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Chapter 1197: A powerful eighth-level awakening

Hei Ming's mental power swept through space at a speed of ten thousand times more than the speed of light. Yang Dongqing and Jing Suixin brothers felt that the heads were ringing like a big bell, buzzing and buzzing.

"Level 8 True God, they are here!" Jing Suixin was stunned at first, then smiled. Now he no longer considered how to make a profit, and how to escape was the key. He immediately responded: "Master True God, that young man is Yang Dongqing!"

As he finished speaking, the space around him suddenly twisted, and two huge creatures appeared above them.

Yang Dongqing raised her head with a shocked expression. He felt that his hands and feet were bound, as if they were squeezed by something, and it was quite difficult to move.

"Are you Yang Dongqing? Where is the second-grade weapon?" Hei Ming lowered his head, his voice with a commanding tone, unquestionably high above. His blurred face was like a black vortex, trying to suck everything in.

"Who are you?" Yang Dongqing raised his head with difficulty, holding the divine blue crystal tightly in his right hand. At this moment, he was shocked and extremely nervous. He did not expect that two level 8 masters would appear in the Black Dragon Domain.

Seeing that Yang Dongqing did not answer his question, Hei Ming asked himself instead, and immediately snorted: "I don't know how to lift up!" Then he stretched forward with his right hand, and a huge black claw suddenly appeared in front of Yang Dongqing and grabbed it directly.

At this moment, a strong sense of crisis emerged from Yang Dongqing's heart. If he was caught, he would definitely not be able to survive. However, his body was limited by the twisted space and it was difficult to move, so how could he avoid it?

Just as Hei Ming took action, Henglin, who was covered with red magma, also took action. His target was the wool on the other side. He found Yang Dongqing in danger, and the wool was rushing towards him.

At this moment, the Nine Palace Ball above Yang Dongqing's head moved. Although Yang Dongqing's body was difficult to move, his mind was not restricted by space. Almost at the same time as Hei Ming took action, his mind and mental power poured into the divine blue crystal in his palm.

In an instant, Yang Dongqing's mind power surged dozens of times, attached to the ball, and suddenly collided with his black claws.

Space material is scarce, and there is no sound to be transmitted, but there is a bang in the minds of the people present. The empty space seems to have turned into water, and huge ripples spread outward.

The black claws were smashed backwards for hundreds of kilometers, and the Nine Palace ball also turned into a black light, which was shaken away without a trace.

Yang Dongqing felt that his head was hit with a huge hammer, and the impact made his consciousness blurred.

"Huh?" Hei Ming let out a scream of surprise. A seventh-level warrior on the other side actually blocked his eighth-level attack, which really surprised him. He had not noticed this ball before. The space was distorted under the joint action of him and Henglin. The spatial changes caused by the ball were not eye-catching, and his attention was all focused on Yang Dongqing.

At the same time, the yarn on the other side was tightly wrapped in red magma, screaming.

Seeing this, Xiao Zi on the thorn ball, Nian Ding attached to the branches of the thorn ball and shot towards the magma. She had to rescue the yarn.

"This plant is also yours, no wonder you have the courage to challenge me." Hei Ming glanced at the sting ball, ignored it, but stretched out his right hand again and grabbed Yang Dongqing.

Yang Dongqing's thoughts and mental power were running at high speed, and he poured into the divine blue crystal again. The Nine Palace Ball suddenly flew back and hit the black claw.

Space trembled and energy swept through. This collision was more intense than before, and neither side retreated, and the collision continued.

Jing Lianxin, not far away, pulled Jing Suixin hard: "Brother, let's go!"

Jing Suixin hurriedly grabbed her: "Don't move, you can't leave now! The eighth-level true god didn't say that we would leave. If we leave, we will be killed."

Just as they were talking to each other, Yang Dongqing, who was fighting, could no longer hold on. The strength of the eight-level master was beyond imagination. The Nine Palace Round is his strongest attack method, but he did not gain the upper hand in the collision with the opponent.

Not only that, every collision between the two sides would make Yang Dongqing's brain suffer a heavy blow, and his control over the Nine Palace Ball became weaker and weaker. Almost in a blink of an eye, he was at a disadvantage.

On the other hand, the branches of the thorn ball hit the magma that wrapped the yarn. However, such an attack could not have any effect on the magma. What played a role was the mucus secreted by the thorn ball. Almost as the branches were broken, the black mucus covered the red magma.

Just as Hei Ming discovered the Nine Palace Ball, Henglin also made a cry of interest. The red magma suddenly loosened the yarn and returned to him with black mucus.

Then he stretched out his hand and the black mucus peeled off the magma, imprisoned by space, and twisted in the twisted space.

"This is a good thing!" The magma on Henglin's body accelerated the flow rate, then waved his hand and grabbed the prick ball.

In the space, the fairy was still staring at the outside without saying a word.

"Xiaoxian, why don't you go to help him? That's a level 8 warrior." The blue puppet said anxiously.

"It's okay, I know it. It's okay to let him see the difference between him and level 8." said the fairy.

Just as she finished speaking, the battlefield outside changed. When the Nine Palace Ball collided with Hei Ming's palm again, it was actually grabbed by the other party.

"Ah~" Yang Dongqing felt that her head was about to explode, and the thought attached to the Nine Palace Ball was instantly withdrawn.

"Hahahahaha..." Hei Ming laughed, his huge claws pinched the Nine Palace Ball, and said, "It turned out to be a third-grade weapon. It's a good thing! I didn't expect there would be such a gain."

Amid the laughter, Hei Ming took action again and grabbed Yang Dongqing: "Tell me where is the second-grade weapon!"

Yang Dongqing stared at the black giant claw, his face pale. The strength of the eighth-level master was too strong, and he had no room for resistance. The situation at this time was like when he faced Mo Feng, and there was no hope of winning...

At the same time, in the Drew Federation, a billion light years away from here, there is an extremely huge planet in the river where this small force is located, comparable to an ordinary star system. In the west of this planet, the earth is trembling, and a black mountain is slowly rising upwards.

"Roar~" Suddenly, a shocking roar sounded, and the wind surging in the sky, and the anti-rolling clouds and air flow spread outward, reaching billions of kilometers away. Two dark yellow suns suddenly appeared at the front of the mountain.

The next moment, the black mountains suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the world suddenly became quiet.
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