stop!"
　　As soon as this statement was made, the dense flying race suddenly hovered in place, and then this old speech continued to ring clearly in everyone's ears:
　　 "The northern enchantment is on the edge of fragmentation. I will wait to stay in place and watch the changes!"
　　 "Follow the order of the great elder."
One response after another sounded everywhere, and the indigenous creatures of Hanyan County were then horrified to discover that dark clouds composed of flying races flew above their heads every moment, covering the sky and the sun, with a mighty momentum and even a powerful force. In the Zongmen, huge rocks were suspended in the sky above the sky, and made into a huge floating fortress to move north quickly.
Time passed forward every minute and every second. This one started from Hanyan County and went eastward, and before passing the northern boundary of the three counties of Meteorite, Liuli, and Fengxian, more and more rushed to Beihai County to participate in opportunities. The powerful monks of the convention stopped because of the sudden change in the barrier.
If you observe the entire northern border of the Supreme Profound Land from a very high angle of view, you will find an imagination that has been rare for countless years. A riddled rune enchantment, armed with countless numbers, is powerful The monk abruptly went ahead and did not dare to move forward.
At this time, the Beihai enchantment can no longer be called a barrier between heaven and earth, densely packed holes appear on it, like an infinitely huge screen, even one that gives people a feeling, even if it is a child who has no cultivation. All can directly tear the enchantment in front of them.
However, after a long period of time, the monks who were difficult to count with figures before the interface, still no one dared to come forward and try, everyone in the world was afraid of death, especially at the beginning of the dramatic changes in the world, even less The monk is willing to take risks.
In Xiaoyao City, Liusha County, there are more and more casual practitioners from all over the place. If the number of monks gathered in the three counties of Fengxian, Meteorite, and Hanyan at this time is ten, then this is defaulted to be the quicksand of the place of casual cultivation. The number of county monks is thousands or even ten thousand.
　　 Then countless lights came from Xiaoyao City, intertwined with the North Sea enchantment in front, and there were countless emotions flowing in these eyes.
　　 joy, anger, worry, sorrow, fear!
The seven emotions of people are intertwined in this area. The world is also full at this moment. However, in this weird waiting, there is a casual cultivator group at the forefront of Xiaoyao City, but there is one person. His heart was ups and downs, and then he took a direct step forward.
　　 is the old casual cultivator who once spoke to the middle-aged man and the little girl!
　　 "The words of the former great monk still echoed in the old man's ears, and the old man also understood that the drastic changes that had already started were a catastrophe that swept the entire Taixuan Land. If you want to run, you can't get away."
　　 Accompanied by the old Sanxiu's old words, his somewhat rickety figure stood out from among the countless casual practitioners, walking out of Xiaoyao City alone, looking so abrupt.
　　The old Sanxiu has lived in Xiaoyao City for a long time, so many people recognize it. After that, some Sanxiu watched the frantic behavior of the former walking towards the northern barrier, and could not help but shout:
　　 "Master, why are you going, this northern barrier is about to collapse, and it may cause the space to collapse by then, come back soon!"
　　 "Come back? Where can I go back? Our monks from the 15th counties in the north have been running south for tens of thousands of years, have they run out of a future?"
The old high-sounding rhetoric came from the front, and the roar of the old Sanxiu even overwhelmed the roar of wind and sand. Then the old monk stood upright and began to run forward, charging, and the roar continued to resound across the sky. :
　　 "Then I wait for a casual repair with two legs, how fast can I escape under the catastrophe?
　　 "We can't run the big ship, the flying race, and the war fetish. Old man, I can only shrink my head and live my life, but this time, go!"
The roars directly caused countless casual practitioners in Xiaoyao City to tremble, and their souls trembled. Then, among the yellow sand flying in the sky, an old Sanxiu who tore his windproof robe rushed to the northern barrier alone. Without hesitation, he slammed his head on it, and the old voice continued to roll out:
　　 "The old man prays to heaven. If the drastic change in luck this time is a reshuffle of the world's forces, then please wait for a casual repair for me, a way out!"
　　 After the roar, the old man repaired his head and broke his blood.
After 　　, the northern enchantment was completely shattered, the space trembles, and the outer edge swept outwards, swallowing the old Sanxiu's squatting body.