Da Bong fights more people

For example, use your feet to walk, use your hands to hold objects, but at this time, the extra memory is how to manipulate wind, rain, thunder, lightning and other heaven and earth elements.

Talented supernatural powers These mists can really forcibly endow a supernatural power that does not belong to him. Xu Qi'an noticed that his spirit was gradually breaking down, and his genes were forcibly modified.

If it was a nine-tailed fox, even if it could force the gift of "Mist" out of its body, it would still have to suffer a lot.

But Xu Qi'an won't, he is a rank one martial artist, he is a smelly and hard stone.

"Look, this is the consequence of touching the barrier."

"Only that adult can resist the erosion of the mist. Once he is contaminated by that breath, he will go crazy. This guy is going to die."

Several descendants of gods and demons who came to Guixu a long time ago shared their experiences with the newcomers.

"It's okay!"

At the bow of the boat, the nine-tailed celestial fox stared at Xu Qi'an's hands, frowning slightly.

"It's okay!"

Xu Qi'an let out a hey, merged his palms, and stabbed fiercely into the mist, like a knife piercing a hard barrier.

Xu Qi'an's palms pierced the barrier formed by the mist, and his arms spread out, tearing it apart little by little.

There was no sound, but at this moment, the mist on the entire island trembled and received a strong impact.

The mist crazily gathers towards the foreign body, trying to assimilate him and erode him, but those lines that cling to the palms of a first-rank martial artist are often evaporated and dispersed by a stronger force before they have time to form.

"Ahhh"

Xu Qi'an's muscles swelled, and blood mist spewed out from his pores.

Blood sacrifice!

The mist barrier was opened again, and in that gap, the scene in the island was no longer hazy, and it was clearly reflected in the eyes of the three descendants of gods and demons on the deck.

The mist covering the entire island is no longer just shaking, they are completely boiling, like a muddy current that has been disturbed.

Seeing that the gap had been torn open, the silver-haired enchantress said to the Merman Queen and the owner of Nulang Island behind her:

"You don't have to follow, just wait outside."

The two descendants of gods and demons have a strong "desire" for the island of gods and demons, which comes from an instinctive desire, but reason tells them that if they enter the island, they will probably end up dead.

When they nodded, the silver-haired enchantress jumped up and got into the gap.

Xu Qi'an turned his body sideways and also got in.

The mist surged like water, filling up the torn gap.

The descendants of gods and demons in the distance stood dumbly, their expressions seemed to freeze.

After a while, the descendant of the extraordinary god and demon whose body is a clam murmured in a low voice:

"That man is, what is his background?"

On the deck, the owner of Nulang Island turned his head in a daze, looked at the Shark Queen, and said in a tone of shock mixed with heartbreak:

"You, did you know his cultivation?"

Now recalling the merman queen's flattery along the way, he suddenly realized that he was too slow.

With such a powerful existence, I actually missed the opportunity to please him, and I haven't talked much with him.

Gods and Devils Island, somewhere in the silent wilderness.

Huang, whose body was huge like a mountain, stood there quietly, motionless. After a while, he took half a step slowly.

"I hate it here it's the spirit of time"

With a deep and deep voice, he said "slowly".

The flow of time in this area is extremely weird, ten times slower than the real world.

Creatures who broke into it took ten times as much time as outside to take every step.

"Who is Time?"

The same slow voice asked, coming from the supervisor.

"If among the gods and demons of ancient times, who is the most difficult to kill, it is time.

"His spirit is to make everything extremely slow"

It took Huang a quarter of an hour to answer the supervisor.

In the real world, this sentence can be finished in ten breaths.

"I can't stand the speed of your talking"

The supervisor sighed:

"And you remind me of my disciple"

At this time, the sheep's head with a human face raised slightly, and looked up at a very slow speed:

"someone came in"

The supervisor said curiously:

"Hai, outside, still, have, high, hand?"

Huang didn't respond, he changed his course, turned around slowly, and returned to the way he came.

It took him a long time to finally leave this "slow" zone and return to the world where time flows normally.

"Stop pretending to be garlic!"

The golden pupils flashed fiercely, and he sneered:

"In today's Kyushu, apart from Xu Qi'an, the only one who can tear apart the barrier with brute force is that half-step Martial God from Southern Border.

"I guess it's Xu Qi'an, the half-step Martial God won't leave Southern Border, he has to restrain Buddhism."

At this time, he saw a butterfly condensed from the mist, flapping its wings, and lightly landed on a certain long horn, it was the one that sealed Jianzheng.

Huang exhaled lightly, blowing away the butterfly, turning it into mist and disappearing.

"I know that you, as the gatekeeper, will have special means here, but don't play tricks in front of me."