Invincible Powers Chapter 612: My name is Ming Kun!

The night was deep, in the depths of the Daze, above the mist, there was a dazzling light group, appearing out of thin air.

The clusters of light, one after the other, were drawn and pulled by Yan Qiling's spellcasting, and condensed into a circle of light.

Terrifying fluctuations emerged from the dazzling circle of light, making the world like a shaken picture scroll, and the scene was distorted and chaotic.

The formation of the brilliant light circle caused a change in the space, causing the surrounding land to fluctuate up and down like a carpet being lifted.

All the demonic lords, the weak monsters that have not been expelled, as long as they are in that area, they will sway to and fro.

Whether you stand on the ground or stand in the air, it's all the same.

Because, the sky and the ground were shaking violently at the same time, affecting everyone.

If an outsider hangs in the sky for nine days and looks down, he will find the dense mist in the center of the Rage God Great Swamp, a place of chaos, and the sky is spinning, as if a catastrophe is about to happen.

Those who are in it, the three souls are spinning upside down, the small world of qi and blood is in a mess, and they don't know who they are.

Those who are not affected can only escape from the hole in the mist below, Yu Yuan and Yan Qiling who are under the clouds outside.

Yan Qiling, who had no confidence at all, saw that when he tried to cast a spell, the whole Daze echoed him, making his Taoism natural, changing as he wanted, and also invigorating.

This is the first time for him to create a space corridor with his insight into the mysteries of space and his power.

This kind of space corridor is limited to the interior of Haoyu Tiandi. It exists temporarily and can be passed by others. It is much easier than building a space teleportation array.

Once the space teleportation array is successful, it will remain unchanged and very stable.

Temporary, one-time space corridors do not have too many restrictions, but it is not easy to create them, and it is accompanied by many accidents, and the stability is extremely poor.

When the space is teleported, if one is not careful, either the space will explode or the direction will change, which may cause the tunnel to be broken due to accidents, and the person being teleported will die tragically on the spot.

Yan Qiling didn't have confidence at first, he was forced to put the duck on the shelf by Yu Yuan, so he bit the bullet and cast a spell.

But after actually doing it, feeling the cooperation and echo of heaven and earth, he suddenly became excited.

"Rage God!"

With the cooperation of the master here, his confidence will immediately increase several times!

He also knows that once he succeeds, his understanding of the power of space will take a big step forward!

He will benefit from his subsequent realm breakthroughs.

Seeing that the gorgeous circle of light slowly solidified, the spatial vibration emerging from inside began to affect the world, Yan Qiling couldn't help but smile from the corner of his mouth.

Wow!

The cold moonlight, attracted by the material of the evil **** statue, hangs down from the full moon in the night.

In Yan Qiling's eyes, the statue facing him is still smiling kindly, harmless to humans and animals, and the law makes people feel peaceful.

Suddenly, the idol turned its back

Looking at his hand, it seems to be slowly changing the trajectory.

In the chest cavity of the idol, at the hole, the wooden idol disappeared suddenly.

In the back, the **** statue with a terrifying expression exuding the aura of destroying all living beings, also appeared in a stone cave in the chest cavity, the wooden **** statue.

It is also ferocious, terrifying and extremely evil.

The extremely evil statue, with dark pupils, seems to be looking somewhere.

Hoo!

Yu Yuan, who was driving the Shamo Cauldron, changed his direction instantly and reached the back of the statue.

The Shamo cauldron is anchored on the left shoulder of the statue.

Thousands of miles away.

The old man of Ghost Talisman Sect who escaped from the Sword Prison, accompanied by his guide, walked in the place filled with white mist.

This old man with ghost talismans carved on his exposed skin and face walks slowly, and the ghost talismans all over his body are changing subtly.

Ghost Talismans seem to have changed from an array that means solidity, defense, and soul concentration to an array with unique magical functions such as exploration, combing, and fine-tuning.

In the middle of the night, this person is wearing a ghostly talisman, emitting a faint light, like a ghost, making people shudder.

Accompanying him, those guides of the ghost talisman sect, watched the changes of the ghost talisman on his body, and felt admiration in their hearts.

The ability to change the ghost talisman engraved on the body according to local conditions is a magical means of talisman.

