v2 Chapter 135： Broken space, escape (2/2)

In the shocking eyes of countless monks, the sky seemed to be instantly torn by the ancient god, and a dark and scary crack appeared instantly, followed by the terrible attraction of horror!

”Crack in space!”

The ancestor of the Mu Family and the black wind Zhenjun both roared, and his face was instantly filled with horror!

The two of them instantly erupted into an overwhelming breath, and the monk Yuanying's momentum unfolded as much as possible, forcing a confrontation with that suction! Although the space crack has a strong suction force, the monk Yuan Ying can resist it. It is precisely because of the two shots that the Xiao Clan on the ground can resist the disaster of being sucked into the space crack.

At this moment, there is no one present, Xiao Chen's body is flying towards it quickly under the suction of that space crack!

”No, the old man's blood ghost is still in this person, and he cannot be sucked away by the cracks in space!”

”If you can't kill this person with your own hands, even if you see him go into the cracks in space, Ben Jun can't be at ease!”

The two Yuanying monks glanced at each other, screamed at Qi Qi, and performed magical powers towards Xiao Chen.

But at this moment, a Qian Ying suddenly stepped out of the crack in the space in the horrified eyes of countless monks, and stretched his hands to hold Xiao Chen, in order to pull it into it.

”It's the primordial body in this person! What is her identity, she can go in and out of freedom in the cracks of space!”

”These two must be killed today, or they will be allowed to escape into the cracks in space. If they do not die, they will be a serious problem in the future!”

In the eyes of the two, there was a crazy killer, but they couldn't even hide their possessions, and Qi Qiyang threw a hand!

The Mu family ancestor took out the Ding Tianlun borrowed from Cuizhu Zhenjun! After leaving the hand, it turned into a rapid rise and became ten feet in size, and a mist of green fluttered down and shrouded in the space crack.

”Set the heaven wheel, make Ben Jun!”

The ancestors of the Mu family screamed, looking pale.

As for the black wind true monarch, the thing thrown out is a weird black bead. When this thing enters the outside world, it emits a very cold cathode atmosphere, and then suddenly explodes, exposing a middle-aged man with a pale and white color. Man ghost!

”Ghost Emperor Remnants, get me out of them!”

This ghost image is actually a ghost emperor who is equivalent to the monk Yuan Ying!

Prompted by Zhenfeng Zhenjun, the middle-aged man's eyes widened, a blankness filled with the cold and violent aura, and a growl went straight to the space crack.

The fixed sky wheel can fix the self-detonation of the Taoist device at ten breaths, and the power can be said naturally. Although this ghost emperor's residual soul can't play all the cultivation practices, but the breath is also comparable to the early monks of Yuan Ying. Combining the two, Xiao Chen and Yu Ji must be difficult to escape!

At this moment, Yu Ji suddenly turned back, her face paled so quickly that her figure became unreal, but at her fingertips, a drop of black blood with horrible energy fluctuations was slowly peeling away, toward that fixed wheel. Meet the ghost emperor ghost quickly!

”Blood of the demon ancestor, burst! Blast! Blow! Blast!” Yu Ji flashed a cold color on his face, and that drop of demon ancestor blood exploded without warning.

The horrible power of destruction made the ancestors of the Mu Family and the black wind Zhenjun look mad, waved their hands to fight against them, and the figure quickly retreated!

The two can go, but under the force of this horrible destruction, the fixed sky wheel was a wailing sound. It was severely damaged in an instant, fell into the space crack, and was instantly grasped by a thin, thin hand. As for the ghost emperor's residual soul, it was completely destroyed in a flash!

After this obstacle, the space crack was healed quickly. The ancestors of the Mu Family and the black wind Zhenjun looked iron-blue, but they could no longer shoot.

”I will come back one day.”

At the last moment when the cracks in the space disappeared, a weak but firm voice slowly emerged from it.

”I will come back one day.”

”I will return...”

”Coming back ...”

-------------------------------------------------- --- Volume 2: Weizhou Mujia, finally! -------------------------------------------------- -------------

ps: The second volume is over, which is a bit of abusive. After the third volume, Baozi strives for a good article. Although there are setbacks, it will eventually pass. Do n’t worry, you do n’t have tragedy! So please wait patiently for the king to return!

ps2: Tomorrow begins the third volume, tomorrow will begin three changes, tomorrow I hope Daoyou will give you strength!