Soon, the gray color quickly spread around like a plague. Whether it is people or objects, after touching that field, it all turned gray and had no color at all.

"This, what the hell is this?"

The monks saw that they had lost their color all over their bodies, and endless fear appeared on their faces.

Soon, they found in horror that the power in their bodies completely disappeared, and their bodies were as fragile as paper. Every time they moved, they would consume a lot of strength. After a few moves, they began to pant.

"Can't you imagine this is the realm of the Demon Emperor?"

Li Gong looked at his pale arms, and poked his nails slightly to pierce his skin that could not even break through the defense of the magic weapon!

"Not only did all the power disappear, but even his body became weaker than ordinary people."

"In my current state, I'm afraid even a cultivator in the Qi Gathering Realm can kill me!"

Li Gong's heart was getting more and more shocked, and endless fear appeared in his eyes when he looked at Zhang Ziling.

I'm afraid that it was not only him who lost his cultivation, but all the people who turned gray had lost their cultivation and became the weakest ordinary person.

It felt quite bad, and Li Gong quickly asked a group of disciples from all the way to surrounded him!

Now in his current state, I am afraid that any knife can stab him to death!

After Li Gong began to ask the disciples around him to protect him, the bigwigs of other forces also reacted, asking the disciples to surround him, fearing that he would be assassinated.

However, there are still some monks who are unlucky. They offended too many enemies before. Before, no one dared to provoke them because of their strong strength. But now everyone has become ordinary people, and high-level monks are soon killed by low-level monks.

The lower realm emperor-level powerhouses who had previously hid in various parts of Antarctic City have now joined forces to assassinate leaders or high-level monks of various major forces.

The imperial-level powerhouses in the lower realm basically practice from the lowest end to the top. Even if their bodies become fragile and have no strength, they have extremely rich martial arts and skills they master and have extremely rich combat experience!

The high-level monks in Antarctica have basically practiced smoothly, and they basically rely on powerful martial arts and martial arts to fight against each other. They have no experience in close combat.

Even those Taoist masters and a few besieging an imperial-level powerhouse in the lower realm are still no match for those imperial-level powerhouses.

Gray blood splattered everywhere, and the space was filled with shrill wails.

The leaders of those large forces were all scared and shrank into the protection circle of their disciples.

Fortunately, the powerful men of the lower realm did not rush into the crowd, but just hunted down the lonely monks on the periphery, which made the big guys feel quite comforted.

As a result, the strong men who were alone cried and begged the big forces to take in, and even promised many benefits.

Later, the leaders of major forces began to raise prices. Cultivators who did not pay enough benefits would be driven out of the encirclement and ruthlessly killed by the imperial cultivators in the lower realm.

Antarctic City became chaotic, and Zhang Ziling was already in a dead silence.

Zhang Ziling was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, and the demonic flames were burning quietly around him.

The ancestor of Nantian Pavilion and the two ancestors of Half-Step Daojun were already pressed down on the ground by Zhang Ziling's powerful force.

Except for the ancestor of Nantian Pavilion who also preserves the strength at the Zhenwu Realm level, all the others are even weaker than cultivators in the Qi Gathering Realm!

Moreover, the domain of the ancestor of Nantian Pavilion has been completely suppressed, and he can no longer redefine the rules around him.

Feeling the weakness coming from his body, he wished he could die now!

Zhang Ziling seemed to have no idea about what happened outside, with a calm expression and slightly closed his eyes.

No one knows that Zhang Ziling is still in the process of opening the field at this moment.

The outside world turned gray, which was just the prototype of Zhang Ziling's field.

Now Zhang Ziling knew that the field he had developed by the bronze fragments was a very perverted skill.

The only solution found from countless choices is that Zhang Ziling felt the power surging deep in his soul,

Feeling numb on the scalp.

There is no full view of the field yet, but Zhang Ziling can confirm that it is a very terrifying thing, and I'm afraid he is even afraid of it himself!

Xuntianyi stopped talking now, it just watched Zhang Ziling quietly from the opening field.

Once again, the area that is about to take shape has dissipated.

Zhang Ziling did not feel any surprises and built the field with extremely fast speed. In less than a second, Zhang Ziling caught up with the previous progress again, and was disturbed again, and once again.

Zhang Ziling can't remember how many times this process has happened. Zhang Ziling is no longer familiar with the fields he has built, and can be reconstructed using conditioned reflex.

Even the searching ritual can remember all the subtle characteristics of the realm!

As the field becomes more and more complete, the gray tones outside have spread out to the Antarctic City, affecting the entire Antarctic sky.

Everyone's power seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and even their strength was eroded little by little, and even their breathing felt extremely laborious.

The strength of the Nantian Pavilion ancestor was also suppressed to the point of an ordinary person. The three ancestors had already decayed because they slept for too long. Now they were deprived of all their strength, and they were much weaker than others and could not even move!

"Save, help" the ancestor of Nantian Pavilion felt extremely weak, and his whole rationality was completely swallowed by fear!

Nan Meng's face was also pale, and even when he moved, he felt that it would take a lot of energy.

He looked at Zhang Ziling, then looked at his three ancestors, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.

He called a disciple of Nantian Pavilion to come over and pulled out the disciple's sword.

"Master, you!"

The disciple looked at Nan Meng holding the sword hard and couldn't help but exclaim.

"Now, only those three ancestors in our Nantian Pavilion have taken action against the Demon Emperor. As long as I kill those three, there will be a turning point between us and the Demon Emperor."

Nan Meng held the sword and moved slowly towards the three ancestors:

"But if those three people don't die and wait for the Demon Emperor to wake up, then all of us will die!"

The disciple of the Nantian Pavilion suddenly shrank, and he immediately wiped out the impulse to stop Nan Meng.

The ending now is obvious. The three ancestors are no match for the Demon Emperor at all, and the three ancestors still insist on being enemies with the Demon Emperor despite everyone's advice.

If they died because of the impulse of the three ancestors, no one would be happy.

People are always selfish at the end.

What's more, most of the disciples in Nantian Pavilion have never even heard of the existence of the three ancestors. Everyone is happy to use the lives of the three ancestors to exchange their own lives.

"What do you, your beast want to do?"

"You are in a rebellion!"

When the ancestor of Nantian Pavilion saw Nan Meng moving towards him for the New Year, he couldn't help but flashed fear in his eyes and shouted sternly.

Nan Meng did not respond to his ancestor's questioning and walked step by step to the three ancestors, with cold murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"If you don't die, the next one will be our Nantian Pavilion!"

"So, for the sake of Nantian Pavilion, the three ancestors, you should go and die!"

Nan Meng's words had become extremely cold. He raised the sword in his hand and ruthlessly slashed it down!

laugh!

A head flew out, and gray blood flowed all over the floor.
Chapter completed!