That giant sphere, or an unfinished game world, began to collapse as soon as it squeezed into the cultivation world.

Although its squeezing caused considerable trauma to the fixed structure of the cultivation world itself and even caused an astonishing tide of vitality, its own structure could not withstand this impact force.

It began to crack into countless pieces, and countless pieces were in the tide of the clouds, just like countless chaotic flying swords and out-of-control warships flying and impacting.

However, these pictures were not the focus of He Lingxiu's eyes at this time. Even if the tide of the vital energy in the sky and the fragments generated by the collapse of the world and the tear-up of the vital energy laws may affect her and Fang Fang, she did not have any concerns.

Her eyes were always staring at the stream of light.

The center of the streaming light is a practitioner.

The information in her mind instantly made her judge the identity of this world and this practitioner.

The Holy Lord of Yining!

That unbuilt martial arts world.

The inheritor of the Emperor's Dao, the inheritor of the Emperor's Dao, was trapped in the unfinished martial arts world. According to her previous understanding, she must truly understand the laws of the Emperor's Dao before she can return to the realm of cultivation.

But what she didn't expect was that their operations were accidentally dragging the unbuilt martial arts world in.

What made her feel palpitations was that the Emperor's Dao was always the Emperor's Dao, the ultimate use of laws and original power. This unbuilt martial arts world was originally a product that exceeded the technical level of the cultivation world in the old era. In a sense, it can be seen as an evolutionary version of the cultivation world.

The technological level and the power of law it contains are originally beyond the line of cultivation.

At this time, she was sure that the existence of the light was Yining Saint Lord, but what she was even more certain was that Yining Saint Lord was far stronger than the Yining Saint Lord she had known before.

At the door of the Changsheng View, Zheng Puguan, who stood with his hands behind his back, also narrowed his eyes deeply.

He also sensed a strong threat at the first time.

In the next moment, two gusts of water vapor surged under his feet.

The water vapor continued to crack, and there seemed to be no strong fluctuations of vitality, but his figure had already torn apart the void and disappeared like a ghost at the door of the Contemporary View of Eternal Life.

boom!

The flowing light broke through the crater-like tide of vitality, and countless crystal cracks appeared in the sky. Among these cracks, unique patterns appeared. Then it seemed to solidify in the sky, cutting off countless rising beams of water vapor.

The streaming light suddenly stopped, and the Saint Yining, wrapped in the streaming light, stopped casting and suddenly took a step back.

A large amount of vitality gathered under her feet, and then it seemed like she had stepped into the essence and into shattered glass.

Just as she took this step back, Zheng Puguan's figure appeared in the air in front of her.

He was in the center of her and the oval moon. In her pupils was a black dot in the brightness, but his body had already exuded the momentum of thousands of troops.

Swish!

A scroll suddenly opened behind him, and in the scroll, hundreds of figures were fascinated by like walking corpses. There was still no strong fluctuation of vitality around the scroll. However, the periphery of the cultivation world was shocked, and countless terrifying forces swept through the edge of the intersecting plane and plane like meteorites.

He was just standing there, but the aura emitted by his body seemed to have been tied to many tiny stars, and many stars were already like magical instruments, being activated by his aura.

The Holy Lord Yining frowned slightly.

She took a step forward, then punched Zheng Puguan with an unusually simple punch.

Her fists seemed to be swinging casually, but Zheng Puguan's face changed rapidly. He felt like mountains collapsed in front of him, then exploded, and then even the space seemed to be constantly exploding.

It was clearly far away from him, but when he was swung this punch, the Holy Lord Yining seemed to have crossed the boundaries of space. Her posture of swinging her fist had not changed, but her fist had already arrived in front of him.

The fist wind blew on his face, and there were a lot of blood marks on his jade-like skin instantly. At the same time, his hair seemed to be cut off by many small knives and kept falling on his face.

Zheng Puguan's face instantly became extremely solemn. He stretched out his right palm and blocked his face.

The fist did not change any direction of travel. With a bang, the fist hit the palm of his right palm.

With a light bang, Zheng Puguan's body shook slightly, his hair was scattered, and each hair was dancing wildly in the air behind him like an iron whip.

In the next moment, his pupils contracted sharply, all his hair broke, and his entire scalp was like being pecked by a dog and a chicken. He was large and large, alopecia areata, and the remaining hair was long, short, and extremely ugly.

He took a step back.

Then his left hand stretched out.

In his opinion, even though he paid some price, he had at least blocked the punch of the Holy Lord Yining.

With his right palm blocking the punch, his left palm can fight back.

However, at this moment, he found out that he was wrong.

The power in her fist did not disappear, but instead gushed out endlessly.

His face turned slightly pale.

His right hand hit his forehead.

There was a loud bang.

His whole body flew backwards in an instant.

But the fist of the Holy Lord Yining has arrived again.

Dong!

The fist of the Holy Lord Yining caught up with his body. The same punch, the same punch, and the same punch did not change. Her body and fist were still moving in the air, and then the punch hit his forehead.

boom!

Just like a mountain collapse, a huge gully appeared in the sky.

Zheng Puguan's body hit the surface of the oval moon like a meteorite.

The surface of the oval moon was squeezed like a sponge, and the surging water hit Zheng Puguan's back. Behind him, it seemed like countless rivers were generated.

The fist of the Holy Lord Yining fell to his forehead again.

Dong!

Her fists hit her hard forehead, but she made another sound of hitting the skin drum.

However, this time, the one who was shocked from behind was the Saint Yining.

With a rush.

The water flow behind Zheng Puguan formed millions of lotus flowers.

He stood among these million lotus flowers without retreating an inch.

An unparalleled terrifying force shocked the Holy Lord Yining to fly backwards.

A real Emperor Dao Qi flashed on her fist, and a large number of Taoist patterns intertwined with mysterious glow, constantly annihilated in the space in front of her.

The Holy Lord Yining coughed gently.

Scarlet blood kept flowing from the corners of her mouth.

She was still flying backwards, but her left fist had already swung at this time.

Zheng Puguan waved his hands forward.

Countless starlight appeared in the air.

His hands dragged countless starlights toward the Holy Lord Yining.

His expression was extremely solemn, but he felt that he could block the punch.

However, at this moment, the back of his neck felt a little painful.

He felt an ant appear on the back of his neck.
Chapter completed!