A city, at the foot of the endless lights, and the light of the twinkling stars in the sky.

Compared to a piece of heaven and earth, a city should be small, but in Catello's perception, the darkness and nothingness beyond the distant city under his feet are just illusions, and only that city is real.

That city is the heart of this world.

Starry sky, a city with bright lights.

Based on his understanding of the Daomen, this city is a formation city, as for what formation it is, he doesn't know at all, and it is precisely because of this array city that this small world will escape into the void and wander uncertainly, so that the throne of Nebik itself will be very difficult to anchor.

The person standing at the head of the city below, although he looked up at the sky, but the sharpness and calmness, as if he was integrated with the aura of the big city of lights, let him know that it was not easy for him to defeat the other party, because he could clearly feel the suppression of this small world.

However, he also knew very well in his heart that whether it was his own spatial method or the death finger and dissociation technique, they were all spells that pointed directly to the straight reason, and in his meditation space, the condensed runes echoed the direct reason of the world.

There is no such thing as a phenomenon that cannot be applied in other world spaces.

However, the vortex passage behind him suddenly disappeared, and the anchor chain broke, which shocked Catelo's heart, and his understanding of space made him clearly perceive that this small world was beginning to flee again, and was no longer anchored.

He knew something was wrong.

Something must have happened to King Nebik.

And he could be trapped here, because the stars in the sky were shining, and two people had walked out of the city below.

"Senior Brother Kui, it's really good swordsmanship. ”

It was Ruoyin who spoke, he had already pronounced the dead word just now, and there was no need to keep silent to increase his power.

Senior Brother Xie complimented. Kui Lin replied.

"It's not a compliment, but a real idea, your swordsmanship is lofty, powerful, and can change flexibly, and convert between all kinds of wishes, in the people I know, there are very few swordsmanship like you. Ruoyin finished.

Kui Lin felt a sense of pleasure in his heart, and it was naturally comfortable to be praised by others.

I couldn't help but think about how to be humble, after all, he didn't apply the words of modesty naturally enough.

Feng Ping Zhenren has already spoken: "The enemy is current, don't be careless. ”

He obviously didn't want Kui Lin and Ruoyin to let their guard down at the last time, and many people died of carelessness in the end.

This situation was killed, except for regret and pity, it can only become a teaching material.

So, the modest words that Kui Lin was considering swallowed back and looked at the mage standing in the sky.

Looking at the sky from the top of the city, the mage was like a humanoid kite high above the nine heavens, and with the eyes of ordinary people, he could only see a black dot.

Kui Lin's eyes were faintly aura, and when he looked closely, he still couldn't see it really, and that person seemed to be hidden behind a lot of space.

Suddenly, he stepped forward, and the divine light on his body shone in the void, just like the octagonal palace lamp illuminated the void, his whole person was about to disappear into nothingness, half of his body had disappeared, but it was like he was stuck by something, in his feelings, countless doors appeared in the clear void, and each door had to be illuminated by the light of the primordial god.

This also made his body sink into nothingness slower in the eyes of others.

At this time, in the eyes of Fengping Zhenren and Hidden Shadow, in the void behind Kui Lin's head, a finger had reached out at some point.

It was an index finger with a purple snail magic ring inlaid with rubies.

"Dissociation. ”

A faint, but emotionless voice sounded.

This made the hearts of Fengping Zhenren and Ruoyin Zhenren tighten, they didn't know much about the Heavenly Realm, but they could feel that the kind of Dao rhyme and Dharma meaning under this finger seemed to dissolve into primordial and pure vitality.

For the first time, Kui Lin felt that death was so close to him, it had touched the cold killing machine in the back of his head, almost making his mind freeze, he almost stopped thinking, and there was only one thought in an instant, he must not die here like this.

In the face of death, the only thing that can be done is to swing the sword.

The sword in his hand had already fallen out of his hand and disappeared into the void, and when it reappeared, it had already pierced out of the void above his head.

The moment it was stabbed, it was like a small hole in the sun, and when that finger reached the back of the head, the sword stabbed on the finger.

The light shines.

The void seemed to be shattered by heavy restraints, and the brilliance of gold and silver intertwined on the sword dissipated, revealing a small sword inside.

The little sword didn't disintegrate under the dissociation technique, but Kui Lin felt that most of his divine thoughts immersed in the sword had dispersed.

That pure power of the law that dissociates everything made Kui Lin feel a strong sense of danger in his heart.

It was then that he turned around, but saw nothing.

The sword had been pinched between his thumb and index finger again, and the sword light was still glowing.

The sword just now, which can almost be said to be Kui Lin's purest sword, pierced the void for a short time, and finally saved his life.

Until now, his scalp was still numb and cold.

Feng Ping Zhenren and Ruoyin were amazed, thinking back to the scene just now, they all thought that Kui Lin was going to die, but they used such a wonderful sword.

That finger was about to point to the scalp, but in that tiny gap, a sword light pierced from the top of Kui Lin's head, and they originally saw that Kui Lin's sword was in the hand in front of them.

Only then did they breathe slightly.

Feng Ping Zhenren and Ruoyin wanted to help, but under this short silence, they found that they couldn't help, and in the face of the sneak attack just now, none of them could survive.

At this time, if you rush to help, you can only be broken by people one by one, so it is better to hide in this big array and see if you can find an opportunity.

When Kui Lin's primordial spirit unleashed the sword just now, it had already brought a kind of wonder and realm, tense and relaxed, penetrating everything, but unable to perceive the mage.

This mage is a killer.

