Wang Jin stood in the pure white field that was quickly disappearing, breathing quietly, seizing every moment, trying to restore the energy and energy that he had consumed due to the battle just now.
From the moment he entered the Wanxin Palace to the present, he has already spent so much energy and energy without even seeing the face of the master of the Palace.
Although the corpses were defeated in one fell swoop after Wang Jin found his weak point, the pure white thread was also a product extending from the Realm of Destruction and could not be destroyed so easily.
Cutting off all the pure white threads in one fell swoop, the blow just now had almost used all of Wang Jin's power. After this blow, even Wang Jin's boundless sea was unable to withstand it, and his body
There was an unmistakable sense of deficit.
"I don't know how far the Master of Wanxin Palace has recovered..." Wang Jin is almost certain that the Master of Wanxin Palace must be in a very special state, unlike anything Wang Jin has ever seen before.
A zombie or a monster is completely different.
At least no zombie or monster that Wang Jin has ever seen before can have such weird abilities and be in a semi-sleeping state like the master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace. Every time he is disturbed, he will be shocked.
Little by little, I regained some of my strength from my deep sleep.
"And that kind of method..." Wang Jin carefully recalled the feeling that the pure white silk thread gave him. The pure white silk thread was obviously the product of the way of magic, but not entirely. It seemed to be just the way of magic.
As the foundation, more and more mysterious things are mixed into it.
Wang Jin even began to look forward to how terrifying it would be if he could get the memory of the master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace.
However, this is bound to not be an easy task.
As the thoughts in Wang Jin's mind turned, the pure white world in front of Wang Jin completely collapsed, and the world submerged in thick gray fog reappeared in front of him, as well as the silent black figure sitting on the throne.
The dark figure wearing a monk's robe was still sitting quietly on the throne, as silent as a stone statue, dragging his chin with one hand, as if there was no life left.
The gray mist was as thick as the sea, surrounding the figure and blocking his sight. Wang Jin could only perceive the huge figure sitting on the throne by relying on his own powerful perception.
However, when Wang Jin's figure completely emerged from the broken pure white world, the originally silent and thick gray mist suddenly started to roll in an instant.
Chi!
A dazzling light suddenly penetrated the heavy gray fog, like two knives, and suddenly fell on Wang Jin's body.
It was a gaze that was as real as a substance, without any lethality, and bright and scary. The moment it fell on Wang Jin, he clearly did not feel any pain, but Wang Jin felt a strong trembling feeling of anger coming from his heart. It was extremely
A sense of fear spread, and I felt as if I was being targeted by a powerful predator I had never seen before!
The last time he faced off against the master of the Wanxin Palace, the opponent seemed to be still in a deep sleep without taking any active actions. He would only react accordingly when he was about to be attacked by Wang Jin.
Unexpectedly, this time, Wang Jin just appeared in front of the master of Wanxin Palace, and before he even made a move, the other party had already reacted, or even reacted proactively!
The master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace is indeed recovering bit by bit and is gradually regaining its full strength!
When such turbulent thoughts flashed through his mind, Wang Jin suddenly felt a creepy feeling. Without hesitation, he took the Zhou Xu Wandering Heavenly Step and backed away quickly.
And almost at the moment Wang Jin retreated, the void rippled, and countless threads emerged out of thin air, swinging wildly, like the dense tentacles of some crazy alien beast, beating the void into pieces, and followed Wang Jin.
, quickly chasing towards Wang Jin.
The speed was extremely fast, even on top of Wang Jin who was using all his strength to launch the Zhouxu Wandering Heavenly Step. In the blink of an eye, he was already approaching Wang Jin's body.
Wang Jin's expression changed. Although the countless dense tentacles behind him had not really touched his body, he could already clearly feel the sharp and tingling sensation, as if the dense threads had really touched his body.
Body!
call!
The air suddenly became hot, and black flames soared from Wang Jin's body, turning into fire dragons, roaring and rushing towards the countless threads coming from behind.
The blazing flames of the Divine Fire Art seem to have a natural restraint effect on this thread. Wang Jin had already vaguely discovered this in the Realm of Destruction just now.
The blazing flames steamed, and the countless threads were instantly engulfed in the black flames. When the crackling sound was heard, the flames exploded, and the threads and the black flames disappeared into the air at the same time.
Wang Jin had just relaxed a little, and his expression changed again. The warning signs in his heart reappeared. As he sensed it, the figure in Taoist robes who was originally leaning on the throne had his lowered head slightly raised at this moment, half closed and half closed.
