379 The End of the Mountain
The strongest men of the Abi tribe all took action. At this moment, at a critical moment, it is estimated that the four strongest Taisheng Qizhi, the most powerful among the cultivators, could not save Zhang Zhifeng!
Zhang Zhifeng raised his head, and every bone of his body was shaking. He supported himself with all his strength and told himself not to fall. He wanted to rush up and fight like a real warrior, no matter how powerful the other party was.
However, facing more than a dozen super experts who are the best in the world, he is really powerless.
A powerful attack came towards him, and Zhang Zhifeng knew very well that if he was attacked by all these forces, he would undoubtedly die!
This is a moment of life and death.
Zhang Zhifeng was terrifyingly calm, and his eyes suddenly lit up with restrained light. In a blink of an eye, he stared at the Zhiluyan who was rushing in front of him. Zhiluyan is the ancient elder of the Avi clan and the oldest person in this race. It is a miracle that he can live to this day normally, so his strength is one of the best among the Avi clan.
After experiencing the great extinction caused by Zhang Zhifeng, he became even stronger after he came back to life.
However, when Zhang Zhifeng's eyes met him, Zhiluyan couldn't help but dodge away. Even though there was a strong hatred and murderous intent flashing in his eyes, he still did not dare to look directly into Zhang Zhifeng's eyes.
Suddenly, Zhang Zhifeng's eyes narrowed, and a light flashed in his eyes.
It seemed as if the king was staring at his subordinates, and a powerful aura appeared.
Zhiluyan, who was stronger than before, suddenly hugged his head and screamed.
"ah!"
At the same time, Zhiluyan's body changed in waves of virtual and solid changes, as if it was about to dissipate directly into the void.
"Narcissity!"
Zhang Zhifeng had a smile on his eyes, completely ignoring the attacks rushing towards him, and shouted softly with satisfaction.
The power of the Way of Nirvana is completely beyond the understanding of everyone. Even if the Shura clan uses his great power to restore Zhiluyan, he cannot resist the oppression of Zhang Zhifeng's spiritual thoughts again.
What a terrifying method this is?
Zhiluyan had already condensed powerful forces in his hands. At this time, he lost control and the force immediately exploded on the spot. After a ball of flame-like light, he was left with only a slight, faint shadow, which swayed slightly in the air and completely disappeared and annihilated.
However, Zhang Zhifeng's condition was not good either. The more than ten remaining people from the Abi clan were shocked and angry, and they attacked even more fiercely and quickly. In a thousandth of an instant, all kinds of unique skills hit Zhang Zhifeng hard.
Bang!
The void was as iron as iron, tightly blocked. Zhang Zhifeng's body was smashed away and hit the invisible wall of air, his body was covered in blood and dying.
The bones were shattered, and the internal organs, and even the Chaos Heavenly Vein were completely exploded.
Zhang Zhifeng tried his best to open an eye that could still open a gap, staring at more than ten Abi tribes calmly.
These are all powerful men who are enough to hire Mei Taisheng masters. More than ten people took action together, but they did not directly smash Zhang Zhifeng to pieces, which shows his strength.
"Great Elder!"
The young man riding on the back of the wild beast could no longer calm down. He held his palms and the iron chain in his hand roared. At the place where the Zhiluyan disappeared, the entire space was wrapped and blocked. The layers of magical power acted in it, and the space instantly underwent thousands of changes.
He wanted to find the breath of Zhiluyan again from the void.
"Impossible, impossible, nothing can disappear completely. This is not in line with the law of heaven!"
"I'm going to kill you!"
A master of the Abi tribe suddenly flashed, and the ancient soldiers in his hand exuded a blood-devouring aura. As soon as the blood stuck to Zhang Zhifeng's, it sizzled. The ancient soldiers actually absorbed the blood, and at the same time emitted a more gloomy and cold aura. They slashed straight towards Zhang Zhifeng's neck.
However, Zhang Zhifeng felt a wave of blankness in his mind, as if his soul was being swallowed by the ancient soldier, and endless pain spread throughout his body, but he could not move, so he could only squint as the ancient soldier turned into flowing light and slashed quickly.
"stop!"
The young Abi tribe shouted coldly, and the iron chains roared in his hands, but there was no sign of Chilu Yan in the void. It was obvious that he had failed.
No matter how much he didn't believe it, Zhiluyan was truly completely erased by Zhang Zhifeng's way of extinction, and no longer had a trace of it.
The young man of the Abi tribe glanced at Zhang Zhifeng with his small eyes. A strange aura that was tens of millions of times colder than being targeted by a poisonous snake made Zhang Zhifeng stiff in an instant, as if he had forgotten the pain on his body and soul.
"Don't kill him first. What a way of extinction, it's good. Such a magical technique, it's good. It must be used by my Abi tribe! When I draw his soul first, read the memory, and then you will torture him slowly."
The young man walked closer to Zhang Zhifeng step by step, suddenly stretched out his hand, stretched his arm like rubber, stretched out four or five meters, and pressed his big hand directly on Zhang Zhifeng's head. He used his five fingers to directly scratch Zhang Zhifeng's already scarred skull with his fingertips, lifting Zhang Zhifeng up in the dripping blood.
Zhang Zhifeng looked calm. He swept the light to Di E who was lying beside him, sighed in his heart, barely raised his eyelids, and stared straight at the young man of the Abi tribe.
"Why are you afraid of death?" Zhang Zhifeng had no expression on his face, but he smiled coldly in his heart, "But it is impossible to obtain my way of extinction!"
The true way is not something that can be explained by a little knowledge or a memory. It is an extremely high spiritual insight.
If you want to learn Zhang Zhifeng's way of nirvana, you must first realize nirvana. However, whoever wants to realize nirvana may have to go to the extreme of your thoughts and annihilate yourself first.
However, Zhang Zhifeng was also worried that there were other treasures in his soul memory, such as the "Holy Medicine Art".
Although there are no one who can learn holy medicine skills, the Abi tribe obviously has great skills in restoring the art, so it may not be impossible to learn holy medicine skills. If that is the case, I am afraid that Zhang Zhifeng will not lose his eyes even if he dies.
A warm air suddenly came into Zhang Zhifeng's mind. In an instant, it seemed that all the pain had left him, and his soul seemed to ripple in the clouds, free and agile, and his whole body was warm.
However, Zhang Zhifeng's heart sank in vain.
He understood that this seemingly warm air flow was actually extremely cold. The feeling was actually just an illusion. Because this force was transmitted from the fingers of the young man of the Avici tribe, it had actually formed an attack that he could not resist now, hurting his soul.
The consciousness gradually blurred, as if endless fatigue came. Zhang Zhifeng wanted to fall asleep, and his eyes slowly closed.
The young man from Abi tribe raised his mouth coldly.
...
"Junior brother, junior brother..."
A series of subtle sounds sounded, as if they were real or illusion, as if they were dreams.
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