Chapter 1064: The Strength of the Weak
As soon as the man's words fell, he suddenly raised his hand and grabbed at the preacher.
At this moment, the preacher only felt that his whole mind had fallen into a kind of dead silence, as if death had captured his heart, and it was possible to completely embrace him at any moment.
Such a terrifying situation made the preacher fall into indescribable fear in an instant.
And fear is the best factor that gives birth to potential, and an inexplicable force suddenly appeared in the heart of the preacher, and this power did not allow him to directly break free from the oppression of the person on the other side, nor did it let him break free from the palm of the person's grasp. But it allowed him to mobilize the infinite power that had been condensed before, the Qilin Cliff.
At this moment, this power came directly and violently pressed towards the peak quasi-saint.
The peak quasi-saint frowned.
He was naturally able to continue to grasp the sect preacher at this time, after all, although this force was powerful, because of the limitations of the realm of the person controlling it, the threat to the peak quasi-saint was not very great.
He was just allowed to be oppressed by this force, and at most he was a little uncomfortable, even if he was injured, he was only slightly injured. It will not affect his handling of the preacher at all.
It's a pity that for him, the preacher is just an ant. I just wanted to arrest him because I felt that he was disrespectful to him and lied to himself. In fact, the desire to exterminate the preachers is not resolute.
Under such circumstances, this new power appeared, and he naturally cared more about this power, and directly shifted his attention to the preacher to that power.
The mind is slightly moving. With a twist of his hand, he turned the palm that was originally grasping the preacher upwards, and grabbed the force that he had pressed down towards the upwards.
This power is the power emitted by the Qilin Cliff, and its power is so strong that it can be imagined.
But this person is also a pinnacle quasi-saint, and his supernatural power is so powerful that it is unimaginable.
In such a situation, the moment this grasp and that power collide together, it inspires unimaginable anomalies.
In an instant, an infinite brilliance erupted from the place where the two collided. On the palm of the man's hand. The power that was formless and insubstantial. It was directly embodied as a real object, like countless ribbons of light, grasped by his palm.
He was able to make that power manifest in physical form, but that power would not leave him unharmed.
In this moment. The momentum on his body stagnated slightly. The momentum that was originally wantonly exuded. It instantly became disorganized.
This momentum was scattered, and the preacher was instantly free.
With a loud roar, his hands raised in the air.
The entire Qilin Cliff was violently shaken.
Then. The void changed, and time and space condensed a strange creature in front of him. This creature is huge, with a dragon head and a horse body, scales and armor all around, and auspicious clouds on its feet, and it is a huge unicorn.
After this qilin was formed, he raised his head to the sky and roared, and then rushed towards the peak quasi-saint with a ruined momentum.
This peak quasi-saint was grasping the power of the Qilin Cliff, and suddenly found that there was a new power condensed in front of him and rushed towards him, raising his eyebrows, laughing, and said, "It's a good time." ”
As he spoke, he grabbed the right hand with the same light and power and pulled it suddenly, and the power was suddenly pulled by him, and in an instant, it turned around, and with a shock, it turned into a network and blocked directly in front of him, blocking in front of the body that the unicorn cliff collided with.
This unicorn is surrounded by formless and substantial flames, scorching the surrounding time and space, so that the time and space where it is located are all kinds of distortions, changing into all kinds of strange appearances, as if it is countless strange creatures, being wrapped by the unicorn, rushing straight towards the peak quasi-saint.
Where did the peak quasi-saint stand, and after blocking the power net in front of the qilin, a huge emperor phantom appeared directly behind him.
The imperial momentum that permeated this emperor Zhou was even stronger than this peak quasi-saint itself, and it was many times stronger. The place where it stands is almost a heaven and earth of its own, a world of its own, so that the void within a radius of hundreds of thousands of miles seems to have become the kingdom of this emperor, and everything is under the control of this emperor.
At this moment, the unicorn transformed by the power of the Qilin Cliff suddenly shook, and suddenly, as if the source of its power had been cut off, it became wilted and distorted at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Looking at that appearance, it seems that it will soon turn into nothingness, and it will become a bubble.
At this time, the Emperor Phantom behind the peak quasi-saint opened his mouth and shouted: "Disperse." ”
With this sound, the unicorn that had originally scorched time and space and distorted the heavens and the earth shook, directly disintegrating into countless tiny fragments, and finally disappeared completely, melting into nothingness, as if it had never appeared.
"It's a good idea, but it's a pity that the user is too weak. The peak quasi-saint sighed, raised his hand, and the preacher felt confused.
After coming back to his senses, he found that his neck had been grasped by one hand, his strength, his body, his soul, his thoughts, his perception, and all of them were completely locked by this palm in an instant, unable to shake in the slightest, let alone move the slightest.
