Time...

This is Qi Ping's "natal magic power", but in the past, it existed under the name of "restore".

Even so, due to the deliberate confidentiality of many parties and the fact that his rise is still short, most practitioners do not know what Qi Ping's "natal supernatural power" is.

Kaji didn't know either.

But he was wary, just as he would rather wait outside for two months for safety, which was very different from his appearance, and he was not reckless.

Even when I gained the upper hand, I still haven't relaxed.

Therefore, after spitting out these two words, he did not attack again, but instead pulled every muscle fiber and every nerve in his body to guard against possible dangers.

There is no collapse of the sky and the earth.

There is no mysterious magic.

A breeze rolled up on the cold and lonely snow field.

A thin layer of snow blows up the dark and cracked rocks.

The light began to change, first it became brighter and brighter, then suddenly became darker and continued, Kaji stood in place in confusion.

I vaguely felt that a vast aura of time spread out and enveloped him.

He is no stranger to this.

After practicing hard in Xueyuan for 30 years, he has also set foot in the Snow Temple many times to comprehend ancient murals, but... it is clearly not the Snow Temple, and he has not comprehended it himself, so why do he still feel it?

Kaji was puzzled, and grinned, trying to punch, and then wondered that his movements had become extremely slow.

It seems like he is trapped in a mud.

"Is this his supernatural power?" Kaji thought for a flash, and then he heard a burst of exclamations.

The sound came from afar, and the audience was watching.

At this moment, from their perspective, Kaji's fist, as tall as a mountain, was caught by the tiny flush.

The two seemed to be striking.

"No!" Wei Wuji lost his voice, "Why is Kaji... getting older?!"

Yes, get older.

In front of everyone, Kaji, who was originally a middle-aged barbarian, actually ages with the naked eye.

His strong, purple skin is dull, loose, atrophy and wrinkled.

His face, which burned the flames, was covered with wrinkles.

The black and flowing black hair suddenly dried up and turned pale, then fell off, the eyes were turbid and rotten.

His aura was still grand, like the strong sun, and his body that could support his combat power was as if he had aged a hundred years in his breath.

From the peak to the end of the year.

"You...you..."

Kaji's pupils suddenly shrank, and he clearly saw that his muscles were atrophy and his height was getting shorter inch by inch.

He roared angrily, and his body was filled with vitality, trying to fight against the power of time.

But if he fails, no matter how much vitality he fills, he will be destroyed in the blink of an eye.

He is really getting older.

"Time...time...how is it possible?!" Kaji was furious, "No one can control this power!"

Qi Ping smiled: "It's time for you to look at the world again."

As the first officer said, after advancing to the fourth realm, Qi Ping's mastery of his natal magical powers became more "as he pleased"...

One of the changes is that he can no longer be able to "counter the current", but also "converge".

He could turn Kaji into a young child, or he could temporarily deprive him of life and make him old.

Of course, considering that the two parties have similar realms, flush cannot completely change the other party's time.

That's too difficult.

Therefore, after confirming the opponent's strength and relying mainly on his body, he became scheming. He did not touch Kaji's cultivation, but only targeted his body.

This kind of fine operation is also a change brought about by the four realms.

At this moment, Kaji's cultivation has not fallen, but what if his body is decayed and old? What would happen to him who has lost this biggest weapon?

"Click!"

When you twist your wrist, your true energy pours out.

In full view of everyone, Kaji's shrinking arm, like a dead tree that had lost its moisture, first collapsed a gap, and then, spider-web-like cracks spread throughout the arms.

Then, under the horrified eyes, the whole arm exploded.

Kaji roared repeatedly, and granulation grew wildly on his broken arm, trying to reshape his body, but his old body was no longer able to support him.

As we all know, when a person grows old, his bones will become brittle and his metabolism will slow down.

At this moment, it was fully reflected in Kaji.

"No!"

Kaji roared, and bright red flames wandered on his shriveled body, briefly resisting the erosion of the power of time. The remaining arm swung out the afterimage and smashed it down towards Qiping.

Qi Ping smiled and pulled out the battle spear and threw it out at will.

The dark golden spear flew towards the sky and collided with the fist like a tit-for-tat.

Bang bang bang...

Everyone in the distance saw Kaji leaning over and waving his fist. The remaining arm first exploded into pieces, and then the arms exploded one after another.

The second one is also broken.

Not only that, the divine talisman pen cheered and cheered, and the remaining momentum remained unabated, turning into dark gold thin lines, colliding around the tall Kaji.

"Ding Ding Ding..."

Every time Mars exploded, the flesh and blood exploded. With only breathing, Kaji had exposed his bones.

This four-level war witch who became famous in her early years finally showed a look of horror.

His yellow eyes exploded, and the golden light overflowed from his eyes and quickly soaked the whole body.

The Kaji skeleton and flesh were like gold painted. Two arms with only white bones grew on the broken arm, ridding from the influence of the passage of time and blasting towards the level.

Qi Pingchang laughed and ran wildly. The earth cracked. He raised his hand to pick up the spear, shook it out hard, and collided with Kaji.

The two sides picked up the afterimage and chose the most direct "hand-to-hand combat"...

Woo woo.

The cold wind raged, forming a storm around the two people, obstructing their sight. Under the fierce wind, everyone could only hear the roar of artillery.

The true energy burst out, and the aftermath of the scattering wave made many monks' bodies splashing sparks.

Everyone was shocked.

After retreating again and again, Old Lei was also among them, squeezing him and retreating backwards. He looked ahead in a daze and was lost.

Wei Wuji and Hongdou were in a trance, like fishermen facing the tsunami, feeling the terrifying power of the sky and clearly realizing it.

If you are in it, you may not be able to last for a few breaths and you will die.

"Is he... so strong?"

This thought arose, and Wei Wuji suddenly lost the idea of ​​chasing.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe half an hour, or just a quarter of an hour, with a cracking sound like a sky collapse, the storm was pressed.

A broken skeleton ran wildly. Inside the skeleton, Kaji's soul was unstable, like a candle in the wind.

After losing his body, he could no longer resist the attack of the divine talisman pen.

Kaji changed his mind and tried to use his soul to hit him, but this became the biggest mistake he made.

"If you think about escaping at first, I'm really not sure to keep you, but you are a bit reborn and want to compare your soul with me."

Qi Ping walked out of the storm, and he rubbed his eyebrows as if he was helpless.

Kaji did not answer, and in the blink of an eye, he had already run out for several miles and almost disappeared at the end of the wind and snow.

Qi Ping shook his head and put away the magic talisman pen. Behind him, a heavy, matte and exaggerated "mutt" appeared.

Low-level magic weapon: Eagle strike.

On it, the complex patterns lit up one after another, and then a low roar sounded among the mountains.

One shot.

Two shots.

Five guns.
To be continued...