In this monotonous world, apart from the big hand covered in black oil below, there is only this endless sea of ??black oil.
There is no air here, but it is full of strong black hand breath. These extremely rich breaths gather together to form a huge pressure like the bottom of the sea. Coupled with the coercion of the black hand, ordinary monks, as long as they fall into Here, he would be crushed to death in an instant.
It is purely literally crushed to death. Before the mind is crushed by coercion, the body and soul have already been crushed to death.
The black-robed woman used Time Arrival to maintain the best state her body can achieve so far, but it is still a bit difficult to move forward.
If she fell into the black oil sea below, she felt that there was a high probability that her physical body would collapse under the pressure of being alive.
But now, a young man who looks very young, and under the suppression of the powerful aura here, has completely lost his aura, has floated up from the surface of the Black Oil Sea.
What this represents, the woman in black robe is too clear.
Except for the legendary one who has already escaped from here, there can be no second person.
The woman in the black robe froze in mid-air, her pupils slowly expanded, as if the entire pupils were occupied by the pupils, the muscles of her whole body were stiff, and the strength in her body seemed to be frozen there.
An emotion called fear continuously emerged from her eyes.
There is a saying that a newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, but it is afraid of wolves when it grows horns.
Sometimes the more you know, the more fear you will feel, and the clearer the gap in cognition, the more you will feel despair.
Just like at this moment, she is far more clear and profound than other people, what kind of existence is this being in front of her, and she also understands that facing this person in front of her, at first glance, she looks like a big man who has just been reincarnated. Dude, what kind of despair is it?
Looking up can only look up to the soles of the feet at most, but it is precisely because I can see the soles of the feet that I feel even greater despair.
Similarly, for Qin Yang, he can't even see the soles of his feet, and his cognitive height has not reached this level at all, and he has never experienced it personally.
It doesn't matter whether Sombra is called a magic fairy, a demon, or an ancient boss.
Between these titles, to Qin Yang, it is just a title.
When Sombra was at its peak, he might be much stronger than the Titled Daojun, but if he was a little stronger, he was still 10,000 points stronger, and there was no difference.
Just like when he was still young, the title of Daojun, to him, was just a big boss who could crush him to death with one finger.
Although at that time, a monk at the Lingtai could do this, so, for Qin Yang at that time, the only difference between a monk at the Lingtai and a titled Daoist was that the titled Taoist was stronger than a monk at the Lingtai, how much stronger, unimportant.
Moreover, from the first contact with the black shadow, to the suppression of the black shadow's consciousness, part of the power he infiltrated, and the condensed magic hand to Haiyan.
Qin Yang also never felt how strong Sombra was at its peak. At that time, he was already just a weak chicken with no strength and no sense of immortality.
With this kind of cognition, Qin Yang's impression of the black shadow is straight up, that is, oh, surpassing the title of Daojun.
And then, gone.
But at this moment, the black-robed woman had obviously never seen a black shadow incapacitated and furious. In addition, she could see the soles of her feet, as if she had encountered an invincible natural enemy in an instant.
Heiying made fun of it casually, and she was already frightened and stiffened.
She doesn't have the fearless mentality of the ignorant.
The black shadow floated in the black oil sea, his expression was calm, and there was a trace of indifference in his eyes. He was obviously looking up from the bottom up, but it seemed that he was the god standing on the clouds and looking down on the ants.
"Who told you about the information here?"
A simple sentence, but every word seemed to be whispered in her ears by countless monsters, turning into a spell that disturbed her mind.
In an instant, the black-robed woman's pupils dilated completely, as if she was dead, and unspeakable fear radiated from her whole body.
The fear in her heart could no longer be suppressed.
Just as she was about to say something, the black energy in her body spewed out from her seven holes, and that kind of gloomy, hopeless, dead silence, full of all kinds of negative emotions emerged like a surge.
Accompanied by the roar of despair as if falling into the abyss, the black air slowly condensed and turned into a black??Slowly overflowing, the true essence that already contains the power of the magic hand has extremely low repulsion with these black oils, and the true essence starts from the center and slowly overflows to the four directions.
Time passed bit by bit, and six hours later, Qin Yang's overflowing true essence, along the flow of black oil, enveloped the entire island, sensing the moment when it could be picked up.
Qin Yang immediately picked up the entire island without hesitation.
Wuguang floated, and a terrifying power emerged from Qin Yang's palm, and the silent island seemed to come to life instantly.
The huge coercion, Qin Yang, who had already refined it, couldn't bear it, and the bones all over his body were groaning in pain.
With a thought, the huge black hand shrunk rapidly, turned into the size of a palm, and fell into Qin Yang's palm.
And the sea of ??black oil below seemed to be summoned, and it continued to gather towards the black hand in his hand.
For a full three hours, the entire sea of ??black oil was completely swallowed up by black hands.
The whole world has completely turned into an empty void, and cracks appear on the boundary wall.
"Let's go, this is the secret realm that was forcibly opened by the power of my left hand. Now it has lost its support and is about to collapse." After leaving these words, the black shadow turned around and flew upwards.
Qin Yang thought for a while, put his hand, which was like black jade, and covered with a layer of black oil, into the eyes of the sea, and then flew up.
And the black tornado in the distance also dissipated, and the whole body was like a black monster, and the humanoid guy exuding fear all over his body was floating in the air, still roaring in his mouth.
On the clock dial hanging behind her, the hands were counting down, and there was only less than an hour left.
After Qin Yang flew away, the black-robed woman, whose consciousness had been overwhelmed by fear, floated there quietly for a while. When this secret realm was about to collapse completely, she followed Qin Yang's figure following her instinct, and chased after him together. come out. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com