Regarding the conceit of the middle-aged man, Zhao Ting smiled slightly, closed his eyes again, and in the flash of his mind, the sky in the painting became gloomy, and there was a faint trend of black clouds pressing down on the city.

In the ink-like clouds, rolling purple thunder loomed, like a divine dragon swimming in it.

Boom Boom –

There was a loud thunder, and a purple thunderbolt as thick as a column of water slashed at the middle-aged man.

Sensing the power contained in this, the middle-aged man's expression changed greatly, and his mental power manifested into layers of golden giant nets, blocking the top of his head, and at the same time, the phantom of a huge golden peng bird faintly appeared behind him, flapping his wings and wanting to soar into the sky, and the fierce flames were monstrous.

Bang –

The two collided, and those golden giant nets melted like water and snow, but they couldn't stop the purple thunder in the slightest. Only the phantom of Jinpeng held on to it for a moment before it was defeated.

However, the purple Xuanlei was also at the end of the crossbow, and it slashed on the body of the middle-aged man's consciousness, which only made his figure a little thinner, and did not cause much damage.

The middle-aged man also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said in his heart that the power of this thunder was so powerful, Zhao Ting would definitely not be able to use the second path in a short period of time.

So he waved his hand to disperse the thunder light, smiled coldly, and said, "Carving insect little skill ear, if there are any other means, just use it." ”

"Good. ”

Zhao Ting responded, with a faint smile on his face. The vast power of the mind is transformed into substance, and the world is revealed one by one in this painting.

The thunder in the black clouds became more and more violent, as if there was a thunder dragon breeding in it, and the momentum was incomparable.

In the blink of an eye, three purple thunderbolts that were a little thicker than the original appeared, like the chains of heaven and earth trapped in the thunder dragon, and the spearhead was pointed directly at the middle-aged man on the ground.

Seeing this, the middle-aged man's pupils suddenly dilated for a moment, and his face turned faintly pale, but at this time, he knew that if he didn't take out something to press the bottom of the box, he wouldn't be able to resist this catastrophe.

He gritted his teeth and opened his mouth, and a golden glow spat out of his belly. First he floated in mid-air, and then in just a moment, he was attached to the middle-aged man's body, like a golden armor, firmly protecting him.

said that it was too late and that was fast, and when he finished all this, the three purple divine thunders had already arrived as promised.

Boom –

Dirt splattered on the ground, and a bottomless black pit appeared. And the middle-aged man who was standing there was so thin that it was almost transparent at this time, and his eyes were mixed with an extremely angry look.

"I'm grass," the middle-aged man knew that the general trend was gone, and his words had lost his proportion, "Didn't you say that we are all fair here?"

"Why does the thunder come out from under the feet of this king?"

Zhao Ting opened his eyes and glanced at him coldly: "This is my world, where I let the heavenly thunder come from, it will come from." It's you, you don't get tired of cheating, you can't even see through a little illusion, you really lived in vain all these years. ”

When the words fell, Zhao Ting's heart moved, and heaven and earth squeezed towards the middle-aged man together, like an invisible hand, holding him tightly in it.

The middle-aged man's consciousness was severely damaged, and he no longer had the strength to struggle at this time. Zhao Ting just pressed it slightly, and it was crushed into blue fragments under the general trend of heaven and earth, turning into nothingness, and scattering in bursts.

At the same time, Zhao Ting from the outside world suddenly opened his eyes, and a blue divine light flashed in his eyes, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

The battle with this mid-fourth-order Qingpeng was really the most dangerous moment in his life. This Qingpeng had previously opened his mouth and spit out that inch of golden divine light, which almost made him fall directly.

Fortunately, when he was at the last moment, he avoided the vital point, otherwise where would he survive?

Rao is like this, and the situation at that time is already extremely critical!

He was so seriously injured, if he continued to be entangled with Qingpeng, he would be the one who died. And if he escaped, he might not be able to compare to Qingpeng's speed.

Therefore, the only way to use the "world in the picture" is to trap its mind in it and gamble on it. If you win, you will be happy, and if you lose, you can only be lucky!

In the end, he won the bet.

He used a small trick, first raining down a powerful purple divine thunder from the sky, and when Qingpeng broke it and gradually began to relax his vigilance, he used illusion to conjure up three divine thunders to attract Qingpeng's attention on the bright side. When its attention is focused on the sky, the real killing machine, a heavenly thunder from the ground, will appear.

This is the wonderful use of the will of the world.

With just this blow, Zhao Ting successfully annihilated Qingpeng's consciousness in his "world in painting". And beforehand, he never thought it would be so easy.

Without a conscious body, Qingpeng's body had to fall into an eternal sleep, and was finally digested by Zhao Ting.

"Whew~"

Zhao Ting took out a few pills from the box, swallowed them and meditated and breathed, and when the injury gradually improved, he opened his eyes and gently exhaled a breath of turbidity.

"I thought that my strength was no match in the middle of the fourth order, but now it seems that it is still great. Zhao Ting shook his head and sighed, "Hey, in the future, you can't underestimate others anymore." ”

Only this battle, Zhao Ting felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and after secretly warning himself, he closed his eyes again, and healed and digested his wounds without distraction.

Long.

It wasn't until the injury was healed by eight or nine points, and after the Qingpeng's body and killing crystal in his stomach were completely digested, that Zhao Ting stopped continuing to operate his killing power.

A faint smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, and he murmured, "'Extinction Divine Light'......"

"The power of this technique is so great that it is absolutely extraordinary. Hahaha...... I don't know how to thank you?"

The laughter stopped, and Zhao Ting gradually opened his eyes.

"The "Divine Light of Annihilation" is the supreme supernatural power of the Peng clan, which can break through the falsehood and point to the essence. Its power is so great that among the thousands of spiritual powers in the world, it is also a first-class supreme method. ”

Before Zhao Ting could speak, a white-haired young man standing in the void in front of him took the lead to speak, a pair of vicissitudes of life that were extremely inconsistent with his appearance, as if there were stars disillusioned, and the universe was thousands, all hidden in it, and anyone could see its extraordinary.

Zhao Ting couldn't help but take a step back, his left fist clenched tightly.

"Who is Your Excellency?"

No wonder he's so nervous. In the process of healing, he was directly brought to his side and didn't know, if the white-haired young man in front of him had malicious intentions towards him, I am afraid he would have already followed in the footsteps of Qingpeng.

But from this, you can imagine how terrifying the strength of this white-haired boy is!

Seeing that he seemed a little nervous, the white-haired young man smiled slightly, and said indifferently: "This seat, Zhou Yuanshan." ”

Zhou Yuanshan?

Could it be someone from the Zhou family of the Spirit Clan?

Thinking of this, Zhao Ting quietly glanced at the white-haired young man, and thought in his heart: "I don't know how long this person has been by my side, I don't even notice it, the Zhou family can do this, I'm afraid only the ancestor of the Zhou family is alone." ”

Although he had an intuition in his heart, Zhao Ting was still a little unsure. Because he had also heard Bai Yun mention the name of the ancestor of the Zhou family, it didn't seem to be called "Zhou Yuanshan".

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