Chapter 273 Space Cracks
The sacred sac is one of the legendary nine sons of dragons, ranking fifth, shaped like a lion, likes smoke and is easy to sit.
His physical strength is at the top even among many divine beasts.
There are many true spirits in the mortal world that are comparable to immortals and gods. Even if the pure blood slut is placed in the real immortal world, it is not an existence that is easy to mess with.
Although the old sac that was punching at this moment had a mixed bloodline, the origin of the divine beast was roughly inherited. With thousands of years of continuous cultivation and strengthening, even the physical cultivation of the late stage of the human Nascent Soul is quite different from it.
The fist that hit Wang Hong seemed to be out of order, but in fact it was driven by Mount Tai. It was really amazing that there was no move than any move.
Faced with this magnificent and general method, the dazzling sword light soared into the sky without hesitation, slashing towards the fist shadow that seemed to be able to erase everything.
The beauty is far away and the lovesickness is bitter. If you don’t have a ruthless and decisive heart, how can you cut off the lovesickness to the bone?
At this moment, the two people fought, even the space collapsed, and the space cracks that could be seen in the naked eye were spinning and destroyed. The scene was even more amazing than the battle between the gods.
Hell! How did the space here become so fragile?
Lao Tzu, who had made every effort, was extremely surprised.
Although there were tragic demon disasters in this world in ancient times, the stability of the plane has decreased a lot, and there are still a large number of space cracks in some dangerous places.
But tens of thousands of years have passed since the original demon disaster. The outside world does not say that it has recovered as before, but it is not the late stage of the fight between the two Nascent Souls, which can affect the stability of the space.
Wang Hong knew everything that Lao Fu couldn't understand.
The remaining power of the law is so powerful that the lower world space is, no matter how stable it is, it will definitely lead to big problems if it is washed back and forth like this.
Compared to Lao Tzu, who is afraid of space cracks, Wang Hong, who has been dealing with the laws of space for a long time, naturally knows how to use the geographical advantage to end this battle as soon as possible.
The two of them had a stalemate for a while, and seeing more and more cracks in the space, the terrified old man had already had the idea of retreating for the time being.
Although its life span is very small, it does not want to fall into the cracks in the space. This is a completely different concept from dying in the battle in this world.
But at this time, where can it retreat just by wanting?
Lao Wuyan fought with half of his body with knife marks intertwined, bloody and bloody. He forced himself to put away the three-point fist and flew away in the distance.
However, Wang Hong's sword posture changed, and the "mountain collapse" of the Seven-limited Demon Sword was cut out in the blink of an eye.
"Are you crazy? Once you are involved in the cracks in the space, no one will survive!" Lao Feng shouted in shock and angrily.
The "Slaying Lovesickness" with relatively greater lethality and the "landshes" with the law of gravity as the core are no different from natural disasters in this extremely unstable area of space.
Although the yellowish sword aura did not hit the target, the space around it was like a mirror hit by a stone, spreading dense black cracks.
The old silhouette, which had not yet flown far, was instantly forced back, and tried his best to avoid the spider-web-like cracks and found a relatively safe location before stopping.
Compared with his embarrassed opponent, Wang Hong was as stable as a vague air at this time.
Before he started, he had already estimated the effect of this knife. Although it was not omitted, he could also ensure that his vicinity was not affected.
"You will die if you fall in, but I won't!"
Wang Hong smiled coldly, raised the long sword in his hand, preparing to make another "lands crash" to completely kill the level ten monster in front of him.
At the critical moment of life and death, Lao Yu did not care about further loss of life span, and quickly removed the human form that sealed life energy, restored the monster's body, and prepared to pull the other party's back before dying.
Just as Wang Hong's long sword was about to be cut down, his cold face suddenly moved, as if he had noticed something unexpected to him.
‘In the late stage of the Nascent Soul, there is such a magical aura. I think there is only the Six Paths of the Great Saint in the entire Chaos Star Sea.’
‘What a hell, these old guys who don’t show up on weekdays are so coincidental, wandering around this deserted island?’
‘It is not difficult to quickly kill this silhouette with the help of the local geography. It will take about ten minutes to leave the other party’s corpse and magic weapon.’
‘I have no way of taking this adventure, but I can’t end up getting nothing.’
In this deserted and vast and flat sea area, Wang Hong's spiritual exploration range far exceeds that of the inland areas.
Just now, due to the torrent of the law, the mental power was affected, so he did not notice that Lao Fu appeared near the deserted island.
Now the remaining laws of the King of Pluto have dissipated. As soon as the Six Extreme Saints flew thousands of miles away, Wang Hong instantly sensed the trace.
The master of the Demonic Way of Chaos Star Sea has complex and mysterious methods, which is not comparable to the old man in front of him. Perhaps the latter's combat power was not weaker than the former during his heyday, but now it is definitely far inferior to the other party.
Even if he has the advantage of the territory and has the assistance of formation, Wang Hong dared not speak out that he would defeat this demon, let alone deal with two powerful enemies at the same time?
Wang Hong kept moving his hands, but his mind was full of thoughts.
Seeing that Lao Tzu, who was unable to escape, had already appeared to be ready to fight to the death. His eyes flashed, suddenly stopped his sword and said with a calm face:
"Wang used his secret technique in this remote place. You have successively broken through the protective formations and disrupted Wang's important plan. Now that it has reached this point, shouldn't you give me an explanation?"
Although Lao Teng is a monster that advocates strength as the most respected, the long years have also brought him a very high IQ. After hearing what Wang Hong said, he immediately understood the meaning of the other party's words.
Why did this strange human monk suddenly let go? He just looked like he was trying to kill me?
The eyes that were big fists narrowed slightly, and the old man said after thinking for a moment:
"What kind of explanation do you want? I've been alive for a few days anyway. If this explanation is too difficult, it's better to pull a cushion to the Netherworld!"
Although Lao Feng said it very tough, the actual meaning revealed was that he still wanted to compromise with Wang Hong.
They have all lived to the end of their lives, and they don’t care so much about life and death.
But this time when it came out, it carried several treasures from the clan. If all fell into the cracks in the space, the blow to the royal family would be beyond imagination.
The space crack is not other places. Even if these treasures have been sacrificed by blood, they can sense the approximate location through secret techniques.
But once it falls into the vast and boundless and dangerous extraterritorial void, the royal family of the Little Kingdom has no possibility of recovering it.
First, the great elder of the late Nascent Soul stage fell, and then lost many treasures. Even if the royal family still has a late Nascent Soul stage patriarch, they will definitely not be able to maintain their position as the overlord of the outer sea.
Chapter completed!