Of course he can wait for the end of the life of the elder. But he waited, but the other party would not wait. Even if his life is about to end, the opponent may still completely kill him. For example, using the Pill Crown to summon two Jin Pill Baolings is one way.
Thinking of this, he no longer constrained his strength, his heart surged with murderous aura, and the top of his head shone brightly, revealing the phantom of a golden lotus. The terrifying pressure of the Golden Core cultivator was released without any repression.
He spread his golden core pressure directly in Tianchi City, and hundreds of thousands of demonic mortals in the entire city will be terribly affected. Some creatures with fragile minds may even collapse in spiritual consciousness. But at this time, Tianchi City was the same as usual, nothing unusual.
He Bi Ri released the Golden Core Divine Sense, but what he felt was not the existence of the entire Tianchi City and Taibai Forest, but an empty void. He scattered the divine consciousness, but there was absolutely nothing to focus on.
Only the Palace of Night Silence in front of me and the old man on the seat are real. Everything else seems to have disappeared. Outside the door behind him was pitch-black nothingness.
Gravity has also disappeared. There were not many furnishings in the empty hall. The few objects left the ground and floated in the air. The air disappeared, and the only candle that was lit instantly went out, leaving only the shining light around He Biri still illuminating everything in the hall.
Even the hall itself is disintegrating. It was originally built by gravity. The white ice-like tiles on the roof are floating away, and the entire roof and the beams and columns are no longer solid and tight, and it sounds like a broken ship in the wind and waves that is about to crack. .
Sure enough, He Heng set up a certain spatial formation in the Palace of Night Silence, separating the entire Palace of Night Silence from the temporal space. Moreover, this formation was completely out of the control of the duplicating formation that Uncle gave him.
"You are really prepared."
He Bi Ri actually relaxed a little bit. In fact, he was not willing to be the first to do it. In any case, it is a crime of treason to act on one's master. But if the master is forced to protect himself, it will be much better.
"Hey," He Heng said with a sly smile on the old face, "The city gate caught fire and killed the pond fish. I just want to save Taibailin. With your strength, you really want to break my formation. What kind of formation can I use? Do you live?"
Of course there are formations that can trap the Golden Core monk. But this is obviously a human formation, and it depends on the strength of the formation division and the formation.
The formation teacher and the former of this formation are He Heng alone. He Heng is no longer a golden core monk. It is basically impossible to trap a golden core.
"In order to preserve Taibailin?" He Biri snorted coldly, "You know that all my magical powers are controlling the extinction technique of heaven and earth, but you have concealed everything. Isn't this pre-preparation to specifically target me?"
"You have to say that, I'm very helpless." He Heng smiled bitterly, "I want you to let go of this thousand-year grievances and protect the foundation of the crane family in Taibailin. Is it easy for me?"
He Biri did not continue to entangle with this old and rude master, but with a surge of mana in his body, the bright red crown on his forehead suddenly turned black, and a cloud of black light surged out like a tide.
He Heng owns profound knowledge and profound Taoism, and his disciples also have their own strengths. But He Biri was different from his other disciples, because He Heng hadn't taught him many techniques and supernatural powers, so the Taoism he practiced was only the natural way of the crane clan.
The power of controlling everything is inherently hidden in the crane clan. For example, the yin and yang escape technique used by humans can control the changes of yin and yang, and the five element escape technique can control the elements of the five elements, the natural power of the crane clan is hidden in the red crown on the head, and can control everything that exists in the world.
But this spell has special limitations. It can exert power on all things, but it cannot make any distinction between all things.
Once this technique is used, everything is mixed, leaving only chaos. Things in the world exist only when they are differentiated. If all were mixed together, except for the chaos, everything else would be destroyed.
hence the name of this technique is Miedun. It is the wind, thunder, flame and cold that Yin and Yang Sect is good at, and the extinction technique in the emptiness of Ming and Destruction.
The Crane people use Miedun, relying on the ability that is originally hidden in the flesh, and it is displayed with the power of blood. It is different from the way that Yin and Yang Sect uses true energy and magic power to promote the destruction of heaven and earth through profound principles.
But no matter what method is used to cast Mie Dun, the more things that are involved in the world, the greater the power of this spell.
Now the world is in emptiness, and there are not many things left, and the natural power of He Biri's extinction technique is greatly reduced.
