Dominating Sword Immortal

Chapter 440: Time is respect, space is king

The speed of the undead altar is so ridiculous that it feels like jumping in the void. Every jump has a distance of more than ten miles. After three or four jumps, it has already reached fifty miles. In the end, there is only one illusory. White dot.

The Yin Mo Zong is not a master-level power, full of force to show his body, the whole person wrapped in the ethereal gray whirlwind, eagerly chasing after.

"Leave me!"

With the roar of the Yin Mozong, the space around the undead altar violently fluctuated, and Qiankun reversed. At the same time, a large khaki-colored hand covered it, trying to grasp the undead altar.

Hey!

The big yellow hand cracked open, and the undead altar broke out and immediately broke into the void, completely disappearing into the range of the Yin Mozong.

The knife with the sawtooth flashed, and the space almost cleft, but unfortunately slowed down the altar.

The sinister face of the sinister ugly stopped the castration. Although he knew the extraordinaryness of the undead altar, he did not expect that he could break into the void and use the means of the king of life and death. His strength is strong, as long as he can't break the space, he will chase it. Not on.

"When I am going out, it is your death, unless you can cultivate the undead body in a short time."

How difficult it is to practice the undead body, the Yin Mozong is not very clear, but you can imagine the difficulty of comparing the undead body of the King of Death and Death. It is not easy to enter the life and death, it is difficult to climb the sky. The true spirit of the mainland has been the largest in every 100 years, but only 14 people have become kings of life and death. At least once, only eight districts, so even if there are shortcuts, Ye Chen wants to be in a short time. It is impossible to cultivate an undead body, not necessarily for five years and ten years.

......

The white light is intertwined into a thin defensive layer, which isolates the power of the violent space. Occasionally, the density of the space is higher. The undead altar only shakes, and the rest of the time does not feel the smoothness of the shuttle.

On the wide undead altar, leaf dust looks out through the defensive layer.

There is no object in the outside world, only the flowing color. Because the color is too rich, it is impossible to know how many colors have been seen. Those that have not been seen are included in them. These colors are like liquid non-liquid. It is like a gas, not a gas, and it is solid and non-solid. It seems that the distance is very close, but it is not touched at all.

"This is the power of space!"

Ye Chen thought of breaking the virtual finger. As an ethical martial art, breaking the virtual finger means that space needs to be promoted, and space ambiguity is one of the most incredible esoteric in all the righteousness. The master can count it with one hand. Therefore, the third type has been broken, but Ye Chen has no way to go further and stay in the fur stage.

puff!

Slightly hesitant, the leaf dust hit a finger.

The invisible finger force passes through the defensive layer without any hindrance, and is in contact with the force of space.

A wonderful scene occurred. There was a spiral corrugation in the force of the flowing space. It was about ten meters long and three inches in diameter. Of course, this is only a visual observation. It is really long and wide, and the leaf dust is not clear. He is working. Feel the connection between the power of space and the sham.

"Space conception!"

Seeing this scene, Murong’s beauty in the eyes of the city reveals the color of surprise. The true spirit of the mainland has time to respect, space is the rumor of the king, meaning all mysterious, to respect for time, time is not out, space is king, other The mysterious is behind.

Xuanhou can be so powerful, because it has mastered the space's mystery, making her strength in the king of life and death, second only to the Emperor, and the evil king and other kings, but this is the ranking of the real world, outside the real world. There is also an inexhaustible sea of ​​endlessness. There are no horrible characters in it. No one knows. Anyway, all the kings are jealous of the endless sea.

puff! puff! puff!

The leaf dust spreads over and over again, and the defensive layer interlaced by white light does not hinder the internal energy outflow, so that the finger force of the leaf dust can be applied to the force of space.

With the increase in the number of times, Ye Chen has a deeper understanding of the space concept.

Space is like a melting pot. Everything except its time is its fuel. Mastering the space concept is like gradually understanding this melting pot. When the artistic conception reaches its limit, it will approach the essence of space and enter the stage of morality. The space is more mysterious than the space conception. The space concept is to understand the melting pot. The space is the mastery of the earth, and mastering the melting pot is equivalent to mastering everything.

The eyes are slightly closed, the leaf dust sticks out to the right hand, the index finger is erected, and the breath is condensed, seemingly condensing the invisible force.

The undead altar is flying fast, stable and without fluctuations.

Standing on the top of the leaf dust and Murong down the city look different, one is still, like a sculpture, one looks at the other side, the eyes are shining with unfathomable black light.

Hey!

Suddenly!

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and the index finger had no trace. He even went out.

