Chapter 159: Far Away

After three breaths, Shen Chong could no longer resist the repulsive power of the Zhenhun White Bone Tower. It was dark in front of him, and time and space began to twist. The whole Zhenhun White Bone Tower, no, the whole Juexianling was no longer near Funiu Mountain. I don't know where it was moved. Light popped out of this space, and each light was a martial artist, except Among the more than ten people in the Zhenhun White Bone Tower, there are still nearly a hundred people who don't know where to hide. At this time, they are all ejected.

Then, Juexianling began to shrink.

Bang! Bump!

The atmosphere in the space became thicker and thicker, and finally began to collapse. The heaven and the earth changed color, the landslide cracked, and the vitality was disordered, like the arrival of the doomsday. The nearly 100-mile-sized Juexianling has contracted to the size of a palm, suspended in the air, like a dazzling pearl.

Whey! Whep!

One figure was popped out of a hundred miles away, and it was already in another space. Suddenly, the pressure suddenly subsided, and the mana of the gods and soul masters could also operate, as if after a long drought, the breath that had been suppressed for a long time was released.

Whether with mana or wearing a magic suit, everyone can fly away again. After being rejected, they are suspended in the air. After a little stunned, they are coincidentally attracted by the pearl transformed by the immortal mountains in the sky. The glory and the power have reached the peak of the land of Shenzhou.

The best magic weapon, Weizhen Jiuzhou.

After Wei received this magic weapon, everyone's mana clothes turned crazily, flew out, and rushed upwards. As long as they took off the pearl, they could get the power of Shenzhou.

Several masters of Han Wangsun and other gods who traveled around the world and the ancestors of Beiming also appeared in this void. The breath of Han Wangsun and others has been connected, and their mana has also been twisted into a force to fight against the ancestors of Beiming together. Suddenly, they were bounced into the outside world. The mana ran smoothly and suddenly occupied the upper hand.

Beiming's face was ugly. He knew that the soul-suppressing white bone tower had changed, and it might even be refined. Once the white bone tower was stimulated, it was no longer what he could fight against. Seeing the pearl in the sky, he did not come forward to compete with everyone. Looking at this group of ignorant masters coldly, his heart had sprouted. As a predecessor who has survived for many years, he is well aware of the power of this soul-suppressing white bone tower. Even if he is a physical warrior, after controlling this magic weapon, whether it can be completely stimulated or not, it is not what his current ability can grab, and may even be directly suppressed.

Suddenly, a ripple swung away from the pearl transformed by Jue Xianling, with a wonderful force in the ripples, as if the spring breeze was blowing the body, and it was like a divine exploration. Suddenly, everyone's magic bags and storage bags began to shake, as if something was about to rush out.

"The magic weapon, my top magic weapon, what's going on? It rushed out automatically."

"No, suppress, suppress, my elixir is going to break through the air."

Han Wangsun's face also changed, and his figure suddenly stopped. The two prefecture-level elixir and a polar magic weapon in the magic bag were shaking, as if they had heard some kind of call.

"Dat, it's a ban. The elixirs and magic weapons in the soul-suppression tower have been banned." Han Wangsun had long discovered the existence of the prohibition, but he didn't pay attention to it. As long as this kind of prohibition takes a period of time, it is not difficult to break.

But under the call of the soul-suppression tower, the prohibition on elixirs and magic weapons has changed again, all echoing with the soul-suppression tower. This echo is unrepressed even by the power of Han Wangsun.

Touch!

A magic bag exploded.

Touch!

Another storage ring exploded.

The sound of explosions sounded one after another. There was a series of bursts of storage weapons of the warriors who had seized the elixir magic weapon on the first and second floor of the soul-soul tower. The elixir and magic weapons flew out and flew to the pearl in the air. What's more terrible is that even if it is not from the treasure in the soul-soul tower, as long as it is contaminated with the forbidden gas. Xi also flew up one after another and flew to the soul tower.

"Damn, how can this prohibition come so fiercely?" Finally, Han Wangsun couldn't suppress the flying escape of the extreme elixir and the best magic weapon. A storage bag in the palm suddenly exploded, and two rabbit-like pills flew out. The best magic weapon Changkong Haoyue turned into a white light and circled out. It couldn't be suppressed, and it also drove his original magic weapons and some natural treasures.

"Damn it, this killing of the Holy King is a good plan. It has set up so many treasures for us to kill each other, not to mention that we want to take away my treasures." The cold king Sun shouted repeatedly, and only came to press down his magic weapon, but he was unable to stop the flight of the prefecture-level elixir and the long sky and bright moon wheel.

In the void, countless elixir and magic weapons wandered away, but no one robbed them anymore. In the scolding of everyone, they could only watch the long river of the former elixir wandering in the sky and finally fell into the soul-suppressing tower.

With a sound of explosion, several closer masters suddenly burst apart. Blood and flesh flew, and countless sword lights wandered. Each sword light had the power of the soul. They converged and strangled, and no one could stop it.