But he was not depressed, but at the beginning, he pinched the tactics with both hands and sacrificed his strongest magical power.
The black light on his forehead shot out, not spreading to the surroundings indefinitely, but formed a huge black sphere in the void space. Immediately afterwards, a force of extinction was born from this black void.
Although He Heng is old, he still has the strength of the five qi of the Purple Mansion, instantly transforming into a white light and far away. But the range of the black light sphere was huge, and it was just a thought of the golden core monk He Biri, and he was inevitably shrouded in it after all.
Then a force of involvement was transmitted to him. But the strongest place of this power is still in the Palace of Night Silence, where he originally sat.
Only for a moment, the chair he had sat on was like a piece of paper that had been gathered and crumpled up, shrank and collapsed sharply.
Then this great force involved the entire Palace of Silence. The fragments of bricks and tiles that had originally flown away flew back as if they had received some kind of instruction. And the entire palace room seemed to be shattered, squeezed in the middle, bursting out countless dust.
But the dust also squeezed toward the place where he was originally sitting without exception. Everything was mixed, and finally the huge Palace of Night Silence gradually shrank into a dark longan sphere.
This force is not limited to the inside of the black light ball, but spreads throughout the entire space. It's just that the farther away from the location of the magical target, the weaker this force is, and the closer it is, the stronger it is.
If He Heng hadn't escaped in time just now, he has now been crushed into a tiny sphere mixed with other debris, and he will naturally be destroyed.
The only meaning of the huge black ball in the sky is that all objects outside the black ball can still escape under the force of this traction, as long as they continue to escape. And within this black ball, it is impossible to escape anyway.
He Heng soon realized this. He was caught by this force. Although it doesn't seem strong, it seems to him that the world has stopped, and he can't break free anyway.
The power of this technique spreads all over the world, but it has nothing to do with how many real things are in between. He Biri used one of the strongest magical powers he could display as a Golden Core monk, restraining the other side's benefits from the void formation.
All the objects in the black ball of light seem to have stepped onto a falling slope. No matter how you struggle, you will eventually fall into the core. All it takes is time.
The power of this law has nothing to do with the monk's realm of strength. Even if He Hengxiu is a master of heaven, unless he can crack this law, he will never get out.
This does not mean that there is no other way to fall into this spell.
He Biri used this technique, and he himself fell within the range of the black ball. If the trapped monk can kill He Biri before falling into the core, then this spell cannot be maintained and will definitely end.
Assuming that He Heng is still a cultivator of the Golden Core Double Flower, he does not need to crack this law, he only needs to break the opponent's body protection light and damage his body to naturally win.
But He Biri clearly knew that the opponent's realm was already lower than his own ~EbookFREE.me~ so he dared to use this time-consuming magical power. He spent time in exchange for the power of this attack, and must put the opponent to death.
His golden core body protection, plus the golden core body, neither of these two can be easily destroyed by a cultivator of the Purple Mansion. Even if he stood still and attacked casually, the time it took to hurt him was far more than the time it took him to use this miraculous power.
Once this magical power has been used, everything within the black ball will be an inevitable ending except for himself.
He Heng didn't struggle any more, instead he threw his head upwards, and the sound was long and reverberating, as if he could penetrate infinite time and space. Where He Yin swept past, He Biri's spiritual consciousness also floated like a flying banner, as if countless memories and emotions flooded into his heart.
But there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth. Obviously, he, the master, had nothing to do, and only then did he use this technique that once hurt his heart-the of the cranes.
This was originally a heart-strengthening technique. It was a technique rather than a magical power. Using it as an attack was probably because He Heng had always believed that his temperament was not good, so it was difficult to be a great task. So this time he also used the magic of divine consciousness to attack his character.
But he is already a Golden Core cultivator, and an attack of this level is impossible to win him. Although strong winds can blow the flag, as long as the flagpole is strong enough, the flag will be fine no matter how it flies.
This voice is still getting stronger and stronger, and gradually the sound waves become like a storm, but he still stands proudly without any change.
But at this moment, he saw a golden light flashing in the sky, and a golden projectile the size of a mung bean mixed with raindrops of chaos flew over, and it easily tore his body protection light directly into his eyebrows.
"Golden Pill!" He Biri's pupils shrank.
