For ordinary people, darkness means great fear.

Because the eye cannot see, the fear of the unknown that cannot be seen or touched is an instinct in the human blood.

But for cultivators, especially cultivators like Zhang Qingfeng, who stood at the top of the pyramid of the cultivation world, there was no difference between night and day.

His powerful spiritual perception could easily capture all the subtle movements within a radius of more than ten miles, which had already broken through the limitations of his vision.

Facing the huge palm that fell from the sky, Zhang Qingfeng's figure flashed again and again, and each time it flashed, it would appear somewhere ten miles away, because the speed was too fast, the previous figure had not disappeared, and his person had already appeared elsewhere, so if someone could see this scene clearly, they would find that there were more than a dozen Zhang Qingfeng in the air!

The speed of this teleportation is extremely terrifying.

Looking at the entire continent, it is difficult for someone who can be faster than Zhang Qingfeng to find the second one, especially under the suppression of the black clouds.

"It's useless, you can't escape. ”

The voice of the boss of the Black Witch Clan reached Zhang Qingfeng's ears.

"Give it up, this Heavenly Handprint connects the entire swamp, it is the law of black water created by the ancestors of our clan for generations, even if you are ten times faster, you can't escape the control of the handprint. ”

The Law of Creation?

Zhang Qingfeng, who was looking for a loophole in his handprint through teleportation, heard these shocking words without any expression on his face.

The strength of this palm is undeniable.

It is like a dense net, with the fingers under the grip, the air between heaven and earth has become heavy, and Zhang Qingfeng's surroundings are even more born a cloud of water vapor, these water vapor is extremely viscous, once it is on the body, it is like falling into a muddy swamp, and then want to get out, but it is not so easy, Zhang Qingfeng keeps teleporting, it seems to be looking for the loophole of the handprint, but the real reason is to avoid the maggot bone-attached water vapor!

The speed at which the palms of his hands closed became slower and slower, the air in his palms became completely turbid, Zhang Qingfeng's teleportation distance became shorter and shorter, and the interval was getting longer and longer.

"Surrender. ”

The voice of the Dark Witch Ancestor came again.

"If you don't surrender again, when my fists are clenched, you won't have a chance to live. ”

At this time, Zhang Qingfeng had replaced his breathing with fetal breath, and the space he was in was pitch black, and his cold and bright eyes were looking at the space around him inch by inch.

This big hand is condensed by the power of rules.

In the process of dodging just now, Zhang Qingfeng had already discerned that there were at least forty-three rule powers.

These rules are strong and weak, complex and complicated, and they are absolutely impossible to get along with each other in close proximity, but I don't know why, they seem to be bound together by some invisible force, and they actually form a perfect death cage that can be attacked and defended!

"No, there must be some secret that I haven't discovered. ”

Zhang Qingfeng, who was trapped in the palm of his hand, had a flash of thought, desperately recalling the bits and pieces he had experienced when he dodged before.

In the battle of the powerhouses of the Nine Realms, it is useless to rely on brute force, and before finding the weakness of the other party, all attacks and resistance are useless consumption and meaningless.

"It is impossible for so many rules to belong to one person, let alone coexist at the same time. ”

"For them to function at the same time without being mutually exclusive, they must be attached, and they can only be glued together by some force...... Could it be it?"

Zhang Qingfeng woke up suddenly, looked up at the air, and his eyes gradually became hot.

"It must be it! It's a cloud beast!"

Zhang Qingfeng finally understood why that black palm had such terrifying power, and finally figured out why it was impossible for more than forty kinds of rule powers to coexist at the same time to act in this space at the same time.

It's a cloud beast, and it's all working with the help of the power of the cloud beast!

Thinking of this, the doubts of the four Dark Witch Clan Ancestors before, but only three of them spoke, suddenly became clear.

This cloud beast guarding the north is actually not an independent existence at all, its true identity should be the war pet or slave of the boss of the Eastern Black Witch Clan, and all the attacks it sends out are under the control of the boss of the Black Witch Clan!

And now, it has transformed into this huge palm to trap itself, which means that this cloud beast is hiding somewhere in the palm at this time, and even in its body, this viscous air may be its blood, and the pitch-black palm may be its skin, its flesh, its bones!

Thinking of this, Zhang Qingfeng's eyes became brighter and brighter, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a wicked smile appeared on his face, and then, his body began to burn.

First, a little light the size of a grain of rice ignited in his sea of wisdom, and then his body began to light up with dazzling white light, these white lights illuminated his body crystal clear, and with a loud sound, those white lights turned into a silver-white flame, completely enveloping Zhang Qingfeng!

"Damn, don't you want to die?"

Seeing Zhang Qingfeng bathed in flames, the boss of the Black Witch Clan screamed, as a powerhouse of the Nine Realms, he could naturally see what the fire on Zhang Qingfeng's body was, it was the aura in his body that was burning!

Burning the spirit and exploding themselves, these are all the last killing moves of cultivators to break through the net and burn the jade.

Although Zhang Qingfeng was trapped, he was far from being forced into a life-and-death situation where he had no choice but to do anything, the boss of the Black Witch Clan had seen Zhang Qingfeng's strength, if he was not afraid of his invincible sword, it would be impossible to frequently induce him to surrender, as soon as he made a move, he cast a powerful and ungodly handprint, to put it bluntly, the meaning of intimidation is far greater than killing.

But where did he think that Zhang Qingfeng not only did not give in, but began to burn the aura in his body, and used this kind of killing move that can only be used in a desperate situation to fight against himself, he is a strong man in the Nine Realms, and he has just used a secret method to devour the essence and blood of the black bull, which means that at this time he has the energy of two Nine Realm masters in his body, if he is allowed to continue, the consequences will be unimaginable!

Although he was anxious, the boss of the Black Witch Clan had nothing to do.

There is no way to stop the suicidal counterattack of a Nine Realm powerhouse, even if he uses magic to the sky, there is nothing he can do!

The flames on Zhang Qingfeng's body burned more and more, and the whole person turned into a blazing sun, illuminating the space within a radius of dozens of miles as bright as day!

In the ever-spreading light, there was the crackling sound of flames burning wood all around, vaguely mixed with the painful groans of some beast.

Zhang Qingfeng slowly closed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness spread out along the light emitted by the burning aura, and when he wandered to the finger gap between the little finger and ring finger of the half-held big hand, an undetectable aura was thrown into his perception.

Zhang Qingfeng smiled.

Then, out of the sword!