Chapter 1750: Hit! Banzai Mountain on the Lost Forbidden Island!

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"Ah !!" A scream came from the rear, and the seven Leitian people in the realm of Saint Wu were submerged by the timeless mist of Wansui Mountain. They struggled, mourned, and desperately wanted to break out of the mist, but they seemed to be trapped in another time and space. The distant ocean at their fingertips was so far away for them. Some people aged quickly, some of their majestic bodies dried up, and some even changed on the spot Become ashes. In the face of such a near-day disaster, no matter how strong you are, you can only ‘listen to heaven’ and accept the judgment of time and space.
Everyone looked at this scene in horror. It was only a few seconds in their eyes, but the people in the fog were more than ten years, hundreds of years! They watched their companions as aging or withering, and the feeling was horrifying. They fled like crazy, the speed reached the usual limit, but the white mist swooped from behind like a huge wave, seemingly slow, but surpassed many people, and in a blink of an eye, six people were shrouded, as if Tianwei Light, trial life and death.
"Qin Ming !!! Let me die !!!" After all, Lei Zhu is the Eighth Heaven of Tianwu Realm, rushed to the front, and regained his mind a little, roaring against Qin Ming, a large area of ​​wild thunder burst into a rage, penetrated the tide, and instantly Thousands of meters were torn apart in time, like thousands of troops and horses, and like arrows passing through, facing the Qin Ming.
"Go!" Qin Ming's face changed drastically, slamming down from the white tiger, vibrating his wings, dragging the white tiger down and falling into the misty lost forbidden island.
The funeral flower is mobilizing all its forces to join the ancient trees to control the forbidden island, releasing the strongest fog to guard the island. The forbidden island is hundreds of kilometers long. It is impossible to escape, but she is even more reluctant to abandon the island and all the beings on the island. In the crisis, she can only mobilize the mist and prepare to resist the longevity mountain with the power of heaven.
When Qin Ming hit the fog, the island ban was fully in place.
The burial flowers sat indifferently in the stone cave and tried their best to strengthen the prohibition. At the first time, Qin Ming's hard break was noticed, and his brows frowned slightly, but the area was still open. The moment Qin Ming broke in, he closed forcibly again.
Rumble! A large expanse of wild thunderholes passed through the tide, passing like a storm, and deafening, containing the power of destruction. Partly wiped the fog on the surface of the Forbidden Island, and partly tore the fog, catching up with Qin Ming.
"Go on!" Qin Ming shouted angrily, grabbed Qin Lan with his left hand, and threw it towards the forbidden island. His right hand was violently blasted on the back of the White Tiger. A full blow between the electric light and flint hardly blasted the White Tiger hundreds of meters, almost at the same time More than a dozen wild thunders bombarded Qin Ming, and Qin Ming turned to face and greeted him outrageously.
Three desolate thunders penetrated the abdominal cavity, five desolate thunders shattered their legs, flesh and blood flew, and fluttered bones. In front of the desolation thunder of Tianwujing Eighth Heaven, Qin Ming looked vulnerable. But when other wild mines bombarded Qin Ming's chest and face gate, the immortal king woke up and dazzled. The bang was loud, the stone was shocking, the sound of hundreds of miles of forbidden island was shaken, and many creatures shook their necks subconsciously.
The immortal king's trenches resisted the wild mines, but the violent impact force was almost devastating. Qin Ming's chest was shattered alive, his heart almost stopped beating, and a burst of blood was sprayed with broken meat. The heads seemed to be shaken into blood, and consciousness fell into darkness on the spot.
The huge impact force Qin Ming across the sky, hit the snow field with the blood of the sky, and collapsed into a huge pit.
After the white tiger fell into the snowy field, he hurried along with his voice, Qin Ming was lying in the deep pit ice pile, and it was completely broken below his waist, with golden blood splashing everywhere. The chest of both arms in the thorax was still intact, but it was covered with cracks and oozed with blood like the glass hit hard.
