Chapter 22: Rescue the Man in the War Painting
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"How did he get out!"
Yang Ke exclaimed, even with his deep city, he couldn't control his emotions, which showed the shock of his mood.
"Boom."
The space was shaken, and there were even subtle cracks in many places. It's only a matter of time before the space is broken.
"Your methods are terrible." There was already a hint of anger in the voices of the people in the painting.
"Who?" I was petrified in the bell-shaped barrier, and although my consciousness was sinking, I also vaguely sensed familiar breaths and friendly voices.
I don't know if it's when I'm falling. Hallucinations were generated.
But I am very critical now, I will fall at any time, as long as this gray liquid flows into my eyes, it can penetrate into the sea of divine consciousness through my fragile eyes, and my soul is also petrified.
The soul was affected by the breath wafting from the gray liquid, which is why it quickly weakened. I'm going to have to block the last line of defense.
"Snorr."
Large flakes of liquid are spilled. It clings to me, wrapping me tightly inside and out, and attacking my eyes.
"Quick, strengthen the space, before he breaks the space, you must kill Yang Yun!"
Yang Ke commanded his subordinates, and then slapped his hands on the bell-shaped barrier fiercely, striking a huge force to penetrate the barrier, shaking my petrified body to crack.
"I have always cared about the internal affairs of the Yang family, but you have hit us with your ideas."
The old man's voice was full of power.
"Click." Another blow and shock, the barrier of the outer layer of space broke and was connected to the outside world, but the crack was too small. It is not yet accessible to people.
"How did you get out, we lured you into the Chaos Rift, and imposed the World Destroying Array, and there are so many people presiding over the formation, you can't get out! You're just a half-emperor! ”
Yang Ke saw the figures of the outside world through the cracks in the space. His pupils constricted, and he drank in disbelief.
"You have set up a tight trap for me, but you can't trap me."
Outside the crack, an old man dressed in plain coarse cloth with a majestic expression, was in the shadow of a sacred mountain, and was bravely smashing the void.
Every time the fist fell, the Divine Mountain Phantom would hit the void with it, and the combined power of the two literally knocked out a narrow crack in this different dimension.
From the time he appeared to the time he hit the crack, it was less than 10 seconds. A total of 3 punches were thrown.
3 punches to break the other dimension, I'm afraid the power of each punch is close to the power of the Great Emperor.
"He is the current head of the Yang family, Yang De?" The voice of the person in the painting floated out, and the black back in the white mist floated a few times.
"Yes, Ancestor, I just don't know how he got out of trouble, our trapped array has trapped him for nearly 1 year, but he was coincidentally rescued today."
Yang Ke's face was speechless, and it was estimated that there were countless grass and mud horses galloping in his heart.
"You killed Yang Yun, and this person will be handed over to me." The huge ink painting swept towards the spatial crack.
"Click."
The spatial crack expanded rapidly, and the power of the old man outside rose sharply, and the ancient and terrifying qi machine diffused through the crack, pressing the Ghost Emperor and Dao Emperor with low strength to kneel to the ground.
"The head of the Yang family, yes, the Yang family can still have a strong man like you in the last days."
The ink painting floated to the crack in the space, and facing the old man, the person in the painting said solemnly.
"I don't care what you are, you seriously injured him today, I will cut off this wisp of your divine thoughts."
The majestic sound reverberates through the spatial rift throughout the space.
"Presumptuous!" The tone of the person in the painting was cold, and he was instantly enraged, "In the face of your ancestors, this is the attitude of you, the head of the family?" ”
"I am the head of the family, and the Yang family is now the oldest." The old man's punch distorted the space, and his fists were full of blood-colored flames.
"Peng."
The fist wrapped around the phantom of the sacred mountain, blasting the other dimension and dissolving a fist-sized hole.
"Your bloodline is at least a fifth-order evolution," the person in the painting was surprised again, "Being able to burst out the power of the Great Emperor in the cultivation of the Half Emperor, even in the prosperous era, is rare." ”
"No wonder they locked you in the Chaos Rift, they can only trap you for a very short time."
As he spoke, the back of the person in the painting slowly turned around.
"Groan."
