Chapter 112 What Can You Do in 1 Minute

What the hell!

There are only two words echoing in Brother Cheng's mind now - Niu Bu!

With just one stop, everything in the audience stopped, whether alive or dead.

If the person being stopped is not still conscious, it would be as if time stood still.

The only exception is the chained cage.

Perhaps it was because they were all spells, and after stronger spells appeared, the previous spells would become ineffective.

So as soon as the word stopped, the cage and the chains disappeared out of thin air.

This language and conjuration fairy-level version is too bunker!

The city brother served.

He was even so moved that he was willing to force himself out of the throne and give the system a minute.

"Disperse!"

Great array disappeared.

The Sifang Yuan Ding emitting golden light also fell down, turning into a small copper tripod the size of a palm, and it fell into his hands.

At the same time, even the spiritual energy in the hall was completely scattered.

The remaining five were finally free.

"you……"

Xiang Gaoye was shocked and was about to say why you were still alive.

"kneel!"

puff puff...

The four of them all knelt down, and their strength was so great that the black stone floor was smashed by their knees.

The only exception was Lan Wee.

Jiang Cheng excluded her from the target of the spell.

"untie!"

"Dream!"

The two holy sons looked horrified, one wanted to lift the spell, and the other wanted Jiang Cheng to enter the dream again.

But these two sounds are like mud cows entering the sea,

It doesn't work at all.

"how did you do that?"

Lan Wee was surprised and delighted, and couldn't believe it was true.

She actually knows a little about spells and spells.

But even she couldn't make a master of the same rank kneel when she said kneeling.

What's more, Jiang Cheng was one level lower than everyone present.

"climb!"

As soon as the words fell, the emperor and the princess and the two two holy sons used uncontrollable siblings and crawled towards him.

"Jiang Cheng, what are you doing!"

Yu Liang couldn't believe it and roared loudly. The veins in the neck were all protruding and red.

"I will kill you! Execute the nine clans!"

Xiang Gaoye was mad with hatred, he was an emperor, and only others would kneel on him.

Never had such a humiliating moment.

"You have to die!"

"Insulting the Son! The Holy Land will not let you go!"

Han Huayuan tried his best to mobilize his spiritual power and the Taoist palace, but he couldn't resist the power of the incantation.

Ning Ti was the first to know the current affairs.

"Jiang Cheng... I was wrong..."

She immediately began to beg for mercy.

It's just that the city brother will eat this.

These four people seem to have received the only order now - to climb.

In addition, whether it is flying, drawing a sword, or even committing suicide, it cannot be done.

"The evil beast can't stop!"

On the top of Han Huayuan's head, the phantom of an old man with white beard and white hair suddenly floated up.

The blue weed's complexion changed.

"The true spirit consciousness of Venerable Mirror Ring."

"I'm sorry, he is in the holy realm, and even a consciousness is not something that the Taoist realm can bear!"

It was strange to her that with those two holy sons alone, there was no absolute certainty of winning.

It turned out that the Holy Land of Wuyu also arranged the last killer this time.

"Master, save me!"

"kill him……"

The two holy sons rekindled hope.

"Break him to ashes!"

Facing the phantom with immortal style on the surface and the unfathomable aura, Jiang Cheng smiled.

Into the Holy Land?

Sounds so scary.

"roll!"

Without waiting for Venerable Mirror Ring to take action, he spit out the next word.

Then, the consciousness of the true spirit that entered the holy realm also changed.

Uncontrollably rolled around in the void.

Sometimes his feet are upside down, sometimes his butt is higher than his head, and he rolls quite well.

Jiang Cheng didn't call to stop, he couldn't stop.

"Dare to bully me!"

"stop!"

The consciousness of Venerable Mirror Ring almost went crazy.

He couldn't resist at all.

This is the immortal version of the spell. If he is an immortal, he may be immune to his strength. It is better to enter the holy realm.

The worldviews of the two great sons and the emperor were shattered.

No matter where he is placed, he will receive endless respect.

When he played, everyone expected him to wave his hands easily and kill the audience in seconds.

And then leave behind the figure of the master and the unfathomable aura.

As a result, now... the old man rolled like a wheel without stopping, galloping back and forth in this hall.

The blue weed is dumbfounded.

She didn't even know whether to cheer or gasp.

A fearful enemy, being played like this?

Wouldn't this be a dream too?

boom!

That consciousness really exploded.

In a secret room in the far away Silent Holy Land, Venerable Mirror Ring's real body roared furiously.

The surrounding mountains were shaken to shreds!

In order not to continue being humiliated, he was forced to destroy his true spiritual consciousness with his own hands.

However, where can I forget the shame just now?

On this side, Brother Cheng felt very sorry.

Originally, there were other tricks to use in the true spirit consciousness, but I didn't expect that the old man couldn't play it.

As soon as the consciousness of the true spirit disappeared, the remaining four were completely desperate.

Lan Wee flashed to him in surprise, with an incredible look on his face: "How can you spell magic?"

Jiang Cheng couldn't answer.

He is now in the state of the immortal version of that minute, no matter what he says, it will become a spell.

"Can I keep Ningti, I still keep her useful, I don't want her to be broken so easily."

"Also, what level of speaking spells do you have? How can you be more powerful than our witch department?"

The old man was helpless.

Girl, don't interrupt. Brother only has one minute. Now 20 seconds have passed. It's not permanent.

He could only give her a sideways glance.

"boast!"

Lan Wee's complexion changed, his purple eyes were all round, and then he praised him uncontrollably.

"Jiang Cheng, you are really the most handsome and handsome man I have ever seen. You are unique in heaven and earth..."

"Your talent is unparalleled..."

"Your aptitude is astonishing in the past..."

"You are so talented that the Nether rules can't bear it..."

"Compared to you, I am like a firefly under the bright moon. It is the honor of my life to be bathed in your light..."

"Your character is noble and pure, no two saints can match..."

Lan Wee's beautiful face was about to be distorted, of course she didn't want to praise Jiang Cheng so disgustingly.

If it wasn't for this crisis forcing the two to join forces, she would actually hate this guy a little bit.

After all, the two had quarreled once before that.

But she couldn't control it.

She couldn't resist the immortal version of the spells and spells.

He could only stare at him with murderous eyes, while gnashing his teeth and continuing to praise him.

Cool!

Jiang Cheng said that he has never forced himself to be comfortable this time.

It's almost time.

"kill!"

He ordered again.

So Xiang Gaoye and the two great sons started to kill each other.

After 10 seconds, Xiang Gaoye of Dougiya Sixfold was the first to die.

As soon as he died, in fact, even if the time limit of the spell had passed, he would have won.

After all, after his death, the Sifang Yuanding was not controlled by anyone, and the Dragon Spirit Formation returned to Jiang Cheng's control.

Even if the two holy sons are in normal state, without the help of magic weapons and great formations, they can't stop him from joining forces with Lan Wee.

But he wasn't going to bother so much.

Seeing that there were only a few seconds left, he waved his hand.

"burst!"