"Are you dead?" Lei Zhu frowned and tried to kill him, but the white mist of Long Live Mountain has been crushed towards him. The surviving Lei Leitian surpassed the panic in panic, urging Lei Zhu to hurry away.
"Come here! Long live the mountain is here!" All the creatures on the Island of Deafness looked horrified outside, shivering, they had no way back. The space-time fog of Wansui Mountain shrouded most of the forbidden island of happiness and temporarily did not penetrate the fog of Yuanling, but the huge Wansui Mountain followed closely.
The white tigers looked up in horror, the cold eyes like electricity pierced through the fog, gazing at the advent of Long Live Mountain. The forbidden island is already very large, but in front of the towering and mysterious Banzai Mountain, there is still a small feeling.
The funeral flowers sit in the town's stone caves, blending with ancient trees. She doesn't know how to live Vivetta, but since Vivetta represents the protection of time and space on Tiandao, it must be a kind of sky. If confronted with the spirit of Yuanling, and then struck with a forbidden island, it might be able to produce a little stop, or it would be able to turn Vivetta Back in time and space, maybe ... maybe ...
The funeral flowers were calm on the surface, but there were ripples in their hearts.
"God, bless us!" Mu Ronghui and others closed their eyes forcefully, screaming awkwardly, everyone was tense, highly nervous and terrified. In Guhai that year, tens of thousands of people were involved in the Banzai Mountain. Only Qin Ming and other people escaped by chance. Others, regardless of strength, were all turned into dead bones. They are not afraid of death or provocation, but this threat relentlessly evokes the deepest sense of fear in all people's consciousness.
Bang!
Banzai Mountain violently collided with the Forbidden Island. The ground collapsed, the mountains collapsed, and the river tumbled. The Banzai Mountains advanced more than 50 miles, destroying everything along the way. The fog of time and space around Wansui Mountain entangled with the fog of the spirit of the Lost Forbidden Island, like two towering tsunamis collided together, and the whole ocean seemed to be shaking, the momentum was extremely loud.
When everyone thought that the Lost Fortune Island resisted the Viva Hill, a horrifying light erupted from the Vivez Mountain, and the power of the mist of time and space seemed to increase suddenly, flooding the entire Lost Fortune Island in a blink of an eye. , Swallowed the entire hundreds of kilometers of island, disappeared from the ocean floor.
The endless power of time and space penetrates the fog of the Yuanling and spills over the mountains and rivers. All the creatures in it were horrified. Whether ordinary or local martial arts, sacred martial arts or heavenly martial arts, they were all swallowed up by white mist. A feeling of time and space passing through all of them clearly flashed as if it had passed. For a long time, they seemed to be standing there and experienced spring, summer, autumn, winter, and years of change. They were like stone carvings, they could not move, but ... their consciousness was very clear.
At the same time that the forbidden island was swallowed up, the white mist that swelling power swept through the vast islands, crossing the barriers of time and space, flooding hundreds of thousands of miles of sea.
I was just grateful for the light envoys, Tomorrow Angels, Jiumu Jinchan, Lei Zhu, etc., who were enveloped in white light for a moment, and even had no chance to resist. I did n’t even understand what was going on.
After the eruption, Wansui Mountain gradually faded away and disappeared into the turbulent tide. All the living creatures in the thousands of miles were swept away and had no vitality. Soon afterwards, even the stormy tide and the energy of the riot gradually calmed down, as if nothing had happened.
However, after Wansui Mountain disappeared, a deep and dark crack spread silently, tearing the tide, and the scale continued to grow, extending for thousands of kilometers. Fissures exist between reality and nothingness, occasionally, and sometimes seemingly nonexistent. When it is real, the tide is pouring and pouring, and when it is nothing, the tide is calm.
This is a six-kilometer-deep sea floor. It was originally dark and icy, cold and lonely. This void crack is almost integrated with it, and it is difficult to feel its existence when it is real or nothing.