Chapter Ninety-Four: Turbulence of Time and Space
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Naturally, Qingming's space-time bloodline could not be used to resurrect only one time slot, otherwise it would be impossible for the Sikong family to agree to that plan at the beginning.
"Another one?" Qian Tang smiled.
Looking up, it was a middle-aged man, with a pair of tiger eyes, a face like a knife, and he was not angry and arrogant.
"You're Qian Tang?" His voice was low, and he looked at Qian Tang and asked.
"Not bad." A hint of a smile appeared on Qian Tang's pale face.
"In Xia Sikong Long, it's better to give a face to the contemptible people, and I won't make a move when you don't embarrass you." Sikong Long clenched his fist.
"You think too highly of yourself, don't you?" Na'er chuckled, and the red dress fluttered in the wind like a rainbow.
Sikong Long also seemed to be attracted by Na'er's world-like appearance, and couldn't help but take a few more looks.
"I'm different from him." Sikong Long pointed to the time and said.
"It's different." Qian Tang nodded, "He's just a fake, and you're the real Sikong Ancestor." ”
Time Moment's face was a little unbearable, "What is a fake?" He looked a little angry.
"You know it yourself." Qian Tang did not continue.
"So, are you going to retreat here, or do you want to fight?" Sikong Long asked.
"You can be resurrected, I think it's because of his blood, right?" Qian Tang pointed at Qingming and said, "The power of space is indeed very powerful, and it is really terrifying to be able to move at will regardless of the region." ”
"If I retreat like this, how will you compensate him?" Qian Tang asked.
"The bloodline of time and space cannot exist in the world." Sikong Long bowed his waist slightly, looking very humble, but his tone was very tough, "If you strip his blood, I can promise to give him a lifetime of glory, and life and death are worry-free." ”
"Life and death? There are no worries from life to death, hahaha......" Qian Tang said in a cold voice: "The Sikong family is really generous." ”
Sikong Long's waist bowed deeper, "Even if we can tolerate him, this day ......" He pointed to the sky and said, "This day can't tolerate him." ”
"God?" Qian Tang sneered, "Do you think that the Heavenly Dao can tolerate you since the resurrection of ancient times? You are the ones who have changed your life against the heavens. ”
"The reason why we were able to resurrect was the acquiescence of the Heavenly Dao, not really going against the sky, you are the ......" Sikong Long's waist was almost bowed to ninety degrees.
"Two cowards, you don't even dare to say it, that's how you are in this life." The disdain on Qian Tang's face was even thicker.
"What if I don't?" Qian Tang said suddenly.
Of course, Sikong Long knew what he meant by what he meant if he was not allowed - he was not allowed to deprive Qingming of his space-time bloodline!
Qingming fainted on the ground, his face still as pale as paper.
Sikong Long glanced at Qingming, and then said, "There is only one battle!" ”
"Oh?" Qian Tang became interested, "Why are you fighting with me?" Know that you are no match for me. ”
"I can't kill you, but I can trap you." Sikong Long said.
"The power of space, the god of space, can indeed trap me, but you can't trap me forever, do you know what I will do when I come out?" Qian Tang looked at Sikong Long.
"Kill me, destroy the Sikong clan." Sikong Long said.
"Now that you know, you're going to do it?" Qian Tang seemed to be a little confused.
"Yes." Sikong Long's attitude was surprisingly tough.
"I don't understand." Qian Tang shook his head.
Of course, Sikong Long understood what he meant by not understanding what he said, since he knew that he couldn't trap him forever, why did he risk his death to offend him.
"I don't understand why you want to protect him like this." Sikong Long asked.
Qian Tang smiled, "Because he can help me." ”
"You're already so powerful, what else can't you do?" Sikong Long's forehead was already covered with beads of sweat for some reason.
"Didn't you already guess that?" Qian Tang looked at Sikong Long and said with a smile.
Sikong Long's heart was shocked, "Then I may have to kill him to rest assured." ”
Qian Tang didn't seem to be afraid, he raised his head and looked into the distance, as if he was waiting for someone, "It's a pity, he can't die." ”
Qian Tang's face became more and more pale, he coughed lightly, and Na'er behind him gently patted his back, Qian Tang signaled that she was okay, but Na'er's eyes were full of worry.
"Then it depends on how much strength you have after you use that move?" Qian Tang looked at Sikong Long.
Sikong Long's whole person had suddenly floated into the sky, pinching his hands with his hands, his handprints were very strange, each handprint seemed to be very heavy and slow.
Every time the mudra changes the sky, there is a more color, and finally when the sky becomes colorful,
Boom,
The sky seemed to be broken, and all kinds of clouds poured down, heading straight for Qian Tang.
"It's too late to make a move!" Sikong Long shouted.
A cruel smile appeared on the face of the time moment, and with a wave of his hand, the power of time turned into a sixth color and merged into the clouds.
"Time and space turbulence, endless exile!"
Qian Tang pushed Na'er out, "Time and space turbulence?" ”