Chapter Ninety-One: The Power of the Barbarian Spirit Realm

This huge palm in the old man's hand gathers the majestic energy between heaven and earth.

He smiled coldly: "Hmph, this palm of the kid has solved you." ”

Saying this, this palm slapped towards Yunyang.

The energy between heaven and earth all follows the palm of such a hand, rolling and flowing. Liliang, who was whistling to crush the mountain peaks, rushed towards Yunyang.

Yunyang's spiritual power was divided into silk threads, and one by one the silk threads passed through the majestic spiritual power palm and stabbed towards the old man's mind.

Yun Yang's body was under the control of his spiritual power, and he quickly dodged to the right.

The wind howled mixed with sand and stones, rushing over.

Although Yunyang said that he tried his best to dodge, how could the speed of a person be compared to the speed of the wind.

Although the turquoise palm was said to be empty, it hit the mountain peak in the distance, and the mountain peak was like being split by a huge thunderbolt, rumbling, and pieces of mountain rocks rolled down.

Stones the size of a stone house, the size of half a house, the size of a stone, rolled down from the top of the mountain.

The energy carried on the palm of his hand swept to Yun Yang, and this sweeping of the residual energy suddenly swiped on Yun Yang's body. Yunyang was thrown out of a distance of more than ten zhang at once like a leather ball.

A mouthful of blood spit it out.

Fortunately, the master always paid attention to his safety in his body, but fortunately, he didn't slap this palm.

In this way, Yunyang was also thrown into the middle of the land, and there was a loud bang. Yun Yang was thrown into the ground at once, and a three-foot-sized pit appeared on the ground. Cracks like cobwebs crept out on the ground.

The old man was also rushed into the middle of his mind by Yun Yang's spiritual power, and his mind was the most sophisticated and precious place in the human body, even if it was a brute cultivator.

The old man used his spiritual power and spiritual power to form a series of defenses, and his spiritual power still desperately attacked his spiritual barrier.

A ray of light seemed to have its own life, desperately trying to rush into his brain.

The sound of clicking came, and the barrier of spiritual power, under the silk thread of Yunyang's spirit, was completely shattered.

The old man's face showed a solemnity, and the spiritual power barrier was strengthened again.

The spiritual silk thread drilled desperately, and the spiritual power barrier also loosened under such spiritual power, shaking like a wall.

Once such spiritual power enters the mind, no one knows what kind of results will appear.

Even if it is a small rage, causing a little damage to the brain, it may make him stop on the road of brute cultivation.

You must know that more than ten years have passed, and he is still hovering on this barbarian spirit realm. If there is a slight problem in the brain, there is no possibility of moving forward in this life.

If the rage increases, he may become an unconscious walking corpse, which can be regarded as another form, death.

Yunyang slowly sat up from the ground, and the linen clothes on his body were already broken.

A little blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

Yun Yang's eyes flashed with a fierceness, his eyes were as bright as sword light, he stared at the old man and said coldly, "Come again." ”

With a stomp of footsteps, the body flew into the air again.

The black light on the life-chasing spear in his hand flickered, and a stream of earth vitality gathered at the tip of the life-chasing spear, and the life-chasing spear became five feet thick, and the earth element at the tip formed a basin-sized earth ball.

Yun Yang's spiritual power was also attached to the life-chasing spear one by one.

He stared at the old man with a persistent killing intent in his words: "You taste this blow of mine again." ”

As he spoke, the spear roared towards the old man.

The old man had already solved the spiritual power that Yunyang had acted on in his mind, and his eyes radiated with anger, and for so many years, it was the first time that he had such grievances.

"Boy, you have made the old man lose interest, you kid must die. ”

As he spoke, the five fingers moved closer to his palm, and the majestic wind vitality formed a fist the size of a zhang in his hand. Once again, the sand and rocks flew between heaven and earth, and the wind elemental seemed to have found the source, gathering towards this fist.

Under the convergence of such elements, the fist slowly grows.

In the end, it became a fist the size of three zhang. The moment the fist was condensed, the trees within a hundred feet below him were all snapping and breaking.

Above the woods are all traces of broken trees with white flowers.

Under the wind elemental hurricane, the sand and stones rotated and danced, forming a situation of flying sand and stones.

This punch carries a surprising liliang, this punch exists like Tianwei, this punch can open mountains and crack stones, this punch is a fatal blow for the characters of the Barbarian Spirit Realm.

The space is cracking, the heavens and the earth are changing color, and this punch comes over.

A rumbling explosion sounded.

In the middle of this explosion, the earthy yellow ball exploded, and the huge impact made the green fist a lot lighter.

The spiritual power was also passing through the fist and coming towards the old man.

The huge fist of the test came towards Yun Yang's side.

When the fist reached the distance of ten zhang from Yunyang, I saw the old man smile slightly, and said softly in his mouth: "Burst." ”

The fists immediately spread out in all directions. A bolt of energy hit Yun Yang, and Yun Yang felt like he had been hit in the chest by a sledgehammer. There are some depressions in the chest. The body is speeding towards the back like a football that has been kicked.

A mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.

With a thud, the branches of the tree were broken and smashed into the ground.

The old man's figure flew like a fly, and he came to the hole in the ground. Stretched out his green hand and grabbed Yunyang.

Clicked and grabbed Yunyang at once.

The old man smiled hideously: "Truly, the kid asked you to worship me as a teacher, you kid is not happy, now is the death of your kid." ”

As he spoke, his left palm was about to slap on the top of Yun Yang's head.

Boom, all of a sudden, shook.

A huge liliang appeared above Yun Yang's body.

As deep as a mountain, as vast as the sky, as endless as a river.

Bang, a punch hit the old man.

The old man flew behind like a kite with a broken string.

The body smashed into a dozen trees on the ground, and then gradually stabilized.

He looked at Yun Yang in surprise, at this moment, this Yun Yang's body had the horror of the Brute Pattern Realm Sixfold or even Sevenfold.

The powerful momentum oppressed him and made him dare not move.

He didn't believe that Yunyang Weishenme would grow so much in this instant.

His turquoise fist condensed and struck at Yun Yang.

Suddenly, Yun Yang's arm squeezed against this fist, and the fist made by the old man was pinched by Yun Yang like this, and it was shattered into tens of millions of pieces.

"Who are you?"

There was a deep fear in the old man's eyes.

Yun Yang didn't speak, and stretched out his palm.

The old man turned around and ran, but no matter what, he couldn't escape the gentle grip of Yunyang's arm.

"Wind slash. The old man's face was pale, and the wind blades in his hands rotated and cut.

The liliang that Yunyang grabbed out cut and broken.

The body quickly ran into the distance.

"Haha, you can't run. Behind him was a voice like a golden stone.