Sundering Nature Chapter 241: You are not worthy

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Chapter 241 You are not worthy

"Ugh..." A soft sigh spread again, with endless helplessness.

"Boom!" Boss Xie's body turned into a cloud of blood, dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

With only a sigh, boss Xie, who is still in the holy order, returns to the dust...

"Where are you?" Li Yiming turned calmly and looked at the empty ruins in the distance.

"Pump!" The void twisted for a while, and the hidden formation dissipated. Yun Yiyuan's trembling body knelt firmly on the ground, Zongyun's spear pointed backwards, lying quietly on the side.

He is him... Mr. Nakong...

"You?" Ying Mei looked at the man who had always been like a **** beside her with a confused expression.

"Oh...no..." Li Yiming shook his head slightly, no longer looking at the trembling Yun Yiyuan, but coldly turned his eyes to the sky, the golden light that flickered from time to time.

Li Yiming's eye seemed to be a signal. As soon as he could see, the looming golden light burst into radiance, and the world was golden.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

"Boom! Boom!"

Various roars came from the sky, accompanied by various mantras of Sanskrit.

"Finally waited for you... the stick!" Mr. Kong's joyous roar came from Jin Guangnei, and a big furry hand penetrated from Jinguang and directly grabbed Li Yiming.

"You're not worthy!" Li Yiming's eyes were dazzling, and he coldly raised his hand, a phantom condensed out of thin air and turned into a dazzling dragon stick, and slammed into the big furry hand unruly.

"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the big furry hand died out.

"You?" Mr. Kong's angry voice came, still with a hint of weirdness.

"I said, you are not worthy." Li Yiming said coldly, but his eyes gradually boiled towards Jin Guang.

"War on the sky, slaughter the gods and demons, smash the sky, kill the immortals and ghosts. Although you are not here...but I am still me!" The long roar that penetrated the sky exploded like a nuclear bomb, and layers of noises were torn apart In the void, under the rising mushroom cloud, Li Yiming burned every inch, with brilliant golden light all over his body, standing in the center of the storm like a golden body crossing the gods.

"Today I will tell you, this iron rod...what's the use..." Anger, unwillingness, catharsis, madness... The bright golden body rises into the sky like a rising sun, penetrating the sky, tearing Crack the sky. Behind him, a phantom of the evil spirit of the dragon stick is looming...

"He...he doesn't him...he is the stick..." Yun Yiyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly jumped up from the ground, the astonishment on his face even more intense.

"Save the common people without intention! It is difficult to save all living beings! Today I just want to change the way!" Li Yiming's crazy voice swayed within the golden light, and the furious Panlong stick merged with reality and reality, filled with murderous intent in the sky.

"Don't fool around!" Seeing that the golden stick rushed toward the golden light like a broken bamboo, Mr. Kong once again transformed a big furry hand to grab the golden stick, but was forced back by the flames burning on the golden stick.

"It's awful." Wu Ma's nine swords came out together, the light of the sword was lingering, and she looked anxiously at the golden stick that had disappeared.

"Boom!" A loud noise spread, the strong shock, even the few legends in the golden light, could not stabilize the figure, and was swayed by the blade-like air wave.

"Miscalculation..." Mr. Kong glanced annoyedly at the center of the explosion, with a trace of hatred between his brows.

"If we don't stop him, we will give up all our previous efforts..." The little Taoist boy who was carved and jade held a yin and yang bead in each hand, and looked coldly into the depths of the golden light.

"Don't wait, even seal him up!" Mr. Kong's deep eyes condensed, and his expression gradually became cold.

"Are you sure?" Mother Wu glanced at the thin man hesitantly.

"There is no way out..." Mr. Kong curled his mouth, his scarlet tongue licked his lower lip, his hands clasped the back of his head tightly, and he let out a low roar, his old face suddenly trembled slightly, and his black hair was dark. From all over his body, Mr. Kong, who looked mediocre and elegant, turned into an ape-like monster in the blink of an eye.

"Arrangement!" Wu Ma's eyes dazzled, nine swords flew all around her body, a sword light shot up into the sky.

"Ah..." Xiao Daotong sighed and scanned Xing Jian and Li Huaibei behind his eyes insignificantly. The Yin Yang beads left his hands and hovered quietly in front of his eyes, one left and one right, one black and one black. White, slowly blending into the eyes.

"Fengshen!" The remaining people shouted in unison, one by one, exquisite and gorgeous, or simple and unpretentious treasures flew up, forming a mysterious formation in mid-air.

In the center of the array, a nine-color, nine-layer vortex spins rapidly, with odd numbers rotating forward and even numbers counter rotating, and a fuzzy humanoid silhouette gradually emerges in the meantime.

Fang Shui'er, who fell into the ruins, lost his soul in the eyes of the soul-locking curse, sighed slightly, and slowly put away Min Yue's star-falling armor, lying on the ground quietly waiting for the smoke to dissipate. A moment.

This day, it's still here... Qianqian... Wait for me...

While it was dying, a golden light suddenly lit up in the depths of the soul, and the soul-locking curse that had collapsed and disappeared reappeared strangely, and exploded with a powerful force that could not be added.

"This...this..." The gradually dissipated vitality recovered in the blink of an eye. With bursts of golden light coming out, Fang Shui'er felt his own strength rising rapidly...

"Ding!"

"Ding!"

Continuous whistling sounded from the bottom of my heart, and Fang Shui'er watched her own sky veins expand little by little in shock.

The sixth order...

Just when Fang Shui'er was too shocked, she suddenly discovered that Shaoqian, who was lying on the side unconscious, had also undergone an abnormal change. The nine-color light enveloped her, and her delicate body turned into stars and scattered.

