Creation and immortality: I can manifest endless talents

At the same time, on the other side, just when Gu Yang and Fan Wanyang were deeply trapped in the spiritual tide, Canglan was killing like crazy.

As mentioned earlier, Canglan brought all the equipment when he entered the Earth Abyss Small World this time.

Among them, the most special one was the silver armor he was wearing.

The surface of the armor was engraved with exquisite patterns, and at the same time, the shoulders of the armor were decorated with two sharp silver shoulder armors, which spread out like wings.

In fact, the pair of silver armor was not a decoration at all, but real wings.

That's right, this is a super rare air-controlling armor.

Wearing this armor, even if Canglan has not yet broken through the realm of immortality and cannot fly in the air, he can still fly in the sky.

It was precisely because of this that when Canglan had a conflict with the Feather Clan, he actually slaughtered those Feather Clan.

In the Earth Abyss Small World, in another sky secret place that was completely opposite to Gu Yang's location.

At this time, a battle for a crystal stone key was unfolding in an extremely tragic way.

In addition to some foreign races of various races, the main participants in this war were a group of human warriors and many feather warriors.

At this time, a group of feather warriors flew high in the sky, swooping down and attacking people on the ground.

Canglan led the human race to form a defensive formation near the crystal stone barrier to resist the attack of the feather tribe.

As time passed, with the death of many warriors, the crystal stone barrier gradually reacted.

At this time, Canglan finally decided not to wait any longer and showed his ferocious fangs.

As the feather warriors rushed again, Canglan's armor shook suddenly, and silver light burst out in an instant. His figure seemed to be free from the shackles of gravity, soaring into the sky, and directly rushed into the formation of the feather tribe.

Canglan's eyes were as sharp as a falcon, and his wings shone brightly in the sun.

His appearance was like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, and the formation of the feather warriors instantly collapsed under his impact.

At the same time, the two crystals on Canglan's gloves also lit up with a faint light.

Under the effect of this light, Canglan's fist seemed to weigh thousands of pounds, and just a casual punch could defeat a large number of enemies.

It was not until this time that the strong men of the Feather Clan realized that the sky advantage they had been proud of before was also occupied by other races. In this way, their only advantage no longer existed.

At this moment, the Feather Clan warriors were panicked, their wings flapped, trying to organize an effective defense, but Canglan's speed was like a ghost, and their attacks seemed to slow down in front of him.

The air made a sharp whistle because of his high-speed movement. The Feather Clan warriors felt a strong threat and looked up, but what they saw was just a silver lightning.

The Feather Clan warriors roared angrily, their wings flapped, trying to surround Canglan.

But Canglan's figure was even faster, he left a silver afterimage in the sky, and every move was a declaration of death.

His swordsmanship was sharp and accurate, and every sword could take a life. The feather tribe warriors fell under his sword, and the blood dyed the sky red.

Each of Canglan's punches drew sharp trajectories in the air, and each fall was accompanied by screams and blood rain.

The bodies of the feather tribe warriors fell from the sky one after another. Canglan's punches did not stop for a moment. There was a cold light in his eyes. Each punch was decisive and accurate, and he went straight to the place where the feather tribe formation was most dense.

His figure shuttled in the air, and every appearance brought the fear of death.

Just when Canglan was harvesting lives like the god of death, a genius of the feather tribe finally stood up.

His strength was far beyond that of ordinary people, and the sacred light flashed on his wings. He tried to stop Canglan's killing with his own strength.

At this time, the strong men of the feather tribe finally reacted, waving their spears, trying to shoot him down from the air, but those spears seemed to hit an invisible barrier when they approached Canglan, and they deviated from the trajectory and returned without success.

At this moment, all the strong men of the Feather Clan finally saw what it meant to be inhumane and what it meant to have overwhelming equipment.

At the same time, on the other side, facing Canglan's power that far exceeded the physical realm, even the strong men of the Feather Clan genius level only slightly slowed down Canglan's killing pace.

Facing this Feather Clan genius, Canglan's eyes were like a predator locking on to its prey. He turned in the air and went straight to meet him.

