Immortal Path to Heaven Chapter 978: Wind up
The black mist turned quickly, and there was a roaring sound.
Countless electric arcs flickered, sparking, and the speed of rotation burst forth. The arc is like countless sharp blades cutting on everyone's skin, making people unable to open their eyes. Even the middle-level spirits have to use their best to resist this powerful suction, like walking on thin ice.
Witnessing a high-ranking spirit being engulfed in the black mist by the green vines, the shock was indescribable.
Moreover, the people who were on the huge terrace before, now have less than 10% of them left. They are all low-level spirits, and they can't resist this suction at all.
Except for a few people such as Ouyang Ming, everyone thought desperately, this time, I'm afraid I have to explain here.
This kind of death is worse than the Shroud of Marg, so at least it can earn a reputation, and this? I am afraid that even a whole piece of flesh and blood will not be left.
"Hold on, don't let go!"
On the terrace, Severe Shuo pulls Severe Moon, fingers tightly pinched together, and they are all strangled to become purple.
Strict, Strict and Strict, Yue Yue is a brother and sister who grew up holding a golden key. The Ke family is located on the edge of the known area of the Daxu, and it is considered a first-class family. There are two spiritual peaks in the family. The range of influence is enough to be hundreds of miles. The eyes are higher than the top, and the arrogant head is always upside down.
But at this moment, Hao Xinyue no longer had her previous domineering appearance, her long eyelashes blinked, her eyes filled with mist, and she looked pitiful.
"Brother, the spiritual power in my dantian is exhausted, I'm so tired, I'm out of strength." Her voice was no longer arrogant, and she fell into the mortal dust.
"You have to hold on anyway. Being sucked into it will make life worse than death." Strict and Shuo let out a soft roar, his heart was filled with fear, but he forcibly pretended not to care, comforting Kao Xiaoyue.
At this moment, the suction power emanating from the black mist vortex suddenly increased.
Severe Xinyue’s head sank, chaos and chaos, and her body softened in vain. Even the last trace of strength was exhausted. With a crisp sound from her wrist, she loosened it directly, and was rolled outward by this suction force. go.
"No—" Strict, with red eyes, roared up to the sky, but there was nothing to do.
Cold wind sucked into her mouth, and Kao Xinyue woke up, feeling desperate in her heart. A cold sweat broke out from the pores, and my heart secretly asked, "Is it just dead?" I don't want to die! There are so many things I haven't done yet? Moreover, this way of death looks too ugly...
Tears flowed out of her eyes, instead of rolling along her cheeks, she was directly inhaled by the whirlpool, turned into a faint water vapor, and disappeared.
Who will help me? She prayed in her heart and kept praying.
I promise to be a lady of everyone in the future, practice hard, not picky about eating, and speak less aggressively. The thoughts in her mind were mixed, and all kinds of weird thoughts appeared.
"If anyone saves me now, I will recognize him as a dual monk!" She growled in her heart and made a decision.
He Jian's throat moved slightly, he took a half step forward, began to gather Qi, and was about to make a move.
Ouyang Ming caught He Jian's subtle movements in his eyes, and shook his head: "Forget it, how can I say, she also helped me once, and there is no bad heart." Moreover, he did not want to leave He Jian in his heart. Indifferent and ruthless image, since he also wants to save, it is better to send a favor.
After all, as long as he becomes the Lord. For Ouyang Ming, it will be a great help.
He believes in his heart that as long as He Jian breaks the shackles and breaks the robbery and becomes a respectable person, I am afraid that the old man will not be able to stop this old man with a sword.
I must have a thought, a step, a little terrace on my toes, and a light leap.
, shaped like a Kunpeng with spread wings, he rushed away, the spiritual energy in the dantian exploded, and the meridians flowed instantly, and his own speed exploded more violently.
The shock brought about by this scene of is simply unimaginable, and countless uproars burst forth.
"This... is he crazy? Such a powerful suction force to fly away from the terrace is just a death!"
"Yes, the previous high-level spiritist did not escape using the blood escape technique!"
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These monks have complex faces, various, sneers, ridicules, worries, and joys...like everything in the world.
But among this, the most complicated look is still harsh.
"Why is it him?" This voice roared in his head, making him feel like fire burning on his face, fiery and painful.
Especially when I think of my previous attitude towards him, my heart is extremely bitter.
How could he never think that such a dull-looking young man turned out to be such a master, how old is he? The world in the mind seemed to collapse.
In the sky, Ouyang Ming pulled away, rolling the mist, his eyes flashed, and he simply dissipated all the aura that resisted the suction from his body. In an instant, his own speed was up.
grabbed the slender waist of the harsh moon and weak willow, and a faint virgin fragrance echoed in his nose.
Strict Xinyue’s pupils shrank inward suddenly, her face was disbelief, even the thoughts were gone in her mind, she was confused, she twisted her body subconsciously.
After two breaths, she was relieved from the shock, and she screamed: "This...this...how are you!" She has reached the point of incoherent speech. It is conceivable that the shock in her heart has been To what extent.
If she didn't know Ouyang Ming, she wouldn't be like that.
The most important thing is that she even laughed at Ouyang Ming twice.
