Mingming has dodged the attack in advance, but a small three inch long cut is still cut under his neck. The injury is not fatal, but the mental pressure brought by this wound is far more than the injury of the knife wound itself.

A guy who was regarded as a rat hurt himself with his own weapon, and he was hurt when he escaped first. Qi Xiaoran's feelings of shame, anger and humiliation lingered in his heart.

What made him most resentful was that he was shocked to find that his current strength could not deal with the mole ant suspected of tianwu territory.

I'm afraid he would have been killed if he hadn't been alerted by his vigilance in dancing with danger for many years.

"Good! Good! Since you want to stay alive with me, I can only let you see what the real 'invincible'!"

Qi Xiaoran, who was forced into a desperate situation, roared angrily, and the five fingers of his right hand suddenly opened, but he saw a three inch villain bound by a spell emerge from his palm.

The villain's facial features are not exquisite, but from the outline, it can be seen that the villain seems to be inextricably linked with Qi Xiaoran.

"Soul binding spell! Does this guy want to release the soul bound and protected by the spell and want the body to come!"

It's a doorway that outsiders can't see. For those who are scavengers, this scene can't be more familiar. It's just a means for the body to come to a foreign land. All scavengers know how to use it, but few people use it.

Just because this move can not be transmitted back to their original realm through the contract, the noumenon coming by this means will certainly have a lot more strength than the state of being suppressed now, but the real realm will be greatly reduced compared with the peak period, and it takes more effort to get from the original realm of the sect, which is what martial artists usually call "falling realm".

Lingshuang city's subordinates prevented him from coming. They just didn't want to see their eldest brother's state of hard work for many years. Unexpectedly, before lingshuang City embarked on this extreme Road, Qi Xiaoran was forced to use this move by Tang Lichuan.

"It's not good. If this guy is desperate to let himself come, his strength can at most keep the state of Wu Jun's eightfold or so! At this moment, if I don't unseal it, I'm afraid no one can resist..."

Qi Xiaoran's secret technique of endless future troubles will certainly make his future cultivation road quite difficult, but the current situation is a direct reversal. None of the people present has the power of Wu Jun's eight fold, and even if they join hands, they may not be able to defeat Qi Xiaoran.

Knowing this, lingshuang city has hesitated to give up the noumenon coming ceremony. At this time, it can't continue to hide the move and has to show it.

Boom!

The three inch villain suspended in Qi Xiaoran's palm was immediately crushed with five fingers, and replaced by an unspeakable powerful threat.

In the strong wind controlled by Tang Lichuan, another towering momentum like Mount Tai rose from the ground, easily smashing the strong wind all over the sky.

"When you see me like this, you should be aware of going to the yellow spring together! I will not let any of you, all of you, die!"

In the low roar of gnashing teeth, the people were surprised to see Qi Xiaoran's blood red armor emerge in the air bit by bit, just like the terracotta figures covered with soil washed by water, and the bright armor hidden in the mud was displayed in front of the people.

"Blood horn wolf helmet! This guy really let the body come. If I don't do it, no one present will be able to break the defense of this armor!"

The familiar opponent appeared in front of him again, and lingshuang city's pupils shrank slightly. He knew that the description of the current situation could not be delayed. Qi Xiaoran, dressed as a barbarian warrior, was in a state of pressing the bottom of the box. Just as he symbolized warm armor, the guy's inner murderous nature was also boiling to the extreme.

"Ha ha ha!"

Ling Shuangcheng's five fingers were about to be released, releasing the soul bound and protected by runes in another realm, but a burst of crazy laughter stopped the movement on his hand.

The laughter did not have any magic, but he was stunned to notice that an extremely powerful force was growing in the laughter.

A cold sweat rolled silently down his cheek to the ground. Ling Shuangcheng looked at the young man wrapped in golden lightning. Even if his right hand was torn by space force, there was still no pain on the young man's face. At this time, he was laughing and looking up at the sky!

"Feel it! Feel it clearly! The source of power is here... Give me more, more power!"

I don't know when, Tang Lichuan's blank mind flashed like a horse lantern, which seemed to be familiar but vague images. These images appeared sporadically at the beginning, but when he grabbed Chifeng, which was about to be transmitted back to the original world, the vague images in his mind poured out like a tide.

With each vague picture, the power in his right arm expanded a point until Chifeng was broken. Under his competition with space power, he really felt that there was a power resonating with his right hand.

Although it was extremely weak, a force constantly emerged from his body.

"What the observer said is true. To unlock my own secret, I must come here. I have felt the familiar power. Now, lend me the power and kill him!"

The empty eyes reappear the mind, but they are replaced by the madness of death.

In the roar of inner excitement, Tang Lichuan's flesh and blood destroyed right hand began to heal itself. The blood and flesh of the meridians healed rapidly at an incredible speed. Between the two breaths, the damaged palm was miraculously reborn!

However, compared with the complete palm, the regenerated palm leaves a spider like scar, which is the shape of the crack pulled apart when preventing Chifeng from cutting and transmitting.

He is not without the ability to repair this wound, which he deliberately left. In order to remind him that his strength is still very weak, so weak that he can only leave tragedy and regret.

If his strength were stronger and faster, would he be able to break through the nine toed Ying Huo's line of defense faster and stop the blow that made Dugu elder fall?

"No, it's impossible! How can the destroyed right hand be repaired instantly? Divine power, how can it be? This guy exudes a wave of divine power!"

When the noumenon comes, even if the strength falls, there are eight levels of Wu Jun, which is enough to surpass Qi Xiaoran of the ten levels alliance. At the moment, he looks a little lax. He looks at Tang Lichuan like a god of thunder, and there are tears in his pupils.

"How stupid, why am I so stupid... If I can detect this power in advance, maybe I can escape at the first time and save my life..."

In order to search for lost treasures, scavengers often go to all kinds of dangerous places with few people. They are no strangers to the breath of divine power.

He just felt the fluctuation of divine power in Tang Lichuan's body. Qi Xiaoran, who was full of self-confidence, lost his fighting spirit for a moment, and stared at the golden figure falling like a meteor after soaring into the sky.

Then, a golden light flashed in front of me, followed by eternal darkness