(); Although the spatial barrier laid by Chang Ming is extremely defensive, it is not indestructible.

When he was fighting Leng Tong at the beginning, why was he able to carry a spatial rift in his attack? At that time, he knew almost nothing about the rules of space, and the reason why he was able to do this was because he placed an acceleration divine pattern on the blade formed by the right hand of the god. A large number of acceleration patterns were stacked, increasing the knife speed to a certain extent. The speed turned into impact, and the powerful energy vibrated the space, tearing it apart violently.

Yes, when the energy is strong enough to a certain extent, it will naturally have an impact on the space. Including Chang Ming's spatial barrier, as long as the energy is strong enough, it can be shattered like an eggshell.

Now in front of Chang Ming's eyes, a large number of boulders rushed towards the first layer of spatial barriers, and in an instant, this layer of film was really like an eggshell, turning into countless purple-black fragments, disappearing in the air.

But it doesn't matter, the first layer has been breached, and there is a second layer.

Moving forward like a flood of rubble, Chang Ming thought that this planet was too small before, but now compared it to his human being, he was incomparably small. Chang Ming's body was surrounded by layer after layer of spatial obstacles, and he was at the back of the barrier, tightly guarded, his hair and clothes were not moving.

Even calmer was his expression, he looked intently ahead, as if he was observing something.

For him, the impact of large and small gravel is nothing. He stared at some of the oddities in the rubble, his eyebrows furrowed, and his hands stretched out again.

Fighting against the black shadow on the black scorching star just now, Chang Ming's consumption was far more than his own spiritual power. The most critical thing is. The energy of the divine core crystal in his hand was exhausted, and if he didn't recover it with an electrodeter, he couldn't continue to use it.

Therefore, what he was holding in his hand now was a ground-level nuclear crystal, and the energy in the nuclear crystal was quickly extracted and turned into a divine pattern. The golden pattern is printed on the purple-black space barrier, like a pattern on lacquerware, which is very beautiful.

Uncle Hai swept not far behind him. Although Chang Ming was in danger now, he was not in a hurry to make a move. He did attach great importance to Chang Ming's life, but he also knew it very well. The young man has to let go and let him go on his own. He can go further and more steadily. Even if he might stumble in the middle, it would only turn into his future experience.

He stared closely at Chang Ming's every move, and then an expression of admiration suddenly appeared on his face, and he muttered, "The kid did a good job." Clever!"

I saw the secondary god pattern and the attached space barrier. Be a part of it. Chang Ming slightly modified its structure. As soon as the Divine Tattoo made a move, he immediately disconnected from him and could no longer draw energy from his hand. But it attaches a space barrier. Become a part of it at once and get the amount from the connected spaces!

So at this time, the god pattern took off, and the color became brighter and brighter, and when the gravel hit, it almost turned into a noble dark gold, inconspicuous, but it contained stronger power.

These rubbles are made from the fragmentation of an entire planet, and are actually boulders in front of the space barrier. The boulder slammed into the barrier attached to the god pattern, and the barrier shook for a while, but the god pattern had already climbed the boulder, and while dissolving its impact, some faint black qi between the boulders was also dissolved at the same time.

Yes, what Chang Ming cares about most is not the impact of the boulder that comes straight ahead, but the black fog hidden in the middle! This black fog is the same as the previous black star, which can pollute the structure of people's souls. If it is allowed to fall with the falling rocks everywhere in this star field, all his companions who come with him will suffer.

Layers of spatial barriers were torn apart by the force of the boulders, and new ones were built layer by layer. The energy of the earth core crystal in Chang Ming's hand was passing rapidly, and he couldn't support it for long. But he still didn't panic at all, as if everything was still under his control.

When the boulder destroys the spatial barrier, it will also take some of it away and disappear into another layer of space adjacent to it. The boulders were decreasing at a visible rate, and finally the competition was in a stalemate. It depends on whether the boulder disappears first, or whether Chang Ming's energy runs out first.

Chang Ming's newly recovered mental power was like a waterfall again, but his fingers were still extremely stable as they were steady. Finally, he drew a figure, and another spatial barrier was formed. The moment it formed, the earth core crystal in Chang Ming's hand exploded into powder.

At this time, the remnants of the boulder were less than one percent of what it used to be, and it was connected to the spatial barrier, and the impact was far less than before, and the divine pattern attached to the barrier absorbed most of it.

However, the power of an entire planet is still amazingly powerful, only one percent, which is still amazingly powerful. The spatial barrier crumbled for a moment, then silently exploded, turning into wisps of purple-black shadows. The remaining rubble rushed towards Chang Ming's chest, and the edge of the first piece was sharp, like a sharp stone axe.

