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Chapter 160 Explosion is an Art

 Chapter 160 Explosion is an art

In Abi Hell, Qiu Ping's four senses were blocked, which made his mind extremely focused.

In that cool and pure spiritual power, he suddenly felt a trace of inexplicable emotions, joy, sadness, panic, worry... alternately rotating in his heart.

In the blink of an eye, that spirituality receded like a tide. He seemed to have experienced countless lives, but when he woke up from a dream, nothing was left.

There is a slight sense of loss.

"What do I feel?" Cui Fan asked when he saw Qiu Ping open his eyes.

"I can't tell, it's hard to tell, I forgot all about it."

Qiu Ping thought for a while, and he had only held back a few words before.

"If you can't say it, don't force it. Remember how you felt at that moment, then you won't be the truest me." Judge Cui was not surprised by that wrong answer.

Any practitioner at that stage will feel confused in his heart.

Many times, under the cover of true and false reality, people have long forgotten what they should look like.

The [Holy Child] of the Demon Beast Path and the [Holy Infant] of the Demon Immortal Path are both a process of re-recognizing oneself.

"Hahaha, that kind of practice is his favorite!"

Qiu Ping was dancing around. Although his voice could not be heard, anyone could see his happiness.

"Take advantage of him!"

After resting for a while, Qiu Ping revealed his constellations again, and released an exaggerated [Water Pattern Technique]. The sharp space power cut through the swamp, cutting off several adult ghost spiders and spider webs, and then cut off the bottom of the swamp.

A spider egg in the East is cut open.

Pure spiritual power once again fed back to Qiu Ping's body.

Qiu Ping was a little addicted to that kind of feeling. The feeling of satisfaction that sublimated the soul was very similar to the feeling caused by eating, and he even wanted to be stronger.

His emotions changed with the subtle joy, anger, sadness, joy, sadness, fear and shock in his spiritual life.

Those spiritualities are not the emotional accumulation after death, but contain countless fragmented memory fragments from life.

After being conceived into a spider egg, those memories are wiped away, leaving only pure emotions.

In the inheritance of many sects, there are methods of practicing in the world to understand the changes in the human world and the happiness of living beings.

Ru Ming Na [Evil Obstacle Swamp] directly extracts various emotions, allowing people to get spiritual feedback without having to enter the mortal world to realize it. With such heaven-defying treasures, it is no wonder that even major human sects like Taisui Mountain are interested in it.

Qiu Ping used [Water Pattern Technique] endlessly, but he always felt like he was hitting mosquitoes with a cannon.

Because each magical power required the gathering of the power of hundreds of gods, he had to recover for more than half an hour after using it once, which made him a little unhappy.

His real target was those fragile spider eggs at the bottom of the mud. Those ghost spiders that had already been born were of no use to him.

Is there a way to directly cross the mud and attack the spider eggs?

Qiu Ping thought of the power of the little shrew. It seemed that the whole family could travel through space independently. If the little shrew was not there, it would be impossible to reach the bottom of the swamp directly.

Of course, after the golden thread behind Qiu Ping is fully charged, it can also travel through space and even cross boundaries.

But the power is out of control, and the distance traveled each time is very far, so it is hopeless to cope with the situation in the east.

Qiu Ping sighed in his heart. His [fish bladder] can absorb and spit out space. As the space around him increases or decreases, his body will continue to change positions in the void.

But in fact, he still couldn't jump through the space, but could move quickly along a line outside the space. Because the line was shortened, it looked like he was teleporting.

Just like what happened to Yan Dong, if he used [Big Grease Technique] towards the swamp, what was waiting for him would be plunging into the mud and falling into the cobwebs along the way.

Qiu Ping made up his mind. After he got out of there, he would definitely have a good talk with the little shrew to see if he could steal the trick of jumping in space... and learn how to do it.



"Although [Water Pattern Technique] can shake the space and create gaps in the space, its explosiveness and penetrating power are not enough."

"If [Water Pattern Technique] is released in a sealed space, the ripples will be reflected back and forth on the wall, and the reflected ripples will collide with each other and overlap..."

A model gradually appeared in Qiu Ping's brain. As his thoughts turned, the surrounding space became viscous and solid in his consciousness, like jade.

That's just the space he senses. For people who can't sense the existence of space, everything in the space is normal.

"The higher the degree of airtightness of the space, the greater the intensity of the ripples, and the greater the destructive effect will be..." Qiu Ping's little head kept spinning, and the little knowledge he learned in his previous life turned into an endless stream of inspiration.

His talent in space is so high that it is a bit abnormal. When using the power of space, many inspirations from other fields will be quickly used by him.

"Buzz!"

Qiu Ping didn't hear any sound, but he felt that the whole space was shaking.

As the [Water Pattern Technique] ripples spread, the ripples reflected and collided back and forth. At the same time, Qiu Ping felt the huge pressure of the liquid rising outside the small space. His consciousness seemed to be hit hard, making him

My brain felt dizzy for a moment.

But as the ripples continue to impact, the depressing force continues to increase.

"not good!"

Qiu Ping felt as if he was playing a big game, as if a person had thrown gunpowder into a small and confined space, waiting for him to see whether... a violent explosion.

Without saying a word, he quickly lay down on the deck of the treasure ship, holding his head with his legs.

There was no sound in that world, but at that moment, everyone saw a sight that they would never forget.

Outside the dark swamp, suddenly there was a majestic force of liquid rising up, and then it exploded in an instant, and a mushroom cloud rose.

The entire space vibrated, and everyone felt as if a sharp giant wave had arisen out of thin air at this moment, pushing them away in all directions.

A large number of fine space cracks appeared everywhere like a storm. Each fine crack turned into a sharp knife, easily cutting through all materials in front of it.

Silt, spider webs, adult ghost spiders, and many spider eggs.

Facing that space storm, he was as weak as a piece of red paper being easily torn apart.

Because the Ghost Spider cannot fly, many forces increased the damage and lowered the height of the treasure ship to the extreme. There are even traces of fine space cracks that are difficult to heal when the treasure ship is in Liudong.

The mud all over the sky was blown high, and then fell like raindrops to the east.

It looked like a naughty boy picked up firecrackers and threw them into an abandoned cesspit.

Everyone nearby was confused by the sudden incident.

And the initiator of all that was holding his head and quietly showing his eyes from between his fingers.

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