"I caught you."
Qin Feng smiled coldly.
"No... It's impossible, how is this possible?"
The silver-haired man stared in a daze, as if he could not accept the facts before him.
"Guardian of Tiankeng."
That's the guardian of the sinkhole!
The most advanced school of the Tiankeng tribe is known as the sky collapses under the tiankeng.
Now, it was broken in an instant.
The silver-haired man felt the whole world collapsed.
The silver-haired man frantically pulled Qin Feng's palm, and blushed and yelled: "Let go of me. You mortal, a low-level species, I order you to let me go immediately."
Qin Feng squinted his eyes, slapped him with a palm without thinking about it, and hit the opponent's chest fiercely.
puff!
The silver-haired man spouted a mouthful of blood.
"Can you speak well now?"
Qin Feng's voice turned cold, annoying this kind of trash that couldn't see the situation most, self-righteous, thinking that the whole world was surrounding him.
"you… "
The silver-haired man gritted his teeth without any resistance.
"Your cultivation base is not at home yet, so you can scare others a bit. It has no effect on me."
"If you don't want to die, answer my questions honestly."
Qin Feng stared at the silver-haired man coldly.
An imperceptible light, through Qin Feng's eyes, penetrated into the silver-haired man's eyebrows like a ghost.
what…
The silver-haired man seemed to have received a tremendous impact, his eyes rolled up, his eyes, ears, nose and mouth were bleeding out together, and his hands were holding his head desperately and howling like crazy.
Qin Feng frowned slightly.
"Who would dare to spy on the secret..."
In the panic-like voice, the big puppet technique suddenly disintegrated and melted like an inviolable scorching sun.
Qin Feng snorted.
This prohibition... Is it fairy magic
At this moment, Qin Feng was more interested in the Tiankeng tribe in front of him.
"Big puppet technique?"
"You dare to control me with big puppet art?"
"You are finished, your relatives died because of you, your race died because of you, and your world collapsed because of you. The Tiankeng tribe will not let you go..."
The silver-haired man screamed frantically.
Immediately, his eyes closed, as if he had fallen into hibernation, with a breathless breath.
"It's weird, neither was controlled by the big puppet technique, but fell asleep again."
Qin Feng touched his chin and thought for a while.
This can only show that the Tiankeng tribe is very difficult to be controlled by the big puppet technique.
Protoss World.
Temple of the King of Gods.
"I'm back, what's the matter with Ice Crystal Continent? Is it a natural disaster or a man-made disaster?"
Emperor Changsheng frowned and asked.
If it wasn't for the genocide that just happened, Emperor Changsheng would definitely rush to the Ice Crystal Continent to find out himself, instead of entrusting Qin Feng.
"Man-made disaster."
Qin Feng waved a silver-haired figure and slammed it on the ground with a loud bang.
"Man-made disaster?"
Emperor Changsheng was surprised and asked.
A hundred years later, it will be the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth. At this time, there are still people who have launched such a tragic massacre!
A ray of murderous aura rose in the eyes of Emperor Changsheng.
"Yes, man-made disaster."
Qin Feng nodded, pointing to the silver figure on the ground and said: "This is the culprit."
"died?"
Emperor Changsheng stood up, walked to the silver-haired figure, kicked the corpse, and suddenly frowned, "Not dead!"
"How is this going?"
Emperor Changsheng raised his head suspiciously.
"There should be some kind of powerful restriction inside him, which temporarily protects his lifeline."
Qin Feng analyzed.
"Big puppet art has failed?"
The expression of Emperor Changsheng changed slightly.
Those who can contend with the big puppet art are all top-notch Dao skills between heaven and earth.
"Yes, the big puppet technique has failed."
Qin Feng was blunt.
He pointed to the silver-haired figure on the ground and said: "I was touched by a protective mechanism in his mind, and I was slightly injured."
"Qin Feng, you are actually injured."
The emperor Changsheng's frowned deeper.
The emperor Changsheng knew well what Qin Feng's cultivation base was.
The Qin Feng of the Four Heavens of the Ancient Gods was all hurt by this immortal law restraint. One can imagine how cultivated the person who planted the restraint was.
"Do you know the Tiankeng tribe?"
Qin Feng raised his head and asked.
The Emperor Changsheng was very knowledgeable and could understand a wide range of information. It is very likely that he knew the Tiankeng Clan who did not know where he came from.
"Tiankeng tribe?"
Emperor Changsheng shook his head directly: "I have never heard of such a race."
Among the three thousand realms in the world, the slightly more famous races were heard by Emperor Changsheng.
But for such a Tiankeng tribe, Emperor Changsheng was really unheard of.
"That's a pity, I still want to find out where the Tiankeng clan is, and I want to find out."
"This person is not a human, a god, or a ghost. He is not from the human world, nor from the underworld."
"I really don't know when such a mysterious place emerged in the universe that could give birth to such a peculiar race of the Tiankeng tribe?"
Qin Feng shook his head regretfully, feeling a little sorry in his heart.
He originally wanted to go to the Tiankeng tribe, find a hundred people from the Tiankeng tribe, and crack the secrets of the Tiankeng so that more ancient gods could condense the immortal energy.
"Yes, since you broke the barrier of immortality with one arrow and civilization progressed, this world has become more and more incomprehensible. I don't know when and where, a lot of monsters and ghosts ran out."
Emperor Changsheng sighed with emotion.
Suddenly, it seemed to be thinking of something again.
The Emperor Changsheng cautiously poked the silver-haired man with his foot, and tentatively asked: "Is it possible that the one who can wound you with just a restriction is not Dao Shu, but Xian Shu?"
Qin Feng of the Four Heavens of the Ancient Gods is already the top master in the human world.
In the cognition of Emperor Changsheng, there are not many in the human world that can compete with Qin Feng.
"The immortal law prohibition? Does this so-called Tiankeng tribe have anything to do with the immortal world?"
Qin Feng guessed.
In this way, everything can make sense.
The Great Emperor Changsheng and Qin Feng looked at each other, and at the same time an inexplicable sense of urgency rose in their hearts.
A hundred years later, the world will be a catastrophe, but it does not mean that the world will be stable in this century.
With the immortal spirit coming, how many chess pieces the ghost knows the immortal world will throw in the human world
Sinkhole invasion, this may be an early warning.
Apart from the Tiankeng tribe, will there be other mysterious civilizations appearing
From the appearance of the Tiankeng Clan, Qin Feng had vaguely smelled the aura of the dusk of the gods.
What if the gods arrive at dusk early
No one knows what will happen in the future.
"Emperor Changsheng, this person seems to be going to trouble you. The invasion of Tiankeng is not accidental. You should pay more attention to it."
Qin Feng said again.
"I will stare at this."
Emperor Changsheng nodded slightly.
"I must go to the Buddha Realm right away. Only by finding the Twenty-Four Heavenly Treasures can I feel a little relieved."
At this moment, Qin Feng felt an unprecedented urgency.
In addition to the Brahma mirror, there is also the open axe, Huntian Ling, there is no clue at all.
Qin Feng's time is running out.