The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
A huge beam of extremely bright light shot out from behind An Zheng, directly dispersing the turbulence for a moment. Although it might only be a thousandth of a second, it was a rare breather for An Zheng. Under the huge thrust, An Zheng held the black weight ruler and fell rapidly. This was an endless space, and An Zheng didn't know where he would fall.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
It's as if there is a large, calm river now. This river is composed of countless straight lines. The distance between each straight line and the straight line is equal, very, very close. The crawling of the ants changed the trajectory of one of the straight lines, and there was a small fluctuation in the straight line. As a result... the fluctuation of this straight line affected the two surrounding ones, and the two affected more. In about a few seconds, the space Turbulence still occurred.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
There seems to be some faint light.
However, there is no way.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
Ning Xiaolou was also alarmed and teleported directly from Weiran Palace to Baisheng Academy. All he saw was devastation.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
Moreover, the scope of this kind of devouring is uncontrollable and unpredictable. If a practitioner who has the ability to create a space accidentally tears the space apart, the consequence may not be that he alone is sucked into a place where he will die without a burial. If the space rift continues to expand, a village, a town, or even a small city may be swallowed up.
"It's a secret realm."
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
His body was almost gone, not even a third was left. Two legs were missing, and only half of his right arm was left. The left side of the body was almost cut off, with no flesh and blood left, leaving only a few half-cut ribs.
Ning Xiaolou walked slowly down the slope of the blasted pit. The violent airflow was still lingering at the bottom of the pit, cutting everything around it like a tornado. Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and the turbulence immediately dissipated. He walked under the pit and looked around. There was not even a larger brick in the center, it was all powder. The power of the amethyst explosion is too violent and concentrated. Baisheng Academy is so big, half of Baisheng Academy is equivalent to three fantasy world permanent residence cities being directly destroyed.
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
However, An Zheng became more and more depressed.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
His body was almost gone, not even a third was left. Two legs were missing, and only half of his right arm was left. The left side of the body was almost cut off, with no flesh and blood left, leaving only a few half-cut ribs.
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
In less than a second, An Zheng felt like there was no flesh left on his back. The sound of those lines cutting into the bones of his back irritated his eardrums, and his mind was exploding. At this time, there was nothing left to hesitate. An Zheng released all his cultivation power toward the back.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
Only then did Tang Xianxu react and quickly took people to check.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
Ning Xiaolou walked slowly down the slope of the blasted pit. The violent airflow was still lingering at the bottom of the pit, cutting everything around it like a tornado. Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and the turbulence immediately dissipated. He walked under the pit and looked around. There was not even a larger brick in the center, it was all powder. The power of the amethyst explosion is too violent and concentrated. Baisheng Academy is so big, half of Baisheng Academy is equivalent to three fantasy world permanent residence cities being directly destroyed.
At this moment, An Zheng summoned the black heavy ruler and held it against his chest. Under the gravity of the black heavy ruler, An Zheng began to fall, and he fell very quickly. But those crazy lines began to chase An Zheng. They were guided by the airflow, and they would pounce wherever the airflow changed.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
Only then did Tang Xianxu react and quickly took people to check.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
Only then did Tang Xianxu react and quickly took people to check.
A trembling straight line swept across An Zheng's clothes, and An Zheng's clothes were cut open instantly. Another straight line swept across An Zheng's skin, and a palm-sized portion of skin was instantly cut off. The pain made An Zheng tremble and blood flowed. All of this made the space turbulence even more violent, and An Zheng was in the middle of the violence.
Then the ants began to crawl up, leaving An Zheng's ankles and crawling onto An Zheng's shoes. As the ants moved, An Zheng could already feel the subtle changes in the airflow. It's very weak. Such changes in airflow won't even affect the hair on your body.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
However, there is no way.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
At the beginning, he said to Song Mouyuan, having your assistance is like getting the Optimus Prime, and I can sleep peacefully. So someone specially made a ring for Song Mouyuan, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a confused way.
boom!
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
Ning Xiaolou was also alarmed and teleported directly from Weiran Palace to Baisheng Academy. All he saw was devastation.
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
Everyone was busy checking the injuries, and no one remembered that there were still disciples training in the secret realm.
That's an ant.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
The secret realm is broken.
Right next to An Zheng.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
That's an ant.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
At the beginning, he said to Song Mouyuan, having your assistance is like getting the Optimus Prime, and I can sleep peacefully. So someone specially made a ring for Song Mouyuan, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a confused way.