"Who are you and why do you know me. The pinnacle quasi-saint asked the preacher in a declarative tone.
The preacher couldn't help but change his face slightly, and just as he wanted to find something to answer, he found that the palm of his hand shook slightly, and an indescribable strange vibration passed through the palm into his body.
With the vibration of this palm, the preacher only felt that his soul, his own will, his own perception, and his own qiē all transmitted an incomparably painful feeling.
This kind of pain surpassed a qiē, even if he was already the peak of the Dacheng quasi-saint, in his original era, he could overwhelm the powerful existence of many river systems and time and space, and he couldn't bear this kind of severe pain, and in an instant, he opened his mouth and let out a silent howl.
The peak quasi-saint heard this miserable howl, frowned, obviously not satisfied with this, and raised his hand to be shocked.
The howl was instantly suppressed. It's like being grabbed by the throat, and it disappears completely, but it's hard to spit out.
Obviously, it was the peak quasi-saint who was tired of the miserable howl of the preacher and directly eliminated his miserable howl, but it was not that he stopped torturing the preacher and made the preacher no longer suffer, so he no longer howled.
"You should recognize the present form. The man looked at the preacher and said lightly.
The preacher trembled and opened his mouth. It seems to be emitting an earth-shattering howl. But nothing could be revealed, as if his voice had completely disappeared.
After a while, he felt the pain go away from him, and he was able to speak.
It's obvious. It wasn't that the pinnacle would-be had forgiven him. And it was just that the peak quasi-saint wanted him to answer his question.
"I've seen you. You are one of the three masters of the universe. The preacher said in a hoarse voice.
"The Three Masters of the Universe? I thought about becoming the Lord of the Universe, but it seems that before I could do it, I discovered the vortex of this era. I came here straight through the vortex. You can't have seen me become the Lord of the Universe. The pinnacle quasi-saint said.
However, although he rejected the preacher's statement, he did not punish the preacher, which was completely different from when he knew that the preacher was lying.
The reason for this is very simple, but it is because he can feel that this time the preacher is not lying.
He vetoed it because he just wanted to know more.
As soon as his mind moved, he raised his hand and let go of the preacher, letting the preacher fall lightly in front of him.
The preacher was let go by him, no longer pinching his throat, and he naturally felt much lighter, but the power in his body, his body, his soul, his will, his perception, and qiē were still suppressed by some incredible force, making him seem to be free, but it was only a little better than what he looked like just now, in fact, it had not changed much, and he was still in the same situation.
"I probably know what's going on. "At this time, people are swordsmen and I am fish and meat, and the preacher can only use every means to dispel the dissatisfaction of this peak quasi-saint.
What happened between the Missionary Daoist and the Peak Quasi-Saint here was completely watched by the thousands of monks on the Qilin Cliff.
They were each shocked by what happened to the preacher. If the preacher was able to subdue them and make them obey the rules he had ordained, it naturally meant that the preacher was strong enough in their eyes, strong enough to bring them to their knees.
And at this moment, they found that when the new person appeared, the preacher was like a baby without the slightest ability to resist, and could only be kneaded by the other party like plasticine, such a fact can imagine how shocking it was to them.
At this moment, they still dare to discuss whether the preacher knows or does not know this newcomer, where do they dare to see why the preacher is so like this newcomer?
There is only one thought they have at this moment, that is, this person can calm down as much as possible, hoping that this person will vent his dissatisfaction and anger on the preacher, and not transfer his anger and dissatisfaction to himself and others.
This is the only thing they want, and it is also the most urgent desire in their hearts at this time.
That peak quasi-saint is an absolute self-centered monk, naturally he will not care about any qiē on this Qilin Cliff, he stood in front of the preacher, looked at the preacher with an extremely overlooking look, and said, "Say." ”
"These vortex of the times are not set up by me, they are set up by the disciples of the saints, and they connect the relatively independent eras. Each of these epochs connected by the vortex of this era can be traced to a specific period of time from the present time. But there is no chronological order between these epochs. As he spoke, the preacher was thinking about how to explain this complex issue as concisely as possible.
"I see. So, every era is a certain era in a different future?" The preacher originally thought about how much he had to explain before the other party could know, but he didn't expect that he just said this, and the peak quasi-saint had already suddenly realized, and opened his mouth to point out the final conclusion of the preacher.
"Exactly. However, now that he understood, the preacher breathed a sigh of relief. Hurriedly nodded.
"So, you have seen me in your own time who became the Lord of the universe, and I have entered the vortex of times from another future era. "That pinnacle quasi-holy path.
"I think it should be like this, otherwise it wouldn't make sense. So said the preacher.
