Shout!

A ray of light rose from Ji Chang's sky at the moment when the stars were about to fall, and this light was extremely small compared to the huge stars, and it was not worth mentioning.

But at the moment when the light fell on the stars, the huge stars suddenly trembled and then quietly changed direction, almost grazing Ji Changkong's soul body and falling, and the violent whistling sound shattered the surrounding nothingness, making the whole world collapse, and the momentum was extremely huge.

Enlightened, at that moment, the moment he saw the stars falling, Ji Changkong was enlightened.

The artistic conception of the falling stars is mysterious and mysterious, indescribable, but to comprehend is to comprehend, if not, how can you change the direction of the falling stars with a light of eyes.

However, this is only temporary, the stars are chasing Ji Changkong in the void, every time it falls is the end of the world, Ji Changkong can only barely protect himself with all his might, but in the will imprint of this star sand, his soul power is gradually weakening, just like a mortal walking.

Rumble!

The stars fell again, and when I looked up, there was a shadow all around, and the huge planet with a diameter of thousands of miles was indescribable enough to cover the sky and the sun.

Ji Changkong tried his best to resist and came up with all means, but in the end, he was still grazed by the planet on his right arm.

In an instant, his right arm and the right half of his body were completely shattered and wiped out, and his entire person was more than doubled at this moment.

is not an opponent in the first place, and it is even more difficult to hold on at this time, and no matter how many means he has, it will be useless.

This is the Star Sand Imprint, a contest between will and soul, and no other means can help him, no matter whether he is a holy soldier Dao diagram or a mana supernatural power, he can't do anything here.

Ji Changkong gritted his teeth, retreated again and again, but became more and more passive, his breath fell again and again in more than a dozen breaths, it was already less than one-third of the original, and if it continued like this, it was estimated that if he stepped on eighty percent of his spiritual power, he would be completely annihilated, and that would be a result that he could not afford.

If you are unwilling to give up, you can only hold on, but in this way, it is likely to pay a great price, and for a while, Ji Changkong is in a dilemma.

The situation is getting more and more critical, and in the end, Ji Changkong's soul power incarnation has only one-tenth of the original one, and at this time it is almost a serious injury, even if he withdraws at this time, it will probably take several months to fully recover, but he is really unwilling to give up like this.

Damn, try again one last time, Ji Changkong gritted his teeth.

A wisp of soul power rushed towards the star map, and he wanted to use his soul power to pull the star map to suppress the star mark brand.

This is already a gamble, although the star map is very miraculous, but the star map has never been really controlled by Ji Changkong from beginning to end, although it is very beneficial to himself, but he can't control it.

It's good that he succeeded in this way, but if the star map didn't move, then he would be really miserable.

It is also a last resort, otherwise, how could Ji Changkong be so risky, there is no inheritance, there is no elder to guard him, even if he already has a deep understanding of refining the Natal Divine Weapon, but in the end, he underestimated the difficult process of refining the Natal Divine Weapon, so that it was difficult to ride a tiger.

With all his mental strength, he stimulated the star map again and again in the hope that the star map could recover on its own, which was his last hope, and if he failed, he could only give up this opportunity.

However, Ji Changkong was disappointed, and no matter how he moved, the star map did not move!

That's it, leaving Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood, he gritted his teeth fiercely, and was extremely unwilling to leave the brand to retain the remaining soul power.

However, the next moment, things changed abruptly.

At the moment when the planet fell again, a broken star map fell from the sky in the void, and the vast and boundless star image was a real starry sky, in which the galaxy was vertical and horizontal, and the bright light seemed to be sprinkled all over the heavens.

Airplanes!

At the moment when the star map came, the star began to tremble like a mouse meeting a cat, and then the huge incredible star turned into a streamer and disappeared into the star map.

This, this......

Under the great sorrow and joy, Ji Changkong was speechless, this star map appeared like an old fox when he was most desperate, and this timing made him embarrassed, if he didn't know that the star map did not have a complete machine spirit, I am afraid that he would now suspect that the star map machine spirit was joking with himself.

As concocted, the other two stars were also suppressed, and Ji Changkong controlled the power of the soul and began to give birth to a new true spirit.

This process may last for a long time, as little as three or five days, or even a few months is not impossible, and during this time, he needs to awaken the machine spirit with the power of his soul, and at the same time refine the star sand with his own essence until the star sand intersects with his life.

......

At the same time that Ji Changkong broke the imprint and fell into retreat, dozens of figures also chased here from a distance.

"Hey, why is it gone, strange, could it be refined so quickly, impossible, it was blessed by the ancestor himself," the leader was full of surprise.

If Ji Changkong was here, he would find some familiar faces among these people, such as the people under Wang Lindong's command, such as a few of the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths in the War Spirit Palace.

"Hmph, no matter what, he's within a radius of 10,000 miles, I'll look carefully," the other sneered.

"Yes, find him, kill him," the third man shook his head faintly.

"He can't run, the brand of Xingchensha is blessed by the ancestor, even if he uses some means to block it temporarily, it can't last long, as for refining, do you think he can do it as a Chaoyuan ant, I'm afraid that it won't help if the giant comes in person," the fourth person's face turned pale.