A light that looks like substance burst out from his eyes, like a god-man who is gradually breaking through petrification and returning to the real world!
When he raised his hand slightly, he grabbed it stiffly and slowly in front of him, as if grabbing the air in front of him. However, the void in front of Wang Jin squirmed, the void rolled back, and a big hand formed, grabbing Wang Jin's head.
Came over.
That big hand seemed to envelop the world and the avenue of heaven and earth. When it was grabbing Wang Jin, Wang Jin even felt that the void around him was solidifying. He seemed to have turned into a bird solidified in amber at this moment.
The little bug inside can't move at all!
This arrest did not catch Wang Jin, but the Tao around Wang Jin. It briefly changed the Tao and principles of this world, causing Wang Jin to lose the ability to act.
Wang Jin stood stiffly on the spot, and could only watch helplessly as the big hand in front of him, which encompassed the world and encompassed everything, pressed down on his head under the hood.
It wasn't until that big hand touched Wang Jin's body that Wang Jin regained his ability to move at that moment. However, what followed was an extremely intense pain. It was not physical pain, but
The pain that comes from deep in the soul.
There seemed to be some extremely strange power in that big hand, sucking in Wang Jin's soul and true energy, trying to extract all of Wang Jin's inner being, leaving only an empty skin!
"Open it for me!"
The strong pain from his soul made Wang Jin roar. He roared, and his facial features were distorted. He used his strong willpower to overcome the extremely intense pain. As he raised his hand, every pore of his body was...
In the middle, a large amount of true energy rushed out, turning into chains of true energy, and suddenly hit the big hand.
The sound of clattering chains was like a steady stream of energy chains emerging from Wang Jin's body, just like the Yangtze River pushing a giant ship. Although it was slow, it still pushed the big hand away firmly, and the stalemate lasted for a long time. After that, the big hand was finally wrapped by countless chains of true energy and dissipated into the void.
"kill!"
The severe pain in his mind continued, and the unbearable throbbing pain continued in his soul. However, Wang Jin still burst out with a loud roar, did not retreat but advanced, and directly rushed towards the man who was still sitting on the throne. The dark shadow on.
It's so scary. The real monks in the Realm of Breaking the Illusion are really scary to the extreme!
The gap between the Dao and Dao perceptions cannot be bridged by catching up with the total amount of Qi! ωωw..net
Escape can't solve any problem at all. You must kill this guy first before he really recovers!
Otherwise, I don’t know how terrible it will be when this guy fully recovers!
When the thoughts in his heart became fierce, Wang Jin shot forward, his speed reached the extreme. The heavy halberd appeared in his hand, and the divine fire burst out. Along with the green veins running on Wang Jin's arms, the void shook, and towards the person on the throne. The figure fell down.
Wow!
A large number of silk threads emerged from the void like a tide. The countless dense threads overlapped in the void, forming a large airtight net above the figure in the Taoist robe, blocking the head-on blow. .
The divine fire spread from the euphorbia and instantly wrapped around the big net. The blazing flames crazily burned the dense net. It was so powerful that it was not inferior to the terrifying total amount of true energy of the monks in the Pohuan Realm. At this time, the advantage was highlighted. Undoubtedly, although the destructive power of the divine fire on this large net was limited, it could not withstand the dense and continuous flow of the divine fire. In just a few breaths, the large net was already burned through by the divine fire.
"Die!"
Wang Jin's roar dispersed the surrounding gray mist. The big halberd danced by Wang Jin was like moving a mountain. The heavy sound of wind vibrated in the void, and along with the dense divine fire, it suddenly fell towards the robed figure. .
However, when the big halberd was only a few inches away from the top of the Taoist-robed figure, it seemed to be frozen in mid-air, unable to move any further.
Wang Jin's hands holding the halberd were trembling, veins were bulging on his face, but he could no longer move the halberd in his hand.
Drops of cold sweat rolled down Wang Jin's forehead.
The black-robed figure in front of him actually raised his head at this time. The eyes that were originally half-open and half-closed were now fully opened. Two substantial gazes fell on Wang Jin, as if To see directly through Wang Jin's flesh and blood body, Wang Jin's soul.
And that's not even the point.
The clouds and mist were rolling, and the figure in Taoist robes who seemed to be sitting in the gray mist was slowly getting up, the light in his eyes getting brighter and brighter.
He seems to be further along the road to recovery!