The wings of the Feather Clan genius exuded a dazzling brilliance. He held a long sword inlaid with feathers, the tip of the sword pointed at Canglan, and his eyes flashed with an unyielding light.

The distance between the two was shortened in an instant. The Feather Clan genius swung his sword and slashed out a series of brilliant sword qi, each of which contained powerful power, enough to tear the sky apart.

However, a silver light instantly lit up on Canglan's flying armor, and the silver light flowed around him, forming layers of light curtains to block all the sword qi.

Canglan's mouth curled up into a cold smile, and his body swayed slightly in the air, and like a phantom, he circled behind the Feather Tribe genius.

The Feather Tribe genius felt a chill coming, and hurriedly flapped his wings, trying to turn around to resist, but it was too late. Canglan's fist had already hit the Feather Tribe genius's back with a force that broke through the air.

The light of the two crystals on the gloves reached its peak at this moment, like two small suns, infinitely amplifying Canglan's power.

The huge impact force caused the genius of the Feather Clan to lose control of his body instantly. His wings fell weakly, his long sword flew out of his hand, and the whole person fell to the ground like a meteor.

Canglan did not give him any chance to breathe. Following closely, a series of fist shadows fell on the genius of the Feather Clan like a rainstorm.

Each punch was accompanied by the sound of bones breaking. The body of the genius of the Feather Clan kept changing strange angles in the air. Finally, with a shrill scream, he was shattered by Canglan's last punch, turned into a ball of blood mist, and dissipated in the air.

The warriors of the Feather Clan were filled with fear and despair when they saw this scene.

Their genius, their hope, was defeated by Canglan so easily, without even a little room for resistance.

With the fall of this genius, the hearts of the warriors of the Feather Clan were completely cold.

Canglan stood in the air, like a god of war, his eyes were indifferent, as if the battle just now was just a small game for him.

He looked around, and those feather warriors who were still hovering in the air avoided his gaze. No one dared to challenge him again, but fled directly.

A moment later, Canglan landed slowly, and immediately received the awe-inspiring gazes of other human warriors.

At the same time, Canglan gently spread his palms, and the crystal barrier suddenly emitted waves, and then a crack appeared.

His figure flashed, and he had passed through the gap and entered the crystal barrier. With his entry, the crystal key also fell into Canglan's hands.

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"Boom!"

On the other side, in the small world, a Gobi desert full of sand and gravel, and a shocking battle was also going on.

The protagonist of this battle was no longer a human warrior, but a stone tribe genius, Shi Yuan.

At this time, in order to compete for a crystal key that had already appeared in the world, the strong men of many races such as the human race, the stone race, the fire race, the sand race, etc. fell into the endless wave of spiritual objects.

No matter which race the practitioners were from, they were struggling to survive at this time.

Of course, there are exceptions.

These exceptions are all the Tianjiao masters of various races.

Not only are they at ease in this melee, but they can also spare the energy to attack the strong men of other races.

At this moment, the flames are like living things. Under the control of Yan Jin, the Tianjiao of the Fire Clan, it turns into a ferocious fire dragon and pounces on a strong man of the human race who is resisting the crazy attack of the spiritual tide.

The strong man of the human race has a solemn face, and the long sword in his hand dances, turning into a sword shadow, trying to resist this fiery attack.

But the strength of the Tianjiao of the Fire Clan is obviously better. The power of the fire dragon is infinite. It opens its bloody mouth and swallows the sword shadow in one bite, and then slams into the body of the strong man of the human race.

The strong man of the human race screamed, his body drew an arc in the air, fell heavily to the ground, and then was submerged by the spiritual tide, and there was no sound.

The Tianjiao of the Fire Clan stood proudly, his eyes were as hot as flames, scanning the enemies around him.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the fire dragon turned into a ball of flame and returned to his side, waiting for the next call.

At the same time, the Sand Tribe's Tianjiao also demonstrated his strength on another battlefield.

His figure flickered in the sand and dust, and each appearance brought a fatal blow. His target was a light-footed fairy with a long whip in hand.

Just as the fairy used the long whip to restrain the spiritual creatures in the spiritual tide, a sand and dust undercurrent had silently circled behind her.

