Chapter 865: Is It Strength?

Wang Sili hadn't completely recovered from the shock just now, and now she fell directly into another situation that subverted her imagination.

She stared even more blankly at the crack in front of her, and her heart was agitated.

There is not the slightest fear, there is not the slightest panic, there is only the excitement in the eyes that cannot be extinguished.

This mood is somewhat indescribable, but it has a fatal attraction that seems to be very different from her habitual habits.

But a seed was still planted in her heart.

Is it power?

It doesn't seem to be, the kind that is more primitive than power, and more pure······ She fumbled in a daze, and inadvertently fell into meditation.

Even the thoughts and minds seem to be floating, light and soft, the head does not touch the sky and the feet do not touch the ground, there is an indescribable mystery.

Fan Congwen on the side saw that the look on her face was low, but she was scared stupid, and after the space crack was completely torn open, she immediately got into it with someone.

Above the dark water, the yin wind blows the attachment and delusion of every wandering soul, and the rising black gas is like a huge gear, rising and falling endlessly between the dark water and the air, like a bottomless reincarnation.

A black back, a single figure floating above the dark water.

The still-peaceful waters tumbled at his feet, forming the only natural music for him.

Fifteen minutes have passed since Jiang Futing sent a message to Su Hong, but there is still no movement.

According to his own understanding of him, Su Hong is not the kind of person who does not read the news in time.

This only shows that there is a good chance that something has happened in the city!

Could it be that all the cities that have been invaded have not been able to withstand them?

But when he thought about it, he felt that it was wrong.

Anyway, there are still a lot of mansions in the underworld, before he came out, he passed the news to Lin Ling very accurately, no matter how powerful the artifact is, as long as there are those mansion monarchs above to support it for a while, even if it is defeated, it will not be so fast.

What went wrong?

He fell into an uneasy trap for a while, and the mobile phone in his hand turned off the screen by itself at some point, and rolled the screen back.

Looking through the palm of his hand, he could see the deep dark water below, so deep that he could not see the bottom, as if he could swallow all the things in the world silently.

If only this dark water that can turn ten thousand bones can swallow the ** and troubles of living beings by the way, there will be no such mess that we have to face now.

Jiang Futing's thoughts were blown everywhere by this bone-scraping yin wind, and finally sighed as if compromised.

He clutched his mobile phone, and his gaze passed through the long distance, landing in the direction of the ruins thousands of miles away.

There was obviously still a fierce battle in that place, and the aftermath of the agitation contained a lot of energy, and there was always a residual sweep that swept over him.

In the distant battle, there seemed to be lightning and thunder in the layers of clouds and mist, and the black clouds were illuminated unusually clearly from time to time.

And at this moment, another familiar humming sound spread out again.

The space around him trembled violently, and the dark water below once again rolled into huge waves.

This kind of strangeness, which was slightly similar to the previous one, suddenly made Jiang Futing have a bad premonition.

Then, he sensed a supreme aura, spreading like green smoke from the front.

The moment he smelled that breath, Jiang Futing felt that his strength was no longer under his control, and he stopped for a moment.

This feeling of being out of his control made him panic for no reason.

At the same time, he suddenly heard a familiar cracking sound.

He suffered the loss of space power several times in succession, and when he heard this voice, the whole thing

The person immediately reflexively tensed and judged the direction of the sound.

His sharp eyes stared closely, and then he arched his back, like a fierce beast in danger ready to fight to the death.

The crisp sound of "click" sounded like a cannonball, and sure enough, above the space thousands of kilometers away, a bloody mouth suddenly opened.

To his surprise, this crack was not the spatial crack he imagined, but two figures slowly appeared from inside.

Because it was a little far away from the direction of the crack, Jiang Futing didn't see it clearly, so he could only hold back his breath and get close to him silently.

As a result, the two figures also moved, and at a speed that he couldn't catch up, they rushed straight to the ruins with a clear goal!

The distance between the two sides was rapidly widening, and soon, Jiang Futing couldn't even catch the shadow of their breath.

The only thing I could feel was that as the two shadows got closer to the ruins, the resonance between heaven and earth became more and more intense, as if the world was about to be overturned.

The dark water below swelled with each other irregularly, and the waves that were shooting everywhere were like infighting, fierce fighting.

The cold wind blew indiscriminately, and the black clouds hanging overhead were forced to sway.

Jiang Futing almost didn't stabilize his balance for a while, and swiped to the side.

The invisible and terrifying power that spread out from the ruins lightly crossed hundreds of millions of miles of dark water, from this end of the underworld, spread to the distant Huangquan Road, covered the backshade mountain where there was no grass and no water, and finally spread to the entire underworld.

Under the gods, it is the rule.

It is supreme.

The strong restraining force crushed the turbidity in Jiang Futing's body, and the flowing soul body was like a heavy sandbag, flying slower and slower.

As a last resort, he concentrated and released the countless divine powers he had swallowed, and only then did the constraints in his body wash away.

