Sweeping the world

Chapter 52 Shuttle
"what happened?"

Looking at Chen Ming whose body exploded in front of him, Zhong Qiu was stunned: "Obviously I didn't."

boom! !

Before he could finish his sentence, there was a burst of explosions in front of him. On the spot, Chen Ming's body exploded, and every inch of his flesh and blood was smashed to pieces, making him look extremely miserable.

Standing on the same spot, the next moment, Chen Ming opened his eyes wide and fell backwards. The flesh and blood all over his body looked extremely stiff at this moment.

"I'm out of breath!" Zeng Gui was stunned, a little unable to accept it: "Didn't you already pass the test of the spirit of the divine weapon? Why?"

"It may be a rejection reaction." Zhong Qiu calmed down quickly, looked at this scene and said, "There may be something in his body that we don't know that repelled the power of Yue Shan's sword, leading to this result."

"But this is the end of the matter, and it's useless to say anything."

He frowned, and then waved his hand: "For the sake of being a disciple of Yueshan, someone will drag him down and bury him later."

"we can only do this."

While the two were talking, a silent change was happening in a place they couldn't see.

This is an eternal dark space, in which there is no air, no matter, no light, and all things that should exist under normal circumstances do not exist in this place.

Time and space lose their meaning in this place. In this place, there is no existence of any material basis, and there is no movement and collision between particles. Time loses its meaning in this place, so it does not exist.

But at this moment, there seems to be some changes in this silent world in the past.

A golden divine power penetrated the entire world, and transformed into a golden magic knife in the world. It slashed down silently, as if it was about to open up the world, and flashed across the entire space.

Huge power howled in this place, but in the end it slowly returned to silence. The power contained in it slowly disappeared, was absorbed by an inexplicable existence, and slowly revived.

The next moment, the entire space began to recover and began to slowly rotate.

I don't know how much time has passed, but in the depths of the deep space, a will that has been sleeping for a long time slowly wakes up.

"where am I?"

The existence of self-will began to recover. When Chen Ming woke up again from his long sleep, he found that his will was in a deep darkness.

Source Power: 110.45
Martial arts: the eighth floor of Linyuan Sword Art (deducible), the 12th floor of Hunyuanjin (deductible), the ninth floor of Qingsong Gong (deductible), the third floor of Darui Heart Sutra (deductible), bronze statue Function No.11 layer (can be deduced)
Supernatural powers: Tianxin
In front of his eyes, the familiar Yuanli interface spontaneously revived, and then appeared in front of Chen Ming, but compared to the past, at this moment, the word Tianxin displayed in the column of supernatural powers was flashing rapidly, and there was a kind of brilliance on it that was indeterminate, faintly is being urged.

In addition to this point, Chen Ming also discovered some small details.

"My origin."

He looked at the column of Yuanli, and frowned secretly at this moment.

At this moment, with Tianxin's continuous flickering, on the Yuanli interface, his Yuanli number is rapidly decreasing, and in just a short while, it drops below [-] points.

"This supernatural power is absorbing my source power!"

In the blink of an eye, he quickly realized this.

However, even if he understood this, he still couldn't do anything. He could only watch the numbers on the Yuanli interface shrink rapidly, but he couldn't do anything.

Soon, the number on the Yuanli interface rapidly decreased, from nearly one hundred to only ten.

Even at this point, it is far from over.

On the source force interface, the number on it was still shrinking rapidly, and soon approached zero.

At the moment when the source power returned to zero, an instinctive throbbing came from all over his body, accompanied by a great sense of danger.

The next moment, Chen Ming lost consciousness directly.

In the morning, the sun was quiet.

Bits of sunlight spread on the earth, illuminating the entire earth brightly.

On a mottled road, there was a sudden ringing sound, and then two figures on bicycles strode past.

"Quiet, how did you feel about yesterday's exam?"

The voice of laughing and laughing passed by and rang like a light bell. Among the two, a girl was riding a bicycle while looking at the other girl and asked.

"I feel okay." Riding a bicycle, looking at the girl, Yang Anjing smiled: "I don't think it's too difficult, Xia Xia, what do you think?"

"I think it's going to be difficult to die, but you don't think it's too difficult!"

Xia Meng's face was exaggerated: "Is this the world of the strong! It's really shocking."

"Strong your head." Yang Anjing slapped Xia Meng's shoulder with a backhand, almost knocking her down: "I complain every day, five years before the exam, I, Yang Anjing, look the most It’s people like you who are not used to it!”

"Help! An Jing is going to murder her husband!" Xia Meng opened her mouth wide, with an expression of death, she exerted force on her feet, and drove away from the danger zone covered by Yang An An's palm.

"Mengmeng! Be careful!" Not long after she left, she heard a call from behind.

Xia Meng froze for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to look back, but in the blink of an eye it was dark.

With a bang, the forward direction of the bicycle suddenly stopped, as if it had hit a wall, and a huge shock came from the front, causing her to lean over and fall to the ground .

"There is obviously no wall here!" Before falling to the ground, this was the last thought in her mind.

"Mengmeng, are you okay!" Yang Jingjing's voice came from behind.

Seeing Xia Meng lying on the ground, she hurried over on her bicycle, carefully lifted Xia Meng up, then quickly turned around and looked in front of her, with a little panic on her face: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, she didn't do it on purpose, you Are you okay?"

"I bumped into someone?" With Yang Anjing helping her up, Xia Meng noticed a figure in front of her eyes, and her face immediately turned pale. Various news cases such as bumping into someone for compensation surfaced, which made her feel At this moment, the world is covered with dark clouds, and the whole body is full of fear and terror.

"Ok?"

Her face was pale, she lowered her head and waited for a while, but she didn't see the person in front of her making a sound, so she raised her head with some doubts.

Seeing this, she was immediately stunned.

The person in front of him was wearing a dirty robe, with long hair scattered all over his body, and looked very messy. At this moment, his head was so low and motionless, and he didn't respond to the words of the two of them at all. He looked as numb as a corpse , had no reaction to what happened outside.

Looking carefully, this person's age is actually not very old. Although he couldn't identify him clearly, he looked about thirteen or fourteen years old at most.

"Hey, are you... okay?"

Xia Meng tentatively stretched out her hand, shaking it left and right in front of her eyes, seeing that the person in front of her didn't respond at all, she stretched out her hand again, dangling there, which looked rather funny.

"Don't be so rude!" A hand grabbed her outstretched hand violently, Yang Anjing's face was full of dissatisfaction and anxiety: "Hurry up and think about what to do now!"

"Looking at it, it's probably a homeless child from around here, or maybe a child who got lost somewhere around here."

Xia Meng rubbed his forehead. Seeing his appearance, he also had a headache for a while: "Let's send him to a nearby shelter and let these professionals deal with it."

"It seems like this is the only way to go." Yang Anjing nodded, and was quite troubled for a while.

There is really no good way for the two students to encounter this kind of thing. Even if they didn't bump into someone this time, they might not care about it.After all, there is definitely no benefit to this kind of thing, but it may cause a lot of trouble.

But they didn't notice that in front of them, the waif was slowly raising his head, his eyes were firmly fixed on Yang Anjing's body, but it was not so conspicuous because of the cover of his long hair.

"Source power."

(End of this chapter)