Did she also belong to Li Yiming...Fang Shui'er quickly found the reason for her own change? It was the soul-locking curse from the depths of the soul... Witnessing the scene of the Eternal Island, Fang Shui'er roughly guessed it Li Yiming’s identity, now she has such a change, she is not surprised at all, it is a myth...

The nine-color array eyes in the golden light spin rapidly, and the less-fiber figure gradually solidifies, still soft and weak, still floating with closed eyes.

"Hidden God!" Mr. Kong, who was covered in black fur, suddenly shouted, slapped his chest with a palm, and a stream of blood spurted from the huge mouth with fangs, turning into a cloud of red mist. To the suspended little fiber.

"The avenue is invisible...the world of fertility...the avenue is merciless...the sun and the moon...the avenue is unknown...the avenue grows all things..." the blood mist caged body, the little fiber with his eyes closed slowly opened his mouth, deep and long. The singing of "Tibetan Sighing Mantra".

The treasures suspended all around surround the little fiber, and the inexhaustible energy slowly penetrates into the body of the slender girl, turning into erratic lyrics, spreading silently.

This is the ultimate goal of "Tibetan Sighing Mantra".

Everything has a soul, and when there is a soul, mindfulness arises. Tao, there are thoughts, there are thoughts, you can hide. Hidden the divine mind of the Tao is like sealing the Tao...

Qingming’s singing is looming, and the illusory lyrics are turned into essence, like a mysterious rune slowly spreading in the golden light, again, again, again...

Suddenly, the golden world trembled slightly, the space seemed to be frozen, and the light was still at the same time. Then, the golden world shattered like a mirror, fragments shattered and scattered...

"It's done!" Wu Ma patted her fat belly with an excited palm, and the fat on her belly trembled.

"Almost..." The black-haired-haired Mr. Kong coldly showed his fangs, a gleam of light flashed in his bloodthirsty eyes, and with a wave of his palms, he shot into the depths of the broken golden light.

"What are you going to do?" Wu Ma said in amazement, looking at the disappearing figure in confusion.

"He wants to save Li Yiming?" Xing Jian frowned, his eyes also showing doubts. ,

"No! He...he wanted to..." The old man holding the ebony scepter suddenly gave a wink, and looked incredible in the direction where Mr. Sora disappeared.

"He's taking his place, hiding from the sky!" The petite little Taoist suddenly distorted his expression, and his delicate face instantly changed, and an old face appeared with a hideous expression and an abomination.

"It's better to let my lord rise and fall instead of resignation..." From the depths of the golden light, Mr. Kong's sullen laughter came.

"Monkey! Do you dare!" Xiao Dao Tong let out a long howl of anger, and two Yin Yang beads rushed to the depths of the golden light howling.

"This is the end of the matter, wait for a while." Mr. Kong's quiet voice spread slowly, no elegance, no bloodthirsty, but a trace of indescribable majesty.

As the sound mixed with Tianwei spread, the nine-color array of light dimmed, and the little fiber figure gradually dissipated.

"He wants to keep us..." The old man holding the ebony scepter had his eyes suddenly, and closed his eyes to feel the changes around him.

"Go." Xiao Dao Tong twisted his old face and retreated quickly.

"Can't go, the space is locked, he has already begun to take over the way of heaven..."

"Li Huaibei!" Mother Wu suddenly yelled, raising her hand, and the floating nine flying swords merged and flew off her palms. She swung the sword and cut it at Li Huaibei.

A semi-transparent sword light protruded and appeared in front of Li Huaibei without warning. Li Yiming's eyes burst, and he subconsciously raised his sword to resist, but found strangely that the sword light came in front of him, suddenly dissipated and transformed. Make a thin black seam.

"Our spirit is locked by him, and it's useless to leave. You go quickly, one can go one by one." Wu Ma urged anxiously with her sword in the wind.

"Let's go." Li Huaibei frowned without thinking too much. He pulled up the star next to him, and rushed into the dark crack, the crack slowly closed and disappeared...

"The two little trash fish can't turn the wind and waves, wait until I get my stick back..." Mr. Kong's abusive voice spread again.

"The sky can't hold me down, do you deserve it too?" The tyrannical voice sounded at the same time, with a roar, a golden light penetrated the void, smashed the huge palm in front of him, cast his momentum, and shot directly at The depths of golden light.

"Impossible? The "Tibetan Curse" has taken effect and the roads have been sealed. How could you still be conscious?" Mr. Kong roared in astonishment.

"The secret is not locked?" Wu Ma looked at the disappearing golden stick, with a hint of hesitation in her eyes.

"He has two souls, and the two souls have not melted at this time, and there is a delay in the hidden curse..." The old little Dao Tong pinched his wrinkled fingers, and the cold stars gleamed in his eyes.

"You?" Mr. Kong's frightened voice disappeared, and then the golden stick figure flew, piercing a hole in the void, and disappeared.

"Huh! It was Tao Dai Li Zheng, but now it has been smashed by the stick. I see how long you can trap us..." The old man holding the ebony stick smiled coldly, the stick floated on top of his head, and slowly sat down cross-legs.

"Monkey..." The ferocious little Dao Tong glanced in front of his eyes bitterly, took a deep breath, his old face slowly melted away, and when he was regaining his consciousness, he had recovered his pink jade appearance.

"The secret realm collapses..." Sai Gao, who was sitting in the sewer, suddenly stood up with a horrified face and looked at the fragmented and slowly condensed space beside him.

The mystery is not the end...but the collapse?

The sky has changed...