Liquefy?

No, it's atomization, it's spiritual energy atomization, because the spiritual energy is in the sea of spiritual energy, gathering too much, so that there are signs of atomization, although there is only a trace, it makes Qin Munan very happy.

When he was reborn and returned, his cultivation was traumatized, and there was too little left, and almost everything started all over again. Cultivation started from the lowest level of the Breaking Mortal Realm, he originally thought that the earth's aura was too thin, and it would take at least three or five years to achieve the atomization of the aura of the Mortal Realm.

Unexpectedly, just over a week after he came back, he achieved it ahead of schedule.

Hehe, this is thanks to Chen Cangsheng, if there is no Wanlong Gathering Emperor Dragon Vein in the Chen family's ancestral house, and there is no Imperial Dragon Qi of the Dragon Vein, the spiritual energy atomization will not be so easy.

This has to be thanked to Wu Kunlun of the Wu family, thanks to the lonely master of Longquan Temple, thanks to Lei Feng of the Lei family, thanks to Wei Tong, and thanks to the hostile forces that came to crusade against the Qin family tonight, without them, there would be no possibility of spiritual energy atomization.

With so much vitality, he directly fed his sea of aura.

Qin Munan was very pleased.

Standing in the Nine Ghost Fire, Qin Munan, who usually had a melancholy face, had a rare stretch of facial muscles, but soon, the stretched muscles of his face froze, and there was some confusion on his face.

What is confusing is that after the aura showed signs of atomization, it did not stop, but was further evolving. In the sea of full aura, a wisp of white mist was generated, and there was very little white mist, floating in the sea of aura, turning in one direction, and a cyclone similar to the Milky Way appeared.

Wrong!

In the previous life, having lived for 100,000 years, being the Venerable of All Worlds, and being the hegemon of the Immortal Cultivation Realm, Qin Munan easily felt that something was wrong. Normal aura atomization, after the aura turns into fog, it generally floats quietly in the sea of aura and does not form a galaxy-shaped cyclone.

Now the spirit mist is not only floating, but also rotating in a counterclockwise direction with a rapid speed.

What is this cyclone?

Even if Qin Munan was reincarnated by the Fire Cloud Demon Venerable, he didn't come up with it if he wanted to break his head, and the unknown made him a little worried, but fortunately, the current cyclone did not harm his body, and everything was normal.

Of course, in addition to worrying, he was also a little happy, it seemed that after this cyclone was generated, the speed of devouring the Yuan Qi was a notch faster, and the speed of transferring the Spiritual Qi was faster.

With this discovery, Qin Munan's heart moved and he began to test. Standing on the top of the dome, he clenched his fists with both hands and struck downward, and the nine ghost fires burning on his body were like being poured with a bucket of gas.

Qiang Qiang, fist toward, hand has not touched the steel structure of the dome of the terminal, a thick steel column will make a clanging sound, creaking sound constantly, as if being pressed by 100 tons of Taishan stone, instantly deformed, collapsed.

Belch!

Good smooth aura luck, this is the effect of the cyclone!

Qin Mu Nan was slightly shocked.

Good things, cultivating immortals and seeking the Tao, slaughtering immortals and killing gods, what you are asking for is a word, fast, the aura is fast, and you can be one step ahead.

Martial arts in the world, only fast is not broken!

In the same level and level, you can crush your opponent by milliseconds ahead of people.

At this point, Qin Munan couldn't help but investigate the cyclone on the sea of aura again, like the Milky Way, and like a hurricane map.

Is that called a galactic cyclone, or a cloud map cyclone?

Call it a galactic cyclone, atmospheric.

After giving the cyclone a name, Qin Munan's attention was withdrawn from the sea of aura and returned to the dome of the terminal.

In the terminal, the silence continued, Wei Wanqing, Song Celadon , Qin He and others were silent, Tao Jiacheng, Tao Jiaxin, Xu Heming, and Peng Bingqiang naturally did not dare to speak out.

Peng Bingqiang held a broom, his whole body trembled, if it weren't for leaning against the wall of the hall, he would have slumped on the ground.

His gaze was filled with deep fear, his eyes bulging out, and if he stared at them any longer, they would have to pop out. The mouth that used to be pursed is now slightly open, which is a symptom of extreme fear.

He looked up at the fifty-odd people in the terminal, looked at Wu Kunlun who was sluggish for a while, looked at the lonely teacher who stained his lips with blood foam, and then looked at the eyelids turned up, revealing the white pupils of the fish's belly...... In short, his gaze wandered, and he would stop for a moment on each person suspended in the air.

More than fifty people, more than fifty strong people who had once rampaged in Nanling, were suspended in mid-air lifelessly at this time, motionless, too shocking.

Peng Bingqiang was so frightened that he didn't dare to look at it and withdrew his gaze.

Burst.

A dull sound of vomiting blood sounded, Peng Bingqiang's head shrank slightly, his shoulders suddenly rose slightly, and the whole person trembled.

He didn't need to look at it, he knew that there was another strong man under Qin Munan's Nine Ghost Fire, his soul collapsed, and he vomited blood and died.

He didn't remember how many times he had heard it, no less than forty, and almost every five seconds, a strong man fell.

Burst.

When he was thinking about which strong man would fall, another dull sound sounded, and Peng Bingqiang's body trembled again.

He was relatively close to Manshu, Qin He and the others, and was not affected by the Nine Ghost Fire, and his fear came entirely from the fall of those strong people who knew each other.

In mid-air, suspended, now dead, there was a Huang Yuanjing Grandmaster who was stronger than him, and more than twice as strong as him, he was easily destroyed, and he didn't even touch Qin Munan's clothes.

At this moment, he was wondering if Qin Munan would come down to take their lives when the powerhouses suspended in mid-air were all dead.

Two hours ago, he and Xu Heming, Tao Jiacheng, and Tao Jiaxin attacked Qin Munan, such a serious offense, it is estimated that Qin Munan will not let them go.

With these things in mind, how could he not be afraid?

This dull sound of vomiting blood, in his ears, was the clock handed by black and white impermanence, and every time it rang, it was one step closer to death.

Burst.

Burst.

Burst.

…… I don't know how many times it sounded, and when the dull sound of vomiting blood sounded again, Peng Bingqiang, who was bowing his head and shoulders, couldn't suppress the curiosity of who died, mechanically twisted his head, tilted his neck, wrinkled his eyelids, and used the afterglow of his eyes to glance at the people in the suspended killing aura, and then fixed his eyes on the person who had just died.

It was Lei Feng who had just died.

Lei Feng, who had a fat head and big ears, at this time, his head was drooping, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his soul had collapsed and he was dead.

Lei Feng is dead!

Next one is Wei Hitomi, right?

No, Wei Tong's eyelids turned white, his hands drooped weakly, the corners of his mouth were full of blood foam, and he died.

Are they all dead?

Peng Bingqiang glanced at it again and found that there were more than 50 people, basically all of whom were dead, and only Wu Kunlun and Lonely Master were still alive.

The next one is Silence's turn.

Go down to Wu Kunlun.

Next up is them!

Thinking of this, Peng Bingqiang shuddered.

Standing against the wall, his courage was broken, and he didn't even have the courage to escape.

At this moment, in his heart, Qin Munan was the king of Yama from the eighteenth layer of hell.

Peng Bingqiang is like this, Tao Jiacheng, Tao Jiaxin, and Xu Heming are not much better, looking at the strong men who are already dead, their faces are bloodless.