At this time, Chang Ming's face was already pale, and the consumption of a large amount of spiritual power brought him to the brink of overdraft again.

His fingers could no longer maintain their previous stability, and they had begun to tremble slightly. The huge "stone axe" arrived in front of him, and although the edge was not sharp, the head and the impact alone were enough to split him in half!

Chang Ming pointed out again, and the golden light suddenly appeared in mid-air, but before the divine pattern could be formed, it had already scattered into countless points of light and disappeared without a trace. At this moment, Chang Ming's spiritual power has been completely emptied!

The intense consumption of mental power will affect the physical state, Chang Ming took a step back and wanted to dodge, but the stone axe was too big, and his body was not as good as before, so there was no way to leave the range of the stone axe.

Seeing that Chang Ming was about to be split, one hand put on the blade of the stone axe, and just lightly put it on, its power disappeared completely. Then, a circle of ripples centered on the contact point spread out in all directions. Like a stone falling into a lake, the stone axe splashes huge "waves" that distort the air around it slightly. But that didn't stop it from sinking, and it quickly disappeared into the ripples, along with the large and small debris next to it.

Chang Ming was behind the "ripples", and the light in front of him was distorted, but he could still see clearly. He knew that it was Uncle Hai who made the move, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief. As soon as this breath was released, his eyes suddenly turned black, and the whole person fell to the ground. Before he fell, he felt one hold him up, and then he lost consciousness.

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In a short period of time, Chang Ming overdrew his mental power twice in a row.

After the first overdraft, although he took the initiative to recover completely, he did not really return to his best condition.

Why has the mechanic always been more taboo about such a thing as mental power overdraft? Because when the soul is overdrawn, the soul structure will also be damaged. Mental power can be restored after being consumed, but the damage to the soul structure is essentially destroyed. Normally, if the damage is not too severe, it will be able to repair itself after a certain period of time. But if you continue to overdraw, and you are damaged before it is repaired, this damage cannot be reversed!

There have been such situations before, after a mechanic has been continuously overdrawn, his spiritual power is instantly downgraded, and he can no longer be promoted.

Chang Ming's knowledge of the soul structure is far better than that of others, and when he recovered just now, he stabilized his soul structure at the same time, but it was still in a fragile state. Before it was completely consolidated, he was overdrawn for the second time, and now Chang Ming, even in a coma, felt a sharp pain one after another. This intense pain comes from the depths of the soul, and it cannot be stopped even if there is no consciousness at all.

His body twitched one after another, the few remnants of his mental power were in a trance, and the originally stable and delicate soul structure was a little distorted, as if it might collapse at any time.

Chang Ming was very dangerous now, but he didn't feel it at all, and his consciousness kept sinking deeper.

He felt like he was sitting on a flight of steps, his cheeks resting, looking at the sunset that was about to sink in the distance, and the shadow stretched far and wide on the ground.

There was a faint sound of quarrels behind him, one old and weak, the other young and excited. Obviously, the former has lost the upper hand in the quarrel and is gradually becoming weaker.

The quarrel faded until it fell silent.

Chang Ming sat for a long time, feeling the cold air dipping into his ass from the steps below his buttocks, he felt a little cold, so he stood up and turned to look into the room.

It was very dark in the room, and the only light shrouded in a chair by the window. There was an old man sitting on the chair, holding a silver thing, rubbing it repeatedly, his face was expressionless, but a heavy air was permeating him, almost drowning Chang Ming.

Chang Ming trotted over to the old man, did not speak, but knelt down and buried his face in his knees. His body had become very small, but he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary, as if it were normal.

The old man's hands were knotted, like the withered roots of an old tree, gently caressing his head. He let out a long sigh and said, "Xiaoming, maybe your mother is right. These things are outdated. ”

Chang Ming raised his head, looked at his grandfather with dark eyes, and said persistently: "No, I like this!"

He snatched the wrench from his grandfather's hand and held it in his arms: "I like this, I'm going to learn this!"

Grandpa looked at him and finally laughed. He looked out the window and said yearningly, "Xiaoming, I regret when that old guy disappears." I thought I could go with him. He's the world we're supposed to be in...... It's a pity. ”

After just a few words, Grandpa fell silent and never spoke again.

Chang Ming didn't know what these words meant at the time, so he had long forgotten them behind his head, but at this time, they appeared in his consciousness and were extremely clear. What is clearer is the grandfather's stunned and yearning expression.

That old guy should be referring to Uncle Hai. "The world we should be in" is the Sky Dome Continent.

Grandpa, is this the world you yearn for? Now that I'm here, this is my world!

As the thought crossed his mind, a wave of consciousness suddenly poured into his mind, spreading like wildfire! (To be continued......