The cave is collapsing, the earth is cracking, the space is distorting, the spiritual power is rioting, the entire thunderstorm stream seems to be chaotic into a pot of porridge, countless demonic beasts are terrified, and countless blood-colored grippers emerge from the depths of the earth, tearing and devouring one after another bewildered demonic beasts.
There are powerful and incomparable Lei Yan demon souls, and there are fragile and violent fierce ants, all the time, they are acting in abuse and being abused, and the entire thunder stream seems to have become purgatory, and the blood-colored aura is so thick that it almost makes people breathless, affecting everyone's progress.
The mouth of the "Wild Thunder Roar" spewed out countless silver-white thunderbolts, turning into thousands of small but powerful thunderbolt sparks, tearing apart the blood-colored grip that swooped down again, and instantly swinging out a way forward At the same time, the thunder-swallowing bear was also under the guidance of Huyue, a pair of feet stepped violently, and the moment the spiritual power under his feet surged, countless thunderbolts also collapsed in an instant.
The wind gently rolled up, discharging the cracked gravel little by little, and at the same time, it also accurately gave everyone who moved forward, a steady speed blessing, so that these cultivators, who could only advance more than a thousand meters in one second, directly reached a height of three thousand meters.
The fiery red knife of the "Burning World Fire" turned into an endless tongue of fire in an instant, covering the zenith of the entire team in an instant, directly wrapping a piece of gravel that was more than ten meters thick, maybe it could not be burned out, but it produced a strong supporting force, blocking the short period of a few tenths of a second, and the team also passed through this dangerous area smoothly, and then put it down.
"It seems that the offensive of these ghost things is becoming more and more fierce" Bing Tianxing presided over nearly a hundred miniature spirit arrays, but he still refused to relax, always paying attention to the offensive of the blood-colored grasp, and at this moment, he got a result that made him a little frightened.
"It's normal, when I left, that monster was devouring the Three Forbidden Patriarchs, it is estimated that after a while, it can be completely digested, and then it will not be just like this, maybe the monster itself will run out" Feng Chen glanced under him and said.
"Ye Tianxi, what acceleration props do you have over there, you can use them all, otherwise I'm afraid you won't have a chance to use them in the future."
"You really think I'm a bottomless pit, I have everything, please I'm a forger, and I'm only twenty-five years old now, okay?"
Ye Tianxi is also out of temper, he is a twenty-five-year-old little cultivator, it is not easy to cultivate to the double realm, even if he was born in a forging master family, it takes time to forge things, he has already taken out so many spiritual weapons, and he actually wants him to have more...
"If you don't, then we'll wait until we die, anyway, I can't think of how to get out of here in a short time."
Fengchen's response was also very simple, with their current speed, it was impossible to escape, unless they went all the way.
But the problem is that just to deal with these blood-colored grippers along the way, several strong people are already exhausted, where is there more time and energy to bombard the walls of the zenith If Fengchen is in its heyday now, it won't be a problem, but unfortunately it is not.
The effect of the Reverse Erdan has faded, and there is only one Heavenly Spirit Pill left, even if it is used now, at most, it can perform some less powerful martial arts, and it does not help to escape, it is better to keep it to see if there is a possibility of reversal.
"Human, I can't imagine that you can actually bring this thunder dragon out, what happened, please tell me" It was also at this time that he had gradually breathed a sigh of relief, and he was still in the state of the demon core, and he couldn't help but ask Fengchen.
"To put it simply, it was me and this dragon who pit the patriarch of your three families, and then in fact, that monster was going to eat all of you guys at first, but because I intervened on the way, he couldn't swallow this true dragon directly, so he could only swallow your family patriarch first, I took advantage of it to digest it, and ran away with this real dragon, and now it has gone berserk" Fengchen didn't know the other party's specific thoughts very clearly, but there was still no deviation in general, so he could understand the wild sand.
"I see, it's ridiculous that our three clans have been looking for something to recover for him for countless years, I thought that by devouring this true dragon this time, we would be able to follow him to create immortal feats, but I didn't expect that in his eyes, we have always been just food" Thinking of his previous respect, and then looking at the current result, I don't know what kind of feeling I feel when I kill the crazy sand.
