Chapter four hundred and fiftieth seventh one person world
The wilderness area stretches from north to south for more than 3 million miles, and the distance from east to west is even further, nearly 5 million miles. If one has magical powers, looking down from the sky, the overall shape is irregular rectangular.
The area is mostly deserted and flat, with few ups and downs, lack of vitality, very little vegetation, and the earth is gray-brown and dry.
Today, somewhere in the territory, in the sky, rare dark clouds rolled in and gathered together to form rain, which fell in torrents for a long time.
This rain is not formed naturally, but on the earth, there are cultivators who are practicing magic and fighting with others, forming a real rain. Each drop is as heavy as a giant hammer, hitting the opponent, making a deep sound, interpreting the sound of water.
The magical power, the tyrannical power of killing and fierce fighting.
Just by looking at the pouring rain and controlling it according to your heart, you can see that the practitioner is extraordinary and understands the true meaning of the water method, and the magic power is thick and endless.
But at this time, the person who controlled the water method was at a disadvantage in the fight and was suppressed.
The person who gathers clouds and rains, darkening the sky and the earth, is a woman wearing crystal blue armor. She stands on a surging wave that appears out of thin air. Her curves are light and graceful. Her figure rises and falls with the water waves, creating a strange rhythm and her posture drifts.
It’s ethereal and its trajectory is unpredictable.
This is a Taoist body technique that floats with the water, which can effectively avoid the opponent's attacks.
The girl was extremely beautiful, her eyes were as clear and deep as the sea, her complexion was as smooth as ivory, her waist was slender, her chest was straight, and her long legs were straight.
When the magic power is running, a wave pattern will appear in the center of her forehead. The waves are lapping lightly, and the sound of the water is tidal. It is very mysterious. This person has fifth-level peak magic power fluctuations.
"Are you trying to arrest me, the cultivator of the Wasteland Domain, without permission, to provoke a bloody battle between states?" The woman swayed with the water waves and escaped the opponent's spell attack. Her beautiful eyes were filled with anger, and she questioned her opponent.
Three practitioners.
"It's only your fault in the Wasteland Territory that you have a bold and reckless person. He stole the foundation treasure of our religion. This time, even if it starts a war between states and territories, he will not hesitate to do so!"
Among the three opponents, an old man wearing a two-color robe spoke. His voice was cold and decisive, and his eyes were sharp. He was the one among the three who had not yet made a move. He was watching with cold eyes. His magic power reached the sixth level. He was a world-shaking master.
"You are so beautiful. Wouldn't it be wonderful if you practice the art of combining yin and yang with us? When you are in a state of ecstasy, you can also increase your magic power! Hey~~~."
The remaining two are middle-aged men, who have formed a magic barrier, like an umbrella, to withstand the rain of magic and the fluctuation of their aura. There is also a sixth-level first-class man, who is looking at the woman in blue, laughing and teasing, and the words he speaks are not for gain.
He uses his words to disturb the woman's mind and takes the opportunity to take advantage of her.
The woman looked slightly annoyed, knowing that this was the opponent's plan, and responded calmly. The rain in the sky became heavier and heavier, and the water waves under her feet were ever-changing, sometimes imagining various aquatic beasts. Sometimes the river roared, and she was alone against two sixth-level first-class products.
A master with extraordinary ability to manipulate magic.
Of these four people, three of the men are members of the Yin Yang cult, and the woman is a cultivator of the wilderness realm, Lan Rumeng, who can manifest the body of a mermaid.
After the Yin Yang Sect was invaded by Zhu Jiu and stole the Yin Yang Spirit Pool, the whole sect was shocked.
Zhu Jiu's whereabouts were erratic, and there were absolutely no rules to follow. The Yin Yang Sect could not find him everywhere, and it was almost crazy. It united with several other large sects, all of which had disputes with Zhu Jiu in the sea area where Kunpeng's nest is located.
The forces came to the wilderness area to hunt them down.
All cultivators who met Zhu Jiu were their key targets and were imprisoned. They only waited for Zhu Jiu to show up, using this as a threat, hoping that Zhu Jiu could return the spiritual pool.
The people of the Yin Yang Sect actually know that the cultivators of the Wasteland Domain do not have a close relationship with Zhu Jiu, so using this as a threat may not be effective. However, there is no other good strategy. This is a no-brainer, so let’s give it a try.
At this time, the old man, who had been watching on the sidelines and was quite disdainful of catching a fifth-level peak woman, saw that the two people in the teaching could not win for a long time. He snorted lightly, no longer waiting, and shot out a ball of black and white mana, forming a
A legal net.
The web of mana burned with red and blue flames, and the heavy rain in the sky was incinerated by the fire, making a soft hissing sound, and the water vapor evaporated.
After all, the old man was at a much higher level than Lan Rumeng. Once he made a move, he would immediately be different and suppress him violently.
Lan Rumeng didn't have as much magic power as the old man, so he didn't dare to make a hard collision, and instead adopted avoidance and evasion strategies. However, within a moment, he was at an absolute disadvantage. If he tried to retreat, all his retreats were blocked by the old man's magic power.
In the sky, the rain fell, and it no longer had the previous power. After a few moves, Lan Rumeng's form was in danger, and he would be bound and imprisoned if he looked at it.
The two middle-aged men from the Yin Yang Sect were overjoyed and shouted: "I am very happy today. This woman has powerful magic power. If we can harvest her magic Yin essence, it will be a great supplement."
Lan Rumeng was ashamed, angry, and furious. The spell was slowed down, but the old man's magic power came over and completely suppressed her. She was detained and arrested in a matter of seconds.
Lan Rumeng lost her coping skills and was panicking when she suddenly heard a voice coming from high in the sky and asked softly:
"Hey, Lan Rumeng, you seem to be in some trouble, do you need help?"