Ji Changkong naturally didn't know that the reason why those people were able to find this place was because of the star sand, and the reason why refining the star sand, which was so difficult, was also because someone did something to do it.

Thinking about it, this wasteland is vast and endless, even if they have some means, how can they find Ji Changkong lightly, and besides, Xingchen Sand is only a treasure after the fall of Xingchen after all, although there are some imprints left, how can it be possible to block Ji Changkong's soul power that is almost at the peak of the Xuan realm.

The reason for this qiē is that someone left a back hand in the star sand, on the one hand, using that back hand as an introduction to expose Ji Changkong's position, and on the other hand, this method may make him lose his vitality.

I have to say that this method is really vicious, if it weren't for Ji Changkong's star map to suppress it, I'm afraid he would have been hit at this time.

Now it's okay, smart is mistaken by smart, Ji Changkong is blessed by misfortune, not only successfully refining this extremely high-quality star sand, but also realizing the real star fall from the tempering in it, misfortune and blessing are relied on, and blessing and misfortune are lurking, this sentence is really reasonable.

A group of dozens of people lined up in a row to search for Ji Changkong's traces on the wasteland, and such a large formation naturally alarmed Xiaobai and Xiao Bats.

These two little guys are not so easy to deal with, one is born in a fog that even Ji Changkong, and the other is a pervert of the nine-headed bat, and he is about to grow a fifth head, his combat power is comparable to Tongxuan, with their protection, Ji Changkong is not worried.

These dozens of people are divided into three parts, one is the people of the Battle Spirit Palace, led by two people in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, namely Lin Chengzong and Chu Haonan, one is the strong man in the Nine Heavens and the other is the strong man in the Ten Lands, these two people Ji Changkong has seen them, but he doesn't know when they arrived at the border battlefield.

The other part is naturally Wang Lindong's people, the leader is called Wang Mo, who is also not weak, with strong combat power and a large number of subordinates.

The last wave of people was more strange, there were not many people, only three people, all wearing black robes and black hats, extremely mysterious, and whether it was Wang Lindong's people or the people of the War Spirit Palace, they were quite jealous of them, and they didn't dare to offend but they didn't have much affection.

These three waves of people don't seem to trust each other, and it can be seen from their division of labor that they each occupy one direction and start searching, and at the same time seem to be guarding against something.

It is undoubtedly extremely difficult to find someone in the waist-deep basil weeds, although it is determined that Ji Changkong is within 10,000 miles, but every inch of land may be his hiding place, and it is not so easy to find a person in such a vast land, or it is very difficult.

Cultivators have countless means, and they can hide in any random place, but the scope of the land within a radius of thousands of miles is too vast, and it is really not easy to search with them.

The three waves of forces in three directions, each automatically searched forward with means, and it took three days in the blink of an eye.

By the time of the fourth day, many cultivators had lost their patience, and they adopted more brutal methods, directly using spells to shatter and magnify the ground, destroying the surrounding Qiqi to move forward, so that not only did they save a lot of effort but also did not have to worry about Ji Changkong escaping, I have to say, this is a good means.

However, a good means is a good means, but it annoys the little bat and the little white.

"Eh, brother, where did you say that Ji Changkong was hiding, maybe he has already left here, we can't do useless work so hard," a cultivator under the command of the Battle Spirit Hall complained.

"No, the back hand left by the ancestor himself, there will definitely be no problem, don't worry, look for it slowly, we don't have anything else to do anyway," the other person said unconcernedly.

"Damn, damn ants actually let us suffer like this, Lao Tzu hasn't been so wolfy, you see what we're doing every day, just like that mortal, I don't know if I thought we were plowing, damn it, damn it," the cultivator who was the first to speak vented and punched forward and smashed the ten-zhang wasteland.

"Be patient and ......"

Yes!

Before the second person could speak, a terrible scream suddenly came out of the mouth of the first one, and then under the frightened gaze of the second cultivator, the whining guy turned into a pile of bones in the blink of an eye.

Whoa...... A gust of wind blew, and the bone shelf fell to the ground with a click, and it was only at this time that the second cultivator reacted.

"Someone, come on, help...... Seeing a big living person turn into white bones in front of him had completely frightened the cultivator, and he shouted incoherently frantically, and at the same time he ran into the distance, so that there was still the temperament of a cultivator.

The cultivators around were approaching quickly, but it was already too late!

The guy who ran away hadn't run a few steps and suddenly rushed out of his surroundings, a large area of black pressure, these bats were pervasive, directly from his mouth, ears, nose...... Drilling into his body, his qi and blood weakened rapidly, his mana disappeared in the blink of an eye, and the whole person looked shriveled down and only a layer of skin wrapped in a pile of white bones and a little hair.

In less than three breaths, this cultivator followed in the footsteps of the previous one, and the many bats dissipated out of thin air after devouring him, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

And it was only at this time that the other cultivators arrived, leaving them with only a pile of white bones for them to look at.

In fact, if the cultivator could calm down and use his mana to protect himself and ask for help, it would not be so easy to kill him, but unfortunately, this is obviously a flower in a greenhouse, and such a murderous thing has completely scared him stupid, and he didn't even use mana to protect his body in a hurry.

Such a guy, who will die if he doesn't die?R1058