"Human, you should still have the elixir to restore your spiritual power" After a second of silence, Killing Crazy Sand suddenly asked.
"Yes, yes, but what are you asking about this" Fengchen is a little inexplicable, killing the wild sand is in this state now, not to mention a Heavenly Spirit Pill, even if it is ten Heavenly Spirit Pills to eat, I am afraid that it will not be able to get better, and it will take a few months of slow recuperation.
Warcraft is different from cultivators, the core of Warcraft is pregnant with a huge amount of spiritual power, under normal circumstances, Warcraft only uses a little bit of power, and the power contained in the core is basically not touched.
Therefore, once a demonic beast is truly mad, the horror that can erupt will far exceed that of ordinary cultivators, and the sustaining power will be stronger.
Before, besieged by countless blood-colored grippers, it was precisely by relying on the power of the demon core that the slaying sand worked hard to hold on until they arrived, but because of this, the spiritual power in the demon core was passively used at least about thirty percent, and the damage was actually a very serious injury, not that just taking the pill could get better: The Heavenly Spirit Pill was a good supplementary means for the Venerable of the Double Realm.
But for a Triple Realm Warcraft, it's a bit stretched, and it's a problem to be able to recover one percent.
"Give me all your pills, and I'll help you make a passage" The words of the wild sand made Fengchen startled. “。。。
Are you sure" The eyes were glazed, maybe it was from the Demon Beast, but it was not difficult for Fengchen to feel a touch of determination.
"Would you like to believe my words" Killing Madness Sand smiled, he had already seen the other party's answer from Fengchen's eyes.
"Huyue, Bing Tianxing, Ye Tianxi, Lei Wuming, Cao Feiqiong, and the dual realm that I don't know, bring me all the pills that can restore your spiritual power" Without further hesitation, Fengchen transmitted to everyone at this moment.
The cultivators of the First Tier Realm may have medicines to replenish their spiritual power, but the key is that the pills they can use are unlikely to be effective against the Triple Realm Demonic Beasts of the Killing Wild Sand, and even the Triple Realm is a little reluctant, but now is not the time to dislike so much.
"Believe him" Seeing that the cultivator was still a little hesitant, Hu Yue couldn't help but say to him, and at the same time without hesitation, he threw all his pills to Feng Chen, and together with Lei Wuming and the others, he was gently swept into Feng Chen's hand by the wind, and then let go.
There are at least dozens of precious pills, each of which can be sold on the market for a good price of more than a billion, but at this moment, like a jelly bean that doesn't want money, it was thrown into the magic core of the sand by the wind and dust, and the changes also appeared in front of everyone.
Originally, he could only place his divine consciousness in the demon core, and no longer had any ability to turn into the original form, but at this moment, under the influx of this relatively large spiritual power, it finally resurfaced in its original appearance: But it was not a humanoid appearance, but a silver-white cute little rabbit, which appeared in the palm of Fengchen's hand, exuding a majestic thunder power around his body, shocking a group of mercenaries.
As soon as the power of the thunder was released, the elixir that instantly ordered the cultivator of the Dual Realm was gently rolled up and sent into the mouth of the little rabbit, becoming part of the spiritual power of the Killing Madness, and also making the cultivator who was caught off guard have a hint of vigilance.
"Human, thank you for your trust in me, I will definitely repay your trust" There is no betrayal drama, Crazy Sand is not such a boring person, and Fengchen is definitely not such a person who will look at a person wrong, even if the other party is not a person.
When the spiritual power in his body, supplemented by countless pills, finally returned to about one percent, the heart of killing the wild sand, that crazy decision, and all the conditions were achieved: from this moment on, his life of killing the wild sand no longer belonged to him, but to the wind and dust.
And the only thing he has to do is to use his last bit of strength to blast out a path to heaven for the wind and dust The spiritual power in the air instantly rioted, and the power of the thunder spirit belonging to the thunder stream, also at this moment, under the absorption of the Killing Crazy Sand, frantically poured into the pocket body of the Killing Crazy Sand, and directly expanded the petite body of the Thunder Killing Rabbit into a round white meat ball.
