I saw that the injured master of the middle stage of the Tenth Realm Creation went straight to the Ming Nine Heavens like a bamboo.

The so-called Thousand Hands Dao Dharma is as vulnerable as tofu in front of him, and he is about to be killed in front of Ming Jiutian.

This guy from the Tenth Realm is really powerful, Ming Jiutian frowned, although he knew his situation, he had no intention of retreating at all, and the seal knot on his hand was not messed up at all.

The severed arm of the Thousand Hand Dao Dharma Appearance actually grew rapidly again, pressing towards the mid-creation master as always.

But Rao is like this, the speed of the growth of the law phase still can't make up for the speed of being cut off.

"Boy, this master admits that you do have a bit of a doorway, but unfortunately your performance should end here" As soon as this person's voice fell, he had already killed the nine days before the Ming Dynasty.

"Poof...".

The heavens and the earth fell silent in an instant, and the light of the Thousand Hands Dao Dharma Aspect flickered twice before disappearing.

The seal knot on Ming Jiutian's hand had already stopped, and a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out, looking at the position of his abdomen with a shocked expression.

There, one of the right hands of the mid-creation master of the Tenth Realm had already pierced into it, and blood was gushing.

"Haha..."

Ming Jiutian, who was still stunned, suddenly changed his complexion, and actually laughed, and that smile looked particularly weird against the background of blood.

"What are you laughing at?"

Such a scene made the masters of the middle stage of the tenth creation a little unclear, so they could still laugh in the face of death.

At this moment, the abnormal change protruded, and I saw that the position of the wound in Ming Jiutian's abdomen was actually rising little by little, and it visually felt like something was burning.

Sensing the change, the face of the master in the middle of the tenth realm of creation changed, and he hurriedly pulled his hand out of Ming Jiutian's abdomen, only then did he see what was happening.

I saw that there was a little purple qi attached to his right hand, and under the effect of that purple qi, his entire right hand was beginning to annihilate at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had turned into sand and fluttered in the wind.

"It's... This... Is this the breath of nothingness that is hard to find through the ages? Yes... Nope..."

The frightened mid-creation masters of the Tenth Realm understood the reason for it for the first time.

Even if he wanted to break his head, he couldn't figure out that such a terrifying chaotic alien void qi would actually be hidden in Ming Jiutian's body.

What made him even more incomprehensible was that this void qi actually didn't hurt Ming Jiutian in the slightest.

"Poof..."

Looking at the arm that was dying quickly, this mid-creation master of the Tenth Realm was ruthless enough, and he actually came to break his wrist for the first time, and retreated in a hurry.

Ming Jiutian, who got rid of the worry of his life, was no longer able to support it, and fell directly from the sky.

It took a long time to struggle to get up from the ground.

And at this time, I also happened to see that the mid-creation master of the Tenth Realm was using the severed limb regeneration supernatural power.

But it's a pity that with his strength in the middle of the creation of the world, the power of regeneration of severed limbs actually failed, and I don't know if it is the power of nothingness that is doing the trick.

"Haha..., you old yam egg, do you have the ability to come over?" Ming Jiutian wiped a handful of blood on his face and teased with a playful expression.

"You..."

Hearing Ming Jiutian's sarcastic words, although he was very angry in his heart, he knew the power of the void qi, so he did not act rashly.

"Haha..."Seeing the embarrassment of the people of the Tenth Realm, Ming Jiutian laughed heartily again.

Boom...

As soon as Ming Jiutian's laughter fell, he was hit in the back by a huge force, and the whole person was knocked out like a meteor, and he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood again, but he struggled to stand up.

"Ahem... Haha..., how? Is there a substitution? "Ming Jiutian was covered in blood, but in words he refused to give in at all.

"This son is weird, I'm afraid that it will change later, and it will be resolved quickly..."

As soon as the words fell, the late stage of creation who was in charge of blocking Ming Jiutian's retreat before heard the words and slowly walked towards Ming Jiutian.

That person's speed was not fast, but it made Ming Jiutian feel like falling into an ice cave.

At the moment, he is not an opponent or a seriously injured body, and he really can't think of any effective way to save himself in a short period of time.

"Ge Lao Zidi, Ben Shao stoned you to death..."

In desperation, Ming Jiutian picked up an object on the ground casually, and without looking at what it was, he threw it towards the man.

Until that thing came out of his hand, Ming Jiutian saw clearly what it was, it was actually the bald old dog that the Mixed Kun Patriarch had been dragging all the time, and now Ming Jiutian was looking at the handful of dog hair in his hand.

"Bang..."

Looking at the bald old dog that was thrown over, the man smiled disdainfully, raised his leg and kicked the bald old dog out directly.

The power of this kick was really not small, and I saw that the bald old dog who was kicked out crashed straight into the opposite cliff, stirring up debris in the sky.

Looking at the bald old dog that was kicked out, I don't know if it was exhausted, Ming Jiutian's body was no longer able to support it, and he couldn't help but sit on the ground until the person walked to Ming Jiutian.

"Whoa..."

Originally, the man was about to make a move on Ming Jiutian, but he didn't know if he was interrupted by this soft sound, so he couldn't help but turn his gaze to the side, which was where the bald old dog fell.

Seeing that man's expression became more and more solemn, Ming Jiutian was also attracted by this scene, but there was nothing else over there except a piece of rubble.

"Whoa..."

As the two of them watched without blinking, a bald dog's paw poked out of the rubble.

The funny thing is that the dog's paws actually moved gently like a human, giving people the feeling that they had just woken up and stretched.

"Isn't it really dead? Or was it brought to life? Ming Jiutian looked at the dog's paw with a stunned expression.

Boom... A bang.

At this moment, there was a loud bang from the ruins, and the rubble that had been buried in the bald old dog was immediately shaken out.

After the smoke cleared, everyone finally saw the bald old dog, the bald old dog was still the bald old dog.

In addition to the fact that the hair is a little serious, it is not too much to describe it as skinny, but it is a little thin, but there is a proud posture.

"Yes, yes, it is impossible to carry a dead dog with him all the year round in the name of the Patriarch of the Mixed Kun, this dog looks a little thinner, but it is definitely brave..."

I saw that the bald old dog, who was still majestic, had just taken a step, and then fell to the ground, and really fell into the mud.

"I thought it was something remarkable, but it turned out to be a false alarm," the man said with disdain as he looked at the bald old dog that had fallen.

"I'm sorry, I've been sleeping for a long time, and my legs are a little numb..."At this moment, the bald old dog that had fallen stood up again.

Looking at the bald old dog who stood up again, the hope that had just been extinguished in Ming Jiutian's heart burned again, and he didn't know where the confidence came from.

"Old dog, don't want to die and get out of the way"

When the man saw the bald old dog standing up again and walking towards him, he couldn't help but shout angrily.

"Can't speak, slap mouth...", and listened to the bald old dog's voice, and as soon as the figure fell, he disappeared in place.

"Smack...".

I saw that the face of the person in the tenth realm left a dog's scratch mark, the color was dark purple, and it looked very painful at first sight.

This...

Ming Jiutian looked at the changes on the field with a stunned face, such speed, such power, it was completely different from the bald old dog that looked like a dead dog before, what kind of dog is this?