Jian Mang clearly struck Du Qingchen, but his speed did not change. The sword did not really fall on him. He had already used the power of space and traveled through space in an instant. In other words, he was in his own body.
A space magic circle was set up in front of him, and the sword was led to another space. Naturally, nothing happened to him.
In just an instant, he was in front of the Holy Knight, bent down, on horseback, with his legs at his waist, and punched out.
This punch contained the power of a dragon. With just one punch, the last holy knight was reduced to rubbish.
After blowing his fist, Du Qingchen looked sideways at the saint and said, "How is it?"
The saint's face looked a little ugly, and he asked with some confusion: "How did you do it just now?"
"I won't tell you."
Du Qingchen chuckled and said: "This is my trump card, do you think I can tell you? I'm not as stupid as you!"
The saint suddenly laughed: "Even if you don't tell me, I know that you have traveled through space, right? That is the power of space."
"You're not stupid!"
Du Qingchen nodded: "So, you can't hurt me at all now."
"Really? Do you think you really have a chance to kill me?"
Ha ha ha ha……
The saint laughed loudly: "You are wrong, you are very wrong."
Du Qingchen was stunned.
He suddenly discovered that there seemed to be a pair of eyes watching him in the dark.
This discovery made his hair stand on end, because he suddenly realized that the saint in front of him was not the only one here, but there was actually someone else.
His face became a little ugly, but he didn't speak.
The saint smiled and said: "It seems that you have felt it now. Come on, maybe I can't kill you, but there is nothing you can do about me. Your fate will not be any different from mine. You may never go out again in this life."
No more."
Du Qingchen frowned, without saying a word, he made a strange posture and punched the saint.
This punch can be regarded as one of his strongest methods.
After punching out, the light from the punch suddenly dissipated into nothingness when it was still dozens of feet away from the saint.
Um?
Du Qingchen's face became even more ugly.
"Come on, come and kill me."
The saint was a little proud, but the smile on his face had a hint of bitterness.
Du Qingchen punched again, hitting the opponent more than ten times in a row, but still couldn't do anything to the opponent. All the attacks dissipated without getting closer.
He was a little annoyed and rushed forward directly.
However, before he could get close, he was bounced away by an invisible force, and this rebound force actually made his injuries a lot worse.
Landing on another mountain peak, the two of them were hundreds of feet apart, but they could both clearly see each other's expressions.
Du Qingchen's eyes rolled around.
The saint smiled bitterly and shook his head, then turned around and entered the cave.
Du Qingchen sat down cross-legged and began to heal his injuries.
Three days later, Du Qingchen opened his eyes.
His injuries have recovered, but now he is a little confused and his heart is extremely heavy.
He was originally full of expectations for the Tomb of the Holy Spirit, but now, he only hopes that he has never entered at all.
If he was asked to choose again, he might not come in.
Everything is confusing, as if there is a layer of fog covering up everything real here.
Du Qingchen only knows two facts now.
First, there is another strange person here, and this person is more powerful than him and the saint.
Second, the saint seems to be trapped there, so he cannot get out.
Then if you come in by yourself, wouldn't you be throwing yourself into a trap?
He couldn't kill the saint, and even if he could, he wouldn't be able to get out.
He has tried it before. Although his space power has increased a lot, there seems to be a space barrier here, and it is very thick and solid. His space power cannot break through it at all.
What will you do next?
Just stay here for the rest of your life?
sweat……
He was sweating profusely.
The next day, Du Qingchen didn't go anywhere. He just sat here. He thought a lot, but in the end he couldn't find a way to get out.
He really didn't think about killing the saint now, nor did he think about finding any treasure. He just wanted to get out, because it didn't matter whether the saint died or not. He couldn't get out at all.
The key is, you can't get out.
After a day, he finally calmed himself down.
In the next three days, Du Qingchen walked around this world. He visited almost every inch of land here, but in the end he still couldn't get out. This place is not big, but there is really a thick barrier at the border.
, it cannot be broken at all.
He tried many times, but in the end he could only despair and give up.
He didn't find a single monster, nor a single life. It seemed as if this place had been abandoned.
At this moment, Du Qingchen was lying on his back on the top of the mountain, staring at the sky in a daze.
In the sky, there are a few white clouds moving slowly.
Du Qingchen looked at the white clouds, and looked, and looked, and suddenly, an idea struck him, and he turned over and sat up.
He discovered that the few white clouds in the sky seemed to be moving regularly, and seemed to be vaguely guided, forming an arrow. And every once in a while, a ray of light would shine from the tip of the arrow.
To somewhere.
Suddenly, Du Qingchen's heart became hot.
It's not that he thinks there must be some treasure where the arrow points, he feels that this may allow him to discover more secrets here. For his current desperate state of mind, this is definitely a stimulant.
.
So, he waited silently, staring at the white clouds.
Finally, the white cloud floated and floated, and finally turned into an arrow, a ray of light, shooting towards the mountain in the distance.
Du Qingchen locked the direction and position and flew over at full speed.
Soon, he came to a mountain peak. There was nothing on the top of the mountain.
It's no different from anywhere else.
Du Qingchen was a little distrustful and searched carefully.
Unfortunately, he was disappointed in the end.
Really nothing, nothing special found.
For a moment, he was a little confused.
He was not discouraged, always feeling that this was some kind of hint and guidance, so he continued to observe the white clouds in the sky.
Finally, I saw the arrow made of white clouds again, and a light flashed out again, but this time, the light did not fall where Du Qingchen was standing. Instead, it fell towards another mountain peak in the distance.
Du Qingchen was dumbfounded. No matter what, he flew towards another mountain peak again.
After searching for a long time on the peak, I still found nothing.
He even used his spiritual mind to "see" the ground. He could see a depth of more than ten feet, but there was nothing strange about it.
Another disappointment.
In the next few days, Du Qingchen kept chasing that light.
However, every time for nine consecutive days, the light fell on a different place.
A few days later, these lights began to repeat their original trajectories.