Infinite World Projection

boom!

When Chen Changming's spirit spread to the core of this area, a silent roar suddenly sounded.

In the emptiness, it seems that there are a pair of extremely terrifying eyes opened, tyrannical and terrifying, and there are all kinds of crazy evil thoughts in it. People just feel its existence, and all kinds of horrors can not help but appear in the heart. Drop.

In the core area of ​​this area, that existence felt Chen Changming's existence, and the power of spirit contained in it tilted.

boom!!

A soft noise came from the place.

Chen Changming vomited a mouthful of blood, and all sorts of hits on the back wall.

"what is that?"

After a long while, he was relieved, looking at a certain direction in the distance, he couldn't help frowning.

Chapter One Hundred and Nineteen

Looking at a certain direction in the distance, Chen Changming couldn't help frowning.

That kind of feeling just now is truly infinite.

The deadly, demon-like threat is imminent, with a familiar aura.

Even now, Chen Changming hasn't fully recovered. He just thinks of the breath just now, and his whole body seems to tremble, and he subconsciously feels a great fear.

This situation is extremely unusual.

Chen Changming began to have an unknown premonition.

At that core, besides these inheritors, is there such a terrifying Spirit King inheritor?

If so, who can deal with him?

This thought flashed through Chen Changming's mind.

This place is fighting every day.

Although the number of inheritors is large, the rate of consumption is not slow.

When the inheritors here are exhausted, what Chen Changming will face in the end is the existence of that core?

Thinking of this, Chen Changming couldn't help but feel a sense of urgency.

"Half a month"

Recalling what Xia Qi had said before, Chen Changming slowly closed his eyes, and began to think silently in his heart.

The rest of the time passed so peacefully.

The outside world, as always, looks very lively, and fights are constantly going on every day.

A few days later.

Early in the morning, Chen Changming slowly opened his eyes and looked up into the distance.

I saw that in the distance, a fight was going on.

The target of the fight was still the person he knew very well.

Yang Ling was holding the short sword in her hand, and she seemed to be even more mad at the moment, and she was fighting with her opponent there.

And the object of her fight was not someone else, but the tall man she had seen on the first day.

Compared to Yang Ling, the man's strength is undoubtedly stronger, and the power on his body is even more terrifying, and he has reached a terrifying point at this moment.

He ran rampant, even though he didn't have any weapons in his hands, even a pair of iron fists was enough to exert terrifying power.

Yang Ling was not an opponent at all in front of him, she was suppressed all the time.

If there is no accident, I am afraid she will fall here soon.

In response to this, Chen Changming's expression was calm and his heart was silent.

The immediate results are quite normal.

After staying in this place for a long time, my ability to accept these things seems to be much stronger.

Moreover, with Yang Ling's current state, there is no need to struggle anymore.

It might be a good thing for him to die in this place and end his madness.

Presumably, if Yang Ling herself was sane, she would accept this result calmly.

Chen Changming's face was calm, just staring into the distance silently, watching the battle gradually end.

Accompanied by the man's roar, Yang Ling was directly hit by one of the punches, and she collapsed to the ground weakly, appearing extremely weak.

She was bleeding all over her body, and the black blood after the mutation continued to flow, staining a piece of ground red.

With the continuous extraction of the power of the Spirit King in the body, her vitality is slowly weakening.

It's just that with the occurrence of this process, she seems to have regained some sense, and recalled something.

Standing in the prison, Chen Changming clearly saw that Yang Ling fell to the ground feebly, turned around hard, and glanced back at him.

The eyes of the two stared at each other for a moment.

Several black armored guards quickly stepped forward and carried Yang Ling away.

If there are no exceptions, after a while, her signs of life will disappear and become a dead bone in the chaotic grave.

"Hey, your concubine is dying."

From the side, a gentle voice came.

He looked at Chen Changming and smiled softly: "How do you feel now?"

Chen Changming didn't respond to his words, just watched silently.

Standing in place, he was silent for a moment, then stepped forward, with both hands on the door lock in front of him, trying to open the door.

"It's useless."

On the side, Wen Liuhe saw his actions: "You think there is no reason why so many inheritors are locked here and can't get out at all?"

"The chains in this place are all special. There is no specific key. Even if you are several times stronger, you can never open him."