Chapter 774

But at this time, the crowd was surprised to find that Yin Zhicheng was so powerful and murderous, but he never got close to Lin Xianer and others. He took a step forward and then took a step backward, as if he was in the space of reincarnation.

"What's going on?" Yin Zhicheng's face is full of astonishment. He finds that everything in his own space seems to be going backwards, like walking a bridge that can never reach the other side.

"It's impossible. I'm in charge of space. I'm in charge of all the places. No one can trap me!" Yin Zhicheng does not believe in evil, continues to try, constantly forward.

The result is still the same, he can never get close to Lin Xianer and others, the impact of a long time, or in situ.

Xuan Zihui and others all see the problem. Yin Zhicheng's space is completely controlled by others, and even the time goes back, and everything is constantly coming back.

"Death

At this time, a cold sound suddenly came out in the space without need, and then a terrible vortex appeared in the space, with extremely terrible suction.

Yin Zhicheng resisted, only to find that it was useless at all. At this time, the space he grasped lost its function under the suction of the vortex.

"Out!" Yin Zhicheng drinks coldly and smashes his fist at the whirlpool.

Boom!!!

A burst of earth shaking explosion, the void produced a terrible impact, so that people's hearts are trembling.

However, even so, Yin Zhicheng failed to smash the vortex. On the contrary, because of the blow just now, the void collapsed and the vortex directly shrouded heaven and earth, and Yin Zhicheng was swallowed into the void in an instant.

After a short shock, the world returned to calm. The crowd was shocked to find that Yin Zhicheng had disappeared. In front of the emperor's building, there was no trace of Yin Zhicheng, as if he had disappeared out of thin air.

"So he was killed by the mysterious monk?" The crowd thought with fear.

Xuanzihui and others in the imperial building were also shocked. Zhicheng was good at the method of space. In his place, it was very difficult to defeat him in space. But under the cover of the terrible whirlpool, he disappeared directly. The method of space he mastered seemed to be invalid in the face of mysterious people.

Dong Dong!!!

All of a sudden, a dull noise came from the distant land, like a wild monster, constantly stepping on the ground with huge four feet, making the whole land tremble at this time.

Along with the tremor are the hearts of the monks.

On the tenth floor of the emperor's building, Xuan Zihui and others looked up and looked in one direction. At the end of the line of sight, a man with great posture appeared. He stepped out steadily, step by step. Every step down, the earth roared, and the crowd around him trembled, as if every step was in everyone's heart, Make them shudder.

Boom!!

Boom!!!

This man of great stature does not walk fast, but has certain rules. The shaking force produced by each step seems to blend with the laws of heaven and earth, producing a wonderful resonance.

In the hands of this great man, there was a man, covered with blood, in a state of confusion, as if he had experienced a great disaster of life and death.

"I'm determined to succeed!" Xuan Zi Hui's eyes twitch and opens his mouth to shout.

Yin Zhicheng, who disappeared suddenly not long ago, was the one who was held in his hand. He was seriously injured and bloody. He was held in his hand like a chicken. He had less air in and more air out,

At this time, the crowd also saw Yin Zhicheng, with a look of horror. Yin Zhicheng, who had been majestic before, was held in his hand, covered with blood. No one knows how he was beaten like this.

People's eyes, have fallen on the calm straight figure, contain surprise.

This is a young man, probably in his twenties. His long black hair, like ink, flutters wantonly on his back. He wears a plain white robe. It's not very close to his body. It's a bit loose. On the contrary, it seems that this young man in white is out of the dust, just like an immortal.

But when he walked, there was a great momentum, as if the God King came, and he was invincible. The crowd got out of the way and did not dare to stop him.

This young man's accomplishments are so terrible that people can't guess.

Dong Dong Dong!!!

Young monk, step by step toward the imperial building, at his feet of the earth, from the beginning of the tremor, to the end, there are cracks, and these cracks are still expanding.

Until, under the gaze of countless people, the young monk, carrying Yin Zhicheng in his hand, finally stepped out with a bang and stopped here.

"Click, click!"

Although the young people stopped, but under this foot, the crack did not stop, crazy spread, straight to the emperor building.

The crowd was shocked. Is this going to shatter the ancient building?

However, the crack spread to the emperor building, then gradually stopped, and finally from the building, only half a Zhang away.

Facts have proved that it is not so easy to be destroyed if it can stand in a remote place for 80000 years.

"Click!!"

A burst of sound, suddenly came out in the silence, a pair of eyes, suddenly opened, extremely shocked to see the emperor downstairs cracks.

Saw originally stopped crack, at this time suddenly burst open again, crazy toward the emperor building.

Wheezing!!!

The imperial building is blessed with divine power, which breaks out the air of terror and waves out a circle of strange power to stop the cracking force on the imperial building.

"You have practiced martial arts here." The young friar with Yin Zhicheng in his hand said coldly.

It's a great power of martial arts. It's cultivated in the emperor's building, and it's branded with peerless Qi. It makes the emperor's building as a magic weapon. If it doesn't work, the 18 storey emperor's building is nothing but a huge mountain, which will collapse in an instant.

Although the emperor's building is fine after all, the crack has been spreading from the emperor's building, making the emperor's building almost hanging on the edge of a cliff.

Upstairs Xuan Zihui and others, one by one shaking, even the power of the stars are used, otherwise can't stand up straight body.

On the 18th floor of the imperial building, there was a trace of power, but no one noticed it. Only the young man with Yin Zhicheng in his hand looked at the 18th floor.

"Who's coming? Let Yin Zhicheng go, or I'll kill you!" Xuanzihui drinks. Even though the young man is very strong, the foundation of Junzi society is stronger. In Shengzhou, they are fearless. Even if they come to the ruins, they have nothing to worry about.

"Jiang Feng!" The young man in white stares at Xuan Zihui, with a cold color in his eyes.