Outside of Time

"There is something to say."

The captain licked his lips and looked at the escaping figure on the horizon with a hint of amusement in his smile.

"We are destined to meet each other thousands of miles away, yes, that's the sentence."

"Is it my junior brother? No, he just appeared with a bang, but this time, he can't escape."

Xu Qing nodded and raised his hand. Black flames rose from his body and flowed down his arm to his palm.

The black spears that had just been put away regrouped in his hands.

The moment it appeared, the tip of the spear was sharp and sharp, seeming to burn the void, creating tiny black holes one after another, tearing the void apart with an astonishing momentum.

It even stirred up the bloody aura from all directions, rising into the sky, and countless shadows of resentful souls transformed around the spear, letting out shrill wails of unwillingness before death.

Better than reincarnation, there is no escape from liberation.

The sound echoed, full of terrifying meaning, and from a distance, this scene was terrifying.

The gun in Xu Qing's hand was like the peak of Yinming, setting off a will-o'-the-wisp, emitting bursts of black fire patterns.

The fire was so powerful that it swept across the sky, as if turning the sky into a sea of ​​fire.

While the ripples echoed, it also darkened the world.

This vision fell into the eyes of Yanyue Xuantian's monk who was escaping quickly in the distance. He only felt his scalp numb, his mind churning, and a life-and-death crisis that was intense to the extreme and endless regrets arose in his heart.

At this moment, he finally understood how his clone died.

"He must have died under this spear!"

"I shouldn't have come to you if you were impulsive!"

The Yanyue Xuantian cultivator's face turned pale. He instinctively took a few breaths and tried his best to increase his speed, escape with all his strength, and even use the method of teleportation, but this took time.

A cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, he held the spear and threw it towards the sky.

The dragon rushed in and out, with a roar, like the sound of the creation of the world, exploding in the world.

The rumble was like thunder, mixed with a harsh and sharp roar, and it quickly approached the Yanyue Xuantian Clan monk.

The nothingness shattered and the sky blurred. Only this spear was as clear as a mark in the sky. It chased into the sky in an instant, arrived behind the Yanyue Xuantian monk, and locked him.

About to penetrate it.

At the same time, Ding 132 appeared in the sky, and the huge shadow of the prison shook all the minds, and also made the Yanyue monk's heart tremble uncontrollably.

Seeing that the shadow of the prison above his head quickly became clear, he was about to envelop himself and seal it.

He could foresee that once this was completed, he would be doomed and dead. So at the moment of the ultimate crisis, the Yanyue Xuantian monk did something extremely courageous.

He didn't hesitate at all, and slapped his forehead suddenly. In the roar, overlapping shadows appeared on his body, which was the soul leaving the body and flying away quickly.

As for the body left behind, it became his sharp weapon. He threw himself towards the black spear and let the spear rush closer.

With a bang, the spear touched, and the body collapsed. However, the flesh and blood of the Yanyue monk did not scatter everywhere, but rolled in reverse, and actually wrapped the black spear tightly, showing strange power and restraining it.

Even though the flesh and blood was being destroyed rapidly by the power of the black spear, it was still delayed for a while.

At the same time, the Yanyue monk made his second decision. He decisively gave up his eight forbidden mountains. The spirit blew beside him, forming a strong wind and blowing the eight mountains, causing them to roar into the sky with great momentum. Ru Hong went straight to Ding Yi San Er who was falling.

There, the eight mountains swayed, each expanded, and turned into a huge and astonishing mountain. The forbidden power exploded, and its arrogance was boundless. It not only took the initiative to send it off, but also tried to support and delay it, and met Ding Yi San Er.

Amidst the loud rumbling noise, Ding Yi San Er sank slightly slower. Although he recovered quickly, this slow down was still a breath.

And this breath of time is the transition between life and death for this Yanyue Xuantian monk.

The next moment, his teleportation finally unfolded, and with the help of this breath, it suddenly blurred and disappeared into the sky.

The flesh and blood that wrapped the black spear also lost its resistance at this moment and broke into countless pieces, scattered down.

Only the eight forbidden mountains in the sky left by Yanyue monk were put into prison under the suppression of Ding Yisaner.

Xu Qing looked into nothingness. The other party reacted too quickly. If he was a little late, he would be trapped by Ding Yisan Er. At that time, his teleportation method would be meaningless.

However, Xu Qing did not have any mood swings, because the captain said before that this person would not be able to escape this time.

According to Xu Qing's understanding of the captain, there is a high probability that this sentence will not be without purpose.

This was indeed the case. Seeing the cultivator teleport away, the captain smiled proudly and spoke proudly to Xu Qing.

"Didn't I eat the flesh and blood of this cultivator before? During this period of time, I did some research, and by analogy, I remembered a great magical power that I learned in previous lives against the Yanyue cultivator."

"My magical power is very powerful. The principle of restraining teleportation is to trace it back to its origin. No matter where it goes, I can get it back."

As he said that, the captain raised his hand and grabbed the ground. Suddenly, the flesh and blood of Yanyue cultivator that fell on the ground flew up five pieces and landed in front of the captain.

The captain flicked his sleeves, and the five pieces of flesh were arranged into a pentagon in front of him.

