I can get stronger by picking up

Chapter 392 Roots
Her purple mansion, or Lingtai, the sea of ​​consciousness was directly overwhelmed by Wang Teng's condensed and iron-like spiritual power at this moment, and under the eruption of the extremely powerful spiritual power, it raged crazily in Li Xiuling's mind.

In just a few seconds, Li Xiuling's head became the color of a pig's liver, and it was as big as a bucket, as if it was about to explode.

No?

Wang Teng frowned. There was nothing in Li Xiuling's head except the mosaic, and she didn't even see it.

No, very wrong, where is the so-called 'root'.

According to Wang Teng's judgment, there must be some kind of entity in this place where the imprint of time gives birth to intelligence...

Wang Teng came to his senses, his pupils burst into divine light, bursting out with astonishing light, illuminating Li Xiuling's whole body extremely transparently.

The lower part of Li Xiuling's skin was covered with disgusting tentacles, and the dense suction cups on it almost kept opening and closing, revealing the hideous mouthparts.

Some tentacles even squirmed slowly under the flesh, and the sticky solution mixed in, making one's scalp tingle.

hum!
A mountain-like aura gushed out from Wang Teng's body, covering the sky and covering the earth in all directions. The power of Shenzang combined with the spirit and will of martial arts instantly imprisoned the surrounding world.

The whole air solidified like steel, the ground and the house collapsed directly under this pressure, and instantly condensed under the breath gathered by Wang Teng.

The entire small courtyard seems to have turned into an invisible cage, separating the inside and the outside.

Although I don't know if these methods are useful to the wisdom born from time, Wang Teng has already used all the means of confinement, and if it doesn't work, he has nothing to do.

As time passed, Wang Teng's expression gradually became surprised. Li Xiuling was still struggling desperately in his hands, and Wang Teng completely ignored all kinds of spells that erupted midway.

The wind cuts, the fire burns, the wood wraps...

The bombardment of various five-element spells did not even leave a trace on Wang Teng's body. His extremely tyrannical physique, as well as the martial arts visualization picture displayed, the big sun and horizontal wheel, rose into the sky.

It is enough to increase his physical energy resistance to a level that is difficult for ordinary people to reach. Even the eyes at the weakest point are still completely consistent, as hard as any part of the body.

What surprised him was that the other party seemed to have no way to break free from his hand. Even with the blessing of the power of Shenzang, it wouldn't be so weak, right?

Could it be the limitation of this time imprint, because the entity of the other party is this Li Xiuling, once caught, there is no way to escape.

He touched the opponent's vitals by mistake?

For a moment, Wang Teng was a little dumbfounded. If he knew it was so easy, why would he sit outside the mansion for so long?

Wang Teng subconsciously squeezed the opponent's neck with his fingers, making Li Xiuling's eyes turn outward.

Li Xiuling looked a little grim.

"Who are you, dare to be an enemy of my Lihuazong!"

Still acting?

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched, combined with the old woman's sudden change of words, how could he not know that this guy can definitely perceive the world today and give back.

And IQ is not low.

Without raising his eyelids, Wang Teng said calmly, "If I kill you in this state, you should die too, right?"

All the roots of this distorted time and space are here, distorted by something, as long as the root is not caught, then the convenience can be repeated again and again until it reaches the extreme value before it completely collapses.

But Wang Teng still can't reach the power of turning his hands into clouds and turning his hands into rain. He can kill this place a thousand or eight hundred times in an instant, ignoring the opponent's conspiracy and tricks, and blowing up the opponent alive.

To put it bluntly, although his strength is enough to protect himself in the vast land, no matter how much he has, I am afraid that he will need to ascend two great realms in a row to be a little bit more at ease.

Yes, it is indeed a little carefree.

Back then, it wasn't just monks below the Tribulation Realm that fought. At that time, all the immortals and Buddhas in the sky participated in the battle. Which one can escape?
Seeing that Li Xiuling was still struggling violently and ignoring his words, Wang Teng sent out a powerful force in his hands, and rushed towards Li Xiu with the extremely strong power of the gods, and even he had a slight adjustment in his heart , to prevent the opponent's flesh and blood from being destroyed by the extremely lethal force.

If the guess is correct, this layer of flesh is not only a camouflage, but also some kind of restriction. As long as this layer of flesh is not broken, it can completely imprison the opponent to such an extent that Wang Teng even moves lightly.

He took a light breath, since he found the 'root', he should first propose to discuss it with Monkey King.

After imprisoning Li Xiuling, the power of Shenzang spread throughout the opponent's body, immobilizing him, the surrounding breath loosened instantly, and the frozen world seemed to be relieved of a layer of shackles and became relaxed.

Wang Teng took Li Xiuling with strides out of the ruined boudoir, and then concentrated all his strength and punched towards the void in front of him.

The terrifying fist power erupted in an instant, and ripples appeared in the void visible to the naked eye. Then, like glass shattering, black cracks appeared in the space ahead, and the space fell like mirrors, revealing an irregular black passage hole.

Without hesitation, Wang Teng dragged Li Xiuling, who was struggling frantically, and flew into the cave with one stride.

That is to say, this place is strange, and the space is extremely fragile. Wang Teng can do it. If it is the outside world, even if his hand is dislocated, he will not be able to make a space crack.

These powerful visions can only be achieved by the overhaul of the Tribulation Law Realm. If you want to use the space, except for the formation, only the Earth Immortal can use it at will.

When Wang Teng returned to the front hall, he saw that the floor was in a mess, the tables and mats were broken, and there were unknown pieces of meat mixed in.

Seeing this scene, how could he not know what happened here.

The corner of Wang Teng's mouth twitched, and then he regained his composure. His eyes turned to a small hill full of strange corpses, which contained the aura of Monkey King.

Hmm, a little angry, half-dead.

He stepped forward and stepped on the ground, a force spread and radiated from the ground, and he saw that the small hill full of strange flesh and blood in front of him suddenly shook, and countless corpses flew all over the sky.

Wang Teng could see clearly, there was a body that seemed to be in good condition, covered with black-brown stench and filth.

This is obviously Monkey King.

Wang Teng grabbed it in the air with one hand and pulled it out of the dirt. Immediately, the martial arts spirit expanded outward, and then gathered a large amount of heaven and earth vitality, condensing it on the palm of his hand.

After getting rid of all the negative aura in Li, Wang Teng, who had expended a lot of energy, let out a long breath.

This kind of operation is more tiring than his continuous battle for a week, and it also takes time to get rid of the evil and twisted negative spirit deposited in his body.

Wang Teng looked at the goose-egg-sized vitality ball in his hand, and he was a little envious. Monkey King is really lucky. When he was in this realm, he was exhausted, and he walked out with blood and tears in every step.

(End of this chapter)