This sound came too suddenly. Before it sounded, none of the four people in the field noticed it. After hearing the words, the four of them were all stunned. Lan Rumeng was a little stunned and looked happy. He suddenly raised his head and smiled brightly.
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The three members of the Yin Yang Sect were furious at the same time. Who was so dismissive? Are the three of them a little trouble?
The four of them raised their heads at the same time and looked upward.
A young man stands suspended in the sky in the sky. His face is slightly white, and his eyes are like stars in the sky, shining brightly. There is a hint of gloominess in his expression, showing the character of Shen Xiong. His long black hair is scattered, and he is hunting in the wind.
The black robe is like water, shaking occasionally, just like the gentle ripples on the lake surface.
"Who are you, junior? You are talking nonsense and you don't know whether to live or die." The two middle-aged people looked up and saw a young man whose magic power fluctuated at the sixth level of the first level, which was the same level as the two of them. They immediately sneered and asked questions with scornful eyes.
The old man originally had the intention of asking, but suddenly he remembered that the young man who had recently become famous in the cave world was said to be a young man with great fighting prowess who seemed to be in the sixth level of first-level magic.
This thought made the old man feel a little cold in his heart. His thoughts turned around, and he kept holding on to Lan Rumeng with his hands, and asked cautiously: "Who are you?"
The young man stood quietly in mid-air, with the rainwater flowing around him without touching a drop. He ignored the old man's inquiry and calmly asked: "Lan Rumeng, you haven't said anything yet. Do you want to help?"
Lan Rumeng was in a panic situation at this time. She was being captured. In the blink of an eye, she didn't speak. She was so forced that she didn't even dare to talk distractedly.
Seeing that the young man asked again in such a situation, the three sixth-level masters of the Yin-Yang Sect seemed like half a joke to him. There was no sense of urgency at all, Lan Rumeng no longer cared about defense, and said angrily:
"If you don't hurry up, this girl was attacked. It's all because of you. When this matter is over, I will settle the score with you."
"Okay!" A slight smile appeared on the young man's face. Once he took action, his calmness suddenly changed, and the aura around his body surged, creating chaos out of thin air. The mist was kind, and his figure was hazy, consistent with the Tao.
He was still standing in the same place, but he seemed to be on the other side of the sea of dao, drifting with the wind, unable to grasp the reality or distance, and the way he took action was also very special. He shouted and flipped his palms.
It can be clearly felt that in the sky, the rain controlled by Lan Rumeng suddenly rises. If it was a torrential rain before, now it is like a stream flowing and watering. When Lan Rumeng rains, the raindrops drop by drop.
They all carry an astonishing weight, like being struck by a giant hammer. At this moment, the drops are as heavy as a mountain, and they are unparalleledly heavy.
‘Crack, crackle, crackle~~~’ The rain came thickly and became more and more intense.
‘Dong dong~~~’
Later, the rain sound became thick and thick, like the beating of a giant drum, the sound was booming, the rain fell, and the earth shook lightly. It was so shocking that people couldn't believe that they could achieve such power by manipulating the water method.
Starting from the youth, Lan Rumeng's rain force was boosted, and its power skyrocketed. At this point, there was only a moment for the two middle-aged men to taste the meaning of Lan Rumeng's words. Suddenly, their expressions changed drastically, and they shouted in shock: "You
It’s Zhu Jiu!”
The old man from the Yin Yang Sect looked at the heavy rain in the sky, his face changed, and he shouted: "Control the world and take over other people's magic! You...you..."
The old man's heart was filled with rage. If Zhu Jiu Mana reached the sky and showed overwhelming fighting power, he would not be so shocked.
However, taking over other people's spells for his own use shows that Zhu Jiu's Taoist power has reached the point where he can perfectly match the world and the world without distinguishing between them. In other words, the world where Zhu Jiu resides is his own world.
!
When he plays tricks in it, it is difficult for others to even control his own magic power. This is a kind of legend. The naked deprivation of magic power is the state of great power. Unless the magic power completely overwhelms Zhu Jiu, otherwise he will fight against him.
Since we are against the enemy of one side of heaven and earth.
When the old man was shocked and shocked, the rain had already increased to a raging force, weighing as heavy as a heavy mountain.
'Boom!'
The rain was pressing down, and the void was rumbling, as if even the space barrier could no longer withstand it and would be crushed by the gravity of the raindrops.
"Pa...ah...ah..."
The mana barrier of the two middle-aged men was finally smashed, screams suddenly broke out, and the rain fell directly on them, like a small mountain, unable to bear it.
Every drop of rain caused the skin and flesh of the two people to be torn open, blood spattered, and bones were visible. The rain and blood mixed together, creating a tragic scene.
Within a moment, the two middle-aged men seemed to have endured the punishment of Ling Chi. They fell to the ground dead with no intact flesh and bones, and their bones were covered with bones.
The old man was horrified. His magic wall was shaking violently. Seeing it cracking, he immediately wanted to retreat and was about to jump away. However, the rainwater suddenly connected in series, and the drops were like pearls, interweaving in the void, and actually evolved into a mysterious trajectory like stars.
, banned all directions, and the old man was tightly trapped.
"Did the old man be killed or captured? Hey, Lan Rumeng, what do you want to ask me?" Zhu Jiu asked softly in a leisurely voice.
Lan Rumeng stood there blankly, and a voice came over and over in her head:
"When he left the Wasteland Territory, his magic power was at the peak of the fifth level. Now he not only broke into the sixth level, but he was also incredibly powerful! During this period, rumors about him spread, saying that his combat power was as strong as that of a powerful man, and that he dominated the Yin-Yang Sect, and no one could
If you can stop it, it’s all true!”
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