The expression of the white-haired old man changed.
Some can't believe it.
Under his own universe, all living beings will fall into stagnation, and even their consciousness will be completely frozen.
But this dog.
He was actually able to break free from the universe!
Simply incredible!
Da Mao stared at the white-haired old man, with a cold look in his eyes.
The white-haired old man also stared at Da Mao, his expression gradually becoming serious.
He was surprised to find that with his cultivation in the semi-sacred realm, he was unable to see through this dog's realm.
In his eyes, the dog's body seemed to be in chaos.
Too strange!
How could there be such a creature in the world?
at this time.
A big-haired dog moved its paw.
It's about to take action.
But at this moment.
"Why do you feel so uncomfortable?"
Ye Qingyun's voice suddenly sounded.
The white-haired old man suddenly turned around.
Looking at Ye Qingyun in disbelief.
I saw Ye Qingyun twisting his neck and arms.
It looks like the preparatory movements of an elderly person before performing a square dance.
"What is the origin of this person? He is not affected by my magical powers?"
The white-haired old man was shocked again.
I am a semi-saint myself.
He has comprehended a ray of the Great Way of Heaven and Earth, and has entered the hall, shrunk the ground to a foot, and shifted his body.
This universe, heaven and earth, is the magical power created by this white-haired old man combined with the Tao he has understood.
Very powerful!
Few people can resist a half-saint of the same realm.
You have to be at least in the saint realm to be able to completely break free.
This dog is mysterious and unpredictable, maybe it is some unparalleled power from the ancient demon clan.
But this young man with an unattractive appearance could hardly feel any cultivation.
In the eyes of semi-saints like the white-haired old man, they are just pure ants.
But such an ant can actually move freely under its own magical power.
Ye Qingyun was indeed not affected.
But he also found that no one else around him was moving.
And it didn't move at all.
The kind that doesn't even move his eyes or hair.
Ye Qingyun was startled.
look around.
I have never found an old man with white hair.
exist.
"What the hell? What's wrong with you?"
Ye Qingyun quickly came to Huikong.
He poked Huikong's head with his finger.
Huikong remained motionless.
He took a breath.
Ye Qingyun's face changed with fright.
Damn it!
Not breathing!
Isn't this a fool's errand?
When he came to Yue Xia again, he also took a breath.
Still not breathing.
When Damao saw Ye Qingyun walking towards him, he immediately pretended not to move.
Ye Qingyun put his fingers in front of Da Mao's nose.
Da Mao naturally held his breath.
"What's going on?"
Ye Qingyun was so anxious that he almost cried.
No matter whether they were humans or dogs, they were all dead.
Each one looks like an ice sculpture.
This made Ye Qingyun, the only one who could move, panic.
But soon.
Ye Qingyun couldn't help but start thinking wildly again.
He looked at Yuetixia and then at the others.
No one can move.
But only he can move.
Why does this look so much like a certain art form created by someone who had a good life?
Time Stop Series!
If you can only move yourself, doesn't that mean you can do whatever you want?
Do whatever you want!
Ye Qingyun looked at Yuexiaxia several times.
But he quickly slapped himself twice.
"Ye Qingyun! You are simply not human!"
"At such a strange time, are you actually thinking about this kind of thing?"
"Aren't you too beastly?"
Ye Qingyun slapped himself and cursed at himself.
This blinded the white-haired old man hiding in the dark.
What's going on with this guy?
Why are you talking to yourself all of a sudden and slapping yourself?
Too strange!
To be continued...