Outside the defensive layer of the altar, the force of space bombed a 'water flower', the water flower was hollow, and a spiral corrugated speed extended out, ten meters, fifteen meters, twenty meters, twenty-five meters, this time, leaf dust Breaking all previous records, the spiral ripple broke through 20 meters for the first time, reaching 25 meters.

call!

Slightly spit out a breath, Ye Chen feels very tired, this refers to the consumption of real elements is not much, the consumption of the essence of the spirit is beyond his imagination, and then one finger, I am afraid it really has to fall.

"Broken imaginary refers to the third type, I finally realized that I have achieved a success, but the sham of the fire, the power must be above the heavens and thunder, the space artistic conception is definitely several times or even ten times stronger than most of the artistic conception. Unfortunately, the **** are my limits. I can't get a finger at most.

One finger kills the undead, can also escape, the **** kill the undead, can not run, so at present, the broken virtual refers to the double-edged sword, good use can become a killer of life and death, use no Well, what is lost is your own life.

Murong’s city can’t see how bad it is. Time and space have always been judged by appearance. It’s a deadly killing machine. It’s just a virtual imaginary push, and it’s not going to go anywhere. I am afraid that it is a big killer.

......

Minefield.

One of the most powerful areas of Leiyuan, it is not as big as the snowy area, and it is medium in the southern group. This area is the strongest field in the southern group. It is the strongest born, and the most stunned genius. Even the sect is the most.

There are four dangerous places in the minefield, one of which is called Ming Lei.

Ming Leifen sounds like a graveyard. In fact, it is not a graveyard that people understand. From another perspective, it is a graveyard of thunder and lightning. The Minglei grave is very vast. There are 33,000 miles south to the north. There are 28,000 miles in the west. Due to the abnormal magnetic field, the lightning and the underground are covered with lightning, which can be seen by the naked eye, so it is called Ming Lei.

There are many people who go to Ming Lei tomb each year, and most of the explorers’ physiques are biased towards the thunder property. Here, they can get Ray Attribute Herbs, Thunder Attribute Ore, Thunder Attribute Treasure, or Learn the Thunder in here. It is also a good choice.

"The sixth child, do you feel that the lightning around you has become more violent?"

On the edge of the core of Ming Leifen, a star powerhouse is on the side of the partner.

The middle-aged man, who is called the sixth child, was surprised. "I thought that only I have this feeling. Do you feel it?"

"Yes, the frequency of lightning in the past is definitely not so fast. I think we are still leaving this place. Ming Lei Tomb is said to be a graveyard for thunder and lightning, but there are also many people who die inside."

"Well, you said it is good, let's go!"

The two men showed up in shape and urged the real yuan to pluck toward the periphery.

Hey, hey!

Hey!

As the two expected, the lightning frequency around the world is getting higher and higher. After several blinks, the frequency doubled. After a quarter of an hour, the area of ​​Nuo Da was completely shrouded in lightning, and the glare of the glare broke out like a round. Blazing white sun.

Bang!

The land of hundreds of miles suddenly shook.

At the center of the lightning explosion, a huge object broke out and rushed into the air. On its periphery, it wrapped in endless lightning and delayed the end of the lightning flame.

"Look, there is a lightning ball there."

The strangeness here can be seen in thousands of miles. When a huge object rushes into the air, it looks like a lightning bolt.

When the huge object rises to a height of 10,000 meters, the force disappears and falls, and the lightning bolts collide with other lightning to create a layered explosion.

Finally, huge objects landed flat on the ground and lightning was dissipating.

Finally, when the lightning is dissipating, you can see that the huge object is a six-poster altar with a width of 400 meters and a height of 100 meters. There are two people standing in the center of the altar, one male and one female, and the male wearing blue. Clothing, waist and long sword, long clear and handsome, the woman's purple dress, mask gauze, a blue silk like a waterfall, eyes like a cold star.

The two are Ye Chen and Murong.

They were not killed in the altar of the underground world, came to the surface world, but they did not know exactly where.

Hey!

The defensive layers of white light intertwined and the two men came out.

Sting!

A sudden flash of lightning flashed, and the soil was cracked.

Murong Desperate City said: "If you guess well, it should be in the minefield, only the thunder of the minefield is so rich."

"Thunderfield!"

Ye Chen smiled bitterly, and the extremely yin land was millions of miles away from the minefield. It was really a distant journey. As for the strongest area of ​​this southern group, Ye Chen had heard it for a long time. For him, this time, I will not come. I will come to practice once in the future, so it doesn't matter.

The surface of the surface vibrates slightly, and the leaf dust returns to the head, and the undead altar gradually sinks into the ground until it disappears.

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