"Little brother, I have a way to reseal this rift. ”

At this time, a voice sounded in Yi Changqing's ears.

Yi Changqing looked at the source of the voice, but it was the three-legged black tripod that fell to the ground before, and a middle-aged man in a black robe was sitting on it at this time, but his aura was a little peculiar.

Not like a normal martial artist.

However, there was no sign of being infected by the black mud.

Seeing this, Yi Changqing was thoughtful.

"Which king are you?"

"Decide on the king!"

King Dingding, one of the thirty-three kings in the Feather Spirit Realm who suppressed the Void Rift at the beginning, Yi Changqing still knew about this record.

The thirty-three kings incarnated into instrument spirits, and used the body of the instrument spirits to urge thirty-three top-level king-level spirit weapons to suppress the void rift and protect the feather spirit realm.

"What can you do?"

"This three-legged tripod is a king-level spiritual weapon, and the material is extremely special, it is made of a strange material extracted from this black mud, as long as you find a few martial artists who are proficient in the way of space to urge this spiritual weapon, I can use their power to seal the rift. ”

King Dingding said.

"It looks like you're losing a lot. ”

Yi Changqing said thoughtfully, in the past, the thirty-three kings urged the spirit weapon to suppress the void rift, but they didn't hear that they needed other martial artists to assist.

"Definitely. King Dingding said helplessly: "After suppressing it for more than 100,000 years, the power of the spirit weapon has weakened a lot, and with the impact of this spatial change, I can't seal the crack with my strength alone, little brother, while this black mud has not spread, let's act quickly." ”

King Dingding glanced at the flowing black mud and said.

He was an experienced person of that era, and he had suppressed these black mud for hundreds of thousands of years, so he naturally knew how terrifying this thing was.

Once it spreads, the consequences are unimaginable.

"Got it. ”

Yi Changqing bowed slightly, "Then let's start acting." ”

"Huh, little brother, what do you mean?"

"I happen to be proficient in the art of space, so I don't need to go to anyone else. Yi Changqing said, and then the spiritual power in his body flowed, and a mysterious and mysterious spatial Dao rhyme quickly spread from his body.

This rhyme is so profound that it has even reached the level of royal power!

"The peerless king of space!"

King Dingding was amazed, "I didn't expect the little brother to have such a cultivation, with you in the Feather Spirit Realm, I can rest assured." ”

Even in the heyday of King Dingding, he was not sure to deal with a peerless king who mastered the rhyme of the spatial Dao, not to mention, Yi Changqing had also shown a strong kendo level just now, and his combat power could be said to be unfathomable.

Yi Changqing raised his hand and landed on Hei Ding's body with a palm.

The space is surging.

In an instant, the three-legged black tripod quickly trembled.

A stream of brilliant brilliance flows.

"Send me into the chasm!" said King Dingding.

"Good. ”

Yi Changqing raised the black tripod with one hand, and his figure flew towards the crack.

The surrounding space surged and turned into a silver-white light mask, and the power of space isolated the influence of black mud and rushed directly into the void rift.

In an instant, Yi Changqing's eyes became pitch black.

There was a faint hint of scarlet.

He could feel something flowing around him!

That's black mud!

Yi Changqing was wrapped in black mud at this time, but he had the power of space as a barrier to isolate him.

As for the black tripod, the material itself is cast from the mysterious material extracted from the black mud, and the king of Dingding, as the instrument spirit of the black tripod, is not afraid of being eroded by the strange will in the black mud.

Only in this way can the thirty-three kings seal the black mud.

Wrapped in black mud.

Yi Changqing could clearly perceive the strange will contained in the black mud more clearly than ever, and it was constantly trying to erode him.

It was an indescribable feeling.

This will is not formed thoughts, and it is extremely confused.

However, it is extremely pure.

It is a will, but it is an extreme desire!

The desire to destroy the world!

The desire to plunge the world into despair!

It's very peculiar.

"All right, little brother. ”

At this time, the voice of King Dingding sounded.

I saw that the three-legged black tripod bloomed with brilliant brilliance, and the black mud of the surrounding riots gradually stabilized, and the strange will was also converging.

But it hasn't gone away.

It seems that it will erupt again at a certain time!

"Little brother, the rest is up to you, we don't have much time, I hope you can get ready as soon as possible. ”

King Dingding didn't know how long it had been since their time.

But he knew.

The catastrophe is not over yet.

In this world, there must still be people who are ready to fight at any time.

"yes, I see. ”

Yi Changqing bowed slightly, then turned around and swept towards the void.

After he rushed out of the void, the void crack in the sky was constantly healing and sealing, but when the crack shrank to hundreds of feet, it seemed to encounter some kind of resistance, and it had not been able to completely heal.

The rift is healing, opening, healing, opening......

Yi Changqing's brows furrowed slightly.

"Isn't the strength of King Dingding enough?"

He pointed at the sword, and the spatial rhyme flowed.

Then, one after another spatial runes were struck, turning into a rune light condensed from thousands of runes and falling on the void rift.

Airplanes......

In an instant, under the action of internal and external actions, the crack closes quickly.

Soon, the sky returned to normal.

Immediately, Yi Changqing set his eyes on the black mud in the mountain range and the many creatures that were affected by the black mud and were killing each other.

Thankfully, because of the blockade of the sword array and sword qi, and the timely closure of the void rift by Yi Changqing and King Dingding, these black muds were confined to a certain range and did not spread on a large scale.

"Mr. Yi, what the hell are these things?"

The Storm King walked up to Yi Changqing and asked with a solemn face.

Yi Changqing pondered for a while, "Great Tribulation!"

"The Great Tribulation?"

The Storm King's face changed slightly.

He didn't know what it meant, but judging from Yi Changqing's expression and these two words, he knew how serious it was.

"Feather Spirit Realm, the Great Tribulation of the Ink Spirit Realm!"

Yi Changqing briefly said the matter of the catastrophe.

The Storm King's face grew solemn. "In this way, if this catastrophe cannot be stopped, the two realms will cease to exist. ”

"Exactly, no one can avoid it unless it is detached. ”

Detached......

What a desirable two words.

But Yi Changqing's detachment alone is not a problem.

Everyone's detached?

This is a fantasy, a fool's dream.

If everyone can be detached, is detached still called detachment?

"Mr. Yi has done so much to unify the two realms, in order to concentrate all his forces to deal with this catastrophe?" said the Storm King.

"If not, with my strength, I can get away with the world, why get involved in these chaotic power battles and conspiracy calculations. ”

Yi Changqing said helplessly.

If he has nothing to worry about, he can leave it alone.

However, if a person can really be carefree, it is bound to be ruthless and unrighteous, this kind of thing, Yi Changqing asked himself if he could do it.

"Storm Belt is ready to fully support Mr. Storm in the future. ”

The Storm King said solemnly.

"Good. ”

Yi Changqing glanced at the black mud flowing on the ground, and smiled helplessly: "Now that the vacation is over, it's time to get busy again." ”