บท 1965: The 1966 demonic beast attack

With a leap, Ling Chuxi chased after Meng Luo. No, no matter what, he couldn't let her disappear in the space crack. She wasn't a real Grandmaster, so she couldn't bear such a chaotic flow.

Just as she moved, a hand grabbed her wrist.

"You can't go!" Huangfu qingjue's expression was exceptionally solemn.

The spatial crack was slowly closing, but chaotic air currents several times stronger than before were madly rushing out, making a loud rumbling sound like a thousand-foot waterfall.

"Hiss ..." A group of demonic beasts rushed out of the spatial crack amidst the deafening roars.

The entire ground started to shake.

The sky also turned red at this moment. Looking up, all the sun, moon, and stars were hanging in the sky at the same time, which was a magnificent sight.

The sun and the moon shone together, and the stars gathered. It was a spectacular sight, but it was also filled with a strange beauty.