Chapter 1752 Huge Handprints, Martial Will Develop

Shi Yan didn't change his face, and shook the mirror in his hand.

In an instant, three beams of light were separated, superimposed layer upon layer in front of everyone, forming a barrier of three-color light.

"Boom!"

The giant hand hit the mirror light, and the force of the impact was immediately blocked.

After a moment of stagnation, the entire giant hand shattered in the air, turning into endless rolling yellow sand.

After this blow, the dark forces seemed to have sensed something, temporarily abandoned them, and no longer organized an effective attack.

Shi Yan's eyes were like stars, staring at the front and surroundings vigilantly.

Yang Qingxuan and the others were also on high alert.

Outside the mirror, the screams never stopped.

After the Wan Dao Sand Arrow was released, countless sand beasts, birds, monsters, and even humans were condensed from the ground one by one, and rushed to the sky.

Yang Qingxuan's eyes flashed with golden light, and he said in shock: "With so many attacks simulated, how much power has been deposited in this quicksand river? If the power is endless, wouldn't we..."

Several people's complexions are not very good.

If the meaning of this Liusha River is infinite, I am afraid that everyone will be planted here.

People from Wangchuan alien race and Xinggong all have extremely ugly faces.

The Dao sentiment left by the net breakthrough back then was so terrifying.

Wu Shan muttered to himself: "Beyond the other shore, the Lord of a Thousand Worlds, what a powerful existence it is!"

The more you cultivate to the back, the more reverence you have for the higher realm.

The more you can experience the horror of the high level.

On the contrary, like Yang Qingxuan, he is only a one-star junior realm king, and the master of a thousand realms is just a concept.

Shi Yandao: "This perception embodies spiritual wisdom. I have practiced here for many years, and God knows how far I have reached. The only thing that is certain is that it must not have surpassed the other side. Otherwise, it will go away with Jing Pokong .”

Yang Qingxuan said: "What should we do now?"

Shi Yan said in a deep voice: "Wait! Wait for three opportunities. First, wait for this perception to appear on its own, then it is possible to break it. Second, wait until the power accumulated by the Liusha River is almost lost. Third, wait for the external force to break through Come in."

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "Of these three opportunities, only the first one is more reliable!"

Shi Yan smiled wryly and said: "Actually, the first one may not be reliable. If the power contained in the quicksand river is enough, there is no need for that sentiment to show up. However, since the appearance of the Liushahe space, tens of thousands of strong people have been killed. The loss of power is far beyond what we can imagine, and maybe it will really bottom out."

Outside the treasure mirror barrier, Xinggong and Wangchuan Shui Clan are desperately beheading these quicksand transformations.

Everyone's face was gloomy, even giving birth to a look of despair.

At this moment, a sudden violent scream pierced the sky.

The already chaotic situation seemed to have come to a standstill.

A patriarch of a foreign race, a star realm king, had an arm cut off inexplicably, his face was full of pain and panic.

"What? The king of the realm is also injured?!"

All the strong men present were terrified.

From the beginning to the end, although the casualties were horrific, all the dead were minions.

For these realm kings, they are all ants under the realm king, and they die as soon as they die.

But at this moment, a realm king was injured, which immediately attracted the attention of all realm kings and powerhouses.

"what is this?!"

Yang Qingxuan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he burst out a golden glow, staring at the void in the distance.

A group of black shadows continued to manifest, and then turned into a person.

It seems to have fluffy hair, like a huge bead hanging, and holds a long soldier's staff.

Yang Qingxuan's fiery eyes penetrated this person, and found that it was completely the shadow of the Tao, not the real body of the person.

Moreover, this shadow is very strange, and it is impossible to see what it is.

With a flick of the staff in the shadow's hand, the figure turned into a black light and shot down.

Wherever it passed, a large piece of void was broken.

There was also a long crack, as if a zipper had been torn open, and fell directly on top of the head of a strong man in the Realm of Reality.

"Boom!"

The real-seeing-realm powerhouse was blown to pieces on the spot, screaming without any screams.

Wu Shan's blue eyes moved to the extreme, and he said in a horrified voice, "The martial intent is manifested! Oh my god, it's the martial intent manifested!"

Shi Yan was also extremely shocked, and lost his voice: "Is there really such a terrifying existence? The development of martial arts, I have only heard of it in legends!"

Yang Qingxuan asked anxiously: "What is martial arts development?"

Wu Shan said: "The shadow just now is not the real body, nor is it the divine mind. It is the martial artist who cultivated here back then. Because the martial arts was too strong, when he performed the martial arts, he left traces on this time and space. Just now This trace appeared again."

Yang Qingxuan was horrified when he heard it, and asked again: "Then this martial artist can be sure that he is not here?"

Wu Shan smiled wryly and said, "If we were here, all of us would die."

Yang Qingxuan's heart was pounding.

How many terrifying existences are there in this star field?

I thought that stepping into the realm king was stepping on the pinnacle of this world.

Now it seems that Kaiwang has only just begun.

The owner of this quicksand river, just left behind a mark of martial intent and a sense of greatness, caused more than 100,000 of them to die or injure more than half of them.

Even if you are not careful, it is possible to completely destroy it.

At this moment, a large amount of martial arts emerged from the various yellow sand shapes. They were all the same shadows. They couldn't see their real faces clearly, but they seemed to have fluffy hair on top and held a treasure staff.

Each shadow only uses one move.

But every time it emerges, it is accompanied by a scream.

Only the existence of the middle-level world king can deal with it freely.

The patriarchs of the three famous clans, Xinggong Huang Yin and others all slapped away several martial arts development images.

But these developments are like yellow sand transforming into shapes, appearing in an endless stream.

In an instant, there were hundreds of shadows in the sky, each of them used a move to kill everyone.

Yang Qingxuan said in surprise: "How many years has the owner of Liusha River practiced? Isn't every move recorded by this time and space?"

Shi Yan looked up at the sky and said with a wry smile: "I don't know. But I know, we are in trouble."

As he spoke, he took a deep breath and waved the mirror in front of him with both hands.

Nine beams of light shot out from the mirror at the same time, each turning into a colorful mirror in one direction.

Afterwards, hundreds of mirror lights shot back and forth in the ten mirrors.

A vast mirror array is formed.

But at this moment, black shadows appeared in the sky above the mirror array, and in all directions, all in the same posture, holding a treasure staff, exuding a powerful martial intent.

Yang Qingxuan saw at a glance that there were as many as three or four hundred, and he couldn't help feeling numb.

Wu Shan said in a deep voice: "Lord Shiyan, I'll help you!"

Shi Yan said: "No need for now. You and Master Ziye will sweep the formation for me."

As soon as the precious mirror in his hand was thrown, it flew out.

Shi Yan turned around in the air, sat cross-legged on the mirror light array, and made a formula with both hands.

A martial intent image suddenly moved, followed by two, three, four...

Hundreds of martial arts images moved at the same time.

From all directions, as well as from the sky, they fell down with a treasure stick in their hands.