There were no violent fluctuations in power, and there were no black snow sprinkling, and as Zhou Ming's golden spear stabbed towards the shadows of the sky, a familiar and unfamiliar feeling quickly enveloped him.

Zhou Ming raised his head, in the sky, above his head, there were layers of huge barriers like glass, and above the barrier, countless diamond-shaped patterns were arranged in a staggered manner.

Just like the connected circuit diagram, Zhou Ming clearly felt that the terrifying power of the fierce beast from top to bottom was wandering around in the diamond-shaped lines above the barrier.

However, the infusion of power is not scattered like ink dripping into water, but more like the irrigation of terraces. When a cycle of countless diamonds is filled, and after it forms a cycle, the power overflows and spreads outward.

It's just that although it looks mysterious and abnormal, after the barrier and the lines fell into Zhou Ming's eyes, Zhou Ming immediately understood what it was.

It was a very wonderful sense, under the essence of the chaotic creatures active in the body, although it was only for a moment, but for the first time, Zhou Ming personally felt the part of the feeling that was born in the chaos, and the chaotic creatures possessed.

As long as it exists, it is not a secret, as long as you see it, you can fully understand it, the difference is only whether you are willing to know it, or whether you have thought of knowing something.

It was as if the barrier in front of him had been observed and studied countless times, and every trace of structure and principle was so clear in Zhou Ming's eyes.

In front of me, the layers of barriers are nothing else, but space.

The space nearly 10,000 zhang high was compressed into a thin layer by a powerful force, and then the space, which was fundamentally different from the existence of all the physical objects in the desolate land, appeared in the desolate world in a material state.

As for those countless diamond-shaped lines, they were not caused by the divine power of that fierce beast.

That's a natural trace.

It's like you're stepping on a piece of clean and tidy snow, and you've left footprints. And what is shown in the footprints is the pattern of the sole of the shoe you are wearing.

That's right, those diamond-shaped patterns are the lines of space.

It is formed by the countless spaces stacked on top of each other, and the various subtle lines blended together.

It's just that after countless superimpositions, such a regular pattern has been formed, which still makes Zhou Ming feel a little surprised, and his attention stayed for a while.

Crossing the layers of barriers where streamers ran along the lines from time to time, Zhou Ming continued to look upward, and what greeted Zhou Ming's gaze was a gray giant peak about 500,000 zhang high that was falling unswervingly.

The most striking place in the huge gray peak was the top of the mountain, and above that peak, a huge black eyeball hung like a pearl.

In the middle of the eyeball, at that level, there is a slight bulge, from which wave after wave of condensed power fluctuations gushes out, and then falls parallel down the hemisphere, the more it reaches the bottom, and finally condenses into a single point, which spreads throughout the mountain.

And above that eyeball, there is the pupil, and what I see in perception is a very beautiful pupil, if I have to, like the bright eyes of a peerless beauty.

It's just that although the eyes are beautiful, they are godless.

And in the godless pupils that stared at the sky, there was also an ominous dark red fluttering, flickering.

Zhou Ming knew that the fierce beast was not the eyeball, and the eyeball was only a part of the fierce beast.

In fact, the huge mountain that was pressed down was a fierce beast in its entirety.

And what's even more interesting is that the power used by this fierce beast is still similar to Zhou Ming's spirit treasure, similar to the power of suppression.

There was a crisp cracking sound, soft and pleasant, like the strings of a piano vibrating.

The glass-like barrier was pierced straight into by Zhou Ming's golden spear, and then with a shock, countless cracks quickly spread along the diamond-shaped texture.

So, when Zhou Ming rushed through the barrier that had begun to collapse, there were countless diamond-shaped flakes that were spinning and tumbling around him, and the luster on the surface flashed with the rotation, reflecting Zhou Ming's figure.

In an instant, it was by Zhou Ming's side, a dreamlike scene was constructed.

However, as ruthless as flowing water, Zhou Ming didn't even pay half a minute, and where his eyes looked was the smooth bottom of the giant peak.

There, like a coat of arms carved under a large seal, a huge and complex divine pattern is imprinted on it, and the harmonious rhythm is layered on top of each other, undisguised with a powerful suppressive force.

Yes, this fierce beast that stopped Zhou Ming in that black and white space and looked like a huge mountain peak pressed down from the sky, but it wanted to suppress Zhou Ming in one fell swoop, and then slowly wear it out.

I didn't care much about those, Zhou Ming felt it carefully, and sure enough, the suppression of this fierce beast was different from the power that Zhou Ming himself had.

Ever since Zhou Ming's Taiyin scroll condensed that "suppression" into a divine pattern, Zhou Ming clearly felt that the power of his spiritual treasure was not a simple power.

That was based on Zhou Ming's will, and showed similar effects in various ways according to the different objects that were suppressed according to the need.

There is an all-encompassing charm in it, as if everything will eventually come to the same place.

The one in front of him is different, this fierce beast is simple and domineering for the suppression exerted by Zhou Ming. That's a feeling that if you don't accept it, I'll beat you until you accept it.

It's just that if there is no absolute force, such a suppression really seems a bit arrogant and ridiculous.

As he got closer to the mountain peak above him, the more pressure Zhou Ming was bearing, and even the upward speed began to decrease, but this did not affect Zhou Ming's progress.

Several golden spears fluttering beside him broke through layer after layer of barriers, and the diamond-shaped fragments scattered in the sky rushed towards the fierce beast unswervingly.

And when Zhou Ming broke the last barrier, although the eyes on the mountain peak were still staring at the sky, Zhou Ming suddenly felt the sight, the sight full of coldness and destruction.

As soon as the thought moved, several golden spears around his body flickered and disappeared.

The next moment, on the mountainside of the "peak" that was slowly pressing, several huge golden pillars of light broke through the ground, and then quickly expanded, and the golden thunder swam on the surface.

The spear embodied by the supernatural power submerged from the bottom of the "mountain peak", and then poked out from the mountainside, like a pillar of heaven, stringing this fierce beast.

In the pupils that were still staring at the sky, a dark red rose slowly, and then did not disappear, but bloomed, countless thin points of light spread out in all directions, forming a sphere and then slowly disappearing.

Then, without warning, in the place where the dark red exploded, an overwhelming crimson suddenly emerged, and in the blink of an eye, the fierce beast's sky-gazing eyes were stained with blood red.