Taishang Immortal Brigade

Chapter 428 The Battle of Space
The God of Good Fortune turned over, and the space around him rippled. I saw this huge monster constantly slapping the surrounding space. Gradually, everyone present felt their bodies became heavier and their breathing became more and more difficult. Some people looked around and found that there was a hazy The white mist squeezed towards them, and finally someone realized something was wrong and shouted loudly, "This god carp is compressing the space."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar. Immortal cultivators are in the space, and they are restricted by the space where they stand. Ordinary space can allow immortal cultivators to walk like the wind, leap and fly, but if the space condenses, it will be extremely difficult. Greatly suppress the actions of immortal cultivators, and the lower the cultivation level, the greater the impact on immortal cultivators.

At present, the carp breeding space is gradually compressed by the God of Good Fortune, and the foundation-building and Qi-refining cultivators who are cultivated underground can no longer bear it. Not only can they not float in the air, but even breathing has become difficult. Many people's pores ooze blood, Obviously overwhelmed.

Daoist Shuangli couldn't avoid accidental injuries to his disciples, so he hurriedly shouted, "The monks of Shenli Island listen to the order, all those who have not cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage will be evacuated, and stand by outside the carp raising space."

At this moment, the hole in the space that was broken by God Carp still exists, and the middle and low-level disciples of God Carp Island rushed out of the real world. Whack.

The cultivators of Nightless Island did not withdraw. They were under the tremendous pressure brought by the condensation of space, and their faces flushed. Originally, the immortal cultivators were separated by ten arms, but under this oppression, the immortal cultivators were squeezed out. Together, except for the Nascent Soul cultivator and Huashen Jueding, the rest of the cultivators all looked embarrassed and ugly, obviously unable to resist the pressure of space.

Flame ignited on the bodies of Lie Vulcan and Zhu Rongli, heating up and expanding the surrounding space, resisting the process of space compression, and the two of them cast spells silently to resist, obviously it was not easy to do so.

The fire-drinking layman waved his sleeves, and countless blood-red light spots flew out from the wide cuffs, like fireflies by the river on a summer night. In the crowd, these light spots flew over, and the immortal cultivators felt relaxed all over their bodies, and the pressure caused by the condensation of space disappeared.

Xia He looked at the Fenjiehuo flying in front of him, grabbed one with great interest, put it in his palm to observe carefully, and finally confirmed that it was the Fenjiehuo he had dreamed of.

Xia He collected a few Burning Realm Fires calmly, and after making sure that no external changes were caused, he safely transferred the Burning Realm Fires into the Fusion Real Fire. At this moment, the Fusion Real Fire powerfully calcines the space fragments, and the crystal clear fragments like mica pieces are destroyed. The burning continued to squirm, but there was no sign of burning the world fire. Xia He knew that this was a lack of an opportunity, and the few points of the burning world fire that he had earned were the introductions to trigger the opportunity.

Sure enough, as soon as the Fenjiehuo fell into the real fusion fire, it immediately seemed to add fuel to the fire, and the space fragments immediately melted into a bomb of liquid, which was as clear as water at first, and then gradually turned blood red. The liquid burst out under the burning of the real fusion fire A thread of white smoke, the liquid seems to be drawn by countless filaments, slowly rising into the air.

No one noticed that Xia He's closed eyes were bleeding red, the space outside his body became extremely unstable, and the space cracks as thin as a hair were born and disappeared instantly, while the situation inside him was equally tense, the blood-red liquid formed by space fragments It was burned to the extreme, and finally evaporated into a red mist-like gas.

Xia He was overjoyed, and fused with the real fire several times, and finally condensed the cloud of red mist into a weak flame. The Burning Realm Fire was refined in this way. Although there was only an extremely weak trace, it gave Xia He the possibility to grow stronger. The burning world fire can absorb other burning world fires to develop and grow by burning space debris. This is really good news that makes Xia He overjoyed.

Once the Burning Realm Fire was smelted, Xia He felt that the world in front of him suddenly changed dramatically. The originally transparent and almost invisible space fragments were clearly discernible, and the movement of the God of Creation in the distance became more and more obvious, and the space around it was disturbed. Like the churning of the sea, as the texture of the scales around the god carp continuously rotates, the space is gradually compressed and condensed around the god carp of fortune.

Xia He looked around. The Nascent Soul cultivators who were on the same front as him were all surrounded by turbulent space. Not only were they unable to move, but they also had to bear the pressure of the continuously compressed space. Fortunately, the burning world fire in the shape of light spots emitted waves of ripples. , These ripples are produced by space vibrations, constantly offsetting the oppression brought by the god carp, but Xiahe feels that this situation cannot last, the god carp has lived in the carp breeding space for many years, and knows the situation in this small cave, It is only a matter of time before the space can be compressed to a small size, but the fire-drinking layman does not always protect everyone. There will be a moment when his strength will not be able to withstand the compressed space to the extreme. At that time, all the fire-drinking layman can do is Abandon the car to save handsome.

