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Chapter 427, get it!

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The fierce wind and the howling sounds of ghosts and gods resounded throughout the ninth layer of space, making everyone look at each other with pale faces.

Too scary!

The moment Wuming's attack collided with the formation's light curtain, a burst of intense light suddenly bloomed, like the sun exploding here. The dazzling light was as sharp as a steel needle, stinging people with tears streaming down their faces. Their eyes were filled with white.

For a moment, I could no longer see anything.

"Bang!"

The next moment, a dull voice sounded, and everyone's souls were shaken, as if their souls were about to be shaken out of their bodies. The kind of panic that came from the depths of their souls made people's hearts beat uncontrollably.

, as if it was about to jump out of my chest at the next moment.

People couldn't bear it, so they all backed away. Some people fell to the ground, but they didn't stop. They almost used their hands and feet to move backwards and away. It seemed that there was an unparalleled monster in front of them that was about to revive, and they could only avoid its sharp edge.

The nine-character mantra is so majestic that even if only the first four characters are combined together, it is surprisingly powerful. The power has reached the power of a holy-level combat skill. It can not only destroy the world, but also collapse mountains and rubble.

Moreover, in order to be able to break the formation, Wuming deliberately used all his power to hit it, like an indestructible spear, piercing the light screen of the formation that exuded a faint light!

"Buzz buzz..."

The buzzing sound was endless, and the formation light curtain was like being thrown into the calm water of stones, making ripples in circles.

At the same time, the light of the formation light curtain became dazzling, and it seemed that when it was attacked by external forces, the power of defense began to gradually increase.

This is like a stalemate tug of war, or a contest between spears and shields. In the end, who will win depends on which side can persevere to the end.

"The results haven't been announced yet? It's so depressing here!"

"Let's find out the results quickly, I won't be able to hold on any longer!"

People covered their faces with their hands, trying to resist the strong light, but the light seemed to be all-pervasive. No matter how hard people tried to block it, they could not completely block it from their eyes.

Tears, they can't stop flowing, they can't stop flowing down.

At this time, people felt aggrieved. They were originally here to gain combat skills and supernatural powers, but unexpectedly, they couldn't stop crying just because they were watching the fun. What kind of thing is this?

"Crack!"

Suddenly, a slight cracking sound was heard, and everyone turned their heads and pricked up their ears. To be honest, people had never liked this kind of cracking sound so much.

They don't care whether the formation light curtain cracks first, or whether the complex text of the nameless, soldier, fighter, and person fuses cracks first. As long as one side cracks first, it is great news for them.

.

If the formation is broken, then there is no point. If the text is broken, then the formation is victorious. But no matter which one is broken first, it means that they no longer have to suffer the destruction of the strong light. This is the most important thing.

Click, click, the sound of shattering became more and more intensive, like a strong wind and rain, the sound of clicking kept going.

"Bang!"

Finally, the shattering sounds merged into one, and a dull cracking sound sounded, and people's tightly held hearts immediately relaxed.

At the same time, people finally gasped, because just now, people had forgotten to breathe while waiting nervously, and they all held their breath, waiting for the final cracking sound.

Broken, finally broken!

People were shouting in their hearts, wishing they could raise their voices and howl twice to show their excitement.

"The power of this nine-character mantra is not small. I have to learn it later!" Ji Feng narrowed his eyes and relaxed in his heart.

Although at the last moment, when the formation was broken, the complex text composed of the four characters Lin, Bing, Dou, and Zhe was also broken, but it also fulfilled the value of its existence.

Amid the strong wind, the dazzling light slowly faded away. By the time people's eyes could see, Wuming had already picked up the unparalleled power of psychic storm.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mu Bai is really powerful. Those nine combat skills and magical powers have not been obtained by anyone for many years."

"Nearly fifty years!"

Seeing Wuming receiving the message from the spiritual storm, everyone was amazed and admired him for a while.

For a monk, fifty years is not a long time nor a short time, but Mu Bai has now accomplished something that he has never succeeded in for so many years. This can be regarded as a small feat.

"If I remember correctly, the message Wuming is receiving now should be the cultivation method of psychic storm."

"You remember correctly, it was indeed a spiritual storm."

"That is an unparalleled magical power. Compared with the old magical powers such as the world in the palm, it is not inferior!"

"Mubai himself is very strong, and now that he has acquired so many magical magical powers, his achievements in the future will be even more limitless!"

"It's not only limitless, it's simply unimaginable."

People were talking quietly, looking at Wuming with envious eyes mixed with awe.

This is destined to be a person who is not on the same path as them, and the gap will only grow wider as time goes by!

“It’s really extraordinary!”

Taking a deep breath, Wuming let go of his mental storm, rubbed his swollen eyebrows, and his eyes were filled with excitement.

The person who created the Soul Storm is definitely a genius. He was able to apply the function of the illusion array to magical powers, which increased the power of magical powers to an unprecedented level.

If you fall into the spiritual space created by the caster, it is like falling into an illusion array. There are many illusions in endless succession. You may not need the caster to take action again, and you can use the illusion to kill the enemy.

"The spiritual space that Mind Storm wants to create is similar to the spiritual realm that can only be opened up by the Shattered Void Realm. It is really not simple. More importantly, it can actually increase the spiritual realm. This is even more outrageous.

, What a genius, a genius." Wuming's eyes shone, making no secret of his praise and admiration for the creator of Soul Storm.

Because this psychic storm is so awesome, it is definitely the only one he has ever seen in his life. It is not only mysterious, but also powerful. It is really a rare magical power.

"How's it going?" Jifeng asked as he came closer.

"It's definitely a good thing!" Wuming smiled slightly, feeling very happy.

"Then let's go. If you don't leave, you will scare them away." Jifeng stretched out his chin and nodded. The Taoist disciples not far away spoke in a joking tone.

"How can I be so scary!" Wuming cursed, but he and Ji Feng left here as quickly as possible.
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