In less than a second, An Zheng felt like there was no flesh left on his back. The sound of those lines cutting into the bones of his back irritated his eardrums, and his mind was exploding. At this time, there was nothing left to hesitate. An Zheng released all his cultivation power toward the back.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
There seems to be some faint light.
At the beginning, he said to Song Mouyuan, having your assistance is like getting the Optimus Prime, and I can sleep peacefully. So someone specially made a ring for Song Mouyuan, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a confused way.
It's as if there is a large, calm river now. This river is composed of countless straight lines. The distance between each straight line and the straight line is equal, very, very close. The crawling of the ants changed the trajectory of one of the straight lines, and there was a small fluctuation in the straight line. As a result... the fluctuation of this straight line affected the two surrounding ones, and the two affected more. In about a few seconds, the space Turbulence still occurred.
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
It was an indescribable scene. An Zheng's body was cut countless times.
Only then did Tang Xianxu react and quickly took people to check.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
A trembling straight line swept across An Zheng's clothes, and An Zheng's clothes were cut open instantly. Another straight line swept across An Zheng's skin, and a palm-sized portion of skin was instantly cut off. The pain made An Zheng tremble and blood flowed. All of this made the space turbulence even more violent, and An Zheng was in the middle of the violence.
And the distance of this kind of turbulence may not be very far.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
It's as if there is a large, calm river now. This river is composed of countless straight lines. The distance between each straight line and the straight line is equal, very, very close. The crawling of the ants changed the trajectory of one of the straight lines, and there was a small fluctuation in the straight line. As a result... the fluctuation of this straight line affected the two surrounding ones, and the two affected more. In about a few seconds, the space Turbulence still occurred.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
It was an indescribable scene. An Zheng's body was cut countless times.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
"It's a secret realm."
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
A huge beam of extremely bright light shot out from behind An Zheng, directly dispersing the turbulence for a moment. Although it might only be a thousandth of a second, it was a rare breather for An Zheng. Under the huge thrust, An Zheng held the black weight ruler and fell rapidly. This was an endless space, and An Zheng didn't know where he would fall.
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
what to do
Ning Xiaolou walked slowly down the slope of the blasted pit. The violent airflow was still lingering at the bottom of the pit, cutting everything around it like a tornado. Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and the turbulence immediately dissipated. He walked under the pit and looked around. There was not even a larger brick in the center, it was all powder. The power of the amethyst explosion is too violent and concentrated. Baisheng Academy is so big, half of Baisheng Academy is equivalent to three fantasy world permanent residence cities being directly destroyed.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
Ning Xiaolou walked slowly down the slope of the blasted pit. The violent airflow was still lingering at the bottom of the pit, cutting everything around it like a tornado. Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and the turbulence immediately dissipated. He walked under the pit and looked around. There was not even a larger brick in the center, it was all powder. The power of the amethyst explosion is too violent and concentrated. Baisheng Academy is so big, half of Baisheng Academy is equivalent to three fantasy world permanent residence cities being directly destroyed.
He couldn't even feel pain, not at all. It seems that the body is no longer his own, only the weak consciousness is left.
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
There seems to be some faint light.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
Because no one understands the turbulence of space, everyone who has entered it has died.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
Moreover, the scope of this kind of devouring is uncontrollable and unpredictable. If a practitioner who has the ability to create a space accidentally tears the space apart, the consequence may not be that he alone is sucked into a place where he will die without a burial. If the space rift continues to expand, a village, a town, or even a small city may be swallowed up.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
There seems to be some faint light.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
However, there is no way.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
However, there is no way.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
"It's a secret realm."
He couldn't even feel pain, not at all. It seems that the body is no longer his own, only the weak consciousness is left.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
However, there is no way.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
Because no one understands the turbulence of space, everyone who has entered it has died.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt like he was instantly sucked into the turbulence. He completely lost control of himself, even if his current strength has almost reached the Great Saint Realm, it will not help. Here, there is no rule control at all.
Somewhat sad.
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
That's an ant.
boom!
Somewhat sad.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
It was an indescribable scene. An Zheng's body was cut countless times.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
boom!
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
However, there is no way.
At this moment, An Zheng summoned the black heavy ruler and held it against his chest. Under the gravity of the black heavy ruler, An Zheng began to fall, and he fell very quickly. But those crazy lines began to chase An Zheng. They were guided by the airflow, and they would pounce wherever the airflow changed.
