Immortal Cultivation In Time And Space - V2.Chapter 194

The rampant spirit power, like the violent wind, makes the whole space full of smoke and dust. Huineng’s self exploding spirit power is like countless small sharp knives. Blowing through the faces of the people.

Different from Huineng’s summoning method, this kind of spiritual power explodes spontaneously, which is completely the result that Huineng can’t control. However, in order to prevent his self explosion from injuring Li Fan and other practitioners, Huineng’s self explosion direction was mainly focused on Ying Zheng’s direction, almost forming a sharp conical arrow like a long gun, straight at Ying Zheng.

Even so, the scattered spirit power still made Li Fan and others unstable.

Ying Zheng’s dignified eyes flashed away, his mouth was also a low drink, his hands between the blink of an eye is in front of the body under a heavy barrier, like mountains in general continuous.

The sharp shock wave formed by Huineng’s self explosion almost immediately rushed to Ying Zheng. Just looking at each other, he destroyed all the barriers in front of Ying Zheng. Then, like a wild dragon, he wrapped Ying Zheng in it.

In an instant, the countless spiritual power that originally passed around Li Fan and others condensed into a sharp illusory sword and stabbed straight into the sky. Like a ripple, the sky is full of brilliant light like fireworks. Light up the whole sky.

There was a slight wave in the space. The scene around them changed in a flash. When the space is stable, the surrounding area is already a desolate scene. It turned out that the crowd had reappeared outside Changping village.

Hundreds of meters away, the waves of spiritual power made the people outside the explosion shocked.

“Old monk.” Li Fan looked at the center of the spiritual power surging in a dazed way. He felt a touch of indescribable feeling in his heart.

“Master forever.” Yang Qinghua looks at the core direction of Changping village and bows deeply.

“Old man.”

The remaining two old people sitting on the ground were also sad. Hand hammer on the ground one after another, a face full of wrinkles full of tears.

Changping village, the core of Huineng self explosion.

Countless crazy swarms of spirit power suddenly disappeared as if they had met a black hole. It’s as if the riot of spirit power came and went quickly. On the ground of the whole space, the originally slightly larger earth and rock have all broken into powder. The whole space is desolate and desolate.

A deep cough came, and the smoke dispersed, revealing Ying Zheng’s slightly embarrassed figure. A gorgeous Black Dragon Robe, now also contaminated with countless dust, on the Dragon Robe, also appeared a little bit of rupture.

“Damn old thing.” Ying Zheng’s face was marked with a fierce look. Back in the hands behind is also slightly trembling, a touch of light red blood from the cuff in the flow out.

It’s obvious that Huineng’s self explosion just now did not really defeat Ying Zheng, but it still made Ying Zheng pay a great price.

“Old man, do you think they can escape if you blow yourself up?” Ying Zheng’s hands suddenly trembled, and the whole Dragon Robe suddenly fell apart. With a fierce light in his eyes, he repeatedly said, “today, I want to let all the people from your cultivation world stay.”

Ying Zheng’s voice has just dropped, and his figure has disappeared in the same place.

“Come on. Master Huineng did not hesitate to blow himself up. In order to stop Ying Zheng, he just wanted to win us a little time. The tide of time and space has not yet come, and the underworld will not really be able to invade. We have a chance in the future. ” Looking at Changping village in the distance, Yang Qinghua finally sighed deeply and said slowly.

“Want to go?”

Just when people want to turn around and leave, the whole sky suddenly changes color, and countless dark clouds suddenly appear all over the sky. The dark clouds were as heavy as a storm.

Ying Zheng’s figure has already appeared in the sky in front of the people. His cold eyes slowly swept the people’s faces.

“Today, I want you all to die here.”

“Do it.”

There is no hesitation, no half of the nonsense. At the moment of Ying Zheng’s appearance, Yang Qinghua and Mingyue had already opened their mouths at the same time. Countless attacks of magic and spirit power were like a huge dragon in the air, suddenly rushing towards Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng smiles coldly and holds his hands in front of him. The countless magic power that rushes to a few meters in front of him suddenly seems to be imprisoned. Between the clenching of Ying Zheng’s hands, the air around him is rippling. Between the folds of space, it collapses and disappears.

Ying Zheng just showed this simple skill, but the practitioners present were shocked. Ying Zheng’s hand is enough to show that when he fought Huineng again, Ying Zheng was not using all his strength.

At the moment, this seemingly understatement of the hand, but it is easy to resolve the attack of the people, it seems that the strength of Ying Zheng, should be far more than the people.

Yang Qinghua and Wu Qishan, aged practitioners, all looked at each other at this time. Take a step at the same time. He said.

“Young generation, leave quickly.”

“Want to go?” Ying Zheng showed a smile at the corner of his mouth. “No one wants to leave today.”

With these words, Ying Zheng’s body was like a ghost, suddenly leaving an illusory figure in place. Among the people, there was a shrill cry. A cavity of blood, the sky. It’s like a fountain. It’s all over the place.

