Chapter 790

The bloody spear aims at Qin Yichen's heart and kills him!

Qin Yichen was shocked. For a moment, when he was working, he found that his hands and feet were stiff. Even his mind seemed to be locked by the terrible smell of blood and could not move.

Great fear surged from Qin Yichen's heart. Facing Shura Xuejiao, he once again felt his own smallness and vulnerability, just like the floating leaves in the wind.

The world of cultivation is vast and boundless. There are countless big and small worlds in the universe. There are heaven and people outside the universe. There are too many terrors beyond the limits of human imagination.

The fear in my heart immediately turned into a breath of despair.

But at this time, Qin Yichen's mind suddenly rang out a violent drink: "war!"

This is the roar of the soul stone, the sound is enlightening!

"Fight

Qin Yichen suddenly came to realize that the congenital holy body expanded rapidly and expanded more than ten times in an instant.

Although compared with the figure of Xiuluo Xuejiao, he is still small and ridiculous.

But fighting never depends on size.

"The realm of creation, the venation of time and space!" When Qin Yichen came to his senses, he immediately used the magic power he had just understood and burst out his strongest fighting power.

At this moment, the realm of nature is more powerful than when Qin Yichen killed yulingfeng, adding the ability of time trace and void bead.

If we say that when the God realm of creation first appeared, it was only 30% powerful, now it is at least 50%.

Feeling the surging power in the realm of creation, Qin Yichen knew that when his nine spirits were in one, the realm of creation would be great.

All this will happen when he breaks through the realm of Yuanying and condenses Yuanying.

Even in the fierce battle, Qin Yichen suddenly felt relaxed and full of expectation for the future battle of the nine kings.

After the appearance of the realm of nature, Qin Yichen was quickly covered with blood sword, heavenly punishment sword and shadowless Shura bow.

The stone tablet of soul sinks into the sea of knowledge, but it is replaced by Qin Yichen. A five color lotus appears on his head, releasing a strong breath.

"Boom boom!"

The bloody spear roared to destroy the world, carrying enough power to destroy the whole world!

Where there is oppression, there is resistance!

Under the great pressure, strange changes have taken place in the realm of creation.

Qin Yichen did not move in the center of the divine realm of creation, but the operation of divine thoughts and mana reached his limit.

At his side, the power of nine original attributes such as gold, wood, water, fire, earth, thunder and lightning, soul, time and space appeared at the same time, merging into a turbid fog, which was like the sea of suffering as Buddhism said.

Five color lotus, looming in the turbid fog, in addition to the emergence of four illusory lotus leaves, with a touch of gold.

Qin Yichen head four virtual five real nine color lotus, like God King.

Jinlian is planted in the bitter sea, and Jiuyou is fought by the God King!

The lotus leaves expanded and grew countless light blue whiskers. In an instant, they climbed up Qin Yichen's body and plunged into the congenital holy body.

In a flash, Qin Yichen's body surface appeared a shimmering space-time venation.

Through this picture, and with the support of the God realm of creation, the five color golden lotus, which is the combination of virtual and real life, seems to break through the time and space limit of feilongtai, and madly extract the spiritual power of heaven and earth from the feilongtai realm and even from the broader world of cultivation.

The huge blood spear roared from the air, and the speed and momentum reached an extreme.

The bloody gun body erupted the monstrous flame, burning everything around it to ashes, only the blood spear was still there!

"Boom!"

The blood spear pierces into the realm of the God of creation, and the point of the spear bursts out the blood light.

The realm of the God of nature is broken, and the blood spear drives straight into the nine color lotus.

At the critical moment, the divine realm of creation collapsed, the mana collapsed violently and contracted inward, forming a chaotic air mass with nine color lotus as the core.

The blood spear pierced into the chaotic air mass and made an earth shaking roar.

However, the realm of God of creation does not really collapse, but automatically compresses.

This chaotic air mass is the concentrated God realm of creation, and its power is doubled.

The blood spear is still moving forward, but at the same time, it is also dissipating layer by layer, just like a popsicle in boiling water.

The next moment, the blood spear suddenly exploded violently, destroying the chaotic air mass at the cost of self destruction.

If Qin Yichen was hit hard, he almost fainted.

Shura's blood Jiao pours on him and sees that Qin Yichen has no resistance and is about to fall.

But just at this time, the blood scales on Xiuluo's blood Jiao suddenly changed their color strangely, and the speed of rushing to Qin Yichen became slower and slower.

Qin Yichen retreated in horror. He didn't know what happened. He felt that there was a dangerous smell in the air.

The change of Shura's blood Jiao continued to take place, and the blood color became thicker. However, when it reached the peak, it faded at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the blood luster on the skin quickly faded.

"It's getting old!" Qin Yichen suddenly realized that he was more frightened.

Shura's blood Jiao is still moving forward. It seems that he doesn't know the strange changes that are happening in himself.