The secret realm is broken.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
An Zheng lay there, unable to move. When he barely opened his eyes, all he saw was the dark ground.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
Somewhat sad.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
Then the ants began to crawl up, leaving An Zheng's ankles and crawling onto An Zheng's shoes. As the ants moved, An Zheng could already feel the subtle changes in the airflow. It's very weak. Such changes in airflow won't even affect the hair on your body.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
Everyone was busy checking the injuries, and no one remembered that there were still disciples training in the secret realm.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
However, An Zheng became more and more depressed.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
A huge beam of extremely bright light shot out from behind An Zheng, directly dispersing the turbulence for a moment. Although it might only be a thousandth of a second, it was a rare breather for An Zheng. Under the huge thrust, An Zheng held the black weight ruler and fell rapidly. This was an endless space, and An Zheng didn't know where he would fall.
Ning Xiaolou walked slowly down the slope of the blasted pit. The violent airflow was still lingering at the bottom of the pit, cutting everything around it like a tornado. Ning Xiaolou waved his hand, and the turbulence immediately dissipated. He walked under the pit and looked around. There was not even a larger brick in the center, it was all powder. The power of the amethyst explosion is too violent and concentrated. Baisheng Academy is so big, half of Baisheng Academy is equivalent to three fantasy world permanent residence cities being directly destroyed.
It's as if there is a large, calm river now. This river is composed of countless straight lines. The distance between each straight line and the straight line is equal, very, very close. The crawling of the ants changed the trajectory of one of the straight lines, and there was a small fluctuation in the straight line. As a result... the fluctuation of this straight line affected the two surrounding ones, and the two affected more. In about a few seconds, the space Turbulence still occurred.
A trembling straight line swept across An Zheng's clothes, and An Zheng's clothes were cut open instantly. Another straight line swept across An Zheng's skin, and a palm-sized portion of skin was instantly cut off. The pain made An Zheng tremble and blood flowed. All of this made the space turbulence even more violent, and An Zheng was in the middle of the violence.
An Zheng lay there, unable to move. When he barely opened his eyes, all he saw was the dark ground.
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
All straight lines are no longer straight lines, but wild pythons shaking violently.
Right next to An Zheng.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
An Zheng floated, floating quietly. He didn't dare to move. This was a completely weightless state. He could rely on his own cultivation to move and push himself forward. But there is space turbulence here, and his slightest movement may cause terrible consequences. In later generations, it is called the butterfly effect. If he moves slightly here, violent turbulence will occur somewhere.
There seems to be some faint light.
"It's a secret realm."
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
All straight lines are no longer straight lines, but wild pythons shaking violently.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt like he was instantly sucked into the turbulence. He completely lost control of himself, even if his current strength has almost reached the Great Saint Realm, it will not help. Here, there is no rule control at all.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt like he was instantly sucked into the turbulence. He completely lost control of himself, even if his current strength has almost reached the Great Saint Realm, it will not help. Here, there is no rule control at all.
what to do
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
A trembling straight line swept across An Zheng's clothes, and An Zheng's clothes were cut open instantly. Another straight line swept across An Zheng's skin, and a palm-sized portion of skin was instantly cut off. The pain made An Zheng tremble and blood flowed. All of this made the space turbulence even more violent, and An Zheng was in the middle of the violence.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
He couldn't even feel pain, not at all. It seems that the body is no longer his own, only the weak consciousness is left.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
It was an indescribable scene. An Zheng's body was cut countless times.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
Only then did Tang Xianxu react and quickly took people to check.
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
However, An Zheng became more and more depressed.
At this moment, An Zheng summoned the black heavy ruler and held it against his chest. Under the gravity of the black heavy ruler, An Zheng began to fall, and he fell very quickly. But those crazy lines began to chase An Zheng. They were guided by the airflow, and they would pounce wherever the airflow changed.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
A huge beam of extremely bright light shot out from behind An Zheng, directly dispersing the turbulence for a moment. Although it might only be a thousandth of a second, it was a rare breather for An Zheng. Under the huge thrust, An Zheng held the black weight ruler and fell rapidly. This was an endless space, and An Zheng didn't know where he would fall.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
However, An Zheng became more and more depressed.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
Everyone was busy checking the injuries, and no one remembered that there were still disciples training in the secret realm.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
In less than a second, An Zheng felt like there was no flesh left on his back. The sound of those lines cutting into the bones of his back irritated his eardrums, and his mind was exploding. At this time, there was nothing left to hesitate. An Zheng released all his cultivation power toward the back.
