Chapter 340: Zhuang Wusheng

Wedge: The peaks and loops turn bright, everything is an accident and an inevitability

As he walked, a black aura emanated from his ring, and when he walked in front of the stone pillar, the black aura had already submerged to the crook of his feet, echoing the auspicious clouds in the sky. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info not only that, the surrounding space began to distort, Chisheng Hitomi didn't care about it, he only had to save people in his eyes, the closest to him was Ning Huan, Chisheng Hitomi waved the long sword in his hand and easily cut off the iron chain, and then put the person into the life space. The slower his speed became with each person he saved, and now the whole person didn't know what he was doing, and his consciousness was struggling to support saving people, and when the consciousness issued a sword swing command, his body took more than ten breaths before he could react. And the swelling of his head became more and more serious, and his body was even more exhausted to the point of turning into a puddle of mud, and he didn't know why he could still stand. Looking at him, Zhuang Wuming and the others didn't care, they only cared about the luck that was stripped from Chisheng Hitomi's body, and the auspicious clouds in the sky were getting bigger and bigger. On the other hand, the space is becoming more and more distorted and the black aura is getting deeper and deeper, and the spiritual power between heaven and earth is all gathered, and where this spiritual power and qi luck are shrouded, many spirit masters have directly broken through. Many people who were dying were suddenly refreshed, especially everyone standing in the audience, whether it was the Spirit Emperor or the Spirit King, felt that their spiritual power tree was moving, it was spontaneously communicating with the spiritual power of heaven and earth, it was absorbing qi luck and becoming more and more thick, and the owner of these luck was Chisheng Pupil.

Zhuang Wuming and the others sat down cross-legged on the spot, such an opportunity is unique, although he is the Spirit Emperor, but his lifespan is almost to the limit, at this moment, under this auspicious cloud, he actually felt a breakthrough opportunity, which made him ecstatic. Not only him, but the corpse-like man also became radiant under this luck, and even Qing Qian and the others, who had been in a coma, felt the infinite recovery and healing effect. All the people under this cloud have benefited, only Chisheng Hitomi is getting weaker and weaker, and he is already the last person, and he walked in front of Qing Qian. Looking at the haggard her, Chisheng Hitomi felt distressed, even if he was confused now, even if he was dizzy at the moment, but the feeling in his heart was still very clear. He carefully cut off the iron hook on his foot first, then the collarbone and arm, and when he was finally about to cut off the bound chain, the blue long eyelashes moved, and then the thin eyelids opened a thin slit. In the drowsy consciousness, Qing Qian seemed to see the person he was thinking about for a long time, although he was sluggish, but he looked at himself with a distressed face. "Yes...... Is it an illusion", a smile appeared on Qing's pale lips, she subconsciously raised her hand to touch Chisheng Hitomi's face, the wounds on her collarbone and arm ruptured, and bright red blood dripped down. Eventually, the arm was only halfway up and she lost her strength, and just as she was about to lose consciousness again, her half-dropped hand was grabbed by a rough palm. She was about to pass out, she woke up, the iron chain wrapped around her body was broken, and the whole person fell forward, and Akasheng Hitomi used her last strength to save her, and then fell down as well.

Chisheng Hitomi was lying on the ground, and Qing Qian was lying on top of him, "Really...... It's really you", she said in a weak voice, before fainting too. Chisheng Pupil's ring lit up slightly and took her away, Qi Xiaoyinsha was all there, so he didn't worry about Qingqian not getting treatment, lying flat on the ground, and the black aura swept back and forth from his body. His luck was still condensing in the sky, and everything around him was no longer visible, and the distorted space made his already blurry vision even more confusing. "It seems that the luck has completely run out", he lay weakly all over, the luck in his body was still gushing out wildly, and the auspicious cloud had covered hundreds of thousands of miles. The black aura became more and more intense, and eventually these days began to condense, and the aura turned into liquid, and then the infinite qi luck in the sky was torn off and merged into the liquid. Feeling the reduction in luck, Zhuang Wuming and the others hurriedly got up, and they couldn't see the figure of Chisheng Hitomi on the stage, but they didn't have the mood to care if the other party was still alive. Because the life-like black liquid on the platform began to shrink and solidify after absorbing luck and spiritual power, and the entire sky changed color. A black curtain fell from the originally white sky, and the terrifying spiritual pressure fell like a mountain, and the houses began to collapse, and the black curtain continued to condense like liquid. Finally, the black liquid condensed into a black arm, only below the elbow, and the crystal clear black arm was what Hitomi Chisheng had been holding in the ring.