But then its mountain like blood began to wither.

How to say, if it used to be a bun like mountain range, now it is becoming a dumpling like mountain range.

The flesh and blood of the blood dragon quickly weathered, and its skin was sloppy and loose.

As he got closer and closer, Xuejiao raised his paw.

But its long, thin and fat claws are now like an enlarged and thin bird claw with prominent joints.

Qin Yichen has been too scared to move. The strangeness here is beyond the limit of people's imagination.

Xuejiao's paw was less than an inch away from Qin Yichen's body.

But it can't go any further. Its claws are shortened strangely, and its end is suddenly desertified, as if the wind has blown away the weathered debris.

At this time, Xuejiao had become a skeleton, and fell at Qin Yichen's feet, with broken bones scattered all over the ground.

"Who can tell me what happened?" Qin Yichen didn't have the joy of winning. On the contrary, he was afraid.

He didn't know what power it was that would make the powerful Shura blood Jiao die in such a strange way.

"Time!" For a long time, Qin Yichen suddenly heard a sigh in his mind, which was the voice of the soul stone tablet.

"Time?" Qin Yichen asked indifferently.

"This is the power of time. When you fuse the Sansheng stone and draw the venation of time and space, the congenital holy body has fused with the trace of time and the void bead. The destruction of the God realm of creation has completely stimulated the power of the trace of time and the void bead. That area seems to have no change, but in fact it has become a time prison!" Soul stone road.

"Time kills prison? Is this Shura blood dragon my killer Qin Yichen was not sure. He gradually settled down and knew that the strange power of killing Shura Xuejiao would not hurt himself.

"Of course, time kills the prison... It's too complicated and I don't understand it, but simply speaking, when the Shura blood dragon rushes over, it doesn't have any defense. It's as if hundreds of millions of years have passed in an instant, from a living murderer to a pile of bones!" Soul stone road.

Qin Yichen nodded thoughtfully and felt the traces of time and empty beads in his body. He found that they were missing and probably exhausted.

The power of time is mysterious and powerful. It can be understood that it killed the Shura blood dragon.

It should be a profit to exchange the life of Shura Xuejiao with a time trace that seems like a chicken's rib.

The trace of time is a kind of power of time. Once consumed, if it cannot be supplemented, it will disappear forever.

If Qin Yichen understood the way of time thoroughly, he might be able to condense the trace of time again.

But now he has no other time skills besides his ignorant time and space context, and he has no time to practice the way of time. It is impossible to supplement the traces of time in his body after consumption.

After the mood calms down, Qin Yichen enters the tenth floor of feilongtai.

Maybe it was because other trial monks had died, or the tenth level flying dragon platform was a big meal left by the God of Shura. Qin Yichen didn't hear the sound again.

Here is a gray continent, the sky is also gray, can't see the sun, moon and stars, can't feel the cold and warm, and there is no tide rise and fall.

"It's really feilongtai here, isn't it a strange place?" Qin Yichen has some confused ways.

"It should be. Try to sense your magic baby!" The stone of soul reminds us.

Qin Yichen nodded, sat cross knee, holding yuan Shouyi, and the confused color in his eyes gradually disappeared.

The Magic Baby flew out of his head, and strange Shura runes appeared around him, flying towards the magic baby.

Qin Yichen felt that these runes contained the martial arts, supernatural powers, Taoism and emotions of Shura God

It's like a living person, only in the form of Rune.

The flowers bloom and fall, the water rises and the boat rises, the magic baby is constantly perfect, everything is natural.

I don't know how long it has been. On this day, Qin Yichen suddenly opened his eyes, his face showed an indifferent smile, and muttered to himself, "what about Tao? What about the devil? My heart worships the Buddha, I am the Buddha, my heart goes to the devil, I am the devil. "

"Do you understand?" Asked the stone tablet of soul, with praise and excitement in its voice.

"I have realized, but I have not realized. There is no unchangeable way in the world. Good people will get bad and bad people will do good. My way is my way. My way depends on how I go!" Qin Yichen's fingers are in the shape of flowers, and his manner is solemn and grand.

Overcome all worldly thoughts and enter sainthood. The tenth level of flying dragon platform should be the essence of his life's magic and Taoism. Soul stone road.

"Yes, but his Tao, I don't want it. I already know where my Tao is and how to realize it. Now it's time to leave here!" When Qin Yichen finished, he suddenly got up and burst out laughing.

The magic baby on the top of the head falls into the palm of the hand.

The baby does not move, the pattern is vivid, the birth and death is uncertain, just like a complete world.

Qin Yichen's five fingers closed, and the Magic Baby disappeared. Suddenly, with a bang, the tenth layer of the world disappeared, and the whole world fell into darkness.

When the light reappeared, Qin Yichen found himself standing outside the Zhuque City, on the huge wall, standing in rows of warriors, his face grim, like facing the enemy.