There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

The colorful flying sword whizzed away.

Passing through those light pillars, however, there seemed to be no change. Those light pillars were still there, and had not been cut off by the flying sword. However, they were better than the Yangshen aura of Mingde Zhenjun. The light pillars ignored the Yangshen aura, but were attracted to the colorful flying sword.

From time to time, colorful lights escaped and merged into the flying sword.

Of course, most of the colorful lights rushed to the sky and disappeared in an instant. At the same time, those laughters also suddenly disappeared.

Mingde Zhenjun looked blank, he didn't know what happened.

Although Yangshen Zhenjun's perception was powerful, it also had its problems. It was difficult to capture the changes in this space.

Sword cultivators were not good at space changes.

Cheng Lijun was the same. She was just a newly promoted Xiantian Zhenren. She couldn't even become Yangshen Zhenjun. What could she do when she was less than 20 years old?

However, she still gained a lot of benefits.

The colorful light in the light column was absorbed by her colorful flying sword. All of these spiritual powers can be converted into innate true qi, which can also enhance the mind. In a short period of time, the cultivation level will soar, and the originally unstable breath will also stabilize.

Among the three people, only Nie Wushuang sensed the change in space.

If it is said that before the light column was launched into the air, the core of this space was the city on the ground, which was composed of a bunch of strange spiritual stones emitting colorful light, forming a magic circle and a sleeping consciousness.

The previous laughter was the breathing sound after this consciousness awakened.

The light column was launched into the air, which was equivalent to this consciousness starting to turn over and get up. The consciousness left the ground and rose into the air.

Now, although they are down to earth.

In fact, they are just stepping on the illusion.

However, this illusion is also one of the spiritual creations. In the perception of the three people, it is an entity. Unless they see through it all by themselves and lose the cognition of the entity, the land under their feet will become nothingness.

Nie Wushuang looks like he is stepping on the ground like Cheng Lijun and Mingde Zhenjun.

In fact, that was the case for the two men, but not for Nie Wushuang. He seemed to be standing on the ground, but in fact, he was standing in the void.

However, with his divine consciousness, the void could also become a solid entity.

So, where did the consciousness of this space go?

It went to the sky.

Now, not only Nie Wushuang could see it, but Mingde Zhenjun and Cheng Lijun could also see it clearly.

An eye appeared in the empty air.

A vertical eye was suspended like the sun, and its sight fell down, as if it was looking at the three of them.

"Hmph!"

Cheng Lijun snorted.

The colorful flying sword came out of her body, forming a ball of colorful light. At the same time, she stretched out her hand and pulled Nie Wushuang to her side.

At that moment, she was soft and warm.

In order to protect Nie Wushuang, Cheng Lijun pulled him over. The halo formed by the colorful flying sword was not large enough, and the two needed to snuggle closely.

However, there was no pink breath.

There was a will coming with the eyes. Once the defense was broken, the result was hard to say.

Logically speaking, a being that can dominate a small world, a powerful being similar to the will of heaven, even if it is just a quick glance and without special attention, is not something that a small innate real person can resist.

Even if the seven-colored flying sword has a wonderful future.

Now, after all, it is weak and difficult to resist.

However, things are not as Cheng Lijun thought. The seven-colored light actually blocked the gaze of that powerful being.

The seven-colored flying sword contains the same breath as this space, and it is the same as that gaze. Are we all one family?

Because of this, that's why...

Mingde Zhenjun is not so lucky!

When he saw the eye appear in the air, he knew something was wrong.

Yang Shen floated out of his body at the first time, holding the flying sword, and the flying sword turned into the shape of a long sword. Yang Shen swung the sword and slashed.

Cut towards the gaze that came from the sky.

This sword is not bad. It can cut off both the virtual and the real. Naturally, in theory, it can also cut off the spiritual connection that comes with that gaze.

Well, just in theory.

What if the power is insufficient?

It's like using a small saw to cut a big tree, that's funny.

However, Yangshen Zhenjun is not a weakling, Mingde's full-strength attack also played a role, cutting off most of the mental attacks that came with the gaze, but in the end, a small part broke through the sword and hit him.

"Boom!"

With a loud bang, Mingde Zhenjun rolled and flew out.

If it was on the basketball court, this would be a very clumsy fake fall. No one touched him, and he fell down just by looking at him?

The posture was not beautiful enough, and he looked very embarrassed.

It was almost like a dog eating shit.

Of course, in fact, he suffered a heavy blow, and half of his Yangshen was damaged. The flying sword flew back to the sea of ​​consciousness with a sizzling sound.

He vomited blood and fainted.

In fact, Nie Wushuang could have taken action.

He was completely able to help Mingde Zhenjun escape. Although the existence in the sky was powerful, in Nie Wushuang's view, it was about the same strength as Zifu Xingjun in the second world, but the rule power was a bit novel.

After being here for so long, he has some understanding of the opponent's rule power system. He has also generated some time and space laws. Compared with them, they may not be perfect enough. There is no problem in not letting the other two know about this attack.

But, why?

He is not a good person who has a saintly heart to repay evil with kindness.

It had not been long since Master Mingde used the soul-searching technique to deal with him. He was still thinking about when to give this guy a lesson. When he went to Tianjianmen and no longer needed this guy, he would secretly teach him a lesson.

Since you want to cut off my path.

Then it would be reasonable for me to cut off your path.

However, Master Mingde suffered a great loss because it was not his turn to take action. Judging from the degree of damage to his eyes, it was already good enough to be able to maintain his current state, let alone advance to the Dharma Ancestor in the future.

Not enough!

Under the protection of Cheng Lijun's colorful sword light, Nie Wushuang glanced at Master Mingde, who was lying on the ground and had fainted.

Like the eye in the air, with this gaze, a trace of black mist dissipated and entered Master Mingde's sea of ​​consciousness.

The formless phantom of the Black Emperor.

In this way, Master Mingde's Yang Shen, which had been severely damaged, was polluted by the Black Emperor's aura, and the black mist merged into the Yang Shen and disappeared.

After that, his Yang Shen was equivalent to being controlled and locked by Nie Wushuang.

Next, as time goes by, the pollution becomes more and more serious, and the cultivation of Mingde Zhenjun will decline unconsciously.

It is even possible to fall out of the Yang God realm.

Yang God cannot appear in the real world, and has fallen to the level of Yin God.

Only in this way can Nie Wufang be regarded as revenge. To be honest, not taking the opportunity to end his life is already a mercy.

After all, this tool man is still needed to take him and Cheng Lijun to Tianjianmen.

As for how to get out of this white fog world, he already has a way.