The power of the domain enveloped the huge space, and from a distance, it looked like an ink-colored ball suspended in the air. Long Wenmu and the top grader were wrapped in it, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside from the outside.
In the field, the high-grade Heavenly Demon Master stared blankly at the completely changed environment. From the mountains outside Fang City to the beautiful rivers and mountains now. Everything in the field of vision has changed, and everything that feels on the skin is no longer the same.
Even the soul is wrapped in strangeness.
A few dozen feet away in front of him stood a figure that looked like a ghost. It was this figure that made him feel panic and panic that he had never experienced before. This shock almost overflowed from his body.
He saw the young man waving gently, and his vision was covered by darkness.
In this darkness, only the man's two eyes were as bright as the guiding stars, and even more like will-o'-the-wisps under the Nine Netherworld.
The high-grade Heavenly Demon Master wanted to stretch out his hand, but his body could not move, as if it was covered and suppressed by layers of thick mud.
The night disappears, the day alternates, and the light of the sky makes people's eyes hurt.
The sky and the earth are spinning, the sun and the moon are alternating, and the whole world has become a huge spiral. The sun and the moon are in the same sky, and day and night appear at the same time.
The top-grade Heavenly Demon Master wanted to speak out in fear, but even he couldn't hear the tone he spat out. This world was like a strange beast, swallowing up all his perceptions.
Shangpin seemed to notice something strange about his body. His eyes moved downward. He saw that his clothes were torn and his skin was covered with bloody scars. He was bleeding profusely, but he didn't notice it at all.
Black cracks clung to his body like thin snakes. These black cracks cut his body unconsciously. These cracks were cracks in space, and they were also countless invisible blades cut out of time and space.
The cracks in space are sharper than the demon soldiers, and can even cut through the bodies of top-grade ones.
He raised his eyes again, his pupils instantly shrunk to needlepoints, and he saw Long Wenmu one step away from him.
He didn't notice when Long Wenmu came so close to him, as if that time had been taken away alive.
Great panic exploded in his heart, a kind of boundless chill as he saw the door of death open.
He saw Long Wenmu clenching his fist and raising his fist.
Everything is wrong, the whole world is in chaos and chaos.
Time, space, perception, soul, everything is intertwined, chaotic like a ball of thread.
In this world, he felt that he had become a twisted shape, and the person opposite him who raised his fist was also twisted. This distortion was being slowly pulled by the spiral in the center of the world, and even the inherent shape seemed to be the same.
Field illusion.
In his eyes, there was a fist falling towards him.
The fist was very slow, almost not moving at all. He was suddenly in a trance, and then found that the fist had sunk deeply into his chest.
The fist went from far away to his chest, and the process in between didn't exist!
The fear accumulated by the high-grade Heavenly Demon Master exploded in an instant, and his only thought was one word - death!
He himself was going to die! In front of a great demon master, in front of this unpredictable power, he was going to die!
The power of the top-grade Heavenly Demon Master surged crazily, and his desire to survive and the fear of facing death urged him to exceed the limit and ignite the power of his whole body.
He roared wildly and roared! He used all his strength to resist this unknown weirdness.
The space shattered around him, like a mirror shattering into countless pieces. Among these fragments, the figure of the puncher was also quickly shattered.
Then the next moment, the whole world exploded under his breath, and invisible fragments were scattered in all directions like raindrops in a heavy rain.
The eyes of the high-ranking Heavenly Demon Master flashed, and the strange distortion disappeared. What refilled his field of vision was the original world, the scenery outside the city.
The fear that enveloped him was gradually peeled away, and the sweat on his forehead fell down like a floodgate, wetting his face.
At this moment, he still couldn't understand what happened just now.
The high-grade Heavenly Demon Master gasped loudly, almost spitting out his lungs.
He gasped and squirted out a mouthful of blood, which contained fragments of internal organs.
On his chest, there was a depression as big as the mouth of a bowl. This depression almost ran through his body, and his ribs and spine had been shattered.
His red eyes stared intently at Long Wenmu, who was a few feet away in front of him. Long Wenmu was also covered in blood.
At first glance, Long Wenmu's condition was not much better than him. Blood was pouring from all his orifices, and he was almost in a state of collapse, trying to maintain control of the air.
The high-grade Heavenly Demon Master knew very well that if he had not finally shattered that weird space, he would be a dead person now. The other party's miserable appearance was due to the backlash after the space was shattered.
The high-grade Heavenly Demon Master pointed at him with trembling fingers in shock and anger, and roared in a high-pitched voice: "You...monster!"
He had no words to say, and the torso with his head down fell weakly. Murphy was behind him, holding his head with a long black knife.
Cut off the head with one knife!
If it weren't for his serious injuries, he wouldn't have been killed without any room for resistance. But he paid a high price to escape from that weird world.
Murphy's blade trembled, he put the head away, and hurriedly stepped forward to support Long Wenmu.
Long Wenmu almost fainted as his vision went dark. The backlash from the destruction of his domain was far greater than he imagined, and his demonic power was completely exhausted. If the top grader had tried another desperate move just now, Long Wenmu felt that he would be defeated today.
Planted here.
Murphy took him slowly back to the ground.
Long Wenmu landed with his feet on the ground, unable to use any strength at all. He was a little unsteady and simply sat cross-legged on the ground.
Murphy put away his weapon, looked at Long Wenmu who was adjusting his breath, and then looked at several corpses not far away, shuddered and sniffed.
"You are such a fucking monster." Murphy said the same thing as a top-grade demon master.
I didn't think much about it when I was playing, but after the fight I realized how terrifying it was.