Xia He thought to himself that at least he had cultivated the Fenjiehuo. Even if the space was compressed, he would still be able to fight. If the fire-drinking layman removed the protection of the Fenjiehuo, he would be able to avoid the predicament of waiting to die. See if you can find space fragments that are close enough to grow and grow the Burning World Fire. This search really yielded a lot. Xia He immediately made a secret move, sucking the space fragments that did not dissipate into his hands. After throwing the space debris into the Burning World Fire , It immediately melted and disappeared, and the Burning Realm Fire grew a lot, but compared to Xiaocheng's Fusion Real Fire, it was still a little weaker.

The god of fortune drove the space to his side continuously, and the originally invisible space became smaller and smaller, revealing a white mist-like boundary, and white lines appeared in the extremely solid space, and as the space was further compressed, the white lines became smaller and smaller. more densely.

Seeing that the space for raising carp is getting smaller and smaller, not only the three Huashen on the Nightless Island, but also the Nascent Soul monks and the monks below can see the weakness of such a passive defense. Questioning loudly, the crowd gradually became agitated, and the monks of Evernight Island were worried about their own fate, and they all bowed their heads and whispered.

Lie Huo saw that it was not a problem. Just as he was about to speak to the layman drinking fire, the island owner waved his hand and said, "Agni, ask the monks under him to do it again. The island master has started to fight back."

The God of Raging Fire passed on the order, and the fire cultivators started to act. They gathered mana and fire energy just now to assist the fire drinker to summon the sky fire. Now the sky fire veil has not dissipated. They really don't know what is the use of gathering mana this time. The monks obeyed the order of the island master and contributed as much as possible of their remaining mana.

The fire-drinking layman received the second wave of mana transmission, and the momentum leaked out of his body became more majestic. He held the sky fire veil in his palm. As time passed, the veil became more solid, from ethereal at first to slippery later. The silk is as splendid as silk, and anyone can see that the power of Tianhuo has been further enhanced by the fire-drinking layman, and what he must do next is to launch a thunderous blow against the god of good fortune.

Good Fortune God Carp still seems to be playing in the compressed space. With the further compression of the space, the high-level monks of God Carp Island gradually couldn't bear it. Taoist Shuangli did not burn the world fire to resist the space compression. Everyone's attack, it would be bad if he took action to disrupt the situation, and it would easily arouse the anger of the god carp. The Taoist Shuangli made a decision to take the remaining monks from the island of god carp away from the carp raising space, but they did not go far, but stopped Around the opening of the space leading to the outside world, one can watch the battle nearby, and if the cultivators of Nightless Island want to escape, they can block the enemy.

With the withdrawal of the cultivators from God Carp Island, only the Good Fortune God Carp and Nightless Island forces are left in the space for raising carp. At this time, the space has been compressed extremely. The Nascent Soul cultivators couldn't bear it, but the Fire Drinking Layman has not issued an order for the middle and low-level monks to retreat. Xia He knew that he regarded these people as tools to provide magical assistance.

God of Creation keeps compressing the space, and sooner or later it will reach the limit. At that time, the layman drinking fire is too busy to take care of himself, and he will definitely give up these people. Now these monks spare no effort to contribute mana, without knowing that their death is approaching. Xiahe can't help but lament the cruelty of layman drinking fire.

Xia He was meditating, and the power of the sky fire on the other side had been greatly enhanced. The fire-drinking layman held a fiery red silk-like sky fire gauze, and scattered it towards the surrounding space. The horse has grown to fill the space with a radius of ten miles. The spirit of the sky fire gauze is restrained, and it looks fiery red at once, but people can't feel any heat. Being firmly resisted, the space can no longer be further compressed.

Seeing this, the god of fortune was in a hurry, no longer the leisurely and comfortable before, his round body twisted, and rushed towards the space filled with the sky fire veil, the monks hiding behind were all shocked, if the sky fire veil couldn't stop them, they could It is necessary to go up hard.

The god of good luck flew over in an instant, watching the familiar Tianhuo veil shaking its fins, and then tentatively sent a series of bubbles to the skyhuo veil that was filled with floating algae. The bubbles flew into the sky to occupy the space, and immediately slowed down. Just a few feet away, it collided with a large piece of sky fire gauze, and the gauze burst out with innumerable large sparks, sparks splashed everywhere, every bubble was hit by thousands of sparks at the same time, and disappeared before the explosion.

Seeing this scene, the God of Creation carp seemed to be recalling the fact that his beard and tail tip were burned off. The reason why it is so slow is that it absorbs a large piece of space onto its body, turns it into a core surrounded by space, and rushes towards the space occupied by Tianhuo.

With a bang, the two spaces finally collided, and the God of Creation stretched from head to tail, as if using extreme force, and the sky fire gauze opposite it was no longer scattered as before, but shrunk into a big ball , the fiery red steam rose up, continuously heating up the space.

(End of this chapter)