In the land of the ancient star East Pole, a scorching sun rises in the sky, and the scorching snowflakes in the entire East Pole land turn into ice water, flowing along the ditches and ravines on the ground into the endless sea of thawing stars.
Turning around slowly, Xuan Tian looked at Li Qingming with a hint of confusion and anger on his face, and said, "Fellow Taoist Qingming, I don't know what you mean by this?"
Yes, that cyan light and shadow was created by Li Qingming.
In fact, Li Qingming felt very strange. The soul-searching technique can be said to be the lowest level technique in the Pangu world. Why is it completely different in the Zhongtian world?
It seems that no one among the creatures in the Zhongtian world knows how to use the soul-searching technique. Every time they don't get the answer they want, they just kill the enemy at every turn. This is not good and will cause a lot of trouble.
Li Qingming held the jade light ball wrapped with Yaoye Yuanshen in his hand and said: "Fellow Taoist, don't be anxious! I can get the answer that fellow Taoist wants from him!"
"Oh? I wonder if you have any magic tricks?" Xuan Tian's eyes lit up and he asked eagerly.
Li Qingming chuckled and said, "I have a skill called soul searching!"
"Searching for souls? I seem to have heard of it from somewhere..." Xuan Tian frowned and murmured a few words of underestimation. After thinking for a long time, he still asked: "Fellow Taoist, what is this soul-searching technique?"
Li Qingming threw the cyan ball of light in his hand and said: "Fellow Taoist! The so-called soul search, as the name suggests, is to search for the soul. Use the power of the soul to explore all the memories of living beings, including the memories that are thrown into the corner by the living beings and are least wanted to be remembered.
They can all be dug out. It’s just..."
"Just what?" Xuan Tian quickly asked.
"It's just that this kind of soul-searching technique also has drawbacks. It is very likely to cause memory confusion in the living being, or simply turn it into an idiot!" Li Qingming pondered for a while, and then said it.
"Oh? It's okay!" Xuan Tian clapped his hands and bowed to Li Qingming again: "Please ask fellow Taoist to cast a spell!"
Li Qingming nodded and said, "Fellow Taoist, please wait a moment!"
He put the green ball into the air, green light surged in his hand, and he was about to send the seal into the ball of light.
"The whirling thief is bald and shall die!"
Suddenly, a rough voice came from far away and interrupted Li Qingming's spell.
I saw a giant blue dragon appearing in the far sky, turning into a pillar of light, roaring crazily, and slammed into Whistle.
Everyone looked closely, only to find that it was Zhan Long who had returned!
"not good!"
Posuo, who had quietly broken free from the shackles of Xuantian's space just now, was frightened and quickly escaped.
After all, his previous injuries have not recovered, and now he is at best comparable to a mid-stage quasi-sage powerful person.
And that war dragon's energy and blood are strong, and his cultivation is obviously in the late stage of quasi-sage. If he were to receive a blow from him at this time, he would definitely die miserably.
So all he can do now is to dodge, and dodge extremely quickly.
"call out!"
Whistle was retreating rapidly like a golden lightning bolt, but Zhanlong's speed was equally astonishing.
The Dragon Clan already has an advantage in speed, not to mention that Zhan Long, as the ancestral dragon of the First Evolutionary Era, acquired the same innate abilities as the Zhulong destroyed by Li Qingming in the Pangu Universe, which was one of the laws of time.
force.
While Zhan Long, who was extremely talented, was imprisoned for many generations, he gradually integrated the power of the law of time into space, thus touching the realm of time.
Now, he is performing it at the level of the late-stage quasi-sage. This speed is simply frightening. It shatters the sky and makes time seem to go backwards.
Zhanlong followed him like a shadow, quickly chasing after Whispering, and when he was about a hundred feet away, he grabbed forward with a claw!
Zhan Long understood that he could not compete with his opponent in terms of Yuan Shen. After all, there was a huge difference in level. Although Whistle was injured, with the power of Yuan Shen there, Whistle's magical attack would definitely be stronger than his own.
However, Zhan Long believed that using his body, which was not damaged, to fight in close combat with the seriously injured Wusha, he would definitely be able to destroy his body.
Many spells must rely on the physical body to perform. What big waves can be made with only the whirling spirit of the soul?
I have to say that Zhan Long is also a very sinister guy!
It's a pity that what Zhan Long could think of was not what Po Sa could think of. Po Sa, who was scared to death by everyone and Xuan Tian, had only one thought, and that was to escape, escape from this place, escape from this ancient star, and never come back!
"Bisha, you damn don't run away!" Zhan Long was fifty feet closer to Whirlpool. The sharp dragon claws brought an unscrupulous aura and were about to touch Whirlpool's body.
"Um?"
Whispering felt the trembling of the cold hair on his chest, and was immediately frightened to the point of death! If this claw had grasped firmly, then he would definitely die without even a trace left.
Thinking of this result, an inexplicable force came from the whirling body, and the body suddenly accelerated.
"Damn it! I told you to run!" Zhan Long became furious and spat out a mouthful of bright red blood from his heart.
With the help of essence and blood, Whistle's speed picked up again, and almost in the next moment he reached Whistle's thirty feet.
"Whoosh!"
At this time, Zhan Long decisively took out his claws, and the huge claws rotated mercilessly, like a blue mountain, thick and sharp, indestructible, and grasped the whirling back with incomparable ferocity.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered, bones were broken, and tendons were broken. There was no suspense at all. Zhanlong's claw was simply too heavy, and he was slapped straight through.
The huge and sharp claws penetrated through Whistle's back and came out from the chest and abdomen. Almost all of Whistle's upper body was hollowed out except for her head.
Red blood, white bones, colorful intestines, pieces of blood foam... they are all mixed together and splashing in all directions!
The miserable look of Whistle looks very scary!
"ah!"
Whispering screamed in agony, and the power of faith suddenly began to overflow from all over his body, trying to repair his damaged body.
"Still want to recover? I'll fuck you!" Zhan Long laughed coldly, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of rich sunflower water Yin power, blasting the white power of faith to pieces.
"Buzz!"
Po Sa also wanted to gather the power of faith again, but found it extremely difficult. Feeling that a disaster was imminent, he suddenly fled his consciousness, soul, and soul into the golden elixir of relics.
"Whoops!" With a sudden movement, he escaped from the sea of consciousness in his mind, wanting to leave his physical body and escape somewhere far away.
It's a pity that the ideal is ** and the reality is very skinny.
"I've been guarding against this move of yours for a long time!" Zhan Long roared, opened his mouth again, and sprayed out a small carved dragon seal.
The small seal swelled up in the air when it caught the wind, and soon grew to the size of a human head, and smashed down against the whirling golden elixir of relics.
"ah……"
The Diaolong Xiaoyin didn't know what level of spiritual treasure it was, but it shattered the golden relic elixir at the pinnacle of the Yasheng in just one blow.
"go to hell!"
Zhan Long's eyes flashed with madness, and he commanded the small seal to press down again. (To be continued.)