As the wind became stronger and stronger, it attracted Ying Zheng's attention. He used his Heavenly Eyes to observe the movement ahead. He saw a huge tornado raging on the sea, causing huge waves.
Just frowning, Ying Zheng was a little eager to try. Use his own strength to contend with the laws of nature. Such a crazy idea came to his mind. Seeing the center of the vast tornado in front, with his current six-level divine body,
At the peak level, there should be no risk.
The wind speed of this tornado, according to Ying Zheng, the wind speed of this super tornado must have reached 300 meters per second. However, as long as it cannot completely tear his body apart, there is no danger to his life.
After making a judgment, Ying Zheng's spiritual energy circulated, and for the sake of safety, he formed a spiritual defense barrier around the divine body. Then he moved in the direction of the storm.
As he got closer and closer to the storm, the wind became stronger and stronger, as if a giant beast had grown its mouth and wanted to swallow him. Ying Zheng worked hard to stabilize his body and try his best to resist the force of nature.
Powerful, don’t let gravity pull you into the center of the storm.
Ying Zheng felt that the attraction was getting more and more terrifying, and gradually strengthened his spiritual energy barrier. He also wanted to see if manpower reaching its extreme could compete with the power of nature. A huge wave came and hit Ying Zheng.
The aura barrier was bounced away, as if he was covered with an invisible glass cover.
The storm had appeared in front of Ying Zheng's eyes, and the suction force had reached its limit. Ying Zheng felt that his spiritual energy was being drawn into the center of the storm as the gravity of the storm increased.
In just a blink of an eye, Ying Zheng was already at the center of the storm. He, who had always been as solid as a rock, could no longer resist the power of nature and was rolled up, spinning with the storm.
As the storm rotated faster and faster, Ying Zheng felt that the world was spinning. Although the storm could not tear his body apart, his consciousness gradually lost his senses despite the rotation of the storm and the pressure of space squeezing.
After a long time, the sea returned to calm. The storm came and went quickly, but Ying Zheng seemed to have evaporated and completely disappeared without a trace. As the storm dissipated, he seemed to follow him.
The storm seemed to have dissipated together.
Ying Zheng, who gradually regained consciousness, still felt nauseous. He opened his eyes, but found that his eyes seemed to be blind. Everything he saw was pitch black, and not even a trace of light could be found.
"Where is this?" Ying Zheng questioned in his heart. He seemed to be asking himself, but also seemed to be asking others.
He put his hands in front of his eyes, but found that he couldn't see anything. Ying Zheng was stunned for a while. He had always heard about the saying that he couldn't see his fingers, but now for the first time in his life, he realized the bad situation of being unable to see his fingers.
He activated the Heavenly Eye Technique, and his eyes revealed a faint golden light, but the golden light was instantly swallowed up by the darkness. Ying Zheng found that he was invincible, and the Heavenly Eye Technique, which was said to be able to break through the false appearances of all things in the world, failed for the first time.
"What the hell is this place?" Ying Zheng muttered to himself.
"What the hell is this place?"
"What the hell is this place?"
"What the hell is this place?"
As soon as Ying Zheng finished speaking, his slight words echoed around him, pointing directly to his heart, like a big bell from Hong Lu, shaking Ying Zheng's soul.
Ying Zheng felt as if countless steel needles were piercing his mind, causing him to hold his head in pain. After a long time, Ying Zheng palely wiped away the bloodshot blood from his seven orifices, and did not dare to utter a word again.
Sound.
He looked around, but found that he couldn't see anything. He stood up carefully. He didn't dare to take a step in this strange and unknown environment, and he struggled fiercely in his heart.
"I am clearly in the center of the storm, how could I appear in this ghost place?" Ying Zheng did not dare to speak out, thinking secretly in his heart, but since entering the storm, he lost consciousness, which was something he did not expect.
Accident.
"Darkness seems to dominate everything here. Any trace of light will be swallowed up and dissipated by darkness. Light and darkness are not compatible? Are they completely in an absolute dark space?" Ying Zheng gradually calmed down and began to make analysis and judgment.
