Chapter 111 Unlucky and continuous color emptiness

After looking at the smooth sky for a while, Zhong Shan smiled indifferently, and a cold flashed in his eyes!

The tail of the eight poles can't break through the wall-like spring and autumn book of heaven and earth. The tail keeps beating on the spring and autumn book, killing four fierce swords. Although it is much stronger than before, it is still a little worse after all.

If the color sky urged the spring and autumn book in the past, it may have been broken because of lack of power, but now there is no problem. The power of color sky seems to be endless.

There is chaotic sword spirit on the top and Haoran Zhengqi sword on the bottom. The color sky has become extremely arrogant for a while.

"Come on, Zhongshan, you won't keep making that shrinking turtle, come out!" The sky was shouting excitedly.

Zhong Shan looked coldly at the face of the villain who was determined in this dynasty. Take a deep breath. Zhongshan doesn't want to drag on for too long, because "the tomb, in the big array, is not a place for a long battle after all.

With his right hand behind his back, a small black whirlpool suddenly appeared between his index finger and middle finger.

Magic power, collapse,.

"Zhong Shan, come out and hide in the tortoise shell as a bastard!" The color sky is still screaming.

Step on your feet.

"Wow!" Zhongshan shot at the Spring and Autumn Book.

While shooting away, one of the tails of the eight poles is synchronized with Zhongshan, blocking the chaotic sword spirit in the sky for Zhongshan. With Zhong Shan's movement, his eyes lit up. Zhong Shan couldn't calm down?

"Good!" The color is in the sky.

In the view of Sekong, as long as Zhongshan is out of the end of the eight poles, he will definitely die immediately.

"Boom n～n～n～n～～～～～～n～～～～~~~!" Zhong Shan rushed to the edge of the Spring and Autumn Book.

"Ha!" The color sky shows a sarcasm. You can't open the spring and autumn book at the end of your eight poles. Is it up to you alone?

A pinch of the formula in your hand" The Spring and Autumn Book is about to blow out super power.

But at this moment, Zhong Shan's magic power collapsed and took action.

With his right hand stretched out, a miniature black hole-like vortex crashed into the Spring and Autumn Book.

Suddenly, the small whirlpool is like a broken bamboo, and the Haoran righteous sword is extinguished, as if there is nothing in the world that can block this little whirlpool.

"What?" The color is empty and the eyelids jump.

In the distance, the sage who watched the battle also narrowed his eyes. It's "it again?"

Last time, Lingxiao Tianting, Zhong Shan used this "spell to shake back the "sky hole" in one fell swoop. Although Mi Tian noticed it at that time, Zhong Shan only took action once. With a glance, he couldn't see anything at all.

What kind of means is this for Zhongshan?

"Bow~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The small whirlpool of Zhongshan's fingertips was suddenly printed on the Spring and Autumn Book.

There was not much physical impact, and even the color sky did not feel a trace of reaction.

But in that moment, the saint saw that Zhong Shan's two fingers touched the spring and autumn book, with his two fingers as the center, and a yellow halo rushed away.

Yellow halo?

"The number of gas?" The saint of the sky was shocked.

At this moment, the sage finally understood what kind of spell it was. It was not a spell at all, but an extremely domineering magic power, a magic power that had never appeared before.

The attack is the other party, the number of gas,?

The number of qi is the foundation of human beings and the foundation of all things. Once the number of qi is gone, it will be completely over, but Zhongshan actually mastered such a strange magic power. How is this possible?

The sense of crisis in my heart is getting bigger and bigger. Can he still stay in Zhongshan?

The sense of crisis has become greater, but the color sky is suddenly numb.

Because of that moment, the Spring and Autumn Book suddenly lost control, and the connection between myself and the Spring and Autumn Book suddenly became disordered.

What's going on? How could this happen?

A great fear suddenly appeared in the heart of the color sky, and the previous ominous feeling reappeared. With strong pressure on fear, the color sky quickly contacted the Spring and Autumn Book.

At this moment, the spring and autumn book lost control of color and space, and suddenly shrank. From a wall of heaven and earth, it quickly became smaller and small!

Finally, Sekong contacted the Spring and Autumn Book again.

But at this moment, the Spring and Autumn Book has lost its advantage, because the mouth of Baji Tianwei is bigger than that of the Spring and Autumn Book.

"Ah, chicken!"

The tail of the eight poles took a bite.

"Boom!"

Swallowed the Spring and Autumn Book in one bite, and suddenly cut off the connection between the color and the sky again, and the color of the hollow shook fiercely.

"No!" The color of the sky roared.

Because the color sky has collected information, as long as you get to the things in the mouth of the eight poles, you can't take them out.

That's the Spring and Autumn Book, the ancestral version of the Spring and Autumn Book!

The spring and autumn book shakes strongly in the mouth of the eight poles, but this scene has not been seen before. Is it useful to shake?

"Bang!"

Killing the fairy sword fiercely to the color sky.

With a loud noise, the color sky trembled all over. The powerful Hongjun power knocks the power of the sword.

But at this moment, the empty face became ugly and even frightened.

It's not because the Spring and Autumn Book was swallowed, but because the color sky found a more horrible thing.

Is Hongjun's power one-time?

"No~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The color sky roared.

Zhong Shan, who was unreasonable, rushed to kill him crazily with the tail of the eight poles.

The chaotic sword spirit washed away Zhong Shan, the void was broken, but the color sky seemed to dare not fight, and it was defeated for a while.

In the distance, there was a trace of doubt in the sky. What's going on? Why doesn't the color sky fight?