There was a terrifying thunder and lightning jumping on the surface, and the coercion released shook the countless blood-colored grips in an instant, not because of how strong the strength level was, but because in this coercive crowd, the terrifying demonic beast, felt a will.
What will The courage to see death as home, the determination to die together, at this moment, was added to the body of the slaying sand, occupying all of his mind, like the jumping lightning, bright but dangerous, and at this moment, it became the starting gun for his action.
The wind swayed, erasing the terrifying impact generated by the sand jumping, and at the same time, under the guidance of the wind and dust, it forcibly wrapped around the body of each cultivator, and with the slamming of the round white meat ball, the rock wall of the zenith was directly cracked out of a large hole, and the wind and dust also controlled the thunder beast under the crotch, and used the wind to actively or passively bring a group of mercenaries to the direction.
In a short period of one second, the round white thunderball turned into the slaying sand advanced directly for five thousand meters, and in another second, it might have to cross the range that the wind and dust could detect, and the hole he left behind was large enough for a hundred cultivators to pass through directly.
But before two seconds had passed, when the slaying sand was about to cross the sensing range of the wind and dust and go to the unknown territory, from the surface of the round white thunderball, a hundred miserable white thunderbolts were suddenly released, and they bombarded the people of the wind and dust impartially.
While paralyzing everyone in an instant, he also left a sentence in Fengchen's ears, confirming one of his conjectures.
"Don't come here just yet, or I can't guarantee that you won't be affected" was the last sentence of Killing Wild Sand.
"Damn, those grippers are coming, this monster has betrayed us" Some mercenaries looked behind them in horror, those blood-colored grippers who were constantly using them for them, but their bodies couldn't move at all because of the cleaved white thunder, and they were even firmly wrapped around their bodies by a miserable white substance produced later, even if they burst out with their whole body spiritual power and formed a martial arts attack, it would be useless.
"Brother Feng, what the hell is going on, could it be that demonic beast, really..."
After Lei Wuming struggled for a moment to no avail, he couldn't help but look at Fengchen: At this moment, if anyone else can break the game, the only thing Lei Wuming believes in is Fengchen.
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"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine" Insults of greed for life and fear of death can be heard everywhere in his ears, and there are even voices that have lost his mind mixed with it, if it weren't for Lei Wuming asking at this moment, Fengchen really didn't bother to make any explanation, because there was no need.
It won't take too long, and the truth will soon appear in front of them, and there is no need for him to say more or do more.
Because after Feng Chen said this, before the cultivators had fully accepted it, and even because the blood-colored grasp that was close to the range of ten meters, it almost brought them a nightmare, making them completely unaware of everything around them, and one thing that would inevitably come came quietly at this moment: Let all the mercenaries understand what the meaning of this miserable white substance is, and at the same time, they have a sense of shame, and at that moment just now, the mercenaries who had slandered the slaying sand also lowered their blushing heads at this moment.
A terrifying fluctuation of spiritual power, along with the impact that tore through everything, and the thunder that raged in all directions, swept here in an instant, and the blood-colored grip that almost touched the cheek, which was almost all over the area, there were hundreds of thousands of pairs, and the blood-colored grips that were still generated from the rock wall and from under the passage penetrated in an instant.
Then, with the power of furious thunder, all are destroyed Like a vanishing foam, the rock wall, the blood-colored grip, and even the breathless feeling of suffocation all came to naught in the terrifying impact after another, under the power of the thunder that raged the entire thunderous stream.
Everything in front of him, nothing existed, only the white thunder, the raging spiritual power fluctuations, and the spatial shattering that followed.
At this moment, the cultivators were stunned, they had no idea what was happening, why all of a sudden, as if they were traveling in space, there were spatial turbulence and debris everywhere.
And Fengchen, the only one who knows why, is in no mood to explain anything.
He was looking, looking somewhere far away, the center of all power, a glittering magic core, gradually bursting
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