"But the prerequisite is that it must have five pieces that are the same as its origin. Flesh and bones are the best."

After saying that, the captain raised his hands to make the seal and muttered something in his mouth. Circles of ripples spread out from a piece of flesh, followed by the second, third piece...

Finally, the five pieces of flesh and blood emitted ripples at the same time, colliding with each other, becoming more and more fierce, and rose into the sky, forming a whirlpool black hole.

The captain looked at the whirlpool and roared, his voice carrying an ancient feeling, echoing around the world.

"The soul of heaven and earth comes from its origin."

The moment the sound came out, the vortex rotated more and more intensely, and vaguely, the soul of the Yanyue monk who had been teleported away appeared in the black hole as if it was being pulled.

It was blurry and distorted at first, like being stretched, but soon became clear.

Even the shock, horror and disbelief in his expression are clearly visible.

The next moment, the captain laughed ferociously, raised his hand and grabbed the whirlpool, and immediately the soul of the Yanyue cultivator that was summoned back was absorbed out of thin air.

"you……"

The Yanyue monk's soul showed despair in his eyes, and he was about to say something to save his life, but the captain ignored him and squeezed hard with his right hand.

With a bang, his soul collapsed and turned into a pile of green apples, falling to the ground.

Qiu Quezi on the side rushed over with great discernment, quickly collected the scattered green apples, and sent them to the proud-looking captain.

The captain raised his chin and looked at Xu Qing. After noticing the waves in Xu Qing's eyes, he became even more proud.

"How about it, little A-Qing, your senior brother, am I good at this technique?"

Xu Qing nodded and looked curiously at the five pieces of flesh and blood, feeling a vaguely familiar aura coming from them.

"This technique..."

Before Xu Qing could finish speaking, the captain waved his hand.

"I know, little Aqing, you want to ask about the name of this magical power."

"Listen up, this magical power of mine is called the Great Wu Niu Tracing the Origin and the Great Ruthless Way."

After speaking, the captain glanced at Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's expression was moved, as if he was shocked by the name.

The captain was even happier.

"Do you want to learn? Senior brother will teach you. After you learn, if others want to run away, you can find a way to get them back."

With that said, the captain took out a jade slip with great pleasure, branded it and threw it to Xu Qing.

Xu Qing took it. This technique was special. He thought it might be useful sometimes, so he nodded.

"Thank you, senior brother."

"Haha, why are you so polite? It's a trivial matter."

What the captain wanted was attitude. Seeing that Xu Qing was rarely like this, he felt extremely satisfied.

At the same time, the eight ownerless forbidden mountains also fell at this moment and floated above Xu Qing's head.

Xu Qing raised his head and looked away, analyzing in his heart.

"According to the words of Senior Yanyue in the palace, if you want to become the chief of the first link, you should have more than a thousand people."

"Still more work needs to be done."

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze and looked at the captain.

The captain grinned and guessed what Xu Qing was thinking, so their bodies swayed at the same time, turning into two rainbows and heading straight into the distance.

Qiu Quezi looked at this scene, breathing rapidly. He felt that meeting these two people was his chance, and he had no reason to let it go, so he got up and flew out, following behind.

In this way, the three figures gradually flew out of the restricted area and slowly moved away towards the Yanyue Inner Domain.

And this forbidden area slowly returned to calm, and strange beasts appeared one after another. The twenty-seven forbidden mountains that disappeared were also occupied by blood-colored grass, growing vigorously.

A few hours later, some figures of monks appeared in the sky. They were the monks who had left before, but now they chose to return and wanted to see the situation.

Among them, there are also those who have regrets in their hearts and feel that they should not be so easily frightened and leave.

But after they arrived, as they sensed the changes here, their expressions became solemn.

Especially after arriving at the Twenty-Seven Mountains, seeing the red grass here and feeling the thick blood here, their expressions changed instantly and they couldn't help but take a breath.

"here……"

"It took so many people to die to create such a bloody meaning!"

"I didn't notice anyone leaving. Could it be that... all the monks here were killed?"

"This is impossible!"

The sound of breathing spread in the restricted area. Some people still didn't believe it, so they tried to send a message to the familiar monk Jade Jian who had been left behind, but there was no response.

Gradually, everyone fell silent, with shock in their eyes, and they left quickly one by one.

In this way, time passed, as Xu Qing left, and as the remaining people here dispersed, the matter of the human monks slaughtering hundreds of participants began to spread rapidly from the mouths of those monks. Chuanbai...

News is like a storm, spreading continuously within the Yanyue Xuantian Clan.

attracted a lot of attention.

The first reaction of those who heard it was that it was incredible, but as the investigation progressed, their thoughts began to change.

Especially the Baize tribe, the tribe was even more furious. After all, this tribe suffered the most deaths this time, and some geniuses were killed.

But regarding this matter, the strong men of the Baize Clan are helpless. Most of their main forces are on the Heitian Clan battlefield, and now there are not many left.

And this is not the point. The point is about the rules of big hunting, which they dare not violate.

Only qualified people can take action.

But it is still inevitable to operate in secret, so invisible black clouds rise within the Yanyue Xuantian clan, and the storm... is coming.