Some monks had their hands and feet cut off directly, and the more unlucky ones were cut into pieces, and even their souls could not escape.

But in the end, dozens of monks still flew into it.

However, the space channel is becoming more and more stable as time goes by.

"How are you?" Wu Ping was also a little excited at this time.

"I plan to go in now, but after all, you are in the distracted state. It would be safer if you go in later."

"No need. Let's go together."

Qin Cheng spoke calmly, and the three of them almost rushed out together, heading towards the sea of ​​clouds.

As we get closer to the passage, cracks continue to appear, and the wind blows.

Wu Ping and Gong Yao also used their own methods, either to avoid or to blow up the gaps.

Click, click, click!

Just as Qin Cheng approached, a large number of cracks with sharp edges appeared all around him.

Qin Cheng's face was calm, and he used the Qiankun Shifting Technique to pass through the gaps in one step.

"Hey, a monk in the realm of distraction actually has the courage to rush over."

Not far away, a long-faced demon cultivator noticed this. He was startled at first, and then sneered.

And the next time Qin Cheng plans to cross these cracks.

Suddenly, Qin Cheng suddenly felt that the void in front of him suddenly solidified, making it impossible to pass through.

"Even if you are in the realm of gods, you still want to steal something from me, so you should just die."

The demonic cultivator suddenly laughed and grabbed his hand.

The void in front of Qin City completely collapsed, and more space cracks appeared.

"What are you doing."

Wu Ping and Gong Yao were also surprised when they saw this scene.

Unexpectedly, this demonic cultivator actually harmed others without benefiting himself, so he took action to harm others at this time.

But they wanted to help, but it was too late. Seeing that Qin Cheng could not break through these fragments, his body was about to be swallowed by the cracks.

At this moment, a long black whip flew out of Qin Cheng's hand and struck towards the monk.

The demonic cultivator was hit by the whip and immediately felt pain in his soul. He groaned and his spiritual energy burst out, knocking the whip away.

And at this moment, the long whip stood up straight like a long stick. The demon cultivator's breath shook, and he drew the magic whip and retreated.

Qin Cheng took advantage of his strength and stepped back a few meters. He used Qiankun Shift again and moved out against the cracks in the space.

However, a strand of hair fell down from the side of his face, and Qin Cheng's expression suddenly turned cold.

"You're just lucky, kid."

Seeing that Qin Cheng had escaped the disaster, the demonic cultivator grunted, stopped attacking, and flew towards the space passage.

Do you want to escape from a sneak attack?

Qin Cheng's eyes were cold, the whip swept across him again, and at the same time, his body rushed towards the demon cultivator.

"I'll spare your life, but you dare to die."

The demon cultivator also had a gloomy look on his face, and he whipped his demonic whip away again, then raised his hand to grab it, and dozens of demonic claws appeared in the sky, all of which were sharp and cold, and they clawed towards Qin Cheng.

Stepping lightly in the void, Qin Cheng's eyes were cold, stars twinkled between his brows, and a sea-like aura rushed out in all directions.

Two fire dragon-like fires flew out, igniting and burning all these claws.

Qin Cheng then rushed forward with a single step, and his right fist was thrown out like a cannonball.

Hundreds of battles!

Qin Baizhan's method of becoming famous had once subdued countless barbarians and suppressed them for a while. This power was no less than that of ancient body refiners. When Qin Cheng used it, even the talented and powerful warriors who fought against the barbarians could not bear it.

In one second, Qin Cheng superimposed his fist seals 1,500 times, and with the perfect Qin King's body that had been tempered five times, he smashed down with a crash.

The fifth-level Fusion Realm cultivator was punched away by Qin Cheng. He spurted out a mouthful of blood in mid-air.

But Qin Cheng did not intend to let this man go. As he was flying backwards, the sword-shaped pattern between his eyebrows shone, and a thousand flying swords appeared from the sky, transforming into sword dragons and charging away.

At first, the monk could still block it, but after five hundred flying swords, the monk couldn't lift a breath of spiritual energy, and was passed through by the fairy swords one after another.

He wailed repeatedly, his body was instantly chopped into pulp, and he fell into the space channel.

Many demon cultivators around him shrank their pupils when they saw this, and looked at Qin Cheng in surprise.

Is this guy really in the realm of distraction?

This young man, who was not a demon cultivator, actually killed a fifth-level demon cultivator in the Fusion Realm in just a few rounds. His strength was a bit terrifying.

It seems that those who dare to enter the space channel at this time, no matter what their cultivation level, must not be underestimated.

Qin Cheng then stretched out his hand, put away the man's storage bag, and continued flying forward.

After acknowledging Qin Cheng's power, no one dared to attack him again, and all three people in Qin Cheng successfully entered the space passage.

The wind roared in my ears, my consciousness was temporarily blocked, and my vision blurred for a while.

After recovering again, Qin Cheng found himself in a desert land.

Although it was said to be a desert, but with a quick sweep of his spiritual consciousness, he discovered that there was an immortal grass growing on the ground not far from him, as tall as half a man.

Or, it can no longer be called fairy grass. Because no one has picked it for too long, six fairy fruits bloomed on this fairy grass. Each one was crystal clear, and the spiritual energy circulated. Apparently, even the fruits have become treasures.

"Holy shit, it really is a battlefield between immortals and demons that has not been opened for thousands of years. If it had been left outside, it would have been picked by others." The Talisman Demon also yelled when he saw this.

Qin Cheng was not polite. He stretched out his hand, grabbed the fairy grass by the roots, and put it directly into the storage bag.

It's not that he killed the goose to get the egg, but at the moment when Qin Cheng was doing everything, a figure appeared not far from him.

"What grade of fairy grass is this!"

The monk's expression changed slightly, and his heart beat wildly as he watched Qin Cheng put away the fairy grass.

"Hey, boy, if you don't want to die..."

Seeing that Qin Cheng was only in the realm of distraction, the monk's voice was cold and he threatened.

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

Swish, brush, brush!

Around the two people, several figures appeared again, and they were clearly the people who had just passed through the space passage.

Qin Cheng scanned the area and found that none of the eight people he knew, and could not sense the auras of Wu Ping and Gong Yao. Apparently, they were all transported to different areas by the space channels.

As soon as these eight people appeared, ten people stood separately, and the scene was very quiet for a while.

Including Qin Cheng, none of the ten people spoke.

Everyone looked wary and looked at others.

"Three immortal cultivators and seven demon cultivators. It seems we have the advantage."

One of the young men with red eyes sneered and spoke, breaking the tranquility of the area.

"Everyone, this battlefield between immortals and demons used to be the place where the two clans of immortals and demons fought. We seven demon cultivators, why not kill these three first. Then how about we collect the immortal grass around us?" the young man suggested.

"Okay, kill these three, don't let the monks outside the Demonic Mountains take advantage."

A demon cultivator with a pale face and a skull ornament on his forehead also sneered.

The other five people all nodded thoughtfully.

Now, except for Qin Cheng, the expressions of the remaining two monks changed greatly.

"Fellow Taoist, the fairy grass nearby belongs to you, there is no need to shout and kill."

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