He knows space spells, and space spells alone are extremely difficult, but he also has extremely powerful attack spells. One hit missed, hidden in the void, already invincible.

At this moment, Kui Lin couldn't find an opponent, he thought, if there is an octagonal palace lamp in his hand, where the light of the palace lamp shines, even if it is hidden behind the layers of space, it will be illuminated, but unfortunately there is no one in his hand.

And he comprehended the meaning of the law on the octagonal palace lamp with the primordial spirit, although he had a little comprehension, he could let his body walk through the void, and the end of the void was a little shorter, and the primordial spirit could not really perceive everything behind the layers of space.

But the perception of danger still made him aware of the moment the danger came.

It was still behind him, but the sword in Kui Lin's hand had already flashed out first.

Disappeared between the shaking of his hand, and when he reappeared, he had already pierced into the void behind him, and the glow of the tip of the sword like the morning sun illuminated the void, and a shadow was faintly visible in the depths of nothingness.

The sword did not enter it, but it was like entering a deep pool, under the layers of constraints, you could see that the sword light was rapidly dimming, not that the sword light was extinguished, but that it was bound by the space spell, so the sword light was covered.

Just now, although the sword was fine, most of the divine thoughts attached to it by Kui Lin were scattered, which weakened his control over the sword a lot.

When Fengping Zhenren and Ruoyin saw this scene, they cast spells almost at the same time, and each released a magic weapon, just to protect Kui Lin.

They knew very well that whether it was the sword of the sword cultivator or the magic weapon of these people, if they were trapped, and the opponent was a person who was haunted and good at close-quarters sneak attacks, it would be extremely dangerous, especially when the sword cultivator had no magic weapon other than a sword.

Kui Lin's sword submerged into the void and no longer appeared, which was trapped.

So they have to protect Kui Lin's body.

But after all, it was slow, although the speed of their magic weapon was fast, but when they flew over a short distance of space, a person's phantom appeared in front of Kui Lin, and it was still a finger in front of him, pointing at Kui Lin's eyebrows.

This time it was a left hand, still an index finger, but this index finger was wearing a black bone ring, and it was dead.

This is the finger of death.

The middle one dies and belongs to the instant death type of magic.

And when Kui Lin has no sword in his hand, and when a swordsman's sword is bound in the void and cannot be taken off, it is the most vulnerable time.

Catro had killed many people with his finger of death, and he hunted another one today, but it was the Daomen Sword Immortal, which made the long-lost silence in his heart a little more excited.

However, he saw that the Daomen monk who had no sword in his hand actually took a step forward, formed a lunge, and then swung a punch towards him.

This is the most ordinary boxing fight in the mortal world, and he has also seen it, called cannon fist, in which the fist means that the fist is like a cannonball, violent and surging.

Catro didn't feel this kind of artistic conception, the only feeling was that the punch was extremely fast, and there was a sense of lightness, and there was a strong sense of danger in the instinctive perception.

Nothing can be changed.

The moment the fingers of the fists touched, a strong fist intent surged like a cannon.

He felt that this punch was like the cation cannon spell of the Maia Protoss, and no one wanted to take such a blow head-on.

He clearly felt the spell of his death finger shattering in this punch.

In this punch, there is not only domineering, but also a kind of suppression of all laws.

"Careless. "This is Catello's thought at this moment, which makes his spiritual world have a slight crack, but it is not a big problem, he only needs to use the spell of the space gate again, leave, and come back slowly.

This was his idea, but the enemy in his eyes seemed to not want to give him the slightest respite, so he actually hurried another step tightly, and the second punch arrived.

Kui Lin chased after him step by step, and actually stepped into the void space, and punched out again.

"Smack!" the punch sounded in the air.

This punch, no matter how heavy the momentum is, there is actually a feeling of a towering mountain, suppressed down, and even the door of space has been shattered.

Catro felt the mortal danger, but as a hunter of many strong men, he knew that these moments were the time of the battle, so he pointed out.

"Dissociation. ”

This finger did not touch Kui Lin's fist, but the condensed Dharma intent on the fist was disintegrating, and the fist surface was rapidly decomposed, and the flesh and blood were scattered invisible. The whole arm was actually left with bones, and it became a bone claw.

Catelo's body disappeared again, but as soon as it disappeared, it reappeared behind Kui Lin, still pointing at Kui Lin.

It's still dissociation.

He found that the Death Finger spell did very little damage to Kui Lin, while the dissociation technique did a lot of damage.

"Town. ”

Kui Lin twisted his body with a cannon fist, and still punched out towards that finger.

The fists and fingers intersected, and the power of the law that purely deconstructed everything made the flesh and blood on his hands quickly disintegrate.

However, it did not spread upwards, and was only dissolved between the dissociating laws at the arm.

At this moment, a jewel hung above the head of Kui Lin, and there was a mountain and river scenery circulating on the orb, which was the mountain and river pearl of Fengping Zhenren, and he wanted to protect Kui Lin.

However, Catelo's figure appeared again, and under the light of the mountains and rivers, the void rippled like water, and a figure was still pointing towards Kui Lin like a reflection.

The mountains and rivers couldn't stop the people who came and went in the space, but it made his pointing to Kui Lin's body a little slower.

At this moment, Kui Lin suddenly reached out and grabbed the void, and a small sword was grabbed from his nothingness.

The gold and silver brilliance on the sword lingered, pinched between the bone claws, and slashed down.

The sword light is not strong, but it is extremely condensed.

The swaying trajectory is like the sun falling, but there is a feeling of a loud sound and an invisible elephant. ii

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