The snow-white big hand looks very illusory and not real, especially because it is snow-white, it looks a bit transparent.

Compared with the huge torrent of spiritual power condensed, it is very weak.

Woo woo.

The snow-white glove suddenly screamed with an excited expression.

Ling Zhi's eyes also showed a hint of surprise.

Bang.

The big hand slapped the torrent of spiritual power. The unstoppable torrent stopped instantly, and then, under the push of the big hand, it rushed towards Wang Hong and others.

After rushing to block the attack, Wang Hong and others were all in a mess.

"I'm just a soul thought. The old boy from Luo Tianya disappeared. I was also very bored alone. After knowing the news about it, I still couldn't help but take a look before it dissipated." The voice of the snow-white beast reached Ling Zhi's ears.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Ling Zhi was slightly stunned, reached out to summon the snow-white little beast and hugged it in his arms.

"Well, it's true that I am a member of my clan. I should be the last junior in this world," the snow-white beast said a little lowly, "I can't take action. This soul thought has been too long and too weak. I just used their attacks to mobilize some rules to fight back. I will tear the space here and send you and it away from here later."

"You are still too weak. We look forward to the day when you grow up and rise. Maybe we have a day to meet again. Then, remember to bring this little guy to see me." The snow-white beast sighed.

These words obviously only reached Ling Zhi's ears, and everyone else looked at the snow-white palms in the air with a look of surprise.

When he saw the attack from Shi Tian Tower clearly, the fallen leaf disciple was very excited, while the four powerful men felt palpitations.

"Are you leaving?" Ling Zhi said softly, looking at Zhou Xuanqing with some souvenirs, looking at Ye Qingcheng and Niu Yuanhang, a familiar face.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

"When I come back, no one will dare to violate the power of falling leaves again." Ling Zhi's eyes showed firmness, and he was eager to become stronger.

As long as he is strong enough, no one dares to bully him, bully his relatives, or bully Luoye Sect.

Instead of watching Zhou Xuanqing dragging his body as weak as before, he was alone against the four powerful men.

Without giving Ling Zhi more time to say goodbye, he poked out a finger from the snow-white palm and gently stroked it in front of Ling Zhi. A completely different wave from spiritual power, soul power, etc. came, and a black portal appeared in the void.

"The power of rules! A warrior in the kingdom!" Wang Hong and others exclaimed in surprise, showing a look of horror on their faces.

Cultivate spiritual power in the body realm, refining body, and cultivating soul power in the artistic state. The three-combination realm is the king realm. The soul blends together, touches the power of rules, and realizes the truth.

This is different from their teleportation array. This is to directly use the power of rules to open up the space! None of them expected that the Luoye Sect would actually have a strong man in the king realm. Xuanzhou has not had such a strong man in countless years.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

As soon as they thought of this, their hearts were in their throats.

If the other party wants to kill them, they don’t want to leave!

Cold sweat couldn't stop popping out of their backs.

After finishing all this, the snow-white palm stopped, gently fell down, and pointed at the head of the little beast staring at it.

A sigh also sounded in Ling Zhi's ears, "Take good care of it, it's still too small, and in the future... it will be very strong, so strong that it will definitely be your indispensable helper."

"No matter whether it is strong or weak, I will take good care of it." Ling Zhi rubbed the head of the little beast, which was a little confused, and said softly.

The snow-white palm paused slightly, then soared into the sky, passing by Wang Hong and others, which made them sweat again, and then dissipated and returned to the tower of heaven.

Only Ling Zhi knew that the snow-white beast was just a deterrent to Wang Hong and others. Now in the tower of heaven, he might have dissipated like Luo Tianya.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

For a moment, I couldn't help feeling sad. These two, one man and one beast, taught him to practice, pointed out the path of cultivation, the direction of cultivation, and solved his doubts, and the other pointed out the evolution method of the spirit-devouring fire for him. Now he has directly created a path for him.

Only Ling Zhi knew that he had nothing from the sixth floor of the Sky Tower. Apart from this knowledge, he knew some of the experiences of his predecessors on earth back then.

As for the seventh floor, Luo Tianya never let him. According to him, the things on the seventh floor are too evil and cannot be touched before they can control the power of the tower.

But now these two seniors have disappeared.

After clenching his fists, Ling Zhi threw away these thoughts. As long as he became stronger and they were still in the world, he would eventually see them.

I dare not hesitate, fearing that it will change later. If Wang Hong and others notice it, it will be a bad thing.

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Ling Zhi's eyes swept across everyone for the last time, and he said to himself, "Wait for me, wait for me to come back. Let's drink and have fun."

Turning around and holding the little beast, he stepped into the void in front of him.

As Ling Zhi stepped into the cracked void healed in an instant.

There were only countless people who were unable to react.

It seemed that thousands of years had passed, and it seemed that only a moment had passed. Ling Zhi was in the darkness, with nothing around him, and there was no light at all. Even the little beast's snow-white body could not be seen at all.

Only the spiritual power in the body can be dispersed out uncontrollably, maintaining the stability of the body.

When a ray of light came, a slight gust of fishy wind blew towards us.

After closing my eyes several times, I saw everything in front of me. The river rolled, rows of fishing nets were standing on the poles and sunbathed. The fishy smell mixed with the sea breeze.&1t;i>&1t;/i>

Without further ado, Ling Zhi's eyes went dark and fell down.

A faint bitter taste spread from his throat. Ling Zhi just came to his senses slightly. His body's conditioning reflex tightened, and a rough palm pressed on his hand.

"Child, don't be nervous, just drink, it's all right." An old voice came.

Opening his eyes, an old man looked at himself kindly with a bowl of herbs smelling and steaming soup.

Only then did Ling Zhi relax his body and swallow the decoction in his mouth.

"Brother, be good. This herb was made by Ling'er and grandpa after a long time. You fainted on the beach and the sea breeze entered your body. If you didn't drink it, it would be covered with wind and cold." Ling Zhi swallowed the herb in one gulp, and a little girl rushed out from behind the old man, patting his pillow with his little hand.

"Where is the little beast with me." Ling Zhi asked.

"Are you talking about it? It's so noisy. I just became more honest and fell asleep." The little girl pointed her hand behind.

Only then did Lingzhi have the opportunity to look at where he is.

A house with only about ten square meters is a dilapidated small table, except for the bed where I was lying on it, two or three small tables were placed in the house. The house was dilapidated, and a faint wind blew from all around, which was very dark.

The little beast lay on the table, rolled up into a ball, and his little ears occasionally moved, and he was sleeping soundly.

"Brother, it's so cute, what's its name?" The little girl's crisp voice sounded, not afraid of being angry at all.

Ling Zhi was stunned, and then he remembered that he had been with the little beast for so long, but he didn't even think of giving it a name.

What is it called? Ling Zhi is so leisurely, lying while frowning and thinking.
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