The middle-aged man in qingpao said with a faint smile: "Lingchen and Lingyu are even more terrible. One time and one space complement each other. They work together to create different spaces with different time flow rates. Although they are less than one year old, they have been practicing for more than 100 years. Decades ago, they reached the peak of lingzun and are exploring the way to become immortals."

"Yes, if Ben Sheng hadn't told them to accumulate as much as possible within a hundred years old, don't rush to break through the spirit immortal. I'm afraid they would have tried to become immortals long ago." Tian Gang Lei Sheng shook his head and said with a bitter smile, "twin gods are too rebellious. If they become immortals so early, I'm afraid it will be a great blow to other young Tianjiao."

"Those who become immortals within a hundred years old have never been. Even the most outstanding celestial pride in ancient times must be after a hundred years old. Because the deeper the accumulation in the early stage, the more beneficial it will be to the later cultivation. Even if they reach the peak of lingzun very early, they will not be in a hurry to become immortals." The old man sighed.

While they were talking, the spiritual realm on the stage moved first, and the eight wild tripods came out and fixed the space, which made the emperor feel a strong sense of bondage. It seemed that the surrounding space was controlled by the other party, so he could not move.

When he found this scene, the emperor's eyebrows stood upright, and a strong and powerful majesty naturally burst out. This is Tianwei!

But Tianwei, which can suppress other people's strength, is of no use to the spiritual realm. The latter's cultivation is much higher than him, and his spiritual body is not bad at all. In his body, he has a touch of immortal Qi, sending out a trace of immortal power to resist Tianwei's oppression.

The combination of many factors makes the spirit domain not afraid of the other party's heaven's power, not affected at all.

The emperor was trapped, which made him look embarrassed. He saw the eight wild tripod flying fast. If it was hit, it would be seriously injured.

At the critical moment, a spirit beast pours out and blocks it, which is the spirit beast of the emperor's life!

This beast is a powerful spirit beast specially cultivated by Haomiao palace for the sake of the emperor. Now it is the top of the seven grade wild beast, and has excellent fighting power.

"I am heaven. I am in charge of the way of heaven. Don't try to trap me!" The emperor drank, all over the body to release a majestic momentum, a wave of energy waves swept out, the impact of each other's space blockade.

"Boom!"

I saw tens of thousands of thunders fall, endless light, shining on the emperor, making him look like the God came into the world.

At this moment, the sense of bondage brought by the force of space is actually loose. It seems that more force can break it.

Lingyu looked at her eyes indifferently. The silver light in her eyes was shining. She stretched out a hand and said, "space cage, bound heaven and earth!"

"Hum!"

With a light sound, the power of space is firmly controlled by the spiritual realm. It is actually a cage that traps the son of heaven. The newly loosened binding force is strengthened again, making it difficult for him to move.

"Damn it The emperor's eyes were round, but he didn't expect that he was in a passive position just after the fight.

He drives the beast to attack the spirit realm, trying to distract him and weaken the space constraints.

But the spirit realm is not afraid at all, and shouts: "space strangles!"

All of a sudden, the forces of space appeared around the beast. It was like a space storm. It involved it and broke out a terrible strangling force, which was enough to tear everything apart.

The beast of heaven roars. It also has the attribute of heaven. It is the son of heaven. It has terrible power. How can it be strangled by the power of space?

It erupted a terrible physical force, defense amazing, to resist the power of space into the storm hanging.