The turbid air seemed to be gathering all the water under his feet, and he then rushed forward with all his might.

It's just that the closer he gets to the ruins, the little divine power in his body is not enough for him to fight against the power in the ruins.

When he returned to the Cape, it took at least twice as long as he had come, and at last he saw who the two shadows hanging above were when he landed at the Cape.

The girl in the white dress is particularly eye-catching in this dark environment, she is like a lighthouse in the dark night, focusing all the light around her on her.

Why is she here?

She's not supposed to be in ······

Could it be that something really happened to Su Hongna?

And Fan Congwen's ability to tear up space?

Countless questions flashed through Jiang Futing's mind at once, blocking his brain.

He subconsciously hid behind a relatively large rock, feeling that the development of events was just inadvertent, completely beyond his expectations.

For example, Wang Sili was arrested, which he never expected.

He couldn't even think of anything to explain to Lin Ziqing for a while, and he was so stunned that he didn't even have emotions.

The anger, worry, and anxiety that should have been there seemed to have been solidified with the restrained power in his body.

Some dazed eyes fell from the arrested Wang Sili to the artifact in Fan Congwen's other hand.

The white crescent moon now revealed a jade-like shining and translucent texture, and the breath that made the whole world frightened seemed to emanate from there.

Jiang Futing recognized the artifact at a glance, and he carefully held his breath and tried to calm himself down.

Judging from the current situation, the artifact in Fan Congwen's hand is obviously about to be completely activated, and the abnormal movement at this moment should be the half of the piece in his hand and the half of the piece in the ruins

There is a sense of resonance.

At least for now, the way the evil spirit rushed out was the same as guessed, with the last activated power, rushing out in one fell swoop.

It's just that Fan Congwen deliberately caught Wang Sili here, what is this?

Threatened?

Jiang Futing quickly judged the situation and cautiously approached Bai Tang's side, and as the distance approached, the conversation between the two sides reached his ears.

Fan Congwen's voice was full of arrogance in his eyes: "Do you think your struggle is useful?" I know you're very powerful, but no matter how powerful you are, you think you have the ability to fight against artifacts? If I were you, I would surrender and surrender to my command, and at least save the dog's life. ”

Bai Tang was still using all his strength to suppress the evil spirits, he set aside a little free time, and smiled at Fan Congwen viciously: "This thing of dog life is indeed quite suitable for you." ”

He said and glanced at Wang Sili, who was a little dazed in Fan Congwen's hand: "Taking a little girl is such a thing, and it is also done by a dog like you." No, to say that you are like a dog, and to insult a dog. ”

Fan Congwen was scolded by him and burned up, he has always been in a high position in the sect, when has he ever been insulted like this.

This is to directly rip his face off his face and throw it on the ground to step on!

He suppressed the anger in his heart, and stared at the young man in front of him with a red face: "You can speak as fast as you can at this time!" It's you who toast yourself and don't eat and drink, so don't blame me for being ruthless. ”

He suddenly lifted the groggy Wang Sili in his hand and shouted, "Jiang Li! Get ready to merge artifacts! ”

And at this moment, a gray streamer suddenly swept from the distance.

The speed of the streamer was extremely fast, and when Fan Congwen reacted, a distant aura of silence had already pressed on his body.

His first reaction was to be optimistic about the sacrifice in his hand!

The hand holding Wang Sili shrank suddenly, and the other hand hurriedly mobilized the artifact, but his reaction was a step slower.

In the gray mist-rising figure, a snow-white arm suddenly reached out and slapped it on the hand he pinched one step ahead of him.

The artifact in his hand immediately rose into the air!

"Bai Tang!"

"Jiang Li!"

The two violent shouts rushed to the sky together, deafening!

A black and white figure immediately swept away.

And at the moment when the two different hands were about to touch the artifact, an even more terrifying force suddenly erupted from the artifact and the ruins above!

The terrifying power once again swept across the underworld at an instantaneous speed!

The whole hell seemed to sink into a huge furnace at once, and the scorching heat almost melted everything in the underworld.

The black clouds floating in the sky kept making a "lala" sound, and the ghostly qi, anger and resentment were rapidly thinning at an unimaginable speed.

And this state did not last long, and even the ghosts felt that the cold was extremely cold, and the previous heat was replaced in an instant.

Not only did the water stop flowing, but a thin layer of frost even formed on the surface of the water.

At this point, the world seems to have opened a huge perpetual motion machine, alternating endlessly between extreme heat and extreme cold.

The underworld is full of life-destroying chaos, and the whole underworld has fallen into a terrible purgatory.

There are few ghosts that can resist this extreme rotation, and wherever there are wandering spirits, there is a miserable mourning everywhere.

Jiang Futing used the power in his body to the extreme to forcibly resist this strange phenomenon.

Although the turbidity on his body can absorb these things and turn them into his own use, this kind of serious overload will only burst the soul body.

The crescent moon hanging above was full of white light, directly shaking away the two people who shot.

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