Chapter 779 Black Armor Strongman

Fang Yun closed his eyes and felt it for a while, and immediately understood that the three large-range power of time referred to by the clock of heaven and earth refers to the range bounded by a radius of 20 miles, which can be used for three times of "time stationary" or "time acceleration" and "time deceleration".

The force of time in a small range refers to the "time acceleration" with time acceleration within ten times and a range of less than 1,000 feet, or "time deceleration" but no time stationary.

Of all the warrior's abilities, time ability consumes the most energy. It consumes even more than the strongest unique learning performed by martial artists.

Therefore, if you are not sure, you will be able to kill the other party after using it. Even the top martial artists rarely use the power of time they have mastered. This kind of energy consumption is too huge.

Walk along the finger bones all the way. Fang Yun is constantly plundering energy, time and space debris. Suddenly, "Huh?"

In the twelfth section, where the finger bone leads to the palm, Fang Yun stopped. Each part of the three-elephant magic weapon is a vast and different space, but this is not the point.

Just in front of Fang Yun, at the end of the long corridor, there stands an all-in-one white bone altar. Above the altar, a strong man of the Heavenly Evil Sect in a black robe sat on the top of the altar, motionless. His eyes were extremely sharp, as if he had penetrated the void and looked at another place.

"The strong man in the star world is slightly worse than the evil ancestors."

Fang Yun stared at it for a moment and immediately judged the strength of the strong man of the evil sect. If it was somewhere else, Fang Yun would directly beat him away.

But now, in the "hand of the evil god", you can't do this. Severe energy collision can easily attract the attention of other stronger people in the magic weapon. It was even noticed by the spirit of the "Hand of the Evil God". That's not what Fang Yun wanted.

"Leave, don't move the energy and crystals here!" Fang Yun weighed for a moment and said.

"Master, the quality of this space crystal is so high!"

The clock of heaven and earth is a little reluctant. Just above the head of the man in black, a piece of space the size of a goose egg, shining and shining" hung there unabashedly, within reach.

Such a large space fragment is still rare. As long as Fang Yun moves fast enough to take this space crystal, it is not impossible.

"Leave! I really want to take it. Wait a minute. Let's talk about it when we leave.

Fang Yun said indifferently.

There are nine fingers in the hand of the evil god, and they have only passed one of them now. There are still eight that have not entered.

Although the world and the world are a little reluctant to give up, they are still at their own interests. Shrinking to the size of dust, he passed in front of the man in black and entered the depths of the magic weapon.

The core of the hand of the evil god is a three-story castle-like huge structure. The inner wall of the magic weapon is covered with a fierce, blood vessel-like dense veins, which is extremely strange.

Fang Yun detoured all the way" carefully passed through one level, banned, and finally entered the second thumb bone...

In Haohan's boundless dark void, the competition between two three-piece magic weapons is becoming more and more intense.

The "Hand of the Evil God" has always been at a disadvantage in the competition. With the passage of time, this disadvantage has become more and more obvious.

"No!"

On the back of the finger of the three elephant magic weapon "Hand of the Evil God", a horrible old man with a white head and a magnificent breath like a prison, blinked his eyelids: "There is a problem." The old man is very strange. His upper body is a human body, but his lower body is a black flame burning. It looks extremely weird.

This man is the host of the hand of the evil god!

In recent times, he feels more and more unable to do it. This kind of power is not because the "Qiankuntu" is powerful. In fact, the strength of the Qiankuntu has not changed. What has changed is the "hand of the evil god".

The gray-haired old man recalled carefully and immediately found that the last three fights were less powerful than usual.

"Evil god, what's going on? Why did the energy suddenly decrease?

The white-haired old man separated a wisp of divine consciousness and connected the "hand of the evil god" of the spiritual way.

The weapon of the hand of the evil god did not answer. Instead, it separated part of the magnificent spiritual power, covered the whole magic weapon, and checked it.

"The energy in the sixth and seventh fingers has been reduced by one-fifth out of thin air." A moment later, a cold, huge consciousness slowly responded.

"One-fifth less?"

The old man was stunned: "What do you mean?"

Even if it is a low-level man-level magic weapon, there is rarely a loss of energy. Only the magic weapon of defective products can have such a huge energy loss.

Although the "Hand of the Evil God" was achieved very late, it was not as powerful as the universe. But it is a finished product, and there will be no such low-level fbreak at all.