Ning Xiaolou was also alarmed and teleported directly from Weiran Palace to Baisheng Academy. All he saw was devastation.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
Moreover, the scope of this kind of devouring is uncontrollable and unpredictable. If a practitioner who has the ability to create a space accidentally tears the space apart, the consequence may not be that he alone is sucked into a place where he will die without a burial. If the space rift continues to expand, a village, a town, or even a small city may be swallowed up.
In less than a second, An Zheng felt like there was no flesh left on his back. The sound of those lines cutting into the bones of his back irritated his eardrums, and his mind was exploding. At this time, there was nothing left to hesitate. An Zheng released all his cultivation power toward the back.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
what to do
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
It was the first time An Zheng encountered this situation. His life and death were completely out of his control, not even expected.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
A huge beam of extremely bright light shot out from behind An Zheng, directly dispersing the turbulence for a moment. Although it might only be a thousandth of a second, it was a rare breather for An Zheng. Under the huge thrust, An Zheng held the black weight ruler and fell rapidly. This was an endless space, and An Zheng didn't know where he would fall.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt like he was instantly sucked into the turbulence. He completely lost control of himself, even if his current strength has almost reached the Great Saint Realm, it will not help. Here, there is no rule control at all.
Because no one understands the turbulence of space, everyone who has entered it has died.
An Zheng's mind was racing rapidly, forcing himself to calm down. Things recorded in the files of the Ming Law Department and the Police Department appeared in his mind one by one. He had to find a solution from these experiences that were not experiences. .
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
An Zheng lay there, unable to move. When he barely opened his eyes, all he saw was the dark ground.
It was an indescribable scene. An Zheng's body was cut countless times.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
boom!
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
At this moment, An Zheng suddenly felt some itching on his ankle. He subconsciously wanted to look down, but he didn't dare.
what to do
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
At the beginning, he said to Song Mouyuan, having your assistance is like getting the Optimus Prime, and I can sleep peacefully. So someone specially made a ring for Song Mouyuan, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a confused way.
When An Zheng woke up, he couldn't even feel himself. He wanted to move, but he couldn't move at all. There was a buzz in his head, as if a thunder had exploded in his mind.
All straight lines are no longer straight lines, but wild pythons shaking violently.
Everyone was busy checking the injuries, and no one remembered that there were still disciples training in the secret realm.
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
At the beginning, he said to Song Mouyuan, having your assistance is like getting the Optimus Prime, and I can sleep peacefully. So someone specially made a ring for Song Mouyuan, but he didn't expect that he would die in such a confused way.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
His body was almost gone, not even a third was left. Two legs were missing, and only half of his right arm was left. The left side of the body was almost cut off, with no flesh and blood left, leaving only a few half-cut ribs.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
He felt that the back of his skull was also chopped into pieces, but fortunately his brain was not damaged.
No one can predict where and from which direction the turbulence will appear. Once caught, they will be shattered to pieces.
Somewhat sad.
The ant bit An Zheng on his ankle. How could it bite An Zheng and move him
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
Unable to move, he was very close to death. If his physical body hadn't been strong enough, if the medicine field in the blood bead bracelet hadn't been of a high level, and if An Zheng hadn't made every choice right, he might have become trapped in the turbulence of this space. Part of the floating powder.
The secret realm is broken.
An Zheng didn't know where he went. He was involved in the turbulence of space. The most terrifying place in the world is the turbulent flow of space. After the space is shattered, the things inside will be sucked into the turbulent flow of space. It’s a gray area that doesn’t belong to any world, but it’s real. The turbulence here is sharper than the sharpest knife in the world, and more violent than the most violent monster in the world.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
With a buzzing sound, An Zheng felt like he was instantly sucked into the turbulence. He completely lost control of himself, even if his current strength has almost reached the Great Saint Realm, it will not help. Here, there is no rule control at all.
boom!
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
An Zheng suddenly realized that this was a turbulent space area. How could something hit him? Has he already touched the ground? Then An Zheng realized what he was doing... Damn it, wasn't he lying here? He must be somewhere on the ground. But it doesn't help, even if you know it, it won't help. The blood was almost gone, and the beating of the heart was getting weaker and weaker.
Right next to An Zheng.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
All straight lines are no longer straight lines, but wild pythons shaking violently.
Everyone was busy checking the injuries, and no one remembered that there were still disciples training in the secret realm.
