But at this moment, the crowd was surprised to find that Yin Zhicheng was overwhelming and murderous, but never got close to Lin Xian'er and the others. He took a step forward and then took a step backwards, as if he was in the reincarnation space, continuing to reincarnate.
"What's the matter??" Yin Zhicheng looked suspicious. He found the space he was in. Everything seemed to be reversing, like walking a bridge that could never reach the other shore.
"Impossible, I master the law of space, the world is in my grasp, no one can trap me!" Yin Zhicheng did not believe in evil, and continued to try and step forward.
The result remained the same, he could never get close to Lin Xian'er and the others.
Xuan Zihui and the others all saw the problem. The space where Yin Zhicheng was located was completely controlled by others, and even time went backwards, and everything was constantly restarting.
"dead!"
At this moment, an icy voice suddenly came out from the space where it was not needed, and immediately after that, a terrifying vortex appeared in the space, possessing extremely terrifying suction power.
Yin Zhicheng resisted, but found that it was useless at all. The space he controlled at this time was useless under the suction generated by the vortex.
"Exit!" Yin Zhicheng snorted coldly, raising his fist and smashing towards the whirlpool.
Boom! ! !
There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the void produced a terrifying force of impulse, making everyone's hearts tremble.
However, even so, Yin Zhicheng still failed to smash the vortex, but because of the blow just now, the void collapsed, and the vortex directly enveloped the world, and Yin Zhicheng was swallowed into the void in an instant.
After a brief earthquake, the world returned to calm, and the crowd was shocked to find that Yin Zhicheng had disappeared. In front of the Emperor's Building, there was no trace of Yin Zhicheng, as if he hadn't seen him in a vacuum.
"So you were killed by that mysterious monk?" The crowd thought with horror.
Upstairs to the emperor, Xuan Zihui and others were equally shocked. Zhicheng was good at the law of space. Where he was, trying to defeat him in space would be as difficult as climbing, but under the vortex of terror, he disappeared directly. After all, the spatial law he mastered seemed to be invalid when faced with mysterious people.
Boom! ! !
Suddenly, there was a dull sound from the distant earth, like a wild monster, constantly using its huge four legs to stom on the ground fiercely, causing the whole earth to tremble at this time.
Following the tremor, there were the hearts of the monks.
On the tenth floor of the Emperor's Building, Xuan Zihui and others climbed up and looked far away, raising their eyes in one direction. At the end of the line of sight, a stalwart figure appeared, stepping steadily out, step by step, each step down, The earth made a bang, and the surrounding crowd trembled fiercely, as if every step was stepping on the hearts of the people, making them tremble.
boom! !
boom! ! !
This stalwart person does not walk fast, but has a certain pattern. The vibrating force generated by each step seems to blend with the laws of heaven and earth, creating a wonderful resonance.
In the hands of this stalwart man, there was a man covered in blood, embarrassed, as if he had experienced life and death.
"Zhicheng!" Xuan Zihui yelled with his eyes open.
The person who was held in his hand was Yin Zhicheng who suddenly disappeared not long ago. At this time, he was seriously injured and was covered in blood. He was held in his hand like a chicken, with less air intake and more exhalation.
The crowd also saw Yin Zhicheng at this time with a look of horror and inexplicable horror. No one knew how Yin Zhicheng, who was still awe-inspiring, was held in his hand at this time, covered in blood, and how he was beaten like this.
Everyone's eyes fell on the tall and straight figures who calmly stepped forward, and they were surprised.
This is a young man, probably in his twenties, with long black hair dyed in ink, flying on his back wanton, wearing a plain white robe, not very close to the body, a little loose, but it is just that. It seemed that this young man in white clothes had an aura of dust, like an immortal.
But as he walked, there was great momentum, like a god king coming, with a sense of invincibility, and the crowd stepped aside, not daring to stop this person from walking.
Being able to pluck the leaves and wound a five-tier genius in the Tibetan realm, and use the vortex to swallow Yin Zhicheng, severely wound him without everyone knowing, and capture him in his hands. The cultivation level of this young man is already terrifying. It is impossible to guess.
Boom boom boom! ! !
The young monk walked towards the imperial building step by step. From the beginning of the tremor to the end, cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, and these cracks were still expanding.
Until under the gaze of countless people, the young monk, carrying Yin Zhicheng in his hand, stepped out for the last time with a bang, and stopped here.
"Crack, click!!!"
Although the young man stopped, under this foot, the crack never stopped, spreading wildly, and went straight to the imperial building.
The crowd was shocked. Is this going to smash the ancient building with one foot
However, the crack spread below the imperial building, and then gradually stopped, and finally only half a foot away from the building.
Facts have proved that it is not so easy to be destroyed if it can stand for 80,000 years in a misty place.
"Crack!!!"
A cracking sound suddenly came out in silence. A pair of eyes suddenly widened, looking at the crack in the emperor's downstairs in amazement.
I saw the crack that had stopped, but suddenly broke open again, and rushed towards the imperial building frantically.
Huh! ! !
The imperial building is blessed with divine power, erupting a horrible air, and a ring of strange power radiates out, blocking the breaking force acting on the building.
"There is a martial arts master who has practiced here." The young monk who carried Yin Zhicheng in his hand, uttered coldly.
It is the martial arts power. I have practiced in the Imperial Building and imprinted the peerless Qi, making the Imperial Building comparable to a magic weapon. If not, with my own footsteps, the 18th-story Emperor Building is a huge giant. The mountain will collapse in an instant.
Although the imperial building was okay after all, the cracks spread from the imperial building downstairs, making the imperial building almost hanging on the edge of a cliff.
Xuan Zihui and the others upstairs were shaking endlessly, even using the power of the stars, otherwise they couldn't stand upright.
On the eighteenth floor of the Emperor's Building, there was a slight power permeating, but no one noticed it. Only the young man with Yin Zhicheng in his hand glanced at the eighteenth floor.
"Who is coming, let Yin Zhicheng go quickly, otherwise you didn't discuss it!" Xuan Zihui yelled. Even though this young man is very strong, the background of the Gentlemen's Association is stronger. In Shengzhou, they are fearless, even in the ruins. There is nothing to worry about when the world is strong.
"Jiang Feng!" The white-clothed youth stared at Xuan Zihui, a cold color appeared in his eyes, and he spat indifferently. ()