In the earthy yellow space, a black figure was suspended in mid-air, and the space where the boundless momentum erupted shook and shook, Zhang Dongming felt that he had become a small yellow villain, firmly suppressed on the small black sign, and an earthy yellow light point brighter than the stars hovered above his head, emitting a soft yellow light, nourishing the body, making his body more condensed, and able to resist the black figure suspended in mid-air. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The space is silent, a black figure standing up to the sky, a tiny little earthy yellow figure not much bigger than an ant, the face is still unclear, like a small noodle figure pinched out by a clumsy pastry chef, sitting cross-legged on a small black sign with thin arms and legs, looking at the black figure high above.

The momentum of the black figure is still improving, the earthy yellow space is a realm of its own, without the restrictions of the first planet on the power of transcending the rules, the momentum of the black figure has increased exponentially, and the black is even thicker, like a piece of dark iron casting, exuding a swarthy light, and the body shaking turned into a two-handed sword several zhang long, slashing towards Zhang Dongming.

The small black sign swished out, taking Zhang Dongming to escape into the distance, the earthy yellow space was very large, and the huge two-handed big sword only occupied one percent, and the small black brand was like a meteor catching the moon, crossing the black light one after another, and escaping quickly.

The sharp two-handed sword followed closely behind, and the non-stop buzzing tip of the sword pointed firmly at Zhang Dongming.

Zhang Dongming screamed and screamed, lying on the small black sign, confused and didn't know where he was.

He remembered that he was fighting with the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth heavenly god, and he used a blood silk net to cover the shadow clone of the twenty-fourth heavenly body along with himself. Without the advantage of speed, the stealth clone has a sharp decrease in lethality, and it can only break through its own skin, as long as it is working harder, it can trap the stealth clone firmly, how did it get here all of a sudden?

Could it be another independent space set up by a Chinese ancestor?

The two-handed big sword suddenly turned into two, two into four, and four into eight...... , soon turned into twenty-four two-handed swords, fluttering around and encircling on all sides, forming a sword net, chasing after the front and back, as if vowing to kill Zhang Dongming before he would give up.

The earthy yellow space is much smaller than the independent space of Huaxia Ancestor at the bottom of the lake in Yulong Village, the small black sign is fast, and it escapes from one end to the other in one breath, a smooth barrier is in front of him, the small black brand does not need to be commanded, Zhang Dongming does not know how to command, it is firmly pasted on the small black sign like a dog skin plaster, and the small brand takes him around.

The twenty-four two-handed swords that followed closely formed a sword net, covering the sky and the earth, and the small black brand did not retreat but advanced, and flew quickly towards a two-handed sword. Ah~!In Zhang Dongming's screams, he rubbed his hands tightly and rushed out of the sword net.

A wisp of sword wind swept away one of Zhang Dongming's arms, his soul trembled, and there was a sharp pain of sucking the marrow and cramping, and Zhang Dongming, who was in pain, almost fell off the small black brand.

The earthy yellow light spot that had been hovering overhead emitted a soft yellow light, which warmly shrouded Zhang Dongming's body, the severe pain dissipated, and the torn wound was a little itchy.

The severed arm did not fall downward, but chased after Zhang Dongming as if it was alive, and a small yellow stick was like an arrow, quickly catching up with Zhang Dongming.

The wound on the shoulder stretched out countless filaments to grab the flying arm, dragged back to the shoulder, the itching disappeared, Zhang Dongming moved his arm, and the broken arm turned out to be intact and grew together by itself.

The pursuing two-handed greatsword paused for a moment, and soon pursued again.

Zhang Dongming was a little confused, slowly looking at this earthy yellow space, déjà vu, his heart moved violently, this will not be the sea of his divine consciousness!

In the past, when I looked inward, I often saw a small black sign floating in the sea of consciousness, and there were earthy yellow light spots, but I couldn't see myself, but now I have also appeared - and I have become an earthy yellow villain.

The more I think about it, the more likely it is, I let out a big cry in my heart, and I dare to chase Lao Tzu to kill when I enter the sea of Lao Tzu's knowledge, I don't know how thick the sky is, see Lao Tzu destroy you.

Destroy you! I roared in my heart, my eyes rolled wildly, except for a small black brand and a small earthy yellow dot of light in the sea of my divine consciousness, I was poor and had nothing, and the earthy yellow villain was also bare, without half a piece of equipment, and there was no way to start if I wanted to resist.

Twenty-four two-handed swords intertwined and circled, forming a piece of sword net to block the small black brand, the small black brand rushed left and right and suddenly chased behind a two-handed big sword, Zhang Dongming, who was lying on the small brand, stretched out his hand and grabbed the hilt of the two-handed big sword, proud in his heart, and saw that Lao Tzu returned the other way to the other......

The big sword in both hands accelerated violently, Zhang Dongming screamed and was almost taken off the small black brand, the old man with one arm stretched, the small arm that was as thin as a small wooden stick, was even pulled into a filament.

"Damn, I want to run!" Zhang Dongming pulled back hard, the filaments that extended into his arms were extremely tough, and they didn't break under the drag of the two parties.

The small black brand was faster with Zhang Dongming's retreat, and suddenly caught up with the two-handed sword, and a mouth suddenly grew out of the black and smooth side, and it bit on the hilt of the sword, and with a click, it actually bit off a small piece from the hilt.

The twenty-four two-handed swords were disassembled, each two meters long, the small black brand was no more than two inches in size, and the mouth was only the size of a peanut bean. Zhang Dongming seemed to see the opportunity to defeat the twenty-four big swords, grabbed the hilt of the sword tightly, dragged it back hard, and desperately sent it to the mouth of the small black brand.

The small black brand is also in hot pursuit, not escaping, but chasing the two-handed big sword that Zhang Dongming dragged and gnawed, and the cooperation of one person and one card complements each other seamlessly.

"Hahaha, haha," Zhang Dongming, who was lying on the small black sign, laughed proudly, he didn't expect that the small brand turned into a heavenly god attribute board could also devour the two-handed sword made of the twenty-fourth heavenly god hidden clone, if he could even swallow the twenty-fourth heavenly god, it would be even more wonderful.

The triumphant Zhang Dongming flew between the twenty-four two-handed swords, ah! With a scream, his slender arm was cut off by another two-handed sword, and his five fingers were still firmly grasped on the hilt, and a slender earthy yellow silk thread fluttered and fell behind the two-handed sword.

"Ah, my hand!" Zhang Dongming exclaimed, but he was not worried, the arm that was broken at the elbow did not bleed, and the broken part did not look like it was made of flesh and blood, but a cloud of mist faintly revealing a trace of golden light.

Divine consciousness transformed, or he cultivated into the body of a primordial infant, Zhang Dongming couldn't figure it out for a while, and he couldn't figure out that Zhang Dongming's realm of cultivation was far behind his own strength.