The people behind were horrified, and the hot mind suddenly calmed down. The best magic weapon is not what they can subdue, and even if they get close to some, it will kill them. The gathered crowd began to fly back.

With a shout, a strong light shot out, penetrating the void and forming a void. The sound of whining came from the void. The opposite side was connected to another space. Perhaps somewhere in the land of Jiuzhou, or another continent, the Juexianling was condensed again, turned into the size of dust, and was instantly thrown into the void. It disappeared.

The whine was endless, and the hole began to shrink. After counting breaths, it disappeared, and there was nothing left in the void.

Juexianling disappeared, and the void here also calmed down. From the discharge of the soul-soul tower to the disappearance of Juexianling, the time was very short, but for dozens of breaths, Shen Chong did not join the robbery of the crowd, and he did not take out any elixir tools from the soul-soul tower, which was very little affected.

Under the glance, he actually found a familiar figure. With a strange body, he wandered among the crowd without attracting attention. His petite body shape appeared from time to time, and he had to retreat at any time.

Li Yinping, she really survived, and her cultivation was more refined. Although she had not broken through the refining level, her breath was more obscure, and she was several times stronger than when she first entered Juexianling. I don't know what adventure there was.

At the same time, Li Yinping also saw Shen Chong. It was because she wanted to look for Shen Chong in the crowd that she did not retreat.

Shen Chong was about to meet Li Yinping when suddenly, a strong breath came to Shen Chong with the will to destroy.

"Bad boy, it's a big deal for me. You can't escape this time."

Beiming's ancestor, the devil also found Shen Chong. Lei Ze's land let him get Lei Lingzhu, and the soul Bai Neita let him get seven kills inheritance. Although Beiming's ancestor did not face Shen Chong, he ate twice in a row, which made him hate Shen Chong very much.

The violent magic gas poured down and filled the square circle several miles. Several martial artists were affected by the disaster of recklessness. They were swept away by the magic gas and screamed and turned into demons.

Shen Chong immediately saw the cultivation of Beiming's ancestor. Between the moves, he also recognized his moves. Unexpectedly, the Longmuxing was just a part of the soul of the demon ancestor.

It's just a soul division, and I fall into a bitter fight. My true spirit has not fully recovered. In the face of the attack and killing of the body, it can only be an escape word.

The surging magic gas swept over, and Shen Chong did not hesitate. As soon as he thought, dozens of magic weapons in the storage ring were thrown out, and several runes were also sacrificed at the same time. In a flash, the body had reached Li Yinping's side. With a roll of big sleeves, the two were really interconnected, and the speed was several minutes faster, hundreds of feet away.

The magic weapons exploded one after another, and the runes also began to burn. These runes are not yellow-level runes, but the collection of many soul masters. Each of them is above the mysterious middle grade, and even two are prefecture-level lower-grade runes, Jinyuan Tianbao talisman and Red Emperor Fire Emperor Curse. Even the ancestor of Beiming had to try to try. Avoid each other.

This is because Shen Chong felt really unable to deal with it, otherwise he would not be willing to use these two prefecture-level runes. Shen Chong and Li Yinping met in one place and were about to run away. As long as they returned to the Zongshan Gate on Seventh Avenue, no matter how strong the Beiming ancestor was, he did not dare to be presumptuous.

"This son has been inherited from the Seven Kills. Everyone has tried their best to kill him, and the benefits are endless!" Seeing that he could not stop the two from leaving, Beiming's ancestor was full of hatred and shouted repeatedly. The sound waves spread thousands of miles away, which actually had the intention of provocative.

Sure enough, several people heard the sound of shouting and gathered around. Even if they didn't believe the words of the ancestor of Beiming, they still refused to let them leave.

The ancestor of the magic door was really abominable, and the disaster moved eastward. Nearly a hundred martial artists here had a peep at the inheritance of the Seven Killing Sects. The Juexianling flew away and shattered all the illusions in their hearts. But suddenly they heard the news that someone had got treasures, and naturally they would not let go.

Shen Chong can't explain it. You should know that most of the martial artists here are people in the devil's door. Any truth doesn't make sense. They only believe in themselves. The only means is to search for souls. If it falls into their hands, it must be miserable. Shen Chong will not let mermaid meat.

"Those who block me will die!"

Shen Chong shouted loudly, and the Chiyuan sword was already in his hand. He had already sacrificed this sword, but he had never taken it out to resist the enemy.

The red flame is surging, like the water of rivers, the power of the top-quality magic weapon, even the master of the soul should avoid its edge. There are more than a dozen people blocking themselves. At the front, there are only two martial artists who have become masters. Under the hot sword spirit, they have turned into flying ashes.

"How can it be so strong that the masters of the same level will collapse at a touch!" The three people who followed were shocked. They didn't see the means of fighting with the ancestor of Beiming. Otherwise, they would not dare to participate in this kind of battle. Hearing the birth of the Seven Killing Zong Zhibao, they rushed forward to intercept it. At this time, they were shocked and retreated.