Chapter 1864

"Yang Fengfeng! Find a way!" Qin Ming shouted.

"What can I do! That's the little prince of the fairy Empire, honored as the supreme yuan spirit!" Yang Fengfeng just heard of Gu Tianchen and never met him. It is said that this man has been a genius since he was young. He has excellent comprehension ability. On the day of his birth, there was a strange light from the sky and the spiritual power of the Empire was reversed, which caused an uproar. At the age of 20, he awakened the profound meaning of Yuanling, led the rapid rise of his declining family, and became the top family of the fairy empire. Gu Tianchen has become the most dazzling new star, and now it is the scorching sun of the fairy empire.

He has never fought with such a person, and he is more reluctant to fight. This profound meaning of controlling spiritual power, yuan power and so on is too terrible. One idea can make you become an ordinary person, and your strength suddenly drops to the lowest, or even be slaughtered.

Burying flower's face is getting whiter and whiter. She is suffering from severe pain from soul to flesh. The profound meaning is an empty thing, but it gives her a kind of pain like peeling skin and bones. She is weak in breathing and shaky. She wants to resist, but she is deeply powerless. For many years, she had not felt this almost powerless pain and despair for many years.

The Yuanling fog hundreds of meters thick quickly weakened, and there were holes in many places. The sea water isolated from the outside was like opening a gate. It broke through the hole, poured into the snow field, galloped for several kilometers, and hit the snow field hard, arousing endless blood and waves, rumbling and shaking. One hole appeared, the second hole appeared, the third and fourth... In time, hundreds of holes appeared all over the incontinence island. The strong sea tide surged and poured down, hanging all over the sky like the gorgeous chain. It was a disaster scene of heaven and earth, shocking and terrible.

Everyone was flustered and asked what had happened. Sea swallowing beast, night sacrifice witch Lord, Jin Shengjun and others all took off, endured severe pain and panic, surrounded the top of the mountain, and asked excitedly what happened.

"Yang Fengfeng, find a way!" Qin Mingda shouted, grabbed the burial flowers, burst into the sky and rushed to the depths of the snow field.

The buried flower was weak and embarrassed, and the endless sharp pain was like thousands of knife point tears. Her body, soul and consciousness began to become faint. "Let go... Let go of me... I can integrate with the ancient tree and fight with him..."

"Fight? Can you fight? What you want to fight is not the ancient sky, but the way of heaven! Bury the flowers... Trust me again!" Qin ordered a fierce drink, grabbed the jade arm of the buried flowers, rotated in place and threw it into the distance.

The consciousness of burying flowers is chaotic, the scene in front of us is chaotic and changing, and bursts of darkness.

Qin Mingshen took a deep breath and roared into the sky. His whole body burst into a towering golden light. His eyes were golden like gold thunder, and the golden coco in the center of his eyebrows spread. He quickly climbed all over his cheeks and all over his body. A terrible breath exploded, sweeping the sky with a thunderous noise and shaking the snow field. He suddenly raised his right hand. The eternal ring woke up in the call. The strong light was as thin as a river and a raging sea. It lit up the sky with amazing speed and dyed the snow fields golden.

Accompanied by a very dull loud noise, the sky seemed to be crushed by gravity, and countless cracks broke up in the snow field and spread in all directions. A huge ancient city emerged from the depths of the golden sea of light, with a rumble and a loud noise, which filled everyone's sight. It was too huge, like a piece of land, to fill the space at once.

The ancient city has been renewed with new vitality. The ground is flat and tough, the huge river runs vertically and horizontally, and the central palace is bright and shining all over the city. Although all the tree demons left, the eighteen kings stood like gods, showing their majesty and dignity.

The vast ancient city is like the awakened emperor of heaven, filled with a very strong energy breath. It is ancient and vast, and contains endless killing opportunities.

"What is this?" everyone was so shocked that they even forgot the upheaval that was happening. A city? Or a small land!

They looked up at the King City in the sky. From their position, it was more like an upside down giant mountain, huge and boundless, with hundreds of millions of inscriptions on it, all surging with wonderful energy. In particular, the four statues of tens of thousands of meters of terrible beasts attracted people's attention. They separated and coexisted, releasing the power of shaking the world and holding the whole ancient city.

"This is summoned by Qin's life?" Jin Shengjun stared at them. The boy took a city with him? Too much, too much!

"Eternal king, kill!" Qin Ming's eyes were burning and golden. As a last resort, he really didn't want to release the eternal kingdom in public, but now there's only one way.

"Boom!" the eternal King City vibrated, and the loud noise was neat. Eighteen hundred meter high King statues strode to one place. They were as towering as mountains, or dignified or violent or evil or noble. The whole body was boiling with a violent wave of energy, shaking the world and threatening the whole audience. They seemed to be integrated with the whole land and walked out of a terrible killing field.

With the order of Qin's order, they all held high their sharp swords and pointed at the sky.

Burying flowers in red like blood, she felt a strong unease and crisis. She subconsciously wanted to arouse Yuanling's profound confrontation, but she almost fell down because of weakness.

Qin's life stood in the air, his golden wings were held high, and his golden light was boiling like a real flame. In fact, he was powerful, like a God, resonated with the eighteen kings, forming a strong killing ground, closing the range of more than 1000 meters and suppressing the burial of flowers.

Qin Ming and the buried flowers looked at each other across the air, and their eyes shook slightly.

At this moment, it was the weakest time for the buried flower, and it was also the most chaotic time for the profound meaning of the yuan spirit. As long as Qin ordered and read to kill, the eternal king could kill the buried flower and seize her profound meaning of the yuan spirit. She might not even have room to fight back.

At this moment, the burial flower felt a strong momentum from Qin Ming, which surprised her. Even the confused profound meaning of Yuan Ling seemed to be shaking. She had seen these king statues, but she had not felt such a terrible killing opportunity from them when crossing time and space.

It was just a moment, but it seemed like a long time.

Qin Ming's eyes quickly returned to Qingming and suppressed the killing idea. Instead of dropping the butcher's knife, he sealed off the burial flowers with the king's way to kill the domain, isolating the resonance between her Yuanling profound meaning and the ancient Tianchen Yuanling profound meaning outside.

The funeral flower was also sober, and the sentence "trust him again" that Qin Ming had said before sounded in her ear. The funeral flower gradually calmed down and soon found the change of her body. Although the profound meaning of Yuan Ling was palpitating and uneasy, it was no longer weakened and seemed to be recovering silently.

Qin Ming saw that the funeral flower was finally calm, and he was a little relieved. It worked! The king's way of killing is designed to kill the profound meaning, which can isolate the connection between the profound meaning and the way of heaven, so it can certainly cut off the resonance between the two yuan Ling's profound meaning.

Yang Fengfeng looked at the huge King City lying in the air in amazement, and looked at the eighteen towering and powerful king statues with sharp eyes. To be exact, he looked at one of them - the 18th generation king!

On the cloud, the smile on Gu Tianchen's face slowly disappeared. He suddenly lost the trace of Yuanling's profound meaning, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

"Son of heaven, what's wrong?" the bodyguard summoned up his courage and looked at Gu Tianchen strangely. They had never seen such an excited mood in the master who had always been calm and prudent.

"Stay here." Gu Tianchen left the chariot and rushed to the tide with a piece of auspicious cloud. He wanted to see what was going on at the bottom of the sea.