"Torn, space!"

In four simple words, the silver-white dragon claw raised by Nangong Hao also fell suddenly, and slashed fiercely in front of him out of thin air, and the sound of Zilazila burst out from the tip of the claw with a considerable number of snow-white stars, and the entire space seemed to be buzzing and trembling by this powerful blow.

The "bridges" that were affected by the power of Nangong Hao's space here broke instantly, and it was visible to the naked eye that all the power of space here was shattered into two halves at this moment, tearing open from Nangong Hao's location, and the two dragon claw phantoms were raised high on the left and right, just touching the edges of each of the cracks, as if they were torn with their bare hands, and they forcibly opened up a road to the top of the mountain.

A road-like existence appeared in front of Nangong Hao like this, but the other end was pitch black, as if waiting for Nangong Hao to light it up.

Click!

All the noise seems to have been completely drained away at this moment, and only this sound is left in the huge space, and it is not just this space, it is more like something in Nangong Hao's heart is broken, covered by this deafening sound, and it is easily imperceptible.

Nangong Hao's face was expressionless, and he looked coldly at the cracks in front of him that were gradually expanding supported by the dragon's claw phantom, and because of the expansion of this crack, the dense cracks spread like a tide, and like an ant colony that couldn't find its direction, it could only wander aimlessly, and it had covered the entire space in an instant, and the surrounding barriers were shattered inch by inch, as if this space could be completely shattered with just a light touch.

Claws out, space collapses!

Nangong Hao didn't stay, his red eyes flashed, and he stepped on those spatial auras that were broken inch by inch, hanging high above the gradually boiling spatial springs, and his face was solemn.

I saw that his hands were clenched into fists again, and in the cracks in front of him and behind him, almost all the snow-white aura was pouring towards his body, and it contracted suddenly, like a snow-white chain condensing, just like Nangong Hao's tightly gripped, and there were countless chains connected with the layer of snow-white on Nangong Hao's arms, pulling every piece of dragon scales, and every inch of flesh and blood on his arms.

And the other end of each chain is connected to the side wall where cracks are beginning to appear......

"A thousand faces!

Nangong Hao shouted, only to see that there was a thunderous roar in front of him, and the power grid spread all over the sky, just like the cracks on the surrounding barriers, reflected in Nangong Hao's blood-colored eyes, like ten thousand arrows fired at once, shooting towards the side walls on all sides, making its cracks a lot deeper, and suddenly collapsed, completely detached from each other.

The human skin suspended in the center of the power grid took the lead in swooping towards the crack, and all the lightning and thunder roared in front of it, lighting up all the darkness in this crack for Nangong Hao, and the fierce attacks were all bombarded towards the pitch-black place under the guidance of Nangong Hao.

Gritting his teeth, taking advantage of this opportunity, Nangong Hao's hands suddenly exerted strength, clutching the chains condensed by the spatial aura, his breathing suddenly became short, and he roared like a beast in the wilderness, and suddenly pulled the hundreds of chains in his hands, and the boundless strength shook the heavens and the earth, and the sharp snow white covered the sky in all directions.

The shattered side walls around him actually came to a slow pause, and all of them flew towards his place with Nangong Hao's power, and he didn't even need Nangong Hao to use his strength anymore, this slight pull had already achieved the effect he wanted.

He's moving!

Pulling at the space that collapsed in an instant, Nangong Hao's hands trembled slightly, his feet stomped violently, and he burst out with unimaginable speed, like an arrow from the string, rushing towards the crack in front of him.

It was also because of the collapse of the surrounding space, the moment Nangong Hao set off, the spatial power that swarmed out was also the last straw that broke the camel's back, making the spatial spring that had already become boiling because of a slight imbalance completely explode.

The balance between the stable is gone, the power of space seems to reveal its true nature, the monstrous waves roar, like a terrifying demon, raging, under the hideous face seems to reveal the usual cruelty and violence, stirring the remaining space fragments around, eating away at the sporadic lightning that is still flickering sporadically, seeing the snow-white afterimage that attracts it like a prey, it set off without hesitation, and rushed away with Nangong Hao, as if it wanted to devour it.

This is different from the collapse of the land of the inheritance of the Thunder Heaven Warlord, after all, at the last moment there, Nangong Hao was still thinking about how to suppress it, how to prevent the collapse of the space, this process was extremely difficult, and even at that time, Nangong Hao was able to stabilize the power of the small space a little, but now it is different.

It is difficult to stop the shattering, but it is extremely simple to guide its shattering and erupting! Just like good and evil, it is only one step away from facing evil, but the good behind it is thousands of miles away.

In fact, for the control of the power of space, Nangong Hao was far from being able to do this step before, this space may be because of the reincarnation Dao Gate, the stability between every trace of space power is too solid, even if the space spring flow is not stable enough, but the fundamental connection is still this space, Nangong Hao can't even use the space magic power easily, let alone tear the space.

But this night's meditation, he was not thinking about anything else, but let that painful memory once again lift the dusty cloth and let it completely unfold in Nangong Hao's mind......

Because there, there is Nangong Hao's understanding of the power of space that has not yet had time to digest after fusing the dragon arm, which is one of the few precious resources that can be used as Nangong Hao's comprehension, and at this moment, in the face of all difficulties, Nangong Hao has to face that memory again, and once again face Yang Yunxi's "tragic death".

Comprehending the power of space, but there was no trace of joy and excitement, only the pain of the heart like a knife, so that Nangong Hao's tightly closed eyes couldn't help but have tears slipping down, and on the clenched fists, the snow-white aura also flickered, and couldn't help trembling.

This is a last resort choice, but it is also a choice that can keep him alive, the only thing that can be improved in this night is the power of space, what he can rely on now is his own space power, this is also the beginning of rescuing Qianmian, rescuing Shizun, and finding Yang Yunxi, this first step must be completed no matter what.

One night is completely enough for Nangong Hao to comprehend these perceptions and applications instilled in his head, even if he can't flexibly deduce his own applications, but relying on these perceptions, his spatial aura can be regarded as easily greatly improved.

It is not a problem to completely shatter the existing space and use the remaining power of space.

Therefore, in the current situation, relying on Nangong Hao's control of the power of space after fusing the two dragon arms, it is easy to turn this gurgling clear spring into a monstrous torrent.