467 Mystic Tentacles
With a gleam in his eyes, he stood up and looked at nothingness, his fists clenched together, and the surging power drummed, covering his entire body in an instant.
One punch, two punches, three punches, countless punches, he kept bombarding the void, and his powerful body was like a river, all gathered together and exploded towards this weak place.
And he is also a wolf, blood is flowing everywhere, his whole body is full of cracks, and his strong body is shocked by his own strength, and there are deep wounds that can be seen in the bones.
He didn't know that he only had one thought in his mind now, and that was to blast open the world's membrane and successfully enter the spirit world.
Every time the punch fell, the power of the spiritual realm was shaken once, and each of them was like being struck by lightning, but they all forcibly endured it.
The Yuanying Power and the Dao Power located in Putuo Mountain looked at the void in surprise, there was no change there, but there was a roar, as if some desolate beast or rare treasure was about to be born.
"Is this a nether person forcibly bombarding the world's membrane fetus, or is there some rare treasure about to be born?" At this moment, the many great powers surrounding this place were depressed.
If it was said that the people of the lower realm forcibly went to the upper realm, it would not have caused such a big sensation? Everyone only weighed it slightly, and they thought that some rare treasure was about to be born.
"There must be a treasure born, only in this way will it cause a vision of heaven and earth, otherwise, there will never be such a movement, like the heartbeat of heaven and earth. ”
In the crowd, there was a 10,000-stock giant Yuanying Great Powerful Cultivator who said, but between speaking, he cautiously glanced at the Great Power of the Entering Dao Realm located high in the sky.
Here, at this time, many great powers have been gathered, and any one of them can be torn lightly, but at this time, these primordial powers are all trembling and vigilantly looking at the sky.
There, there are several powerful Dao powerhouses, who are the people of the Ghost King Sect and the Zhentian Emperor Palace and the Sword Palace Emperor Domain, here, there are three.
Only they knew that this was not a rare treasure at all, but that there were real people bombarding the world's membrane fetus, because they were also the power of the Dao Realm, even if they were only new to the Dao Realm.
"Old ghost, there is something strange about this matter, what do you think?" When there was a roar like a drum in the void, the power of the Zhentian Emperor Palace looked at the power of the Sword Palace Emperor Domain and the Ghost King Sect and said.
The three of them frowned, looking at the void and the inside of Putuo Mountain, in fact, there were many things in it that they could not know.
Putuo Mountain is located in a chaotic place of the cultivation star here, this is a teleportation place connecting the cultivation realm of the lower realm, the chaos is incomparable, the space is filled with a strange power, if you use your divine sense to forcibly penetrate, you will suffer from the power of Yan zhòng.
"At this time, I'm afraid it's not just as simple as crossing the world, three thousand cultivation stars, for countless years, no one has really been able to come out of it, although there have been ancient and ancient times, but that is not reliable, but right now, this trend of vibration, it seems to be possible. ”
The Dao Realm powerhouse from the Ghost King Sect said softly, his face trembled a little, and he glanced meaningfully at the Dao Realm powerhouse on both sides, and countless thoughts flashed in his heart.
He is a member of the Ghost King Sect, so he naturally knows some news, and when he came here, he received an order from the high-level of the sect to bring back the people from Putuo Mountain, but now, I am afraid that it is a little difficult.
The three of them glanced at each other, their eyes flashing with their own light, and they didn't smile at each other, but they were afraid that they all had their own thoughts in their hearts.
"Hmph, a bunch of cunning things. The power of the Ghost King Sect snorted coldly, no longer spoke, but silently looked at the undulating Putuo Mountain in front of him, but secretly he was quietly accumulating strength, waiting for the final change, that is, the moment when the wind cleared and broke through.
And at this time, that is, within the world membrane tire, the wind Qingyang was still bombarding the void fiercely, and every time it went down, there would be a muffled thunder sound.
And the cracks on his body are more and more, almost all over his body are about to appear, and the rolling blood is like no money flowing into the void, all of which have entered the world membrane fetus.
However, at this time, the range of his activities increased again, originally only two meters, but now it has spread to twenty meters, and he will step forward as much as he spreads.
Blood flowed sideways, and suddenly, his body shook, and a weak aura appeared, as if he had reached the end of the crossbow and fell down at any time.
The cracked hole in his body, in addition to the blood flowing out, revealed a faint golden light, which was revealed by his golden bones, although weak, but still domineering.
"Can't fall, can't, absolutely can't!" he muttered to himself, stepping forward, quickly buying ahead, only then did he realize that with every step he took forward, the sticky thing behind him, the world membrane, had reunited.
The thick feeling of squeezing made his whole body explode, and the muscles all over his body were trembling, like a sieve, and the blood flowed sideways, suddenly filling the entire space.
The smell of blood came out, mixed with the light of his bones, so strange in this world's membrane, but also extraordinary.
For thousands of years, there have been very few monks who have successfully passed through the world's membrane fetus, and even if there are, they are still legendary characters, and it is a mystery whether they exist or not.
His two sharp fangs poked out of his lips, flashing with a shiny, and suddenly, there was a sneer in his ears, and the wind shook his whole body, and at this moment, countless thoughts flashed through his heart.
"I'm absolutely the only one in this space, how can there be one more person?" He muttered to himself, turned around with incredible speed, and when he turned back, he saw that his pupils had narrowed.
A hand, a giant tentacle, as if it had been born in the world's membrane, said it was a hand, but it looked more like a spider's web.
It's just that the center is convex, and the five tentacles sway and fly in the air at will, so mysterious, and so weird.
"Have you reached the end? Could it be that as long as you defeat it, you can break the world's membrane?" Feng Qingyang muttered, looking directly at the hideous tentacles, his expression was indifferent, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.
At this point, he is already a little crazy, no one can stop him, not even the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, whoever hinders him will definitely die.
He looked at it without showing weakness, and said calmly: "What are you, when I go to the road, do you know what will happen?" The tone was calm, but the tone was extremely arrogant and domineering.
"What is it? I'm you, don't you know me? What if you take a closer look?" The tentacle waved, looking a little disgusting, but the words were shaking Feng Qingyang's fragile heart.
"He's me? how could it be? joke? but...... How can his breath be so familiar!"