Sekong didn't fight anymore, and he didn't dare to fight. At this moment, Sekong found that the power absorbed in the body just now was just Hongjun, power, just use a little, a little less. It is not inexhaustible. Moreover, his cultivation is still an ancient fairyland, and he has not been pushed to the ancestral immortal by this force.

Manipulating the saint's magic weapon, the consumption is also faster, and it is about to come out.

Sekong was frightened. He tried his best to suppress Zhongshan just now, but now it's the other way around.

What's going on? How can this kind of power be disposable? Why is it like this?

Suddenly, Sekong thought of his magical power, which was afraid of Zhong Shan. There is nothing wrong with your own magic. What's wrong is your own cognition.

Absorbing Hongjun's strength, you should impact your own cultivation to the ancestral fairyland, but no, this power is very evil. Is it just one-time?

One-time? Special power?

For a moment, a terrible thought suddenly appeared in Sekong's heart.

It was Hongjun's intention. He deliberately sealed this special power. He did it on purpose in those years. It was difficult...!

Did Hongjun start calculating me hundreds of thousands of years ago? Are these all Hongjun's arrangements?

A spirit!

The empty eyes are full of fear.

Opposite, Zhong Shan, who stepped on the tail of the eight poles, kept looking at the expression of the color sky. From the expression of the color sky, Zhong Shan saw something unexpected.

And the color sky suddenly weakened, which made Zhong Shan more suspicious of his guess.

The number of chaotic sword gas gradually decreased, and Sekong felt that his power was losing rapidly.

Looking at Zhong Shan in front of him, endless bitterness suddenly appeared on his empty face, and then his eyes turned red.

"Explosion~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A huge roar in the sky. Do your best to push your strength into the Yuanshifan.

The power of Yuanshifan soared" fiercely impacted hundreds of millions of chaotic sword spirit in the direction of Zhongshan.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!", the void swayed, and a huge black hole of millions of miles suddenly hit out.

The space slowly made up, and it was not until a sip of incense that the black hole slowly calmed down.

In mid-air, the tail of the eight poles disappeared. Zhong Shan sat cross-legged in the void. Close your eyes, as if you are practicing. In front of Zhongshan, it is the part below the waist. At the last moment, the color sky was cut off by the immortal sword.

Those legs slowly turned into the flesh of a huge dragonfly. Extremely disgusting.

Huanji swayed to the front.

"Zhong Shan, the color is dead?" "No, I'll let him go!" Zhong Shan didn't open his eyes and said lightly.

"Ah? Let him go? Aren't you going to kill him? And the queen, the first queen of great love is the Yuan Shifan...!" Huanji was extremely incomprehensible.

"I know, I know" Don't disturb me, there are enemies around, be careful!" Zhong Shan said the last sentence, and a huge light cocoon appeared all over his body.

Is there an enemy? Huanji's face changed and she searched around.

not far away, the saint saw the color sky leaving and stared at Zhong Shan, and it was difficult to make a decision in his eyes for a moment.

The power of Zixiao Palace is actually that kind of illusory one-off power? Hongjun's calculation? What on earth is he calculating? Do you want to go by yourself? Or stay and destroy Zhongshan?

Staring at Zhong Shan, Mi Tiantian fought until Sekong completely left Mi Tian's sight, and Mi Tian turned his eyes to Zhong Shan.

Seeing the cocoon around Zhongshan, Mi Tian's eyes narrowed, but this, this is impossible!

The sky almost screamed.

The ancient immortals and eight heavens!

The nine heavens of the ancient immortals?

Zhongshan broke through? Did Zhong Shan break through? How could this happen?

A thrilling feeling emerged in the heart of the world. This Zhongshan is so terrible, so terrible that it can't go on like this. A strong sense of murder burst out from the eyes of the sky.

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"How could this happen? How could it be like this?"

Only the color of the upper body is empty, grabbing Yuan Shifan, escaping and shouting in disbelief, fake? Is it fake? Hongjun's power is actually fake?

The color sky looked at the broken lower body, and his face was full of fear. If it hadn't been for the last desperate throw to wash all the strength of Yuan Shifan, he would have died today.

The Spring and Autumn Book was also captured by Zhong Shan. The power was fake, and I made it like this again.

"Why am I so unlucky!" The color was empty and screamed bitterly.

Dismembered limbs, color empty is not afraid, color empty body is a worm, and the amputated limbs can grow out.

After a while, the lower body of the color sky has grown a long body, but the lower body of the rebirth cannot be deformed. It doesn't become a human leg.

"How could this happen? Why am I so unlucky!" Sekong said bitterly again.

I have no choice but to recuperate. Only after recuing for a long time can I recover.

Slowly flew into a valley below, with an inverted heart, and the sky was ready to escape into the earth.

However, the matter is not over yet. Yuan Shifan in Sekong's hand suddenly trembled, as if after a force was poured in just now, Yuan Shifan resisted the color.

Infinite black gas emerges from the Yuanshi Banner. No matter how the color space is controlled, the Yuanshi Banner ignores the color space, as if it quickly absorbs the air around the heaven and earth.

A huge sense of oppression emerged from the Yuanshi flag, as if a peerless demon suddenly appeared in it.

The hair that had just fallen in the color sky suddenly stood up at this moment.

God's warning, great danger! It's as dangerous as Zhongshan just now.

The color and empty consciousness can't be penetrated at all. I can only stare at my eyes, don't believe it, look at it in disbelief, and secretly shout in my heart that today's bad luck.