Chapter 1708

The place of origin, as far as Yanqing's clothes are concerned, has no way out. However, Tang Zheng, after his epiphany, knows the place of origin like the palm of his hand. Without the help of Wu Junshan and blue language, he leads the people to leave smoothly by light driving.

When he just stepped out of the origin of the boundary, his heart Deng, subconsciously stopped.

The others looked at him in a daze and asked, "what's the matter?"

"There is a movement in heaven."

As soon as the voice fell, he was like an old monk who had been settled down. He stopped talking and his mind was completely immersed in the heaven.

Other people saw the clue and kept silent one after another, looking at Tang Zheng with both worry and curiosity.

In the heaven, Yan Qingyi's eyes were shining. He stared at the sky and roared, "Tang Zheng, you want to trap my heaven and dream!"

Powerful momentum, more than before, is totally different.

"Here..."

Tang Zheng was awe inspiring and understood what was going on.

In the origin, Tiandao was suppressed by the tunnel, so there was no way to fully develop its strength. Once Tang Zheng left the origin, the suppression disappeared.

The way of heaven broke out completely, stirring up the change of the sky.

A group of black clouds appeared on the top of Yanqing's clothes. Yanqing's hands grabbed it, and black cloud turned into a long knife and cut it towards the sky.

Click!

The sky seemed to be divided into two, and there was a big bang like a bolt from the blue.

"Heaven, this is heaven. How can you make a mistake?" Tang Zheng roared, and a strong wind came down from the sky and landed on the top of Yan Qingyi.

The long knife was torn apart.

It seems that Yan Qingyi's feet have roots, and her body is still when the wind blows.

Yan Qingyi raised her eyelids and looked at the sky contemptuously, saying, "Tang Zheng, you left the place of origin and still want to suppress me. Dream!"

Whoosh!

All of a sudden, Yanqing's clothes rushed to Jiutian from the ground, like a shell, with a sharp wind, as if to tear the sky.

Whoo!

A strong wind condenses in nine days and turns into a big golden palm. It beats down hard and faces Yan Qingyi.

The Golden Palm drops rapidly and becomes larger and larger as it goes down. When it approaches Yan Qingyi, it almost occupies half of the sky. No matter how Yan Qingyi dodges, he can't escape from the attack range of the golden palm at all.

Yan Qingyi stares at the golden palm in despair.

Boom!

With a loud noise, Yan Qingyi was shot to fall dust from the air and hit the ground severely. Then, the Golden Palm hit Yan Qingyi, and the ground immediately started the whole sky of smoke and dust.

Everything is quiet, the wind stops and the rain stops. Everything disappears, as if it never happened. Only the golden palm on the ground and the sunken ground can show all that.

"Are you satisfied?" Tang Zheng's voice sounded in the sky.

He was very clear that this attack could not kill Yan Qingyi or Tiandao completely, but the taste must not be easy.

"Tang Zheng, do you want to kill me with this skill?" Yan Qingyi's voice was squeezed out from under the golden palm. Suddenly, the Golden Palm vibrated violently, and it was held up by a huge force.

Tang Zheng is awe inspiring. He understands that this is the power of the heavenly way. Since the tunnel is opposite to the heavenly way, it is better to use the Scriptures.

His heart read a move, a burst of Sanskrit from the sky, into a golden Sanskrit, floating on the gold palm.

At that time, the shaking of the gold palm became weak, and it even pressed down a little bit.

"You understand the tunnel." Yan Qingyi yelled loudly, obviously shocked, "as I expected, you have been chosen for a long time."

Tang Zheng sneered and asked, "in the face of the tunnel, are you sure you will win? Can you still talk big? "

Yan Qingyi has no chance to refute, because the golden palm has been completely wrapped in Sanskrit, and it looks like a big change.

Boom!

After a loud noise, the Golden Palm slapped the ground hard again, and there was no sound of Yan Qingyi.

As time went by, Tang Zheng was not sure about Yan Qingyi's life and death. The gold palm rose slowly, and Yan Qingyi was lying on the ground in the fingerprints.

"She's not dead!"

Tang Zheng is surprised at the tenacity of each other's vitality.

Yan Qingyi's eyes gradually open. From these eyes, Tang Zheng sees another mystery. It seems that Yan Qingyi is not the same as before.

"Tang Zheng, please let me go!" Yan Qingyi is furious, pointing to the sky and shouting in a tone different from the previous one.

"It's you, Yanqing?"

In a word, Tang Zheng broke the mystery.

"Of course I am!" Yanqing's clothes yelled, "you let me leave this place quickly, otherwise, I will never let you go."

It's you!

Tang Zheng had an idea and said, "yanqingyi, aren't you good at prophecy? What's more, if you get the truth of heaven now, the power of prophecy should be greater. Can you predict when you will be able to leave? "Yan Qingyi's face became unnatural with a faint sigh. The prophecy can't be predicted at any time. It depends on chance.

"Well, I don't need prophecy, but I can know that I will leave this ghost place soon. You are going to be unlucky if you are against the heaven." Yanqing's voice was loud and fierce.

Tang Zheng smiled meaningfully and said, "I don't think you dare use prophecy."

"I......" Yan Qingyi was about to refute, but suddenly she was stunned. Her eyes became mysterious, and a deep smile was raised around her mouth.

"What's the matter with you?" Tang Zheng looked at the scene and asked curiously.

For a moment, Yanqing's clothes were like waking up from a dream. God said mysteriously, "you can't trap me in this heaven. I already know when I will leave."

Tang Zheng was awe inspiring and asked, "have you predicted it?"

Yan Qingyi laughed proudly: "how can I tell you? In a word, you can't trap me with this area of heaven. "

Tang Zheng doesn't understand. I'm afraid nine out of ten Yan Qingyi has predicted the future. What will the future look like?

Tang Zheng's heart, like being caught by a cat, became extremely curious.

But Yan Qingyi kept quiet, and he had no way.

"This is heaven. You can't help it if you don't want to say it." Tang Zheng stops drinking, and the invisible power traps Yan Qingyi. She flits to the sky.

However, Yan Qingyi closed her eyes. She fell into a deep sleep. No matter how Tang Zheng called, she didn't respond at all.

Tang Zheng stops and looks at her in a dazed way. Where has heaven gone? Has he left her or even heaven?

There is no answer to all this. Maybe after Yan Qingyi wakes up in the future, all the answers will be revealed gradually.

Tiandao was ready to move, as if to counter attack, but it was finally suppressed by Tang Zheng. In this way, Tianjie would stop and be quiet.

Tang Zheng's divine sense was withdrawn from the heaven. As soon as other people's eyes brightened, they began to ask.