Hide?

Where else can I hide?

The black dot completely exposed the body, and the huge outline that almost spanned the entire Qingheng Mountain Range appeared in front of everyone, even if the Martial King could sweep the air and travel low, it would be difficult to escape its clutches in a short time.

Under the shroud of a behemoth that covers the sky and the sun, even a martial arts powerhouse looks extremely small, not to mention all the saints.

The oppressive atmosphere, the pitch-black environment, the silent crowd, under the shroud of strong and domineering pressure, except for Wu Ming, the rest of the people could not resist that force even if they tried their spiritual power, many people were half-kneeling on the ground, bleeding from the seven orifices, unconscious, and their spiritual power was languishing.

The behemoth hung above his head before it fell, and the aftermath that dispersed had already shattered everyone's fighting spirit.

"This thing, it's kind of familiar. ”

Although Wu Ming couldn't see the whole picture clearly, he always had a sense of déjà vu, especially the aura emanating from this behemoth, which felt even more strange.

It fell very slowly, and the more it did so, the stronger the pressure it caused, and by the time it was only a few feet above everyone's heads, many people almost fainted.

Alas~tsk~

Seeing this scene, Wu Ming sighed, and swiped his left hand back in a large circle, and the Island Tribulation Spirit Bead changed in response, and the unfolded barrier instantly turned into a hemispherical shield, completely enveloping Ye Chenxing and the others.

Due to the barrier, their state obviously improved somewhat, the blood stains of Qiqiao gradually dried up, and their expressions were naturally a lot, and most importantly, the chaotic spiritual power that almost overwhelmed their respective internal scenes also stabilized.

"It turns out that there is too much oxygen. ”

Wu Ming touched his nose awkwardly and muttered quietly, he felt the long-lost smell in the air.

"Senior, oxygen, what is oxygen?"

This sentence frightened Wu Ming, and when he reacted, he found that a group of people were waiting for Wu Ming to explain.

He didn't expect that Ye Chenxing, who had just improved a little, immediately pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, and immediately responded, only to attract a group of people to listen together.

"Oh, it's nothing, just be a strength, little thing. ”

Wu Ming naturally couldn't tell them about oxygen, and he ignored a seemingly insignificant problem from beginning to end, that is, the oxygen content of this continent and even this space was so thin that he couldn't even feel it at all.

The aura emitted under the oppression of the behemoth just now contained a large amount of oxygen.

To be more precise, it was this behemoth that brought extremely pure oxygen out of nowhere, and produced some special substances between the collision with the spiritual power, which stimulated everyone and produced adverse reactions, which caused them to cause the previous tragic situation.

As soon as Wu's barrier was unfurled, it cut off the oxygen that existed in the air, so that the spiritual power did not undergo any abnormalities, and their state naturally recovered.

However, this kind of product that only Wu Ming has in his ancient homeland earth, even if Wu Ming has experienced so many worlds and has never appeared, how can it appear on a small continent.

It's very hidden!

According to Wu Ming's guess, it is very likely that the people here do not need to inhale oxygen at all to maintain human life.

What's the use of saying the word oxygen yourself?

On the other hand, he couldn't find a trace of spiritual power in his whole body, and he had indeed learned the basic detection method before, but so far, everything was in vain, and the yuan drops formed by the two air currents were gone.

In addition, he has a powerful and unpredictable island robbery spirit bead, which causes others to peep at his physical state, so he doesn't care about that.

But at the moment, the danger has not been lifted, and if Ye Chenxing and his party do not stay away from here, they will still be constrained by it.

It's time to wait!

Whoosh~

The one-armed sword that had fallen into the crack suddenly floated up, and the few flocculent blood streaks left on its body were particularly vivid in the darkness.

"Could it be that I tried my best to find the Wuzong Cave Mansion in order to pursue a higher realm? ”

The one-armed sword sensed Yin Shen's anger, so it flew out of the endless abyss at the last moment, thinking of flying back into Yin Shen's hands, but because of the obstruction of Wu's life barrier, it could only be half-suspended in the sky after many collisions.

Yin Shu said with scarlet eyes: There is a sword with one arm, and there is a thousand threads.

His hair stood on end, his limbs and torso creaked, and his whole body was full of spiritual power, and nearly a thousand sticky blood streaks swam out from his severed arm, wrapping around his body.

They have not been in a team for a long time, and many of their moves are not very familiar with each other, but no one on the continent dares to say that they don't know each other.

One of the famous stunts of the True Self Temple, a thousand threads.

Blood turns into a thousand threads, entwining my body. The spirit weapon is channeled to break the enemy with strength. There is a way to be born, and it is terrifying for eternity......

When the last sentence was shouted by Yin Shen, his body was completely cocooned, and the one-armed sword outside the barrier was firmly held by a crazy growing arm, and gradually a new humanoid immortal appeared.

This newborn humanoid looks like a little more immature Yin Wound, that is, what is currently in the bloodshot cocoon is just an empty shell. At this moment, Yin Shen can be said to have escaped from Wu Ming's barrier control in half a step.

The behemoth fell less than two feet from the ground, which happened to be within the range of Yin Shen's floating, he stepped on the air, and the one-armed sword drew out a few sword qi, which were pulled into silk, the amount of which was thousands, like a net and went straight to the behemoth.

However, this blow, which contained Yin Shen's almost crazy power, could not leave even the slightest trace on the behemoth. So, he used his spiritual power again, ready to swing again.

"Yin is crazy, hold him quickly, he wants to do it!"

No one who was under the protection of Wu Ming would have thought that Yin Shen would dare to speak out against the sky and dare to make a move against that behemoth.

But then again, even if someone wants to make a move, it will be difficult to expand it in the Wu Ming barrier, let alone break through the barrier to persuade Yin Shen.

"Good!

An ancient bell descended out of thin air, directly clasping the bloodshot cocoon in it. The bell hammer transformed by spiritual power was conjured from the hand of the master of the questioner, and the giant bell was struck with one blow.

Bang dang ~ bang dang ~

A few crisp bells not only reverberated in everyone's hearts, but also directly caused a lot of intervention to the other Yin injury who held the one-armed sword, causing the one-armed sword to break out of his control, like a kite with a broken string completely falling into the crack, and his body gradually died out in the painful struggle.

Whether it was Yin Shen's move that had an effect made the heavens and the earth angry, causing the object to fall faster, and it was about to fit the ground.

Luckily, the behemoth didn't seem to be running in their direction, and coincidentally got stuck in the huge crack that had just formed.

The landing of the behemoth returned all the sunlight that had been blocked, and the sky returned to its original calm, and now only one of the hundreds of suns remained, and the rest disappeared without a trace.

Hearing the rapid and violent wheezing sound coming from under the Wangu Bell, the Questioner Master removed the Wangu Bell, and they worked together to pull out Yin's wound wrapped in a bloodshot cocoon.

"Ah, that's the word. ”

On the side of the behemoth facing Ye Chenxing and his party, a column of majestic characters appeared, and its font was lifelike, vivid, and even more conspicuous against the background of pitch black.

They were shocked enough to see only a part of the object.

Avenue wine bottle, good times brewing.

Wu Ming looked up at the wine bottle that reached into the sky, savoring the meaning of the eight characters engraved on it.