Chapter 1729 How Is It Possible
Many warriors looked up and watched, and were very surprised by Wang Lei's appearance.
"That kid must be miserable... How can he dare to challenge Wang Lei with a mere five-level psychic realm!"
For Qin Feng, they didn't care at all.
After all, a small fifth-level warrior in the spiritual realm, in this primordial space, is almost the realm of the most waste material, and the combat power is pitiful.
This kind of cultivation strength, to fight against Wang Lei, is obviously hitting the stone with an egg, and there is absolutely no possibility of success!
"Prison of Spikes!"
Finally, in the shocking eyes of the other warriors, the terrifying spiky phantoms began to climb wildly.
Immediately after that, it began to rotate and flash rapidly, and between the dashes, it frantically moved towards Qin Feng and wrapped around it.
"What a terrifying guy...Is it the prison of spikes? This skill is quite powerful!"
Aware of the surrounding, the stern and domineering pressure and sharp light, Qin Feng's face changed slightly.
In an instant, the whole person has been directly locked by the opponent's attack!
"Whoosh whoosh..."
At this moment, these sharp thorns, each sharp thorn, are like a sharp blade, cutting and shuttling constantly on Qin Feng's body.
"crunch..."
On the top of the Frozen Flame Supreme battle robe, there are constantly piercing sounds of cutting.
"As expected of the genius ranked No. 1 on the genius list, such combat power is indeed amazing..."
Qin Feng nodded secretly in his heart.
The strength of such a cultivation base is probably not much worse than those of the powerful Huayuanjing masters.
However, this level of combat power is obviously still a grade lower than that of the Taigui Xuanwang.
In this primordial space, although it is not the strongest, it is enough to dwarf the heroes.
"Unfortunately... it's not enough to restrain me!"
Qin Feng opened and closed his eyes.
In an instant, an extremely vast and majestic wood-attribute power began to erupt in the body.
"Huh? Are you still struggling?"
Looking at Qin Feng's actions, Wang Lei, who was above the sky, immediately frowned.
I don't know why, when he saw Qin Feng for the first time, he had a very uncomfortable feeling.
This kind of feeling is like a minister, when he meets an emperor, he must surrender to the other party, and he cannot compete at all.
Naturally, he would not be clear about this, because Qin Feng had the Aoki ancestral vein in his body.
The reason why the ancestors are called ancestors is that they are the ancestors of the series of attribute bloodlines.
It is born with the ability to rule and suppress the blood of other branches.
Although Qin Feng's Aoki ancestry has just been condensed, it still possesses this ability.
"boom!"
Just when Wang Lei was still thinking about it, a sudden, soaring sound appeared.
The sturdy thorn prison actually began to tremble continuously, making an earth-shattering rumbling sound.
All the thorns, in this instant, were forcibly torn into a large amount of debris by a huge force.
All kinds of sharp debris, scattered!
And Qin Feng's whole person, like a real dragon, rushed to the sky like lightning.
"The first move, the prison of spikes!"
Looking at Wang Lei in front of him, Qin Feng's mouth couldn't help showing a faint smile.
"How is it possible that this guy has forcibly broken through the prison of spikes?"