He killed three low-level demon masters, the middle-level ones were seriously injured by him and fled, and even the high-level ones were severely injured by him. With this record, are they still human?
"Hey, brother, how did you hurt that top grader?" Murphy scratched his head and couldn't figure it out.
Long Wenmu opened his mouth in a deep voice, weakly saying: "It's a fluke."
Mo Fei believed him, there was no such luck in the world. When he saw the black ball, he roughly guessed that it was a power similar to the domain. A great demon master had the power of a domain? It was not a monster.
Does he have this kind of power? No matter from which angle you look at it, he is definitely not a human being.
Long Wenmu exhaled a deep breath.
Although he won the battle, this battle was quite thrilling, especially the confrontation in the field.
The power he finally exerted was his final trump card, and he has not used it a few times so far.
This kind of power actually came from that time in the mausoleum. Xihe asked him to rewrite the Guiyi Jue, and he also encountered some wonderful things during that insight.
Different from any kind of power he knows, this feeling is undoubtedly at a higher level.
However, what he got from that realization was too vague, and he couldn't quite understand it himself.
The only thing he can do now is to use a little bit of the feeling he caught that time in the world of the realm. This is the move he used when he injured the top grade.
However, as a move, this is far from complete, and it requires the help of a field to perform.
It is precisely because of this that he does not want to use this trick unless it is absolutely necessary. Once it is broken, he will end up like this.
His body was covered in blood, his demonic power was depleted, and he was more than miserable.
Long Wenmu calmed down and concentrated on recovery.
If someone came to trouble him at this time, he might not even have the strength to fight back.
But fortunately, Murphy was by his side. Murphy was more loyal than he thought and never left his side.
Waiting until a certain moment, Long Wenmu opened his eyes again.
The most serious backlash was the draining of his demonic power, and the injuries were not serious.
My whole body is still a little weak, but I can move around without much problem.
He saw Murphy lying on his side not far away, holding a piece of grass in his mouth, thinking about something in a coquettish posture.
"Oh, I'm awake." Murphy didn't get up, he just raised his head back.
"Thank you." Long Wenmu said. This was the only way he could express his feelings towards Mo Fei's generosity.
Murphy didn't care about thanking him, and just started to look deeply into the distance again. With his thick nerves, he didn't know what he was thinking about.
"Hey, let me ask you something," Mo Fei seemed to have something on his mind, "Which force are you from?"
He had asked this question more than once, and he actually came back to it again.
And after asking, he added one more sentence: "Also, my surname is Mo..."
His surname is Mo? Long Wenmu only suffered some injuries and his brain was not damaged. How can he still know his surname? I can't understand what he is saying.
"Yunxuan Sect, Long Wenmu." After a pause, Long Wenmu introduced himself again, this time much more solemnly than before.
There is no need to hide anything from Murphy.
"It shouldn't be..." Murphy showed that he was surprised by the result.
"Why are you lying to me?" Long Wenmu didn't know what he was expecting.
"You are the Yunxuan Sect, but that was not..." Mo Fei hesitated, jumped up from the ground, and pursed his lips.
The warm wind blew through the huge mountains.
"Okay, I believe you." Murphy sat down again in frustration and muttered to himself, "Yunxuan Sect? I heard some news recently. Are you from the Holy Spirit Continent?"
"Yes." Long Wenmu said truthfully.
He didn't know Mo Fei's background before, so he didn't reveal anything related to him. But this time, he was fighting behind enemy lines side by side, and he felt that there was no need to hide it, at least to the person in front of him.
Murphy nodded seriously, obviously believing it.
He changed his sitting position according to his wishes and straightened his waist.
"Where did you learn the trick of turning into a monster just now?" he suddenly asked again.
Turn into a monster? I'm afraid he means demonization.
"I met someone who knew this trick before, and I learned it accidentally." Long Wenmu said.
"It's accidental. It's no wonder. I'll give you a piece of advice..." He smiled but was very serious.
"What advice?"
"Just don't use any tricks indiscriminately, or you may get killed." Mo Fei said very certain words in a casual tone.
Long Wenmu paused and thought about it for a moment before he understood what he meant.
Demonization is the secret technique of the Black Dragon Palace, and in the Sky Demon Continent, the Black Dragon Palace is an out-and-out cult, and they are two different extremes from the Holy Alliance.
I ignored this issue in the past, but I’m afraid I’ll have to pay more attention to it in the future. If I’m not careful when using demonization, it’s likely to misunderstand others.
Something flew from a distance, Long Wenmu raised his hand to catch it, and found that it was a magical storage device similar to the Qiankun Ring.
"Death to that top-grade guy, all their stuff is in there," Murphy said.
"Give it all to me?" Long Wenmu's spiritual thoughts poured into it, and he found that there were quite a lot of things inside. Mo Fei gave everything to himself, and he probably didn't take anything.
"Money is something external to the body." Mo Fei said generously, and added, "I am extremely rich."
Long Wenmu smiled, but seeing his mean look, he didn't try to persuade him.
I checked the things inside, and there were quite a lot of good stuff. It seemed that the high-ranking one had quite a rich family, but I don’t know about the low-ranking ones because they were all mixed together. But it didn’t matter, anyway, their things were now their trophies.
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There were nearly fifty yuan of demon marrow inside, which made Long Wenmu secretly happy for a while. Moreover, he actually found a broad sword made entirely of earth demon material inside.
It's a pity that Long Wenmu doesn't use a sword, he just wants to use a sword.
Other miscellaneous things are not bad and should be worth a lot of money. If you don't need them, you can find an opportunity to sell them to Wanfu Bao Pavilion.