The blue characters on the black arm were originally dull, but they were only engraved, but at this moment, they were emitting a cyan light, "This...... This is Qingmang, my clan is prosperous, our clan is prosperous", Zhuang Wuming was a little incoherent with excitement. The black arm flew into the air, and the coercion of the spiritual power was even worse than before, even the Spirit Emperor felt that he couldn't bear it, only the red sheng pupil who was lying on the ground and was drained of his luck didn't feel it, maybe because it was under his luck. The black arm was condensed, and a hand flew into the air like this, and the black curtain in the air was condensed, and the curtain was fluttering in the air as if it was blown by the wind, and behind that curtain, the spiritual power under the shroud of the whole earth's qi luck was emptied, and a huge black figure was condensing. "It's not good, it wants to condense, go and ask the patriarch", Zhuang Wuming was extremely panicked when he saw this situation, and he completely lost his previous calmness, and as soon as his words fell, a gorgeously dressed young man stepped into the air. "I've seen the patriarch!" , All the people of the dealer shouted respectfully, this young man who looks only about thirty years old is the patriarch of the Zhuang family, Zhuang Wusheng, he and Zhuang Wusheng are brothers, but because of the talent, so at the same time, the spirit emperor, the former still maintains a young appearance, and the latter is already a gray-haired old man.

Zhuang Wusheng didn't look at them, his eyes focused on the flying black left hand, the words on his arm shone brightly, the figure behind the curtain became clearer and clearer, Zhuang Wusheng's feet were in the air, and the spiritual power in the sky burst out. At the same time, the purple pupils lit up, and the huge space covered by the entire curtain was directly imprisoned, Zhuang Wusheng was a purple-pupiled Spirit Emperor, judging from his aura, he was only one step away from the Spirit Emperor. In this cultivation chaos domain, only the badge of the guild and the high-level can be compared, and the space imprisoned by him is not known to be isolated, and even spiritual power cannot enter, without the support of spiritual power, the figure behind the black curtain has stopped condensing. However, the black arm did not stop, although there was no spiritual power, but the luck in the sky was still there, and the five black fingers kept gessing, and the auspicious clouds of luck turned into a long dragon of luck into the hand. Zhuang Wusheng was about to stop it, but the black hand suddenly became bigger, and the five fingers of the huge black giant hand spread out and grabbed the sky, and then a scene that shocked the world happened. That colored hand actually ripped this piece of sky hard, and the imprisoned space was shattered in an instant, the original curtain and black shadow disappeared, and the white sky became an infinite black hole. The terrifying suction force continued to affect the surroundings with the distorted space, and the black hand was completely unaffected, just standing calmly under the black hole. In the face of such a suction force, Zhuang Wusheng's expression was slightly solemn, and then his purple pupils shrank, and one by one the colorful butterflies condensed out of thin air, and it was surprising that this butterfly was not affected by the spatial suction.

The monstrous attraction was very powerless in the face of countless colorful butterflies, and these butterflies flew into the broken space and burst open one by one, and the burst of spiritual power actually filled the broken space little by little. The gravitational pull became smaller and smaller, and the black hole-like sky finally returned to normal, and Zhuang Wusheng, who had a ruddy complexion, was also a little tired. The black arm was like a conscious life, after the broken space was filled, it still wanted to absorb the luck of the red pupil and continue to make trouble, "Hmph, it's just one hand, how can it make you so rampant", Zhuang Wusheng snorted coldly, stepped on his feet in the air, and his figure came to the giant hand in a flash. Immediately afterwards, a pair of huge colored butterfly wings appeared on his back, "Sky Sweeping Wings!" As Zhuang Wusheng broke off, the huge colored butterfly wings became larger in an instant, and the entire sky was enveloped, and then the butterfly wings wrapped the black hand and squirmed. The cyan light came out of the butterfly wings, and the space that was illuminated by the cyan light was shattered, and countless small colored butterflies flew out from the two pairs of huge butterfly wings, exactly the same as before, and the broken space was filled by these butterflies and returned to normal. After a long time, the butterfly wings finally quieted down, and the cut became smaller and smaller, and finally the open butterfly wings opened again, Zhuang Wusheng's face was a little pale, and it was obvious that he was not small.

However, although he was seriously consumed, he finally got something that could make the whole dealer prosperous, that is, the green mangshou he was holding in his hand at the moment. Just as he was about to leave with his green hand, the blue character that had been dimmed suddenly shot out a blue light, just a blue light, and then the green character returned to dim again. The blue light went straight into the sky, the sky shattered like glass, and a burst of golden light came out of it, and in this golden light, the shapely green mang's hand suddenly turned into liquid and dripped to the ground, and fell on the altar again. And under this burst of golden light, an ancient town full of vicissitudes fell from the shattered sky, and this golden light also sprinkled on Chisheng Hitomi's body, and the exhaustion of his body and the blur of consciousness disappeared little by little. Except for the luck that is still passing, the whole body is recovering in a good direction. The town in the sky slowly fell, and in the eyes of Chisheng Hitomi, there were golden tadpoles rising to the sky under the golden light on his arm, and he who had recovered a little physical strength immediately struggled to prop up his body and look into the air. The town that fell was the legendary city - the city of sacrifice.