Heavenly God Mnemonic

Shi Yan didn't change his face, and the precious mirror in his hand shook.

In an instant, three rays of brilliance were separated, layered in front of everyone, forming a barrier of three-color light.

"Boom!"

The giant hand hit the mirror light, and the impact force was immediately blocked.

After stagnating for an instant, the entire giant hand shattered and turned into endless yellow sand.

After this blow, the forces in the dark seemed to have sensed something, temporarily abandoned them, and no longer organized an effective attack.

Shi Yan's eyes were like stars, staring at the front and the surroundings vigilantly.

Yang Qingxuan and others are also on guard.

Outside Bao Jing, the screams never stopped.

After the ten thousand sand arrows were transformed, countless sand beasts, birds, monsters, and even humans, etc., congealed out of the earth one by one and slew towards the sky.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes twinkled with golden light, and he said in shock: "Simulating so many attacks, how much power is deposited in this quicksand river, if the power is endless, then aren't we..."

The faces of several people are not very good.

If the meaning of this Liusha River is endless, I am afraid that everyone will be planted here.

People from the Forgotten Chuan race and the Star Palace all have extremely ugly faces.

The sentiment left over from the net breakthrough that year was so terrifying.

Wushan muttered to himself: "Beyond the other shore, Lord of the Thousand Realms, what a powerful existence is it!"

The more you practice to the back, the greater the awe for higher realms.

The more I can realize the terrible high-level.

On the contrary, like Yang Qingxuan, he was just a one-star elementary realm king, and it was just a concept of the lord of the thousand realms.

Shi Yan said: "This sentimental simulation has transformed spiritual wisdom. I have been practicing here for many years, and God knows how far it has reached. The only thing that is certain is that it must not go beyond the other side. Otherwise, it will go with the net. ."

Yang Qingxuan said, "What should I do now?"

Shi Yan said solemnly: "Wait! Wait for three opportunities. First, wait for this sentiment to appear on its own, then it may be possible to break it. Second, wait for the accumulated strength of Liushahe to be almost lost. Third, wait for external forces to break through. Come in."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Of these three opportunities, only the first one is more reliable!"

Shi Yan smiled bitterly: "In fact, the first one may not be reliable. If the power contained in the Liusha River is enough, there is no need for that sentiment to appear. However, since the appearance of the Liusha River space, it has killed tens of thousands of people. The power of loss is far from what we can imagine, and maybe it can be bottomed out."

Outside the treasure mirror barrier, the Star Palace and the Wangchuan Aquarium are desperately killing these quicksand forms.

All of them looked gloomy, and even gave birth to despair.

At this moment, a violent scream suddenly pierced the sky.

The chaotic situation seems to have stalled.

An alien patriarch, the One Star Realm King, had an arm cut off inexplicably, his face full of pain and horror.

"What? The Realm King was also injured?!"

The strong people present are all in shock.

From the beginning to the end, although the deaths and injuries were tragic, the ones who died were all.

For these realm kings, there are ants under the realm kings, and they die if they die.

But at this moment, a realm king was injured, which immediately attracted the attention of all realm king experts.

"what is this?!"

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he shot out a golden light, staring at the distant void.

A group of black shadows continued to manifest, and then turned into a person.

It seems that the hair is fluffy, like a huge bead hung, holding a long army staff.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes penetrated this person, and found that it was the shadow of Tao, not the real person.

And this shadow is very peculiar, what it is that you can't see through.

As soon as the stick in the shadow's hand shook, the figure turned into a black light and shot down.

Wherever he went, the void broke through.

There was also a long crack, like a zipper being torn open, and it fell directly on the head of a real-world expert.

"Boom!"

The real-world expert was blown to pieces on the spot, and screamed out without any screams.

Wushan's blue eyes moved to the extreme, and he said in shock: "Wu Yi develops! God, it turned out to be Wu Yi develops!"

Shi Yan also vibrated abnormally, and lost her voice: "Really there is such a terrible existence? Wu Yi develops, only heard in the legend!"

Yang Qingxuan asked anxiously: "What is Wuyi development?"

Wu Shan said: "The shadow just now is not a real body, nor is it a divine mind. It is the martial artist who cultivated here, because the martial intent was too strong. When performing martial arts, it left traces in this time and space. This trace shows up again."

Yang Qingxuan was shocked when he heard it, and asked again: "So can this Wu Xiu be sure that he is not here?"

Wushan smiled bitterly: "If we are there, all of us don't want to live."

Yang Qingxuan's heart throbbed.

How many terrible existences are there in this star field?

I thought that stepping into the realm king was stepping on the pinnacle of this world.

Now it seems that the world king has just started.

The owner of this Liusha River left more than 100,000 people dead or injured just by leaving behind the image of martial intent and the impression of the avenue.

Even if you are not careful, it can be completely wiped out.

At this moment, among the various forms of yellow sand, a large piece of martial arts emerged, all of which were the same shadows, not clear, but they seemed to have fluffy hair on top, holding a treasure stick.

Each shadow only performs one trick.

But every time it appeared, it was accompanied by a scream.

Only the existence of the middle-level world king can deal with it freely.

The three clan chiefs, Xing Gong Huang Yin and others, all shot and scattered several martial arts.

But these developments are like yellow sand, appearing endlessly.

In an instant, there were hundreds of developments in the sky, each performing a trick to kill everyone.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "How many years has Master Liushahe practiced? Not every move has been recorded by this time and space, right?"

Shi Yan looked at the sky and smiled bitterly: "I don't know. But I know, we are in trouble."

As he said, he took a deep breath and shook his hands with the mirror in front of him.

At the same time, nine rays of brilliance are projected from the mirror, each of which turns into a colored mirror in one direction.

Subsequently, hundreds of mirror lights were shot back and forth in ten mirrors.

A huge mirror array is formed.

And at this moment, just above the mirror array, and in all directions, black shadows appeared, all of the same posture, holding a treasure stick, exuding a powerful martial intent.

Yang Qingxuan glanced at it, and there were as many as three or four hundred, which made his skin tingling.

Wu Shan said solemnly: "Master Shi Yan, I'll help you!"

Shi Yan said: "Don't use it for the time being. You and Master Midnight will sweep the battle for me."

Throwing the treasure mirror in his hand, it spun out.

Shi Yan turned around in the air, sitting on the mirror light array, pinching his hands with both hands.

A martial art image suddenly moved, followed by two, three, four...

Hundreds of martial arts developed at the same time.

From all directions, as well as from the sky, holding a stick and knocked it down.