But with such an excellent opportunity, Feng Qinglang can still let them go, then he is not a rebel who moves the world

Like the power of the law of the whirlpool, the last to come first, swept the other four people, and the power of the four people to fight up and struggle just became a third-party force, so that the immortal finally could breathe, and the original situation of the three people who were immortal and the wind without a trace was also broken because of the addition of the third-party force.

These three forces instantly formed a strange triangle, the center point is Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul, Feng Qinglang is like a referee, and like a rule-maker, the current rule is that the three forces are competing for the origin, and the survivor can only be one of them.

It's like three fierce demonic beasts, fighting trapped beasts, but demonic beasts don't have intelligence, these chaos powerhouses do, so the balance instantly becomes particularly important.

The four newly added as a third-party force, hastily joined the spiritual battlefield, and immediately resisted most of the pressure for Silence, and were violently bombarded by the three of them who were at the peak of the Silence, but when they gained a firm foothold, they saw that they really couldn't get out of the mud of this law, so they fought back and immediately became the number one force on the battlefield, and the three of them had to fight against Silence Immortal together, until they suppressed the opponent's arrogance and returned to a state of melee.

In just a short moment, all the chaotic spiritual seas were consumed, and the previous black-clothed chaos couldn't help but roar: "If this continues, we will all die of exhaustion"

Feng Wuxian said helplessly: "Anyway, the three of us can't help ourselves, please bear with me."

Immortal Silence is now getting weaker and weaker, and he has no strength to interject, but his eyes are still rolling around, and he doesn't know what he thinks.

Nanxing Soul condescendingly stared at the law battlefield below, and his heart was shocked, it turned out that he used the power of the law to the extreme, and he could still play like this, only in an instant, he would play with the powerhouses of the Chaos Realm between applause, especially in a weak situation like Feng Qinglang now, just holding down a balance point, he forcibly controlled the entire battle situation.

Seeing that the muddy law was completely formed, and the three forces were already in a state of relative equilibrium, Feng Qinglang said softly: "It's this time Star Soul, we are also leaving"

Nanxing Soul was slightly startled, in such a situation, why did they leave?

But Feng Qinglang did it, if this law muddy is a slingshot, then the previous fierce battle was to pull the elastic of the slingshot to the extreme, and now Feng Qinglang, as the leader, only needs to let go of the elastic band, he and Nanxing Soul are like "bullets" on the slingshot, "whoosh", it will be ejected, submerged into the clouds, and disappear at the end of the sky at an extremely terrifying speed.

Silence, Wind Without a Trace and others looked at each other, they fought to the death, but now it is good, the prey is completely gone, and only these hunters are left to kill each other.

Silence Immortal finally regained some of his spiritual energy, because he saw the vitality, he roared in a low voice: "Everyone, let's quickly and slowly withdraw our spiritual power and solve this deadlock."

The black-clothed Chaos also felt that the rules that had been suppressed around him before were slowly dissipating, and he also shouted: "Okay, let's collect spiritual power together, do we really want to fall together here?"

However, Qianqi said with a bitter face: "Boss, your Excellencies, we can't do it, our shackles have not yet been dissolved......"

Feng Wuxian continued: "However, the binding force of that law guidance is gradually weakening, I think we can slow down the burning speed of the spiritual sea first......"

Silence said angrily: "When will it disappear completely?"

Feng Wuxian had a difficult face, and said bitterly: "That little beast's methods are very weird, and it is difficult to judge clearly, but at least it will take a while......

"At that time, the little beast with the soul of Nanxing had already run away without a trace......" Under the anger, Silence couldn't help but curse foully.

In fact, everyone's hearts are awe-inspiring, and even the laws of chaos that can't be judged clearly guide the time for the art of confinement to fade, what kind of existence should it be, but on the contrary, that little beast is obviously a real martial artist at most, and he was seriously injured, but such an existence against the sky is really easy to think of a certain person...... If this little beast is equated with the legendary one, it seems that everything makes sense, the legendary one, I heard that the realm has plummeted, and he has been seriously injured?

When everyone's faces were like white clouds in the sky, the volume of the silent roar increased by an octave again, this time aiming at the second city lord, and he roared: "Second brother, what are you doing, are you crazy?"

Everyone was very tacitly slowing down the burning of the spiritual sea, trying their best to reduce their own consumption in a state of balance, but the second city lord suddenly intensified the burning of the spiritual sea, turbulent the entire balance, and everyone had to return to a state of high alert, which also made the silence, which was already close to the end of the oil lamp, suddenly re-enter the tension, the second city lord looked at the silence predictively, and smiled: "That's right, that little bastard is gone, but our business is not over yet." ”

So, under the witness of the bright sun, a competition for the consumption of the spiritual origin that left Feng Qinglang was still going crazy......

I don't know how long it took......

In the end, Silent Immortal, as the weakest side of the three forces, was completely consumed to death, but he didn't let the second city lord feel better, and in the end, the attack targets of the crazy burning spirit sea were all concentrated on the second city lord alone

Seeing that at this moment, the second city lord's face was as pale as paper, watching the immortal vitality cut off and falling from the sky, just nervously giggling, but the second city lord was in such a state, even if he could get out of this piece of law mud next, he must not be able to live for too long, and the chaotic people who participated in the whole process together did not have a bad face, because the balance rules of the law mud were still restricting this space, so to a certain extent, they could also be regarded as the executioners who killed the immortal......

Only Qianqi's expression was the most exciting, sad or happy, and a pair of eyes seemed to flash countless brilliance in an instant, he knew that it seemed that it was so inexplicable, and he walked step by step towards the throne of the Innocence City Alliance, and wanted to become the master of that seat......

At the same time, Feng Qinglang and Nanxing Soul didn't know how many hundred miles away from the catapult, until the power of the catapult was exhausted, Feng Qinglang saw a waterhole in a valley, and hit it with a poof, even if the pool was deep enough, the two of them still hit the bottom of the pool at once, Feng Qinglang protected Nanxing's soul to death, and used his back to bear the sand and gravel at the bottom of the pool, and immediately bounced up with his strength, and kicked his foot to the bottom of the pool, and the two of them shot out of the water, fell to the shore in embarrassment, and rolled several times in a row before they completely stopped.

Both of them coughed rapidly at the same time, caught off guard, and were choked by the current, and when the cough slowed down a little, the world except for rapid breathing, there was only the sound of the small waterfall at the end of the turquoise pool.

Feng Qinglang used his last strength to untie the ropes that bound both sides, and then lay on his back on the sand and gravel on the shore, looking at the white clouds that were blown by the breeze, only to feel that everything in the world was becoming more and more hazy, and he was getting more and more tired.

Nanxing Soul reluctantly knelt on the ground, looking at Feng Qinglang's pupils, which had completely turned into silver gray at this time, which was a slightly weird and beautiful color, but she had no intention of staring carefully, because Feng Qinglang's rapid breathing quietly slowed down and gradually became silent......

Frightened, she hurriedly rushed forward, trembling hands, and pointed to Feng Qinglang's snort, where it was already cold......