Brilliant silver light lit up in the space realm. The dark world was replaced by a silver starlight in the blink of an eye.

If there were no space storms, such a view would definitely make people linger. But the beauty of reality is full of endless killing opportunities, and if you look at it for too long, it will be doomed.

Dao silver light flew and hovered in the air, like a streamer ribbon, full of soft beauty.

More and more streamers come together and weave into a larger color net. Each color net is showing everyone their own unique dance posture.

"Beauty is beauty, and beauty kills people!" While appreciating beauty, Miao Junfeng did not dare to have a trace of relaxation.

"Boom", the color net shrouded Miao Junfeng's body like a tulle. In the next moment, it became soft and peaceful, and it immediately became violent and savage.

The silver lines turned into thousands of rotating spatial wind blades, and the dense spatial wind blades adjusted to the same frequency in the blink of an eye from the different frequencies at the beginning.

With the appearance of the same frequency, the powerful power of space opens the path of ruthless deprivation. They wantonly cut Miao Junfeng's body and wildly destroyed the resistance power released by Miao Junfeng.

The pain of ten thousand ants devouring his body gave Miao Junfeng a taste of purgatory. The endless power released by the way of life kept healing the injuries on his body.

In the constant alternation of pain and healing, Miao Junfeng's mind was greatly tested. As long as there is a slight loosening of one's will, what awaits him will be a fate even more terrifying than purgatory.

The wind whistled "whirring", and the space storm let go of his good temper and completely showed his tyrannical side.

The sharp cutting force, whether physical or imaginary, will be cut and shattered by it. In front of it, unless you are its controller or bosom friend, all your defenses will be in vain.

Miao Junfeng clenched his teeth, but he didn't let out a roar. Even if he was now cut to pieces, and the primordial spirit was separated from the physical body, he did not bow to the space storm.

With a sword roar, the sword of King Ming emitted a golden light. With the law of light, it does not allow the power of space to override itself.

But after all, the Ming Wang Sword has not reached the level of Lingbao, and its power is closely related to Miao Junfeng. In this space country that is isolated from the outside world and only has the laws of space, even if the Ming King Sword can withstand it for a while, it will only be unable to withstand the fierce and long-lasting offensive of the space storm.

There was a crisp sound of "ding", and cracks appeared on the sword body of King Ming's sword. The sword qi light curtain guarding outside the Qilin also collapsed and disappeared at this moment, making it have to face the destruction of the space storm.

The primordial spirit is immortal, and the physical body can be reshaped even if it turns into a blood mist. Miao Junfeng, who was hiding in Qilin's body, firmly believed that as long as he could hold on for a while, Chen Pingliang would definitely be the first to hold on.

It's a big gamble on endurance, perseverance and a solid foundation.

A "click" sound sounded, and fine cracks appeared on the surface of the unicorn's body. Once the Qilin Seal shatters, Miao Junfeng will be wiped out in the space storm without the slightest power to resist.

"What if I die?" Miao Junfeng had a flash of inspiration and thought of a clever plan.

Using the law of death in the way of death, his primordial spirit began to decay, like a blooming flower wilting in an instant.

Death filled his surroundings, and he began to merge with it. Death is him, he is death.

Fake death is true. With his death, the Ming King Sword and the Qilin lost their agile luster and became ornaments like dead objects.

The space storm swept by, shattering them to pieces, along with Miao Junfeng's flesh.

Perhaps because this was not a real space storm, after it raged, whether it was the Ming King Sword, the Qilin Seal or Miao Junfeng's body, it was not completely destroyed, but it was retained a little.

"Ahem, ahem..., it's been a long time since I've experienced such a draining battle. If you hold on a little longer, maybe the old decay won't be able to hold on. Chen Pingliang put his right hand into a fist in front of his mouth, coughing incessantly.

"The power of space is really strong, but you haven't cultivated the fire yet. If my estimation is correct, you should not have entered the level of the Dao, staying in the middle of the law and the Dao.

The Dao of Space is not your major path, you only cultivate it after ascending to the King's Realm. And the reason for repairing it should be related to your Shikami. Otherwise, with your comprehension and conditions, you would have been able to raise the law of space to the level of the Dao long ago. ”

"Hey! Why didn't you die? Chen Pingliang was not surprised to hear this voice, he looked over to the place where the debris remained.

The sound of "Boom..." sounded like a child murmuring. There is no brilliant luster, and there is no earth-shattering power, Miao Junfeng is like a phoenix reborn from the fire, reshaping its body little by little from the remaining shell.

The Ming King Sword and the Qilin Seal were affected by the aura of Miao Junfeng, and they also began to be reshaped little by little. They have faded away from the previous impetuousness and prosperity, leaving behind simplicity and years.

"The way of life, the way of nothingness, the way of destruction, the way of death. Miao Junfeng, are you really just a young man in your thirties? How can you feel that you have lived longer than you have lived? ”

Chen Pingliang noticed that Miao Junfeng used four Dao when he was playing against him. His Tao does not just stay at the level of the law, but really stands at the level of the Tao.

"What's so strange? If you can't do it yourself, it doesn't mean that others can't. I know that you are majoring in the way of killing, and the way of space is the auxiliary. Because of this, there are traces of killing everywhere in the spatial tricks you use.

Each Tao has its own unique charm, and you can innovate and create, but you can't change it. When you are not at the level of the Creator, it is a terrible act to change the Way.

Today you and I are not sitting and talking, and I don't want to go into a long speech. Thank you for the way of space, let me use my way to repay you! ”

With a "boom", a pillar of blood covering thousands of miles rose into the sky. In this huge pillar of blood, a floating word "kill" exudes a dazzling blood light there.

"Killing Dao Mark! You'd have it! No! That's impossible! I've been thinking about it all my life, how can I be figured out by a young man like you! This is a trick, it must be a trick! ”

After Chen Pingliang saw the mark of the killing path, he could no longer maintain his image as an old man and became crazy.

"Even then, you have to die!" At this time, Miao Junfeng was a real killing god, and he would not have the slightest pity for the old man in front of him.

"Kill!" As he spoke, the blood-colored light flashed and disappeared. The next moment, Chen Pingliang maintained his state, and was torn into countless pieces in an instant.

"If it weren't for the fact that I wanted to experience the power of space, do you think I would spend so much time with you?" After Miao Junfeng said this coldly, he didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked away.