Chapter 369 Despair

"Ouyang Qianqiu!"

Above the sky, looking at the phantom of Ouyang Qianqiu who appeared in the void in front of him.

Fan Yehuang's heart fell to the bottom.

No imaginary anger.

Instead, there was a fear in his heart!

Hole Reality!

Ouyang Qianqiu has really been promoted to Dongzhen Wonderland!

When the figure that appeared in the mirror appeared in the void, the whole world seemed to be suppressed, and the turbulent heaven and earth qi were calmed down.

Inside the entire Linghai Sword Sect ruins.

All the monks looked up to the sky.

They all felt a suffocating terrifying depression from the sky!

The interweaving of Tao and Dharma.

Give unparalleled pressure to all beings in the world!

"This!!!"

Under the lake, Zhang Qingyuan swallowed hard.

Pressure through the lakes,

Let him also feel that kind of power like a thousand fingers!

This is the real cave!

Even though Zhang Qingyuan was in the real Yuan realm, he already belonged to the middle-level power, but in front of this cave real realm, he still had no ability to resist.

He doesn't even have the ability to swing a sword at the opponent!

That is another level of power,

A realm far more powerful than the real Yuan realm!

This feeling of powerlessness

As in the past,

In the early and middle stages of the Spirit Origin Realm, it was like facing the True Origin Realm!

The gap is like a moat!

between heaven and earth.

The cultivator's heart was filled with boundless fear, setting off a stormy sea.

No one in the outside world dared to speak.

A dead silence!

silence.

Even Fan Yehuang was silent without any words.

Stopped in mid-air.

No more escape.

In fact, he couldn't escape at all.

The surrounding space has been blocked by the invisible and stalwart power. The power of this blockade is really too powerful. It is like an indestructible solidified space wall. Even Fan Yehuang, who has been reborn in the spirit tool Jianwan, cannot break it.

When Ouyang Qianqiu's figure appeared.

Everything is over.

"What are you calculating so much for?"

Fan Yehuang looked at the illusory figure of Ouyang Qianqiu in front of his eyes, and suddenly asked aloud, breaking the silence of the world.

Although I have some guesses in my heart.

But Fan Yehuang still wanted to make sure.

Even if it is now lost.

When Ouyang Qianqiu appeared,

he knew,

He lost.

Whether it was 300 years ago or now, he lost in a mess.

The power of Dongzhen Wonderland,

As a secret disciple of the Linghai Sword Sect who was also close to that realm, this is all too clear.

Unwilling!

Full of unwillingness!

But no matter what, it's all over.

doesn't make any sense.

[You don't need to know about this matter, go for it with peace of mind, that old ghost chose you back then was a mistake in itself. 】

A long and long voice echoed in the void with a rhythm-like voice.

Obviously not loud,

But it was imprinted into the ears of everyone present.

I saw the palm of the illusory shadow entrenched in the sky toward the sword pill spirit tool where Fan Yehuang lived, and the palm seemed to encompass the entire world.

The four worlds are reflected in this palm.

Space is heavily compressed.

The power of Dao and Dharma converged, so that even Fan Yehuang, who was reborn in the spirit weapon Jianwan, had no ability to resist at all.

It fell into the hands of Ouyang Qianqiu.

the confluence of forces,

A series of mysterious runes are linked to the photos on the sword pill, sealing all the power.

Soon that Kenmaru lost all light.

All that remains is an unremarkable golden roulette wheel.

Only the traces of mysterious and boundless on the surface, the runes that faintly reflected the deep light, showed the extraordinary.

"Father, you are disappointed."

Ouyang Shihong's figure straddles the void.

Appeared in front of Ouyang Qianqiu's figure.

Bow down and admit your mistake.

[You just understand, no matter how you say it is a character who can still survive for three hundred years after his defeat, how can it be so simple and easy to be calculated by you. 】

[This lesson, you must keep in mind in the future. 】

A dense cloud of air shrouded Ouyang Qianqiu's face.

Can't see his expression.

"Yes, father."

Ouyang Shihong didn't have the arrogance of the pinnacle of True Yuan at all, so he bowed his head to be trained.

[Okay, it is not advisable to stay here for a long time, prepare to leave. 】

【However, before that...】

boom! ! !

Divine Sense swept like a tsunami and shrouded the sky, covering the entire Linghai Sword Sect ruins.

[In order to avoid the leakage of news, I still want to clean it up first! 】

The voice is flat.

Not the slightest fluctuation.

It's like running over an ant on the road.

Not even hiding it.

I don't mind letting the many monks who are exploring the Linghai Sword Sect ruins know about it.

in an instant,

All the cultivators who were in the Linghai Sword Sect ruins felt a chill that pierced their hearts, causing their blood to coagulate and their hands and feet to freeze.

"Wait, please forgive me!"

"We didn't see anything! We didn't know anything!"

"Forgive me! I will never say anything about what happened here..."

for a while,

The expressions of the monks in the entire ruins changed greatly.

Explode in time.

Someone begged for mercy.

Someone's face changed wildly, and they squeezed out their milk and flew towards the exit of the space channel.

Someone quickly dug a hole in the ground, hoping to escape by hiding under the ground.

one response.

Weird.

only,

Above the void, Ouyang Qianqiu didn't take them to heart at all. A sharp gaze seemed to penetrate through many spaces, as if he saw a figure hiding under the Great Luojin Pond and buried at the bottom of the lake.

Zhang Qingyuan's scalp numb instantly.

Cold and stiff hands and feet.

He couldn't move his body at all.

this moment,

All the secrets on his body seem to have been spied out by a single eye!

[A good Yunshui sect boy, whether it is talent, chance, perseverance, is a first-class existence, at least he is a man of the era of Yuzhou, if there is no accident in the future, it is not impossible to achieve the real hole in the fairyland. 】

[Unfortunately, your journey will end here. 】

[Speaking of which, if it weren't for you, the deity's plan might not necessarily be able to proceed according to the envisaged path. 】

【In order to express your gratitude, let the deity end your path by hand! 】

A low voice like a heavenly emperor sounded from the bottom of everyone's heart.

Although no name was given.

But Zhang Qingyuan knew in his heart,

I am afraid that the other party is talking about himself!

"Damn!!!"

this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan was about to get up and violently, but the surrounding space was frozen at this moment.

Like a mountain that is difficult to contend against, it is firmly pressed on the shoulders!

Can't move at all.

at this time,

Above the sky, Ouyang Qianqiu opened his palm.

In an instant, it turned into a terrifying giant hand that covered hundreds of miles of sky above the nine heavens, with the power of rolling waves, as if the entire sky was crushed down!

this moment,

Zhang Qingyuan's heart completely fell into the abyss of despair.