Chapter 797: Immortal Hairpin Destroyed

In the end, above the sky, Mei Xianchai was urged by Feng Yin and hit him hard.

Bite!

The hairpin touched the stone bowl and made a crisp sound, and then the next moment, that space directly turned into a black hole, and the realm of trials could not bear the energy of the two, and was blasted through the realm by the powerful energy like an explosion.

It can be seen with the naked eye that in the dark and abyss-like space shatter, runes like an abyss and a sea are intertwined and entangled, thousands of runes are hedged, and even mountains, rivers and oceans can be wiped out, and the power of destruction erupts.

Immediately afterward, the aura of chaos filled the air, covering the front, where the black and misty chaotic colors complemented each other, and where the eye reached, nothing could be seen clearly.

When this trick was used, Feng Yin desperately ran far away, away from this place, and the shuttle chapter was used by him to the ultimate speed, and the whole person turned into a black light, pulling the afterimage to reach far away in an instant, and Su Ao, Wang Zhiyong and others also escaped the aftermath of the impact of the two quasi-psychic holy weapons by their own means.

Collision and collision are not the same, the latter is just a play house where you and I blow you, although this is deadly enough for Feng Yin and Xinshen, but it is still completely incomparable to the collision, the two qi are entangled with each other, and they will eventually recover, and it is often a desperate move for you to live and die.

Feng Yin was the last of Su Ao and Wang Zhiyong to stay away, but it was still very thrilling, seeing that the black hole and chaotic qi almost spread to Feng Yin, he let his speed exceed the speed of its spread, and finally slowly stopped at the edge.

Turning back at this time, Feng Yin saw the new god who had been swept into the light of the chaotic mist, he was too close to the collision distance between the two, even if he wanted to run, he had no chance, and he was suffering a terrible explosion in the center.

Airplanes!

In the distance, the void shook slightly, and Wang Zhiyong dissolved the vision of the blood-colored meteorite, standing on the top of the heavenly dome in the distance, looking at the black hole expressionlessly.

Su Ao also retreated from the sword body, and he came to Feng Yin's side and stood side by side in the void, watching the explosion in silence.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye, an hour passed, the time was close to the early morning, less than three hours before dawn, as soon as the morning dawned, all the people in the trial world would leave, and that was the general election of the White Kingdom would really end.

In one hour, the chaotic mist and the black abyss-like broken space were entangled, like two kinds of flames, gray and black, but I don't know whether it was gray scorching black, or black burning gray, the space churned for an hour, and everyone waited for an hour.

In the distance, Wang Zhiyong didn't know when he had already sat down, and an irrepressible momentum was about to explode on him, and after Feng Yin and Su Ao sensed it, their vigilance immediately poured out.

An hour later, Feng Yin's face changed, which startled Su Ao, and he hurriedly asked what was wrong.

"It's nothing, I just feel a little sorry...... Mei Xian hairpin shattered. Feng Yin told the truth, with some pity in his tone: "Good baby, it's a pity." ”

Lu Dao Tianpan's qi is far superior to Mei Xian Hai, even if they are all quasi-psychic holy weapons, there is a big gap between the two, when Feng Yin threw Mei Xian Hai out, the moment he wanted to completely collide with Lu Dao Tianpan, he had already done this enlightenment.

More than half an hour passed, and the space of the trial realm was finally slowly repaired, and the chaotic mist slowly began to decrease, which meant that the originally intertwined raging runes were weakening, and it wouldn't take long for them to disappear soon.

The collision of quasi-psychic holy weapons is not a trivial matter, Feng Yin and Su Ao heard several terrifying loud noises from the chaotic mist, and at that time, Mei Xianchai's last bit of strength was insisting, and he had already begun to fail.

Feng Yin finally waited for another half an hour before he saw that the chaotic mist had completely disappeared, and everywhere he looked, there was a quaint stone bowl, a broken hairpin, and a corpse that kept melting into yellow mud and was reborn.

It's finally over!

Feng Yin let out a sigh of relief, he slowly approached there, and when he approached, he was caught off guard, it turned out that the space was still extremely hot, and the burned Feng Yin's clothes turned into ashes in an instant.

"No wonder the corpse of that new god has been turning into yellow mud, and it is still being scorched by the heat, but a corpse can still have the ability to be reborn, what race is he?" Feng Yin muttered to himself, thoughtful.

"The so-called new gods may mean the descendants of the gods, the ancestors of this race, and perhaps really the gods. Su Ao heard Feng Yin's words and explained slowly.

Feng Yin's heart moved, and he hurriedly asked, "Do you know the secret of this race?"

"I haven't heard of it, but I've heard of some legends. Su Ao said: "In the old days, there were gods, after they died, there would be a scene of the heavens crying and the earth sinking, the gods have no body, and after they die, they will turn into yellow mud, just like that kind of ......."

"Could it be that he is really a god?" Feng Yin was extremely surprised, but the rest of his eyes saw Su Ao's appearance of wanting to speak and stopping, Feng Yin asked: "If you have anything, just say it directly." ”

“...... Forget it, alas!" He thought for a while, and finally shook his head and sighed: "Feng Yin, your strength is amazing, but there are some things that really can't be told to you, unless you and I grow up to the point of being fearless, I think at that time, I will ask you to do me a favor." ”

Su Ao is just like his name, he is very arrogant, and an existence like Feng Yin is worthy of his respect, and Feng Yin is also the only person Su Ao has begged for.

"You and I have been friends for a long time, and it would be too distant to say this. Feng Yin said.

"There are some secrets, if you know it, you will be killed, and I can't harm you. Su Ao said slightly apologetically.

Unconsciously, the time of a stick of incense passed, the scorching temperature slowly dissipated, Feng Yin stepped forward to pick up the Mei Xian hairpin floating in the void, at this time, this crystal-like hairpin has been broken into three or four pieces, and it is no longer a magic weapon.

This baby doesn't use it much, but after all, he has saved himself many times, and now it is broken, which makes him feel a little embarrassed, and in the end Feng Yin still left the fragment as a souvenir.

"You are missing a quasi-psychic holy weapon, then you can take this land path heavenly plate, which just makes up for your lack of it. Su Ao picked up the stone bowl and handed it to Feng Yin, and didn't forget to complain: "It's obviously a bowl, how can it be called a plate?"

Feng Yin was not polite, he took Lu Daotianpan in his hand seriously, and he looked at it and rubbed it.

And at this time, the hearts of the two people suddenly jumped in shock, as if something terrible was coming, and the two people changed their colors at the same time, and then they remembered that the matter was far from over, and Wang Zhiyong had not been dealt with.

At this time, Wang Zhiyong had already opened his eyes, his blood-colored eyes were full of deterrence, and he made a move that made Feng Yin unbelievable, he actually shattered his body alive, leaving only a thought, domineering coiled in the void, and the coercion was greater than the sky!

The flesh is the cornerstone of the primordial spirit, the primordial god is the sublimation of the flesh, without the flesh, the primordial god will be more harmonious, but in the same way, without the flesh of the primordial god, will be on the verge of extinction anytime and anywhere.

"No......" Feng Yin's eyes saw the truth: "His physical body was not shattered by himself, but caused by the death of the new god, and that physical body actually coexisted with the power of control, control and elimination, and physical body eliminated ......"

(End of chapter)