"I see. So, who is the saint's disciple, the saint, and which saint is it? The pinnacle quasi-saint asked in the same declarative tone.
As soon as the preacher wanted to answer, the peak quasi-saint turned his gaze. "The man." Is it the saint's disciple?"
The direction of the preacher's gaze was exactly the monk he was looking at the location of the Dharma Hall thousands of miles away. He is the son of enlightenment.
Where do the preachers dare to cover up for the enlightened Daozi this time. He nodded immediately. "Exactly." ”
The peak quasi-saint nodded, and no matter how the preacher answered the question he had just asked, he stepped forward directly. In an instant, he crossed a distance of many thousands of miles, and came directly to the end of the Dharma Palace, standing beside the enlightened man.
He looked down at Wudaozi, watched him concentrate on the illusory Dharma Hall in front of him, and watched him perform all kinds of mysterious and mysterious magical methods there, his face was indifferent and even indifferent, and the momentum around him was faint, and there was a lofty momentum scattered everywhere.
For his arrival, Wudaozi didn't care at all, as if it was just a puppet, still focusing his attention on the Dharma Hall in front of him, and still using all kinds of magical powers to test and deduce the mystery of the Dharma Temple.
Seeing that Wudaozi didn't care about himself, the peak quasi-saint frowned, and raised his hand to shoot at Wudaozi.
This beat seems to be just a very ordinary and ordinary beat, as if it does not contain any trace of power, as if it does not contain any category beyond the ordinary person's beat, but it is such a beat, but it is an indescribable vigilance that makes Wudaozi's heart surge.
This kind of vigilance is an instinctive vigilance when life is threatened.
At this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses from his own world, his eyes froze, the entire Qilin Cliff shook slightly, and the entire void was completely frozen in an instant, making the peak quasi-saint feel that his entire body seemed to have been separated from the world, from heaven and earth, from time, and from space, as if he had fallen into an incomparably strange nothingness, let alone moving, even if the power in his body wanted to move, he couldn't do it.
"You shouldn't bother me. "Enlightenment said lightly.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and flicked it lightly towards the peak quasi-saint, and in an instant, an unimaginable force acted on the body of the peak quasi-saint, causing the entire body of the peak quasi-saint to receive an indescribable terrifying thrust, and it flew straight up in an instant, and flew upside down for millions of miles in a blink of an eye, directly hitting a cave where it was stored.
This cave collapsed with a bang, and it was the kind of collapse that was completely wrung into fine dust powder from the inside out, from top to bottom, and even from the time and space scale.
The owner of this cave was a monk at the peak of the Great Enlightenment - it was precisely because he was in such a state that he dared to approach the place where the Enlightened Son was in this way, and did not hide as far away as other monks.
At the moment when the cave was smashed into fine dust and powder, he finally reacted at the last moment, shook his body, and left the cave.
And the moment he left the cave, the cave turned into fine dust.
This fact, for this monk, was simply a kind of earth-shattering fear, which made him only feel cold sweat at this moment, and instantly made up his mind that the next time he had the opportunity to open a cave, he must open a cave in the farthest place from the Dharma Temple, and he must not continue to stay here.
While thinking like this, his figure shot even faster, and he walked towards the farthest position on this Qilin Cliff at the fastest speed.
The peak quasi-saint was directly bounced away by Wudaozi like this, and even the cave mansion that he hit had such a change, and the huge blow he himself suffered can be imagined.
At this moment, he was lying on top of the ruins of the cave, or the dust of the cave, his eyes were a little blank, and his face was extremely stunned.
"How is it possible? It was the same power, I was able to resist it easily before, why was it so easy to be subdued by the other party this time?"
After thinking about it for a while, he finally figured it out.
This is the true power of that power. The reason why he resisted that power so easily before was not that the power was too weak, but that the monk who used this power was too weak. You can't bring out the power of this power at all!
"Sure enough, he is worthy of being a saint. After understanding this, this peak quasi-saint slowly stood up and exclaimed with some admiration.
At this time, his body was in pain everywhere, the strength in his body was even more difficult to condense, his mind was also a little scattered, and the inside of his body could collapse and collapse at almost any time.
At this time, let alone fighting, even this posture of standing up had already exhausted his efforts, and he almost couldn't finish it.
"To be able to cultivate to the pinnacle of quasi-sainthood in the cultivation desert of the later generations, your comprehension is indeed impressive. But that's about it. Compared to the real peak quasi-saint, you still have a lot to learn. At this moment, the voice of the enlightened son came into his ears.
He looked up and found that in the blink of an eye, Wudaozi was already standing in front of him, looking at him with an indifferent look. (To be continued.) )