When promoted to the realm of martial saint, the practitioner will no longer be a single drop in the sea.
Instead, it communicates with heaven and earth and becomes a vassal of heaven and earth. It is an absolute control force over all things. It seems that everything can be done in a certain field except that it can not go against the sky.
The gifted power of Wu Sheng was born at this moment and was given a new life.
Below the martial saint, the life of the cultivator is only a hundred years, and more than two hundred years. After a hundred years, the dust returns to the dust, and the earth returns to the earth... It comes from the land and must return to the land.
However, once you enter the realm of wusheng, life is just born. The awakening of talent is the best proof of the birth of life.
Blunt iron horizontal grip, hold the left and right spaces!
With a crash, there were long swords, heavy knives and broken blades in the talisman bag... There were so many that there were no more than a thousand handles. All the bees were taken out by the wind, not for anything else, just to be able to withstand the compressed space in front of them and earn a piece of breathing time.
Among the swords, the "clang" made a tense sound, and the long guns were straightened in an instant. The tip of the gun trembled. The hardest part began to break inch by inch. This is a good spirit weapon. It is the blade of a cadre of elders of several major sects collected in the three Sanskrit six change array. It is so fragile, but it began to lose support in person.
The instrument spirit makes a sad cry, and the narrower and narrower the space is filled with a sad cry!
Spiritual power, perception and sight are all confined in this space, and it is difficult to leak anything. Zifeng's idea of trying to attack left Xingyao to relieve the crisis at the moment can only be declared broken... Xiaoguang rummaged through the ten thousand year aloes wood, and seemed to want to find a way to save it. But he knew that there was little hope. Under the "vanishing invisibility", the space surrounded by the middle would be erased from heaven and earth, not to mention the people in it!
His back was soaked with sweat in an instant, his blue eyes twinkled, and his heart was clear!
With a crack, the first spear snapped. Then, the third and fourth spears were full of broken fragments... The space continued to compress, and the shorter tip and handle of the knife hit it in an instant! Compressed space, once again stagnated in place.
... can make Zifeng extremely dangerous. Will it be easy to walk left?
In the semi holy realm, it's only a incense burning time to activate the talent power in one day!
However, at the moment when he began to display, most of Zhu Xiang's time had passed, and the speed of space compression was getting slower and slower. At the moment, Zuo Xingyao's hands couldn't help shaking, almost uncontrollable!
He clenched his teeth and left Xingyao forced himself to cheer up. The whole sky behind him seemed to sink with his clenched hand... There was an unprovoked breeze in the field, but the breeze contained great power. All the sand and stones were rolled up and gathered towards the field!
In the silent square, the whole dark space in front of people's eyes is rampant. After the stones and sand fall in, it is like boiling water falling into stones. The manic breath splashes out from time to time and becomes more manic... "Broken!" With a roar, left Xingyao held his hands together!
"Poof" a wild storm surged out... People close to them were hit one after another. They all fell down in a panic, retreated and dared not approach again!
Huazheng and xuanduo looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief. They could see the relieved color on their faces!
Unfortunately, until the two palms have been held together, left Xingyao still doesn't look relaxed, but becomes more dignified... "How can it? How could this happen! " In his heart, he secretly scolded, "vanishing invisibility". Once his hands are clenched, there will only be one result, that is, the space is completely closed, and everything is erased from his sight. But why does the space still exist?
With a roar from the left, all the swords turned into powder, leaving nothing behind, except that the blunt iron long knife was still unharmed against the left and right spaces.
"It's over!" This is Xiaoguang's first thought... Zifeng's two arms are stretched out and firmly resist the rolling of space!
A vast force made Zifeng's chest surging, his blood surging, and he endured it, so he didn't spit it out... Time passed by, and the pressure from the surrounding infiltration made Zifeng almost want nothing.
His arms were slightly bent, his whole body was soaked with wet sweat, and the power of the sea in the Dantian seemed to be suppressed and slowed down more and more.
And just at this time, "master, do you remember the colorful talisman? That thing doesn't seem to be affected by space. " Xiaolan can't help, so she inadvertently speaks out.
It's really a word that awakens the dreamer!
During the moment of stalemate, Zifeng hit madly more than once, vowing to tear up the space and escape from here. However, under the talent of Wu Sheng, the rules of space have been tampered with. This is the space belonging to Zuo Xingyao, not his Wu Zifeng!
Even if he stabbed the blood, he couldn't break through the shackles of the space in front of him and escape here.
However, the colorful talisman, the original Tiangang array of Fuzong, even if it was suspended in the turbulent flow of space, was still very stable and not affected by a penny.
And this, perhaps, is the hope, the key to escape here!
Considering this, Zifeng didn't dare to hesitate. Under the traction of spiritual force, all the colorful magic amulets stored in the amulet bag burst out and pasted the whole space full... When his arm was slightly bent to prove that his inference was correct.
I don't think Zifeng's arms are already stiff. When he bends, it's hard to gather his strength. The sound of "bang" doesn't give Zifeng any chance to breathe at all.
The space in front of us is like breaking bamboo. If we drive straight in, we will squeeze Zifeng and can't move!
Yes, the multicolored talisman is indeed not bound by space, because the talisman simply ignores the existence of space. Now it is floating in the turbulence outside the imprisoned space, but it does not play a role in blocking space!
In addition to the blunt iron, it is also tough against the left and right directions. The front, back and up and down have shrunk!
The bones around him made a violent friction sound. Was Zifeng crushed into powder like this?
Xiaolan's face was full of regret, and her tears were whirling, "master, I, I..."
The waist is upright, and the ferocious cold light shines in his eyes!
Clench your fists. In the roar of a wild animal, the quilt of your right thumb stands up... Since you can't tear it open, it will break you!
"Roar!"