Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 94
The overwhelming pressure almost crushed Qing Ling into a pulp.

Every minute and every second was extremely tormenting, even though the Taixu Shenbell vibrated to dispel the heavy pressure, and it had the energy to bear it with the urging force, but the vast gravity made it impossible for him to move even a single step.

At this moment, Qing Ling's face was flushed, and it was extremely difficult to even say a word.

"Also, please senior... Hurry up! It's been too long, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it!"

Tai nodded, his divine thoughts covered the entire formation, his arms spread out, and in an instant, endless rays of light bloomed behind him, and a three-legged golden crow burning with golden divine flames spread its wings and turned into a big sun, shining thousands of times. The stars inspire the power of the sun to gather one after another, the river of stars turns, extremely bright, thousands of stars twinkle and dim, and all stars shine together.

Countless stars are gradually suspended and rotated around a big sun, like the Milky Way galaxy, magnificent and beautiful.

Tai Yi stretched out his hand and punched out, like the sun is at the top of the sky, his domineering power is unrivaled, the emperor is domineering, like the scorching sun in a prosperous age, burning the world with one fire and one punch!
"Boom~"

The sky and the earth trembled, the flames radiated, the stars fell, and the sacred mountain shook.

Qingling under the mountain suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood. Every time the mountain shakes, the infinite force on his body becomes heavier, almost crushing him.

Qing Ling gritted her teeth, bearing the terrifying pressure on her back, looked at Tai Yi, only to find that Tai Yi stopped moving after retracting his punch.

He couldn't help but said with difficulty: "Not yet, no, hurry up! If you keep procrastinating, I will really die!"

Qu glanced at him, and said lightly: "Don't worry, hold on a little longer. Give me two more hits at most, and you can break out!"

He meditated for a long time, closed his eyes and began to deduce the circulation of countless star trails. After a long time, he swung again and punched out.

The domineering fist of the sun swept across everything, the sky rose with one punch, and the stars fell, the formation began to shake violently, and the mountain became heavier.

When Qingling punched Taiyi, he immediately released the Primordial Spirit of the Xuanguan, and the Spring God stretched out a scroll for thousands of miles, and a green vine grew thousands of miles, and then stretched to support the sky, bearing the pressure of the sky.

"Boom~"

The sacred mountain swayed, and even more massive force fell on Qingling. Fortunately, this green vine phantom shared countless gravity, so that Qingling was not crushed to death.

Outside the formation, the nine Taiyi masters spat out blood at the same time, their faces full of shock.

Master Ju Renshan said nervously: "How is this possible? Shouldn't the thief's magic power have been exhausted long ago? How could he still have such powerful power?"

Cave Master Xumu was also uneasy and said, "I also feel panic in my heart, could it be that Jinxian did it just now?"

"Impossible! Is he just a mere golden fairy?" A red-haired old man said: "I guess he will be crushed to death by the gravity of Wanshan soon after entering!"

"Then what should we do? If the opponent attacks again, I'm afraid the large formation will not be able to hold on. Should we launch the large formation right now to save up a blow of strength?"

"Try it! Even if you can't kill this thief, you can seriously injure him!"

"Not bad, let's try."

"Even if the opponent doesn't die, how can he escape with the nine of us here? We must retake the treasure today!"

All Taiyi major cultivators agreed one after another, the spells in their hands continued, and the mana power moved like a tide, trembling for millions of miles in the four directions, and the sacred mountain in the starry sky appeared thousands of miles away.

In the space of the big formation, Tai Yi felt the terrifying spiritual pressure from the outside world, and he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately threw out both fists, like two suns shining together, and the two big suns smashed into the sky carrying endless stars. As soon as Xiang Wuwu punched out, the supreme power of the only one in the world smashed through the large light curtain.

Nine Taiyis ahead of schedule broke the big formation one step at a time!
Tai Yi's expression was extremely weak, but he still turned into a three-legged Golden Crow at the moment when the formation broke open, and flew out without the slightest thought of controlling Qingling.

Qingling was very anxious, but he was prepared for a long time. With a flick of his fingers, a black silk wrapped around his foot, and the black silk stretched infinitely and flew out with Tai Yi flying into the sky.

At the same time, the Qingling Primordial Spirit shines brightly, the phantom world of life and death emerges, and the world of dry glory emerges. Undertaking the endless pressure, he feels relaxed for a moment.

Qingling immediately flew out of the formation, and as soon as he closed the Dao Realm, the Mitian cable attached to his right palm shrank suddenly, and he flew away with the other end of the blue thread in an instant.

Outside the big formation, the nine Taiyi Daxiu were casting spells, but their vitality was injured by the broken formation. Only at this moment, Taiyi turned into a long rainbow and left, as fast as Daluo.

Immediately, the Qing Ling, connected by a thread of black thread, also fled for a million miles following the flash of light.

Amidst the whistling wind, the three-legged Golden Crow escaped light as fast as it was traveling through the void, and a black thread was attached to its ankle, which stretched thousands of miles and pulled Qing Ling, and shortened at a very fast speed.

Taiyi felt a black thread on his ankle, but he couldn't care about it as he was busy fleeing, so he could only use up his mana to turn the rainbow into the sun!
And Qing Ling, who was pulled to fly at a very high speed, was covered with a blue light mask, and the air friction brought by the terrifying speed could instantly ignite violent flames, even not weaker than the self-destruct power of the sky rank.

Qingling is also fortunate to experience the speed of the Changhong turning into the sun in this life, and it is also the first time to fly so fast!

Behind him, after hastily adjusting their breath, the nine Taiyi masters rushed after him without any intention of giving up.

Jinwu fled at the forefront, Qingling was hung behind by Qingsi and followed thousands of miles away, and far behind was the pursuit of nine Taiyi Daxiu.

Qing Ling was overjoyed at this moment, with the free ticket of the Golden Crow, he was approaching the original place at an extremely fast speed!

As for the pursuit behind him, the distance is too far, this technique of turning into a rainbow is really worthy of being one of the great evasion techniques of the prehistoric times.

Qing Ling turned her mind, and said through Qingsi: "Senior, don't hurry up, the nine Taiyi are about to catch up!"

Tai Yi, who was struggling to escape, wished to slap the long insect hanging on his leg to death when he heard this.But the mana in his body was gradually exhausted, and he was really powerless.

In just a few hours, Qingling has already spanned billions of miles, only hundreds of millions of miles away from the original place.

But at this time, Tai Yi finally couldn't hold on anymore, the real fire on his body went out, and he fell to the ground.

Qing Ling was stunned, and hurriedly flew forward, seeing that Tai Yi had turned into a human body, and fell unconscious on the ground, with a black silk still tied on the golden yellow boots.

He hurried forward and said, "Senior, you can't fall down."

It's not that he doesn't want to escape alone, but that he can't escape those nine Taiyis at all!He doesn't have the skill of turning into a rainbow, and he doesn't have the ability to swing his wings for ninety thousand miles like Kunpeng. Although he has opened up a distance at this time, he will be overtaken in a short time.

Tai Yi opened his eyes at this moment, and said with difficulty: "Quick, give me mana! I'm really gone!"

Qingling thought about it, took out Zhushen, and slashed across the pulse, a bloodstain split instantly, and the red blood dripped into Taiyi's mouth.

The blood of his Spring God is far more cherished than ordinary acquired spirits, and it can induce spiritual power and replenish vitality. In terms of restoring mana, it is comparable to those innate spirits.

A mouthful of blood poured in, and a surge of magic power rose.

(End of this chapter)