The next moment, before she could react, a sharp sound of breaking through the air sounded, and the sand and dust undercurrent instantly turned into a sand sword, penetrating the defense of the fairy strongman and piercing her vest.

The fairy's body trembled violently, and the long whip fell from her hand. Her eyes were full of disbelief, and then her body fell weakly in the spiritual tide.

The Sand Tribe Tianjiao took back the sand and dust sword, his eyes were indifferent, as if the killing just now was just an ordinary thing for him.

He turned around and continued to look for the next prey on the battlefield.

As a group of Tianjiao-level strongmen took action, the atmosphere on the battlefield became more tense, and many practitioners were trying their best to rush out of the spiritual tide.

Because they knew that if they struggled in the spiritual tide again, even if they were not killed by these spiritual creatures, they would die in the hands of other alien races.

Of course, in addition to the Tianjiao who were hunting alien races, there were several Tianjiao who were concentrating on fighting against the spiritual tide and looking for the whereabouts of the crystal stone. Shi Yuan was one of them.

At this moment, his body seemed to resonate with this Gobi Desert. Every time he stepped down, it could cause the ground to vibrate and make the sand and stones roll.

Shi Yuan's eyes were like two deep obsidian, revealing calmness and perseverance.

His skin seemed to be made of rock, extremely hard, and he remained motionless even when he was baptized by the flames of the Fire Clan and cut by the sand blades of the Sand Clan.

Around him, the warriors of the Stone Clan seemed to have been blessed by some mysterious power. Their attacks were more fierce and their defenses were more solid.

At this moment, a dazzling light broke through the sky, and a new crystal key slowly rose in the center of the Gobi Desert.

In just a moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the crystal key.

Shi Yuan took a look at the crystal key and immediately ran straight to it.

At the same time, the strong men of other races were not to be outdone, and they all used their unique skills to try to snatch the crystal key.

The flames were like dragons, the sand blades were like the sea, and all kinds of attacks intertwined to form a spectacular spiritual power storm.

But Shi Yuan was not in a hurry. His figure had turned into a ten-foot-tall rock giant, walking in the storm as if he was in an unmanned area, and every step was firm and heavy.

The surrounding spiritual creatures were like a tide, hitting his defense wave after wave.

However, these seemingly fierce attacks could only cause a slight wave of stone chips to fly on him.

His defense was like an eternal fortress, and no matter how strong the attack was, it could not be shaken.

Shi Yuan closed his eyes, his consciousness immersed in his body, feeling the indestructible power given by the blood of the stone clan.

His breathing became slow and powerful, and every breath he took seemed to inhale the essence of the mountains, and every breath he exhaled could exhale the precipitation of the years.

At this moment, a wave of spiritual creatures stronger than before surged in, carrying the violent force that destroyed everything, sweeping towards Shi Yuan.

However, just when these spiritual objects were about to touch Shi Yuan, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were like two deep black gems, flashing with cold light.

At the same time, Shi Yuan slowly raised his right hand, and his palm gently clapped forward.

It seemed to be just a light movement, but under the push of his palm, an invisible force wave instantly condensed and hit the spiritual tide in front of him heavily.

The moment those violent spiritual objects touched this attack, it was like hitting an indestructible steel wall, and they collapsed one after another, turning into countless fragments, and scattered powerlessly at Shi Yuan's feet.

Shi Yuan's movements did not stop, and his left hand also raised up, echoing with his right hand, and the two hands alternately smashed down, each time accompanied by a loud noise, as if the ancient mountains were shaking.

Under his palm wind, the spiritual objects that rushed over suddenly turned into spiritual light and dissipated.

The obstacles in front of him were swept away, and Shi Yuan immediately took another step.

Every step he took made the Gobi Desert vibrate and sand and stones fly.

He slowly walked towards the location of the crystal key. No matter how violent the spiritual wave was, it could not stop him from moving forward.

However, just as Shi Yuan was about to reach the crystal key, a figure with blazing flames on his body suddenly rushed out from the spiritual wave. It was so fast that it actually touched the crystal key before Shi Yuan's defense barrier was formed.

The next moment, Shi Yuan frowned slightly, and at the same time, he swung his right hand again and smashed it down suddenly.