_Chapter 1293: Peak Showdown
The gray light fell on the Rebel Blood Crystal, and it immediately produced a very wonderful change! The Rebel Blood Crystal turned into a very fine blood-red thread in an instant, which was even thinner than a hair, but it was extremely clear when looking at it. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ο½ο½ο½Uο½Eγ ο½ο½ο½ο½
These blood-red silk threads are the essence of the Rebel Clan's blood crystals, the holy blood that has been contaminated and refined.
The gray light in the Rebel Sacred Book turned into a gray giant python, and the blood-red silk threads were wrapped in those blood-red silk threads and burrowed into Zeng Leiming's body.
"It's too late!" Yu Yichen said lightly, all this happened too fast, it had already exceeded the limit of his level, and only by making a move could Zeng Leiming stop.
Feeling the majestic sword aura and aura coming from the Seven Evil Sword Formation, Yu Yichen didn't have the slightest fear in his heart! The power of the Seven Demon Sword Formation had not yet reached the limit, and his Yu Yichen's combat power had not yet reached the limit.
"You all have to die!" Zeng Leiming had completely fused the essence of the blood crystal of the rebel clan at this time, and the momentum of the whole person rose again, and there was a faint taste of sacredness! But this sacred taste was mixed with a little evil and coldness, which was very contradictory.
"Rebel Zun!" Qin Mu's voice trembled as he spoke, this was a realm that no one of the rebels had ever reached.
A Confucian peak powerhouse like Yuan Tiangang in the rebel clan can calmly escape from the hands of ordinary half-saints, and he has not yet reached the realm of rebel respect!
But now Zeng Lei Ming has reached it, and Qin Mu found that the realm of Reverse Venerable was even more terrifying than he imagined!
What's even more terrifying is that Zeng Leiming, who has reached the realm of rebels, will make Qin Mu feel a sense of surrender! As for the other rebels, they were already kneeling on the ground very reverently at this time, and a fanatical light appeared in their eyes.
"You might as well try!" Yu Yichen's voice was still calm, he seemed to be a fighter who never despaired, and he would never collapse.
"Although it is a little imperfect, this may be the only way on the road to sanctification!" Zeng Leiming suddenly stretched out a hand, and a black hole in the palm of his hand was constantly forming.
The star vortex is followed by a black hole, one of the most powerful forces in the universe, and although Zeng Leiming only simulates a black hole, it is also terrifying.
"His strength has actually reached this point, he could have been directly sanctified!" Qin Mu muttered at this time. Whether it was the star vortex or this simulated black hole, Zeng Leiming had exerted more power than the peak of the Great Confucian.
"What he wants to achieve is the level of a legendary demi-saint!" Cheng Lightning said on the side at this time! The two quickly glanced at each other, and they both saw the horror in each other's eyes!
If Zeng Leiming is really promoted to the legendary half-saint, it will be at the level of the Lord of the Ten Halls of the Holy Academy, and the combat power will be even stronger.
At that time, no matter what he did, the Holy Courtyard would definitely be based on appeasement.
At this time, the black hole in the palm of Zeng Thunder's palm had begun to show its power, and everything around it began to fly towards the black hole.
Even the rebel clan and the great Confucian people in Xihui City who were fighting at the top also showed a look of horror at this time.
Now the battle has reached the point where even their wins and losses can't affect the battle situation, and after looking at each other, they have a tacit understanding to leave the battle group and return to their respective camps.
"Boom!" Zeng Leiming's demonic aura behind him was so high that he could faintly see a majestic phantom in it.
And Yu Yichen's Seven Evil Sword Array shone with golden light, enveloping Yu Yichen in it, like a mighty god of war.
"Peak duel!" At this time, the word flashed in everyone's minds, and in the face of Zeng Leiming, who was about to despair, Yu Yichen completely interpreted what it meant to be a real martial artist at this time.
"Go!" Zeng Leiming's palm suddenly turned into a huge giant hand, and in the middle was a black hole that was still expanding!
Wherever the giant hand went, even the light could not escape, and all of it was swallowed into it. Black holes belong to a kind of space power, and they also belong to the highest level of power!
Zeng Leiming was in the realm of Reverse Venerable at this time, and he had mastered the power of space, and at this time, his combat power was not even weaker than the weakest person in the half-saints.
"The power of space!" Yu Yichen smiled slightly, feeling the power of the Seven Evil Sword Formation, and the Qiuyuan Sword cut through the incomparably mysterious curve in his hand.
"Sword of Time!" There seemed to be a sigh of vicissitudes coming from the void, and in the surroundings of the Autumn Edge Sword, time seemed to begin to flow backwards!
Zeng Leiming's giant hand was blocked out, and the black hole began to weaken continuously under the effect of going back in time.
In Yu Yichen's martial hall, the star transformed by the water droplets of time was extremely bright at this time, and the light bloomed. The other star phantoms that were triggered resonated with.
"His comprehension of the laws of time has actually reached such a level!" Zeng Leiming's eyes showed a fierce color, and the demonic energy behind him bloomed again.
"Boom!" suddenly another black hole bloomed in the giant hand, and he stepped into the river of time.
"It is worthy of being the person chosen by the Martial Saint, such a will, perseverance and luck can actually be gathered in one person! Could it be that this is the preciousness of the Soul Migrant?" In the mysterious space in the depths of the Holy Demon Tower, the voice of the tower keeper murmured, as if he was appreciative and melancholy.
"Boom!" At this time, there was an extremely terrifying vibration that penetrated deep into the bone marrow on the fourth floor of the Holy Demon Tower, as if the world was about to be turned upside down and everything was destroyed.
"It's already the last moment, if he doesn't enter the fourth layer of the Holy Demon Tower, countless suppressed terrifying beings will have to escapeγγγγγγ! It's trouble!" the tower keeper sighed, and suddenly a very strange syllable came out of his mouth.
"Time reincarnation!" Yu Yichen faintly flashed a trace of realization in his heart under the pressure at this time, and the light of the time droplets in the martial hall was even more dazzling at this time, and the breath in the Qiuyuan Sword changed.
The river of time is no longer retrospective, but has become more colorful. The cycle of past, future, and present begins to repeat continuously.
The two black holes in Zeng Leiming's giant hands seemed to be incredibly strong, but they were never able to cross the river of time, so naturally they couldn't defeat Yu Yichen, and it was impossible to achieve their goals.
And the black hole actually began to dissipate and disappear in the river of time, which made him more and more shocked in his heart. There is no doubt that under the same strength, the comprehension of his own spatial laws is by no means as strong as that of Yu Yichen.