"The Hand of the Evil God" is silent, and its huge consciousness seems to be thinking. And I fell into some kind of confusion: "I don't know either. This energy seems to have disappeared from the inside out of thin air. It has not been lost to the outside, and no intruder has been found.

The old man frowned, and it didn't take long. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he immediately sneered: "Okay, that's good! I'm here to deal with the universe map. Unexpectedly, someone took advantage of the fire and hit me with the idea!"

Lan lost energy but did not lose it outside. 〖 The answer is very simple." Someone must have sneaked into the hands of the evil god and stole energy.

Although I don't know how the other party did it. But the old man is sure of this.

"Yes, we seem to have lost 18 time fragments and twelve space fragments."

The consciousness of the hand of the evil god once again came to the mind of the white-haired old man.

The white-haired old man's face suddenly became ferocious: "Dark Sky Demon King, go! Find the intruder and kill him! I want to see his head!", "Yes, ancestor!" In the hand of the evil god, a strong man with a breath of thunder suddenly stood up and disappeared. Under the guidance of the "Hand of the Evil God", he went to the place where the fragments of time had been lost recently.

Eighteen time fragments and twelve space fragments, which means that in a short period of time, 30 magic weapons were paralyzed without his knowledge. This number is not much, but it is definitely not much.

Tianxie Laozu didn't expect that someone dared to hit his magic weapon under his eyes. This is equivalent to slapping him hard in the face.

"This damn thing! He is really bold!" The evil ancestor's face was pale and he gritted his teeth. If it weren't for the pressure from the universe map, he couldn't get out of it at all. He really wants to fly over and kill that guy with one slap!

"Hahaha" Heavenly Evil Son" became weak so soon. I said earlier, "You are old. In that case, "I'll send you to the west!" A burst of laughter came from the opposite side, like the "Qiankuntu" like the mainland. At the end of the eyes of the evil ancestor, a full-body golden armor, powerful martial arts giant, stepped in the center of the universe map, laughing loudly.

"Bullshit!", the evil ancestor trembled with anger all over his body. He is a strong enemy on the outside and worries on the inside. Being ridiculed by the other party, he immediately couldn't help losing his mind and scolding a dirty word.

In the identity of the evil ancestor, this sentence is a great loss of identity. He was shocked to hear his own voice. Knowing that the inexplicably lost thirty fragments of time and space was really exciting to him, that's why he was so out of state.

"Nonsense, take your life!"

The evil ancestor bit his teeth, destroyed his palms, and the rolling thunder set off a torrent of death and rolled towards the other end of the void.

"Hahaha" lost his mind, martial arts taboo! The evil ancestor, you are dying!"

In the mighty and domineering laughter, the sun and thunder set off a cyan torrent, rolling in...

"It's not good. The hand of the evil god has noticed us!"

While plundering energy and time fragments, Fang Yun suddenly felt a magnificent "indescribable spiritual force" and suddenly passed by.

Although this power did not stop, Fang Yun keenly felt that it was inappropriate.

"Enough, open here again now!"

From this slight change, Fang Yun instinctively felt a trace of danger. The idea just flashed through his mind. Fang Yun made a decision without hesitation and fled out.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a rolling black flame swept over with the power of death and silence. This force is extremely condensed, and every inch of space is like a strong man of the seven grades, with all his strength.

The vast power passes through every inch of the space composed of twelve magic weapons, which is extremely fierce.

"It's not good!" Fang Yun's face changed and he immediately knew that he had met a master. The other party's own breath can be hidden from the weapon of the evil god's hand. So I used this most violent, arrogant and effective way to sweep every inch of space and carpet-like search space with powerful energy.

Although the heaven and earth Wanhua clock can simulate the breath inside the magic weapon, so as to hide the other party's spirit. But after all, it is not nothing. It is impossible for the other party to search by this kind of violent means.

"Buzz!"

As a last resort, Fang Yun sent out a force to block the evil spirit of death.

"Hmm! I found you!" A cold voice echoed in the space, full of cruelty and cruelty. At first, this pawn seemed to be far away, so he was close in front of him in the blink of an eye.

"Wow!"

A gust of wind surged by, and a man in strangely shaped dark armor immediately appeared in the hundreds of miles of finger bone space. The long black hair was scattered behind the head and danced fiercely with the wind.

His eyes were as cold as ice that had not melted for ten thousand years. As soon as he looked up, he stared at the void and turned into a square cloud the size of dust. That punch was not intended to kill the enemy, but to find out the whereabouts of the enemy.

The atmosphere, like a tight string, became tense in an instant!