Chapter 284

"Yo, can you find me?"

The light and leisurely words floated like a heavy hammer and hit Qingyan and others in the heart. For a moment, Qingyan and others were stunned in situ.

Chen Xiaoming's figure stood in the air, looking down at the people below, with a bit of banter and curiosity in his eyes.

No matter the woman who found her or the child who took the blue spirit sword, Chen Xiaoming felt the power different from the world in their bodies.

It's unique. It's not Reiki or immortal, but an energy that the world doesn't have.

"Damn it, why did the saint come out?"

The thin monkey gnashed his teeth, with a thick unwilling color in his eyes, and couldn't help scolding out of his mouth.

Heaven and earth are vast. People like me are insignificant. How can they be worth chasing by saints.

"No, the task progress has not increased!"

Misfortunes never come singly. Just when the thin monkey abused, Xiaoya's spirit linked everyone and told another bad news.

Just now she specially checked the task progress, but she found that the last point seemed to be stuck there and didn't move.

It was completely beyond her expectation.

"Eh, interesting technique."

Chen Xiaoming gave a slight doubt. The purple light in his eyes seemed to find something. His right hand gently grabbed in front of him.

"Ah......"

The sad voice suddenly sounded, and Xiaoya, who is responsible for the spiritual link below, collapsed to the ground in an instant, with white eyes and godless eyes.

Just a moment ago, her mental strength seemed to be torn to pieces and split into hundreds of pieces.

If it hadn't been for her self-protection and cutting off the spiritual link, she wouldn't have come to this end now.

"Xiaoya!"

One side of the ghost pupil ghost cut exclaimed, bent down and hugged, slightly checked, found that he was still breathing, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and nodded to Qingyan.

"Hmm? Is this the power of the yuan God? Can it be used like this?"

On Chen Xiaoming's right hand, a milky mental light floats and changes constantly, sometimes extending and sometimes shortening.

"Gulu......"

The thin monkey and others stared at Chen Xiaoming and took another look at the spiritual light group.

They are very familiar with the spiritual breath on it, which is Xiaoya's.

They finally understood that there were ants under saints.

Even if this is not the sage of the great world, just a sage of the middle plane, it is not something they can covet at will.

"Whew."

When thin monkeys and others dare not act rashly, Chen Xiaoming points to the spiritual light group. The next second, a streamer flies into Chen Xiaoming's mind.

In an instant, the white light in Chen Xiaoming's eyes flashed, and countless memories emerged in his mind one by one.

"This... This is!"

Chen Xiaoming couldn't help exclaiming. He just extracted his mental memory and wanted to see the origin of these people.

But as soon as the extracted memory was integrated into my mind, it seemed to open my lost memory.

The memory of the blockbuster began to recover. It was only a few breath. When Chen Xiaoming returned to his mind again, he looked at the people under him, but showed a playful smile.

"It's the space of the LORD God!"

Words are like thunder. They burst in the minds of Qingyan and others. Qingyan and others never thought that Chen Xiaoming, an Aboriginal, could explore the space of the LORD God.

You know, even if it is to extract their memory, the part about the space of the LORD God has the limitation of the LORD God, and even saints can't detect it.

"Back!"

As soon as the main god space came out, Qingyan and others completely knew that things were out of control. They didn't hesitate and made a decision. Even if the task was not completed, they should return to the main god space immediately.

"Hum."

With a cold drink, a force of heaven swept across the four directions in an instant, and most of his memory recovered. Chen Xiaoming's understanding of the space of the LORD God is no lower than these people.

"No..............."

The power of heaven swept away, and the power of saints was undoubtedly revealed at the moment. The nearest thin monkey's body disappeared and disappeared without a trace.

The energy in Qingyan's body erupted and constantly poured into the spirit sword in his hand. A sword was waved and the sword was shining in the world, trying to resist for a moment.

But under the power of heaven, before touching, it turns into ashes and dissipates.

With some unwilling color, both form and spirit disappeared into the world.

"No, Qing Yan......"

The man Luo on one side was hoarse, but it also dissipated.

Just when the power of heaven suddenly disappeared, a will came from the vast void, and an energy wave went towards several people.

"Come so fast?"

Chen Xiaoming frowned. From doing it himself to now, but in a moment, the transmission of the main god space actually arrived!

"Heaven, your house has been invaded."

At the critical moment, Chen Xiaoming also ignored others and immediately communicated the way of heaven.

Although I didn't deal with him before, but now the interests are related. The transmission of the LORD God space can only rely on the help of heaven to resist for a moment.

It doesn't take long to resist, just a second.

"Hurry up, hurry up..." Dai Mao kept crying in his mind. Never for a moment did he like the LORD God so much and can't wait to return to the ghost place in the LORD God space.

"The spatial stability is blocked. It takes three seconds to return, three..."

Just as Daimao shouted eagerly, the expected return did not come, but the voice of the LORD God space took the lead in remembering.

Stay hair, ghost cut and others are all stunned in place, and the space is blocked. Is this also the power of saints.

It's the first time I've heard that the space of the LORD God will be blocked after wandering in the heavens for so long.

"Hehe, alas, it seems that it has been planted this time."

A bitter smile in my heart, three seconds? Don't be kidding. I can't hold on for a second, let alone three seconds.

Looking at the constant fluctuations in front of him, dumao finally sorted out his three hairstyles.

People can die, the soul can be destroyed, and the hair can't be disordered!

The power of heaven swept, the breeze blew, and the body dissipated like a dream.

The fat woman who has been staying on the ground has not even resisted. She is directly facing the ending of disappearance.

Finally, the remaining ghost cut, is a gnashing of teeth, struggling to throw Xiaoya out of her arms.

The power of heaven swept over, and the body dissipated a little. The mask on the ghost's face fell, revealing its beautiful face.

Looking at Xiaoya flying to the distance, she has nostalgia and reluctance to give up.

He has always liked her, but he has been hiding in his heart. At this last moment, he can only strive for those seconds for her.

"Hoo............"

As soon as the breeze blew, the figure dissipated, and the ghost beheaded finally looked at it, leaving deep thoughts.

"Live, live well with my share!"