"Don't move!" Ouyang Ming's voice was cold, without any emotion. Even though the fragrance was in his arms, there was still no ambiguity in his heart.
In his heart, he didn't have a good impression of this arrogant woman, so naturally he would not speak softly.
Strict Xinyue didn't dare to move anymore, her long eyelashes trembled as she put her arms around Ouyangming's shoulders tightly.
The tyrannical devouring force erupted from the black mist vortex, and tore towards Ouyang Ming, seemingly able to **** everything in the world into it, and at the same time countless green vines came around towards Ouyang Ming.
Ouyang Ming's body moved uncontrollably toward the black mist vortex. He felt the pulling force on his body, looked at the green vines in the black mist, and took two consecutive breaths of cold air. Tianfeng in his body The fire burned, mobilizing the aura in the pubic area and condensing it in the palm of the left hand, his face became cold, and he whispered: "Break it to me!"
Before the words fell, he pushed his left hand outward.
A white light flashed in the palm, and the tyrannical aura exploded directly.
shattered a force of pulling and vines at the same time, and produced a strong force of reverse thrust.
Ouyang Ming's eyes lit up, his feet stepped on the void, his body moved a few times, and he landed on the terrace.
"This...isn't it too dreamy?" The middle-level casual repair voice of a spiritual man dragged the old man with an incredible expression.
"Yes, it's hard to imagine, this person...what exactly is this person's cultivation?" All the monks who saw this scene had this idea in their hearts at the same time.
Ouyang Ming faintly glanced at the harshness of the unknown, and said: "Take care of her." There was no wave on his face, and his voice was cold, as if they had never met.
Strict and Shuo nodded quickly, with surprises in his heart.
harsh Xinyue not only is not angry, but secretly said in her heart, it's so cool.
Ouyang Ming's figure flashed, and he came to He Jian, frowning, thinking about how to break the game.
He Jian's face was gloomy, and he said: "Ou, time is urgent, you are behind me, I will try to cut the black mist and vines behind me with one sword."
As this voice spread, everyone was happy.
At this moment, an urgent thought came out from the world of Poison Pill, Ouyang Ming was startled at first, and then his face was surprised.
flicked his sleeves lightly and chuckled: "Senior Ho, let me break through the black mist vortex!" He said, his face was confident, as if it could break the sky, an unspeakable charm came from him. Exudes it, making people unable to look away.
If someone else said something like this, He Jian would definitely sneer.
But Ouyang Ming said it, but I don’t know why, but every word is pearly, heavy, like a mighty force, and it seems to be able to crush the mountain.
It is not the word that is important, but the person who said it.
At this moment, Ouyang Ming is extremely dazzling, as if gathered together in the world, and even his body seems to be stained with a faint light.
Strict Xinyue stared at Ouyang Ming's back blankly, thinking of the decision he had made between life and death, her cheeks were faintly flushed, her eyes filled with autumn water, with inexplicable deep meaning.
And even some monks who were suspicious of Ouyang Ming, when they saw this scene, they swallowed the rhetoric in their throats.
Ouyang Ming didn't understand the complicated mood of the people. He moved his steps lightly, and mist spread out from his body.
secretly used spiritual power to wrap the spirit of the poison pill, quietly released it from the space bag, and merged into the black vortex.
, his eyes flashed, and he pretended to roar softly: "Frightened Tianwei, two rituals and four elephants, attracted by my thoughts, the wind rises!" In the wind, he dressed in white, and then spit out the words from his mouth. , Stepped in the void, stepped out of the terrace.
With a gentle wave of the sleeves, the entire Black Mist Mountain was violently windy, and the black mist was torn out like green smoke.
This scene is like thunder on the ground, leaving the monk on the terrace with a blank mind, as if the whole world is shaking.
The two high-ranking spiritual men on the front terrace looked at each other at the same time~IndoMTL.com~ They all saw the fright in their eyes, and suppressed their voices to the lowest level: "Brother Xu, before Is it possible to save people by stepping out of the terrace with your cultivation base?"
The man with a giant axe in his hand groaned for a while, and immediately shook his head: "Brother Wen, you are too high to look at me. If you step out of the terrace, I'm afraid you won't be able to come back, let alone save people."
"Then do you think this person can break through the whirlpool?" the man asked again.
The man holding a giant axe smiled bitterly, and said: "Brother Wen, I don't understand divination and astrology, so you are asking the wrong person."
He turned around and looked at Ouyang Ming's slightly thin back.
is like seeing a majestic and heavy mountain, pressing on his heart, making him suffocated in the water, breathless.
Even He Jian has a look of horror in his eyes, secretly guessing in his heart, is it true that Brother Yu really has the perfect five element attributes and can transform wind and thunder? Can a word be the law of the world? With the help of the power of heaven and earth in advance, this is impossible. He is only a high-level spiritualist, how can he achieve this step? How can he achieve the realm of the venerable? I can’t figure it out, I can’t figure it out...
There is a paste in his mind.
The words "Feng Qi" were like being carved on his bones by a sharp knife.
After all, the shock brought by the previous scene was so great that it could not be extinguished. ...
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