As he turned around, a blood-colored sword light flew out of the ink painting, twisted in the air and disappeared in an instant, coming and going without a trace, but containing incredible power.
"Bloody Divine Sword, this move is useless to me."
The old man ignored the blood light and allowed the blood light to appear in front of his eyebrows, penetrating the sea of divine consciousness, and he stepped on it with one foot, trampling the outer wall of the other dimension to collapse and break.
"Click, click..." ,
The majestic phantom of the sacred mountain spread out into space along his feet, and the divine power resonated, shattering the nearby alternate dimension.
Suddenly, a gap the size of a house appeared in the sturdy alien dimension.
"Whew." The old man was in the shadow of the sacred mountain, and without saying a word, he was about to step into the space.
"When I'm furnishings?" The figure in the painting stands in the ink painting with his hands behind his back, facing the old man head-on.
It's just that his face is a blurry black, as if the brush was pressed his face when he was painting.
The ink painting is enlarged, blocking the way of the old man.
"Stand in my way?" The old man's beard, chin and the beard above his lips were slightly white, and his blood-colored pupils reflected a majestic mountain that rose up to the sky.
"All laws are one."
The person in the painting muttered a sentence and exerted his magical powers.
Suddenly, the space that the old man was in began to collapse, and the void sealed the old man, taking him with him to collapse and shatter.
At the same time, the old man's own strength turned out to be strangely devoured, and the Divine Mountain Phantom attacked the old man in turn, enveloping him and strangling him.
"Boom."
There was a sound of concussion and explosion in the old man's body.
"Town!" The phantom of the sacred mountain in his eyes rotated, and a simple mountain peak imprint appeared in the center of his eyebrows, and the imprint emitted a rich white light, and the white light spread rapidly, quickly illuminating a large area of the void.
"Poof."
Under the illumination of the white light, the supernatural power of the person in the painting was broken, and the old man regained his mobility, stepped on the void, and rushed forward with the help of his strength, condensing a huge white light wave between his fists.
"After merging with the mountain, your strength has changed drastically, which is interesting."
The man in the painting stands on the vast earth, his palms raised, and the cities standing on the ground behind him all slowly tremble, rise from the ground, and fly behind him in an instant, floating in the air.
"Let you understand a truth, no matter what, you must respect your ancestors."
In the face of the old man's full blow, the person in the painting waved his arm, and suddenly a large area of the city rushed over next to each other, bombarding the old man.
"Boom... ,
The two collided, the crisp sound vibrate, and the white light shot straight into the sky, illuminating Yang Ke and them couldn't open their eyes. In the white light, the phantom of the tall and majestic Mount Kinabalu and the phantom of the ancient Mount Kinabalu collided wildly.
The other dimensions could not withstand the pressure, and the space collapsed on a large scale.
"Boom." The shock wave generated by the fight between the two spread out, and Yang Ke and the others on the ground were violently swept away.
The three half-emperors failed to resist the shock wave, and it is conceivable that the level of the two of them has far surpassed that of the half-emperor.
"Bell." The shockwave spread across the bell-shaped barrier, shaking the barrier with a bang, and the force crashed through the barrier against me, knocking my body out of the dense cracks.
In a matter of seconds, my petrified body will be blown to pieces, and in that case, I will be dead, the molecules will solidify, and there will be no way to get out. Department of auspicious skills.
And by this time, the strange liquid had penetrated into the sea of my divine consciousness and began to petrify the soul.
My consciousness is getting more and more confused, but I seem to hear my grandfather's voice in a hazy way, and there seems to be a big battle outside, but I am not in the battle circle, there are other people on both sides of the battle, and Yang Ke and they no longer make a move, so I have a buffer time.
"Hold on, grandpa will rescue you right away."
Familiar and intimate voices crossed the space, pierced through the bell-shaped barrier, and rang in my heart.
There was a soul-calming power in the voice, and as soon as I heard it, I suddenly felt much more conscious, and a spirit returned to reality.
"It's Grandpa!" My soul flutters, I can't get it wrong with grandpa's voice, and that familiar breath is also grandpa's!
"Sla~~"
At this time, the shock wave in the giant ink painting surged, and the ink painting actually cracked, and the crack became bigger and bigger.