This is an evil dragon that is completely condensed by the endless silver mang's sword qi.

Just witnessing it will give people a terrifying feeling that they are about to be cut by a thousand cuts.

Boom Boom!

With the silver dragon transformed by Song Di, it swam like a lightning speed.

Hurricane shattering clouds in the sky and hard earth and rocks on the ground.

They were all destroyed and torn apart by layers of cold knives in an instant.

Kacha Kacha Kacha!

For a time, within a radius of several hundred meters.

Everything was shattered, the earth was shattered, and a monstrous ravine was exploded.

Whew-

The sword qi disappeared, and Song Di slowly landed.

I saw that the martial arts world leaders who were still clamoring to kill him just now had all turned into pieces of blood and ashes floating around, and there were no half of them.

Seeing that the incident had been perfectly resolved, Song Di immediately stepped into the sky, stepped out a series of air explosions, and went straight into the giant whirlpool hanging at a height of thousands of meters.

As soon as he entered the whirlpool, Song Di sensed that the air around him was rapidly moving away from him.

But it doesn't matter, with his current state, the impact of the vacuum environment is minimal.

He was surprised by another thing.

"It turns out that Master Venerable actually used his mental power to create a vacuum passage from space to the surface of the earth!"

Buzz –

Just as Song Di's heart was shocked, a huge mental power descended and enveloped his body, and suddenly flew out of the sky.

Since there was no air resistance, the speed of Song Di's upward flight continued to soar.

Mach 1, Mach 3, Mach 10, Mach 30, Mach 100......

In just over ten seconds, his speed had increased to the point where he was starting to feel a little dizzy with his current physique.

A minute later.

Song Di traveled more than 1,000 kilometers, broke through the atmosphere, and entered the vast expanse of space.

At this time, under his feet, there was a huge blue star that was slowly turning.

And above the top, Mu Cang was sitting quietly with a light expression.

"It's beautiful."

Song Dihuan looked at the vast starry sky around him, and couldn't help but praise repeatedly, "No wonder the master looks more and more ethereal and ghostly, and if you sit in the infinite starry sky like someone else, it will be the same over time."

At this moment, another figure was dragged by Mu Cang's power and shot to Song Di's side.

It was Wang Nanxun.

Both of them stood on the invisible platform of the large condensation of telekinesis.

Seeing that everyone was together, Mu Cang, who was buried in the void of the universe and almost had no traces, opened his eyes slightly.

Buzz –

A great sun seemed to burst out of the void.

Boundless light and heat shine in all directions.

It made the two disciples below suddenly feel as if they were facing the real sun.

Mu Cang looked at Song Di from afar, his spiritual power was agitated, and he conveyed a message:

"The aura is four layers, yes, it seems that you haven't been slacking off recently."

Song Di just wanted to speak, but found that there was a vacuum around him, just when he was at a loss.

Buzz –

The real number channel opened up in the void, and a huge amount of air erupted from it at an extremely high speed, covering hundreds of meters around.

"Hoo ......"

The two apprentices breathed comfortably.

Mu Cang looked at Wang Nanxun again, and sighed slightly: "You are still spinning outside the realm of True Qi Illusion Soldiers, with your qualifications...... It's hard for you."

Hearing the faint disappointment in the master's words, Old Man Wang's face turned red, and he said:

"Apprentice...... Apprentices are not qualified......"

Mu Cang shook his head: "Okay."

As soon as he raised his hand, he pointed out a ray of bright light and shot straight into the center of Wang Nanxun's eyebrows.

Lao Wang's mind suddenly exploded.

A large amount of information surged out of his mind, and a technique was condensed in the middle of the must.

"Mystic Illusion."

Mu Cang said, "This skill can be practiced in a person's actual body

A demonic body somewhere between the real and the unreal.

Once you run the exercises, your true ontological formation can be dispersed in the spiritual realm outside of reality.

It can not only escape through walls, but also realize short-range teleportation with the help of the spirit world like teleportation.

Ordinary attacks, whether it is martial arts, spells, superpowers, guns, or missile covering bombardment, will hardly hurt you, and even if you do, you will recover quickly.

Ghostly, invisible, and shadowless, it's just the way for you."

"This ......"

Feeling the body that was constantly undergoing drastic changes, as well as the realm of the True Qi Phantom Soldier that was faintly visible and could be stepped into at any time, Wang Nanxun couldn't help but have red eyes, choked and knelt on the ground and sobbed:

"Master's cultivation, the death of a disciple is not enough to repay it!"

Song Di next to him was envious, and couldn't help but scratch his head at Mu Cang and smiled, "Master, I'm ...... That ......."

Mu Cang snorted: "How could it be without you."

also raised his hand to point out a glow, which shot directly at Song Di's eyebrows.

Suddenly, an exercise also sprung up in his mind.

"Tyrannical Demon Gang."

"Cultivating this method can materialize the ethereal murderous aura, which can not only be absorbed into the body to increase the strength of the physical body, but also suspended outside the body to perform various operations or attacks with the aura.

Such as murderous perception, murderous bombardment, and murderous torrent."

Mu Cang said calmly: "After cultivating this skill, you no longer need to be afraid of any group battles, the more enemies there are, the more murderous you are, the faster your cultivation speed will be, and the better your combat state will be, it is really a first-class killing technique."

"These two exercises can reach the peak of the aura realm, and under diligent cultivation, there is no possibility of glimpsing a higher realm after reaching the peak."

"Whew-"

Song Di immediately jumped up like a monkey, and after turning three or four heels in a row, he knelt on the ground in the void and knocked his head three times in a row, and said loudly:

"Master Cultivation! Death is not enough to repay him!"

Wang Nanxun: "...... It's a familiar word."

After laughing, Mu Cang said slowly:

"This time, I'm going to give you a study assignment."

With that, his eyes shone brightly, and the location information of all the sub-bases of the company located in the Lighthouse Continent was transmitted to the minds of the two of them through the air.

Continued:

"You two, wipe out all these twelve bases.

By the way, don't accidentally hurt the technical data in the base."

As he spoke, Mu Cang attached two wisps of spiritual power to the two of them, so that he could supervise the battle situation at any time.

Although these two psychic seeds are weak, they can also independently analyze the real solution of the position they were in at the time, so that they can send a clone to descend from the sky at any time.

"Yes!"

Song Di and Wang Nanxun shouted in unison.

The two did not ask what the situation of these bases was, nor did they ask what the so-called technical information was.

None of this is in their consideration.

For the two of them, Shizun's order was bigger than the sky, and there was no need to think about why they did it.

At this time, Mu Cang said again:

"Although I will destroy these bases at a moment's notice, they are still a big test for you.

But even so......

He said coldly, "As my apprentice, if you die in this trial, it will be because you are too wasteful."

"Do you get it?"

The two of them resolutely shouted, "Understood!"

"Good!"

Mu Cang nodded, "I'll send you to the Lighthouse Continent now, kill and destroy it recklessly."

After that, Song Di and Wang Nanxun were swallowed up by the sudden flash of the real number channel and disappeared into space.

And Mu Cang turned his mind.

Shift your attention to the mental projection that is far away from the Los Angeles base.