“Fight with him.”

Among the many practitioners, I don’t know who they are. Finally, they can’t bear the atmosphere and let out a roar. All of them are red eyed. They give up their extraordinary and refined identity as practitioners and rush forward like gangsters fighting on the street.

However, the competition in the cultivation world is fundamentally different from the street fighting of hooligans, and it is not more life-saving than there.

Although all the people rush up, there is a real gap in strength. This is no longer a battle at the same level.

Just a few minutes, in this piece of land of only a few hundred square meters, there are dozens of corpses lying in disorder.

And now still can stand in place, only Li Fan and others, as well as the ability group of Ming Yue.

This is not to say that the strength of those left behind is greater than that of those who died. But in this battle, Ying Zheng seems to have intentionally or unintentionally solved those who are less powerful or who are struggling to advance. On the contrary, they left these people standing in the same place, and even turned a blind eye to the attacks.

“What natural divinity can resist the tide of time and space.” Ying Zheng laughs wildly, looks at Li Fan and says, “in my opinion, Ying Zheng’s existence is nothing more than a mole ant.”

“Li Fan, let’s go. Let’s stop Ying Zheng. You must live.” Yang Qinghua turned his head to see Li Fan and said in a soft voice, “those who are born with divine sense can’t lose here.”

“Ha ha ha.” When Ying Zheng heard Yang Qinghua’s words, he reached out to the crowd and said with a cold smile, “if you want to leave, you have to ask me if I agree.”

“Ying Zheng, the last time you were in the Qinling mausoleum, you escaped from the past. We really regret it.” The Xuanyuan sword in Li Fan’s hand points at Ying Zheng and says coldly.

“Escape.” Ying Zheng laughs and looks like Li Fan saying, “last time, if you didn’t go faster, I’m afraid you would not have been able to wait until today. Boy, today I understand these things. When the tide of time and space comes, I will see your resistance. ”

When Ying Zheng said this, a touch of brilliance flowed in his hand, and the sword of the king of Qin was also in his hand.

“Use the trick.” Cheng Ying shakes his head and looks at Li Fan and others.

Then the shadow flashed a light light on her body, slowly rose into the air, and gradually gathered into the imaginary hilt of the shadow sword.

The green spirit son is also in the eye flash to put on definitely, the silver bell between the hands suddenly explodes to pieces, between the wrists, is also to pour on to put on the Yin red.

The fat man’s hands are full of blood. In front of the body across the air, with a whistling sound of the wind.

Yang Qinghua’s ten fingers were fired continuously, and five colors were fired into Ying Zheng’s surroundings.

Wu Qishan’s crutch cage in his hand was covered with a ray of light, which suddenly burst into pieces.

Ming Yue body around Teng up a black fog, the whole person is also hidden in it. A flash of brilliance.

Li Fan’s spirit was calm, his consciousness was instantly mobilized, and he swarmed into Xuanyuan sword. The whole Xuanyuan sword was shining like the sun. Li Fan’s body vibrated slightly. Xuanyuan sword gave out a little sound.

Ying Zheng stands aloof in the middle of the sky, with his long hair flying in the wind.

A shadow of the sword, hidden in the space, suddenly shot out and broke through the space in front of Ying Zheng. It suddenly flashed and disappeared.

Ying Zheng had one hand in front of him, and the space suddenly solidified. The shadow of the unreal sword is broken in parallel space, and the spirit power is scattered everywhere.

Ying Zheng is holding his hand in front of him. In the distance, the shadow sword suspended in the air suddenly trembled. Suddenly broken into countless pieces of light.

A huge fist fell from the sky and hit Ying Zheng’s head heavily. But Ying Zheng easily raised his hands to catch them. The ground under his feet broke into numerous cracks like cobwebs. Spread the radiation.

The empty shadow of the candle dragon behind the green spirit son gives out a silent roar. The whole body, like a shell, ejected and went straight at Ying Zheng.

Countless pieces of spiritual power are slowly scattered in the air. With countless pieces of clothes broken, the body shape of the candle dragon is also gradually illusory. Green spirit’s face is gradually pale, and her silver teeth are clenching. A touch of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth.

All around Ying Zheng, countless colorful lights sprang up, like from heaven to earth, enveloping Ying Zheng and the candle dragon.

A raging flame, when the colorful cage appeared, attached to it. It’s like turning the whole cage into a burning metal cage.

A touch of cold air, with a touch of black smoke, but also into the cage.

A cloud of black fog, caught in this light, shot straight into the cage.

A mouthful of blood gushed out, and the green spirit son’s face was like gold paper. She stepped back a few steps and sat down on the ground with a Gudong sound. She looked very upset.

All of a sudden, the colorful cage expanded several times, and then recovered as before. So many times, suddenly it exploded. Yang Qinghua flew a few feet away, fell heavily, and did not know his life or death“ That day, the living God knows, come to die. ” Ying Zheng’s voice resounded through the sky. A golden sword shadow, like a dragon on the sea, suddenly shot out.