A thousandth of a second later, the turbulence caught up again, swallowing An Zheng's power and becoming even more terrifying.
It's as if there is a large, calm river now. This river is composed of countless straight lines. The distance between each straight line and the straight line is equal, very, very close. The crawling of the ants changed the trajectory of one of the straight lines, and there was a small fluctuation in the straight line. As a result... the fluctuation of this straight line affected the two surrounding ones, and the two affected more. In about a few seconds, the space Turbulence still occurred.
Because no one understands the turbulence of space, everyone who has entered it has died.
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
The secret realm is broken.
He couldn't even feel pain, not at all. It seems that the body is no longer his own, only the weak consciousness is left.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
How long can An Zheng survive if he doesn't move like this
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
This feeling is very familiar, just like when I was besieged and dying on Cangman Mountain. But at that time, An Zheng had at least killed more than two-thirds of his enemies, but this time, his enemies were just a bloody stream of air.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
Because no one understands the turbulence of space, everyone who has entered it has died.
Throughout the ages, countless great practitioners have created countless spaces. This is equivalent to forcibly stretching a place that was originally only one in size to dozens or even hundreds in size. It is conceivable that once the space created in this way is broken, what will happen to it? What consequences will result.
However, there is no way.
As time passed by, An Zheng felt that he had no hope of living. He was lying there, the bridge of his nose had been broken... Broken
His body was almost gone, not even a third was left. Two legs were missing, and only half of his right arm was left. The left side of the body was almost cut off, with no flesh and blood left, leaving only a few half-cut ribs.
Somewhat sad.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
That's an ant.
And, this is no accident. There were no less than a hundred such cases recorded in the original files of the Ming Law Division. Of a hundred practitioners who can create space, almost two of them will accidentally tear the space apart and die.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
This is a place where there is no danger unless you move. The danger here is simply unpredictable.
An ant with a lot of luck was rolled out along with An Zheng after the space was shattered. He was on An Zheng's clothes before. An Zheng's attention was focused outside and he didn't notice the existence of this ant at all.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
An Zheng lay there, unable to move. When he barely opened his eyes, all he saw was the dark ground.
In An Zheng's memory, no matter it was this era or the Daxi era, no one who was involved in the turbulence of space survived. Many practitioners can't wait to try it after reaching a state where they can create a space. Among them, there are not a few who accidentally tear the space apart and swallow themselves and then die without a trace. Many seemingly mysterious and bizarre disappearances in this world are often related to black holes in space. This so-called space black hole is the devouring caused by tearing apart space.
The pale-faced Tang Xianxu looked at the huge crater in the center of the explosion, his voice trembling: "Judging from the location, it's the Crystal Hall, where Song Yuan lives. I told him a long time ago... those amethysts are unstable, It’s unstable, stop messing around.”
He tried to take a deep breath, but was forced to hold it down.
Somewhat sad.
The amethysts in the entire Crystal Hall were detonated, and half of Baisheng Academy was razed to the ground. The entire Yan City was shaken, and a large number of practitioners rushed towards Bai Sheng Academy like a tide. But it was of no use, what was supposed to happen happened, and the people who deserved it died.
There seems to be some faint light.
Ning Xiaolou glanced at Tang Xianxu: "Let's go see how many injured people there are and whether they can be treated. You are the first deputy dean. How can you mess up the rules before others do it?"
The turbulent flow directly hit An Zheng's back, and An Zheng's bones were scattered. He groaned and then passed out. The herbs in the blood bead bracelet began to repair frantically, but the speed could not match the destruction caused by the turbulent flow.
However, An Zheng became more and more depressed.
Then the ants began to crawl up, leaving An Zheng's ankles and crawling onto An Zheng's shoes. As the ants moved, An Zheng could already feel the subtle changes in the airflow. It's very weak. Such changes in airflow won't even affect the hair on your body.
Among the pile of powder, Ning Xiaolou picked up a ring... He recognized that it belonged to Song Mouyuan. This ring was originally given to Song Mouyuan by him. There was a word on the ring... Qing.
An Zheng's back was cut into pieces in an instant. Pieces of flesh and blood were cut off, and there was nothing that could be done to stop it. Not to mention An Zheng's current level of strength, even a great practitioner at the level of Immortal Lord might not be able to bear it at this time.
Ning Xiaolou was also alarmed and teleported directly from Weiran Palace to Baisheng Academy. All he saw was devastation.