Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 3008 Space-time rules! (2 more)
"What... what?"

The eight evil kings all stared wide-eyed. In their eyes, Shenshui Yinji was synonymous with strength and the incarnation of the undefeated myth.

And at this moment, she was actually injured!

Even the previous Ye Weiyang couldn't hurt Shenshui Yinji at all, but at this moment, she was actually hurt.

And it seems that the injury is not light!
As for the Protoss camp, seeing this scene, they were extremely excited.

Kamisui Onhime is injured, and she is not invincible.

At least, with the power of all of them, Shenshui Yinji, a mythical and legendary figure from 5000 years ago, she was injured!

However, many people could see that although Ling Feng's sword had caused considerable injuries to Shenshui Yinji, his own situation was not optimistic.

"How can there be such a fast sword, even I can only see a little bit of the shadow."

Mu Xuanshuo, the deputy patriarch of the Jiuli God Clan, took a deep breath. He is not Shenshui Yinji. From his point of view, he did not find that the space was still, but only saw a dazzling light flashing away. He thought he was hallucinating.

"It's the rules of time and space!"

Mu Xuanxiao, who was at the side, said in a deep voice, his eyes had never been so serious, and the flashing images kept appearing in his mind, trying to analyze them.

"Space-time rules?"

Mu Xuanshuo was extremely shocked, the power of time and space, even those strong men who had stayed in the ancestral realm for hundreds of years, could not easily grasp it.

As for Ling Feng, he just broke through the ancestral realm when he died, and with the power of everyone and the blessing of the four spirit offerings, he barely reached the realm of the virtual fairy, so he can only be regarded as a false fairy.

Could it be that he could still hold his feet temporarily and directly awaken the talent of time and space rules?

If this is the case, his talent is too terrifying.

"This kid, I'm afraid something will go wrong!"

Among the Eight Great Evil Monarchs, the Killing Heaven Evil Monarch stared at Ling Feng coldly, and then turned his gaze to those warriors from the Protoss camp.

At this moment, they poured all their power into the four spirit offering tokens.

In other words, at this moment, they are nothing but lambs to be slaughtered.

If it was a last resort, even if he was punished by Shenshui Yinji, he would have to use some means.

For example, kill all these warriors who provided Ling Feng with a source of strength!

In this way, Ling Feng's realm will definitely fall back to the ancestral realm, and in this way, he will not have the capital to compete with Shenshui Yinji.

This is certainly a shame for Shenshui Yinji, but for those evil cultivators who have no principles and no bottom line, it is nothing more than normal.

……

"call……"

Ling Feng breathed out a breath of cold air, and looked down at the wound on his shoulder. The entire wound seemed to be frozen, and the cold air was constantly eroding his limbs and bones. A thin layer of frost had condensed on his body surface. .

This kind of cold air is even more terrifying than the broken sky surveying ice soul obtained by Yan Jinghong before.

Although in terms of rank, Shenshui Yinji's cold energy may not be as good as Xuntian Bingpo, but Shenshui Yinji's Yin and cold power is really too strong, and the Yin and cold rules she has mastered may have reached the Xuanling Continent peak level.

Silently operating the power of chaos, transforming the cold air that invaded his body, a layer of raging flames ignited around Ling Feng.

Under the infusion of Xuxian-level power, although it can't reach the level of the monster dragon Jingshihuo, in terms of absolute power, it is much higher than the flame that fused with Mu Qianxue before.

The hand that held the hand that was destroyed in all directions trembled slightly, and Ling Feng was panting heavily. For the sword just now, he first created a virtual fairy-level clone with a great creation technique, and then spent a lot of power. Stimulate the imprint of time and space left by Taixu Zhoulong.

If it weren't for the existence of this space-time imprint, it would be almost impossible for him to slow down Shenshui Yinji's time flow in a short period of time.

However, he still did it!
"The rules of time and space are worthy of being among all attributes, the existence of conferring kings and gods. Sure enough, this is an inexhaustible gold mountain. Even if it is only a trace of the power of time and space, it is immeasurable!"

Ling Feng sighed in his heart.

Ling Feng was very satisfied with his own sword attempt just now, but he also knew that he just borrowed the power of Taixu Zhoulong.

He didn't really grasp this kind of power, and he could only control the power of time and space for a short period of time.

But despite this, he still suffered a great backlash, just like the "time-space replacement" before. The power of time and space is powerful, but the side effects are also very obvious.

It's like the backlash caused by mortals using the power of gods.

On the opposite side, Shenshui Yinji's eyes were also fixed on Ling Feng, showing a trace of fear.

The threat Ling Feng posed to her was too great. If she hadn't reacted at the last moment and made a move in time to force Ling Feng back from the sword just now, I'm afraid her injury would have been even worse.

After all, she is far from her peak state now.

However, Shenshui Yinji seemed even more excited, and a trace of fighting spirit ignited in her eyes.

The height is not cold.

But at this moment, she was finally at the peak of the mountain, waiting for the latecomers.

"Even if I was at my peak, I could only scratch the surface of the rules of time and space. I didn't expect that there would be a genius like you in the latecomers!"

Shenshui Yinji smiled lightly, her dimple was like a flower, but it gave people a feeling that even the soul would freeze.

Ling Feng took a deep breath, and said in a deep voice: "The waves behind the river push the waves ahead. Seniors have created their own brilliance. Even if each is their own master, this junior still has some respect for seniors in his heart. It's a pity that he dies Don't you feel that if you don't die, you will be reborn as an evil spirit, and you will damage your own reputation?"

"Boy, what nonsense!"

That Heyang Xiejun yelled violently, "Stop talking shit there, Lord Yin Ji's return is a grand event to return to the pinnacle and change the world, and the prestige of Lord Yin Ji will only rise to a higher level. How could it be you juniors? I can understand."

A group of powerful evil kings also cursed at Ling Feng.

Shenshui Yinji's face didn't fluctuate at all, she just raised her hand, and the evil energy of water gathered again.

"Since senior is obsessed with obsession, I can only fight to the death!"

Ling Feng took a deep breath, but a thick and powerful voice came from his ears, "Don't fight her, use the power of the sacrifice token to seal her!"

This voice, Ling Feng could hear, was the voice of Ye Changtian, the patriarch of the Haotian God Clan.

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched, and he suddenly realized that although he had temporarily reached the realm of imaginary immortals, this power obviously couldn't last.

Ye Weiyang's bitter battle before had consumed too much of everyone's energy.

He has no chance of a protracted war.

Therefore, although Ling Feng really wanted to defeat Shenshui Yinji head-on, he couldn't afford it, and those protoss warriors couldn't afford it.

It's just that in this short confrontation, there were several god race warriors, their vitality was drained, and they passed out.

(End of this chapter)