The ghost talisman on the body must be incomparably compatible with qi, blood, and spiritual power. It is only possible to change the trajectory of the ghost talisman and turn one ghost talisman into another with the involvement of soul thoughts and extremely fine adjustments.

These guides have only seen it from the current suzerain of the Ghost Talisman Sect.

The person in front of him, who escaped from the Sword Prison, can also manifest the ghost talisman in the most exquisite and miraculous way, which makes them feel sincere admiration.

"I..."

Suddenly, the old man who kept adjusting his own ghost talisman grabbed his neck violently.

The people from the Ghost Talisman Sect who escorted him were terrified and at a loss when they saw that he was choking his own neck and exerting all his strength as if he had lost his mind.

"Crack!"

This ghost-run sect demon actually cut off his own neck.

Hoo!

One master and two losers, three soul lights flew out from the brows of this ghost talisman, and turned into master soul, yin god, and yang **** respectively.

The three souls of this person, after coming out of the **** soul, split into three in fear, and flew to the three to escape.

"Hehe."

A one-eyed old man walked out from the depths of the fog ahead with a mean smile.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is Mingkun."

One of his eye sockets was hollow, and the eyeball seemed to be shut off by someone, and the other eye, like a burning red sun, released a heat wave that would melt the soul.

"What are you running for?"

The one-eyed old man grinned, chuckled lightly, squinted his red one-eyed eye, and looked at the ghost talisman

The three souls of that demon.

The three souls who were fleeing seemed to be covered by three suns in an instant.

The three souls of the strong man of the ghost rune sect had a little more "sun essence fire" inside, which was burned by the blazing flames, transpiring the purest soul power.

The one-eyed old man opened his mouth and sucked in, and the condensed soul power of the three burning ghosts and demons was swallowed by him.

When the guides of the ghost talisman sect were scared out of their wits, he slapped them to the east and then to the west.

These comers from the Ghost Talisman Sect who have cultivated to the Yin God Realm are like paper paste, and they are either **** and bloody, or their souls are blown out, and they all die within a few breaths.

The one-eyed old man who called himself Ming Kun stood among the **** corpses on the ground, slightly closing his eyes.

The fresh blood on the ground and the soul burned by the "sun fire" all turned into the purest soul power and blood essence, flying into his body like fireflies.

Not long after, he hiccupped and disappeared out of thin air.

The next moment.

Three hundred miles across the sky, the one-eyed old man suddenly appeared one meter in front of the Yin Corpse King.

"You want to find me?"

Ming Dunkun grinned again, chuckled, raised his hand from top to bottom, and pulled hard.

The body of the Yin Corpse King is divided into two from head to toe.

The body was split, and the corpse power in the Yin Corpse King's body was as pale as lightning, and there was not a drop of blood gushing out in the flesh and blood of the viscera.

The soul of the Yin Corpse King floated in the center of the cracked body with the breath of death, a little dazed.

The Yin Corpse King seems to have not figured out what happened.

"Hey, this practice technique is interesting."

The giant beast in the starry sky, which calls itself "Ming Kun", split the chest cavity of the dead Yin Corpse King, and dug out a miniature world full of cemeteries, full of Yin Qi, like countless bones buried, "Zhongdantian" Xuanmen has been refined into a cemetery to store corpses, which is something I have never seen before."

Speaking like this, Ming Chaokun changed his mind and pointed at the floating soul of the Yin Corpse King with a finger.

Hey!

The lines that were extremely concealed and contained the mystery of the soul were cut off by him.

"From now on, just follow me obediently."

Ming Chaokun came over and pressed the two ends of the Yin Corpse King's split body with both hands, closing them together like a shell, and the body of the Yin Corpse King was torn into two halves, and it returned to its original state.

Yin Corpse King's face was stiff, and he felt that the sea of ​​soul consciousness wrapped in the invisible rope suddenly relaxed.

Chi Chi! Chi Chi Chi!

Also at this moment, the fierce sword light and sword intent flew from the sky.

"Compared to the bottom of the Sea of ​​Star Embers, and compared to the Rifting Islands, the power of the sword light has increased by more than a hundred times." Ming Chaokun shrank his head, "I can't afford to provoke, I can't afford to provoke."

In an instant, the ground shrunk thousands of miles, and the shadows of ghosts disappeared.

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