Chapter 125: Ethereal Spirit Island Disappears

Lu Ming's body gradually rose a strange aura, ethereal dust, he touched something in the dark, it was a very strange feeling, as if breaking free from the shackles, regaining a new life, and gaining real freedom, just for a moment, but that kind of freedom is endlessly evocative, like a meteor flashing away, and the strange aura is slowly dissipating. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"It's a pity ......" He faintly felt that what he had touched in the dark before was extremely important to him, he felt very close, but it seemed like infinity, he tried to recall the previous moment of realization, but he couldn't remember anything, as if everything before was just an illusion, but Lu Ming knew that the accumulation was still not enough, whether it was knowledge or understanding.

"Dao Heart?" The handsome young man muttered, a little surprised, and a little incredible.

Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, his pupils lit up with a little golden divine light, which gradually spread to the entire pupil, and then the whole eye lit up with a golden divine light, which was particularly conspicuous in the evening, golden and bright, as if a bright light was lit up in this evening, this spell consumed him very much, his face was a little pale, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead.

The handsome young man stared at Lu Ming, the golden light in his eyes skyrocketed, reflecting on Lu Ming, his face was inexplicably red, delicate and abnormal, Lu Ming's inside and out were seen through him, only the dantian and the sea of knowledge were covered in a chaotic fog.

Lu Ming was awakened, opened his eyes suddenly, and met this golden divine light, this divine light was extremely bright, shining in all directions, Lu Ming's eyes came with an incomparable tingling feeling, tears couldn't stop flowing down, he felt like naked in this divine light, everything was hidden in this divine light, there was no secret to speak of, as if everything was seen through by the handsome young man in front of him.

He hated this feeling, but he faintly felt that this kind of divine light was somewhat familiar, high up, overlooking everything, but he couldn't think of anything, he tried to communicate with the Chaos Clock, but found that even Zhihai was also infiltrated by the golden divine light, and the Chaos Clock shook its waist lazily in this divine light, recovering its brilliance.

The divine light source continued to infiltrate in, shining on the Chaos Bell, but it disappeared faster, as if it was swallowed by the Chaos Bell, as if this divine light was pulled by the Chaos Bell in order to penetrate into the Sea of Knowledge, Lu Ming's face was a little weird, "Sure enough, it's a gluttonous clock, eat everything." But the Chaos Bell didn't refute it like before, as if it was extremely enjoyable, and lazily ignored Lu Ming.

"Damn, how can the consumption of this broken gold is so big, it is dozens of times larger than when I practiced, let alone a quarter of an hour now, it can't be maintained for ten breaths, no, it's weird, no, it can't go on like this." The sweat on the forehead of the handsome young man kept dripping, and his face became more and more pale.

Suddenly, the golden divine light surged again, as if it could penetrate the nine heavens and ten earths, Lu Ming felt a tingling sensation all over his body, and the flesh and blood all over his body screamed under this golden light, as if his body would collapse in the next moment, and he would be disintegrated by this golden divine light, turning into a puddle of blood and mud.

"Could it be that Deathwing made a move on that Lu Ming? Shouldn't it, do you need to work so hard to deal with a half-step Jindan junior? Everyone present flashed these words, and the violent aura vibrations and fluctuations even felt it on the dragon boat docked above the East Dragon City thousands of miles away.

"Did someone make a move on Deathwing?"

"How is that possible? Who is so bored to shoot at this lonely man who has no scruples about Deathwing? ā€

"That is, even if the Death Wing is deflated, there are no several supreme powerhouses of the Nine Heavens of the Yuan Infant to join forces, who is sure to keep him, once he is injured, the children and nephews will wait to be unlucky."

Long Lie's brows tightened, he was also thinking about the reason for such a huge aura fluctuation, he didn't think that Deathwing would need to work so hard to kill Lu Ming, let alone that someone would make a move on Deathwing, "Could it be the change in Void Spirit Island?" There were still more than two hours left until midnight. ā€

The handsome young man was panting, sweating like rain, his face was as white as paper, and his spiritual power was almost exhausted, but he also succeeded, he saw the phantom of the golden crow above Lu Ming's head, although his eyes were closed, he still had the momentum of overlooking the common people, and his whole body was golden, showing his nobility, and he raised his head slightly, as if in front of this golden crow, no matter what existence would bow down.

"Sure enough, it's you." He snorted hatefully, as if he had discovered that Lu Ming's Chaos Bell was secretly devouring the golden divine light, the flow of the golden divine light was too abnormal, and he felt that it might be swallowed by Lu Ming's golden crow phantom, after all, it was from the same source.

He took out the pill and swallowed it, he was unprecedentedly weak, his body was almost empty, at this moment, he could take his life by just coming to the Seven Heavens of the Yuan Infant Stage, swallowing several pills in a row, his face improved a little, so he gave up, put away the jade box, he didn't dare to breathe in the aura of heaven and earth, and restore his body, for fear that people would see the reality of the void, and the Wings of Death were almost full of enemies all over the world, so he had to be cautious.

Lu Ming looked at the Chaos Bell shining in the sea of knowledge, overjoyed, he was really sleepy and came to the pillow, he estimated that he could probably include four Yuan Infant Spells for enlightenment or as hole cards, in fact, the Chaos Bell only drew one-tenth of the golden light, but it was almost one-tenth of the spiritual power of the Yuan Infant Nine Heavens, and the consumption of the Chaos Bell was really staggering.

The handsome young man breathed for a moment, his face was already slightly ruddy, his eyes also regained their brilliance, and he directly rolled up a gray light, enveloping Lu Mingyuan and fleeing north.

Lu Ming didn't have any resistance, he already knew that the man in front of him was Deathwing, and the existence of the Yuan Infant Nine Heavens was not something he could resist, I don't know if it was the reason why the Chaos Bell devoured the golden divine light, or what, at this moment he felt that the handsome young man had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, which seemed to be more reliable than Chang Yaxin's cousin who didn't know it.

With the departure of Deathwing and Lu Ming, the crowd gradually dispersed, leaving only some dying and decrepit old monks, with a terrifying horror lurking in their withered bodies, staring at the Void Spirit Island.

After a while, the dragon boat also returned, leaving behind a group of elderly monks with the same youthful faces, and left in a hurry, although Long Lie told about the drastic changes that had taken place on the Void Spirit Island, but they insisted on going to the Void Spirit Island to seek a glimmer of hope, and Long Lie's kind words and persuasion were useless.

The war boat flying the blood flag of the sun and the moon also returned, but there was an extra woman on the bow, as if the goddess had come to the world, which made people dare not have any blasphemy.

She glanced for a moment, and as she expected, Lu Ming and the Death Wing had disappeared, she stood on the bow of the boat, looking at the north for a while, "Go to the top of the clouds." The voice was very cold and ethereal, as if it was another world, and it seemed like the Moon Palace Goddess was whispering.

"The top of the clouds?" Zhao Rusong was stunned for a moment, and then ordered, he vaguely understood something, but he didn't dare to say more.

The war boat flying the blood flag of the sun and the moon set off again.

A group of old men just watched coldly and waited silently.

As the moon rises in the middle of the sky, a clear glow falls, and a mist gradually rises on the island of Void Spirit, covering the lush forests on the island.

"Here we go." A group of old men were excited, in groups of three or five, scrambling to fly into the island, and after a while, the Void Spirit Island had been completely covered by the dense fog, gradually disappearing, and there was no trace as if it had never appeared, only the huge pit in a radius of 100 miles, indicating that there had been a confrontation between the top powerhouses here.