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The stormy air wave completely swept Mu Yang's body in the middle. Waves of energy continued to impact his body. Each impact was like a thousand needles, piercing into his every vulnerable place, and the pain was unbearable.

The original strong defense, even the armor of the Protoss has lost its effect. Muyang felt that his consciousness had become blurred for a while, and he forcibly supported it, but it was in vain. He was like a mountain of knives, slowly tearing it apart piece by piece.

This kind of pain, no matter how strong his physique is, he can't resist it. Therefore, with extreme reluctance, Muyang fell directly into a deep coma. And the whirlpool didn't let him go, spinning around the area.

Strangely, in the midst of this spiritual tide. Any kind of living thing, or living organism, will be crushed in an instant. But Mu Yang's body was blocked, and he could still see the light of the stars.

In the midst of the layers of air waves, the whirlpool was particularly obvious in the confused torrent. Because there's a little bit of light on it. From one point to three points, three points to ten points, and so on and on, why?

There is no other reason, just because Muyang has experienced the power of thousands of star fields, and he has also refined and absorbed some star power. In addition, the remnant soul of a holy king has an unusual connection with him, so this is his last life talisman.

Boom!boom...... Buzzing...... In the whirlpool of air, there was a buzzing sound. It's like a tiny arc of electricity flowing. Muyang's body did not collapse, it was because of this barrier. I saw that his posture was very peculiar.

Hold your knees tightly with your hands, and then curl up your body together, like a baby in the womb. This kind of subconscious protection is something that everyone has. But Muyang's role is great.

Because of the power of the stars, merging with his consciousness and soul. When he loses his primary consciousness, the power of the stars activates the mechanism of protection. In this mysterious space, although the light is weak, it still has a role.

"The world changes in the world, and all things are sanctified in one day!" This is the definition of Muyang. In this space without the concept of time, Muyang's vortex formed a shining sphere, slowly rotating, and there seemed to be some kind of law.

Refining the power of the stars, perhaps the most important role lies in this. Because he is now fully embodying such abilities. His divine consciousness was wrapped in it, and the stars shone brightly, as if he had become a star.

At one moment, the surging of the spiritual tide seemed to have an unusual phenomenon. In the center of this wave, a glimmer of golden light surged, trying to break through the wall, wanting to break in directly. But the strength is still not enough.

"How can this be justified, for thousands of years, this seat has never been stopped by any force. No matter what kind of transcendent and powerful you are, this plane belongs to us, then this seat is the king of this plane, there is no doubt. ”

Not long ago, the Holy King felt the breath of Muyang, and it was a signal of extreme danger. Although they are usually noisy, Mu Yang looks down on him, and he also looks down on Mu Yang. But the connection between the two is endless.

Now is a critical moment, it is not a simple child's play, of course, the Holy King must also show his real strength. If Muyang disappears, then he has no hope at all. Even if it will consume a lot this time, it won't be able to manage so much.

An afterimage stood in a place near the surging tide. Surrounded by a golden glow. The Holy King's hands were sealed, and a cyclone rose in the palm of his hand. Slowly began to condense, turning into a palm-sized swastika, and golden light burst out.

"I don't believe it today, there is no barrier in front of me that cannot be broken. His eyes opened, and a glint of light flickered. It was as if there was a force that directly penetrated the spiritual tide, and no matter how turbulent it was, the essence could be seen clearly.

"Huh...... This kid still has some ability, but I didn't expect it to persist until now. "Above the palm, the swastika is slowly rotating. The Holy King stepped on the whirlwind and flashed forward. With a wave of his right hand, he blasted out directly.

Bang, bang, explosion was expected. Powerful qi flowed, sweeping over the spiritual tide. The two auras began to entangle. In the end, the Saint King was more horizontal, and on the periphery of the Spirit Tide Vortex, there was a gap that was not too big or small.

"It turns out that you have touched the Qiankun Heavenly Dao, this is a test for you. "There is a row of black lines on the Holy King's head, it seems that he is nosy. But after his blow, Muyang's oppressive force seemed to have eased a lot, and the encirclement began to collapse.

The entanglement of the arc is weakened, and the oppression of the force gradually disappears. Mu Yang reluctantly opened his eyes. Suddenly, I saw a faint light in front of me. Reluctantly, he knew that the opportunity was only once, and he had to seize it.

The Protoss armor was put on again, and Mu Yang took a step forward, a golden light enveloping his body. The Saint King's Qi, originally he didn't want to use it easily. But in today's situation, this spiritual tide must be resolved first.

With one step, it turned into a ray of light and shot into the sky. Stand still in mid-air. His hands were sealed, the breath in his body flowed, and his nose moved, and he inhaled hard. In the next second, the golden light became even stronger.

At the same time, the Remnant Soul of the Holy King felt even stronger. He couldn't help but be a little surprised, this guy was able to comprehend this step in such a harsh environment, and it was indeed a demon-level existence, so it seemed that there was no need to worry.

Boom, boom! Muyang's body was surrounded by golden light. With a twist of his right wrist, the surrounding spirits quickly condensed and turned into a long whip. This time it was not a fiery existence, but the power of the stars glowing with a strong white light, which was extremely mysterious.

Holding the whip in both hands, the energy swung wave after wave. The Holy King's Qi is fully activated. The top of Mu Yang's head seemed to show a golden magic phase. With a little footstep, he rushed forward sharply in the direction of the torrent.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, He actually used the power of the stars on the long whip to split the torrent directly, without any scruples, and then directly dissipated it, which was simply extremely violent.

The remnant soul of the Saint King was only able to sense, but it did not immediately get close. Because of Muyang's demonic approach, he was also stunned. In such a short period of time, it is unimaginable that he has become so decisive, even arrogant.

As a holy lord, it should be like this. There are no lifeforms here, so for Muyang, there are no worries. It's just a torrent that wants to stop him, so he uses it as a stepping stone.

Step on the cyclone and rush up step by step. He knew that there was a stone platform in front of him, and as long as he stood on it, the surging of the spiritual tide would naturally stop. It's just that at this moment, Muyang may no longer have to worry about this.

The collision of the power of the stars and the surging spirit tide produced an inexplicable mutual devouring. Under this trend, the intensity of the spiritual tide has been greatly reduced. Muyang can even suppress it and become a real stepping stone.

The golden light surged, and Mu Yang's speed was devastating, without any hindrance, I really didn't expect him to have such an explosion at such a time. The white-robed old man still saw from the phantom mirror, and in addition to relief, there were some shadows at the corners of his mouth.

"Isn't this old immortal guy always used to playing these tricks? Aren't you afraid of the shame of the strong man in this vast world?

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