As if to verify his thoughts, he condensed a spiritual energy ball in his right hand, hoping to light up a ray of light. However, as soon as his spiritual energy ball condensed, the light emitted was instantly dispersed and swallowed by darkness.
After verifying the thoughts in his heart, Ying Zheng could not help but feel the fear in his heart. People are always in awe of the unknown darkness, and Ying Zheng is also a human being. Even if he has the strength of the sixth level of the divine body, he cannot avoid it.
He was only at the sixth level of his divine body, and was still in the stage of understanding and comprehending his state of mind. Ying Zheng, who was at a loss, suddenly felt that the spiritual energy in his body was dissipating rapidly. It was like a huge ferocious beast was hidden in the absolute darkness around him.
It is devouring the spiritual energy in his body.
"Damn it." Ying Zheng cursed secretly. After noticing this abnormality, he immediately sat down cross-legged and tried to control his spiritual energy, hoping that it would not leak out again.
Otherwise, once his spiritual energy is exhausted, and if he encounters any unexpected situation, he will have no choice but to wait for death, without the slightest ability to resist. For this strange and unknown place, Ying Zheng has always maintained awe and vigilance, and does not dare to do anything.
Not careless at all.
But no matter how hard he tried, it seemed to be all in vain. Ying Zheng was really flustered. He tried again and again to no avail, and the spiritual energy in his body continued to flow out in its own way.
In this ghostly place, Ying Zheng could not feel the existence of a trace of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Even with the help of the heavenly spirit, he could quickly restore the spiritual energy, but he could not find the spiritual energy to absorb it.
After struggling for a long time with little success, Ying Zheng simply gave up resistance. When the enemy was unable to resist, he could only enjoy it with his eyes closed. Ying Zheng did not want to do any more futile efforts.
However, he has no intention of giving up. He has no way to control the flow of spiritual energy. He can only hope for a miracle to come again. He hopes that the energy body of the Five Elements Saint Beast and the Spirit of Heaven in his Dantian will once again exert their power and help him overcome this difficulty.
.
But as the spiritual energy in his body was consumed, the Dantian was completely dim and withered. Ying Zheng discovered that the miracle had not happened. The energy body of the Five Elements Saint Beast was still hovering on the withered Dantian without any movement. As for the spirit of the sky,
He couldn't feel it at all. Ever since the spirit of the sky merged into his eyes, he had completely lost his perception of the spirit of the sky.
Even though there is no spiritual energy, there does not seem to be any danger around him. Ying Zheng is a little lucky in his heart. Fortunately, no abnormal unknown creature appears, otherwise he would really want to cry without tears. But at this moment, he was still rejoicing just now, but only for a moment
, a huge fear surged in my heart.
He clearly felt that after his spiritual energy was swallowed up by the absolute darkness, his vitality was also rapidly passing away. Ying Zheng could not explain the feeling clearly, as if he knew how many days he had to live and was counting the days little by little.
, to welcome the arrival of death.
The feeling of hesitation, helplessness and unwillingness is indescribable despair. With the passage of vitality, wrinkles gradually appeared on Ying Zheng's handsome face, and silver threads appeared on his black hair, which soon turned into a full head of hair.
White hair.
With the passage of vitality, Ying Zheng is getting older and older. Now even if Ying Zheng wants to move his fingers, he feels extremely miserable. The dream of imperial hegemony and the strong man surrounds Ying Zheng one by one at this moment, waving in his mind.
It won't go away.
But all these have become the moon in the mirror, the flying flowers in dreams, all in vain. In the absolute darkness of silence, unable to speak, he desperately welcomes the arrival of death. This feeling almost tore Ying Zheng's heart to pieces, making him
From the high heaven, I suddenly fell into the nine hells.
"Do you regret it?" A disembodied voice sounded just when the fire of Ying Zheng's life was about to burn out, echoing in the silent and dark space...