At the same time, Brother Ming's expression changed. He didn't have time to make a second move and immediately retreated.
Because the palm print was heading straight for him, the direction in which he was retreating was not backward, but upward.
Whoosh!
But just as he retreated to a height of 100 meters, Zhang Xing's arm turned from bottom to top!
"Overturn the Heavens!"
The palm print moved from bottom to top, instantly crossing the sky and blocking Brother Ming's head.
And it quickly pressed down on him!
Brother Ming immediately stopped himself and plunged headfirst into the ground.
At this moment, he really knew what it meant to have no door to heaven!
But there was no way to go under the ground!
In this short moment, the palm print had already sealed the surrounding space, and there was only one way to go underground.
"Earth Escape!"
Brother Ming used a Dao technique, intending to escape from the palm print underground.
But he didn't realize that the silent palm print behind him had already approached his head.
Boom!
Just as he was about to use the Earth Escape technique and enter the ground, the palm print arrived in an instant and imprinted on his head, interrupting his spell.
With a loud bang, Brother Ming suddenly felt the world spin, and his vision turned black!
Then …
Then he felt his soul leave his body and fly uncontrollably toward Zhang Xing.
The smoke and dust dissipated, and surprisingly, the palm print on the ground was not like the three mountains and five peaks, but only 100 meters in size.
Zhang Xing's control of the power of the God had already reached the acme of perfection. This was his territory, and he didn't want to cause too much damage, so he only left a palm print that was 100 meters in size.
In the center of the palm print, the trace of a human figure was still very clear, but the person was nowhere to be seen.
"Senior Brother!"
"Senior Brother!"
Brother Ming's dozens of junior brothers flashed and came to the center of the palm print, looking for him and calling his name.
"You don't have to look anymore. I've already killed Brother Ming!"
Zhang Xing looked coldly at Brother Ming's soul, who had been sucked into the halberd and was terrified, without a trace of pity in his heart.
"No!
This is impossible!
Senior Brother Ming can't be dead! "
Brother Ming's junior brothers didn't believe that Zhang Xing had the ability to kill their senior brother with one slap.
"Nothing is impossible. If you don't believe me, go down and ask Brother Ming!"
As Zhang Xing spoke, he flipped his palm and slapped the dozen or so people again!
"No!
You can't attack us, we are disciples of the Hidden Mountain Sect … "
The dozen or so people were really frightened by Zhang Xing's merciless killing.
When they saw the palm print flashing in the air, they fled in all directions in panic.
However, they discovered that no matter which direction they fled in, they were still enveloped by the palm print.
That palm print was like the heavens in their divine sense!
Zhang Xing's soundless palm print was even more terrifying than a vigorous attack.
"Zhang Xing, our Hidden Mountain Sect will not let you off!"
"Zhang Xing, just wait for your death …"
There was a loud rumble!
Before they could finish cursing, the second palm print overlapped with the first palm print.
Before the dozen or so people died, they discovered that they were only fleeing randomly in the first palm print and didn't fly out of the range of the palm print at all.
At this point, the battle was over. The Hidden Mountain Sect's Deputy Sect Leader Zhen Zhongyuan was dead!
Their backer, the elite disciple of the Hidden Mountain Sect, Brother Ming and a dozen or so junior brothers were dead!
Sky Dragon Sect also suffered heavy losses. Thousands of disciples from various clans who had just joined were also dead.
"Congratulations to the Sect Leader for achieving great success in sweeping away the enemy!"
Just as Zhang Xing was silently looking at the messy Xi Qi Mountain Range, all the disciples knelt down and shouted in unison!
"Everyone … get up!"
Zhang Xing wasn't happy. With a wave of his hand, his figure flashed and he arrived at the peak of a mountain range.
The deaths of his disciples made his heart ache. They had all come here with dreams, but before they could even dream, they had already died.
Zhang Xing didn't do anything for them and felt deeply regretful.
He took out the pink crystal and looked at Princess Hua Rong's weak divine soul inside.
"Although I don't like you, even if you died for the sect, I don't want Brother Farmer to be sad. He had high hopes for you, so …"
Princess Hua Rong's divine soul in the crystal knelt down and kowtowed to Zhang Xing. Her miserable expression seemed to be shedding tears. She begged again and again, as if she was begging Zhang Xing for something!
"Hua Rong, don't worry. I will find a way to revive you!"
Zhang Xing kept the pink crystal after he finished speaking.
He couldn't bear to look at Hua Rong's sad expression.
"Brother Farmer, I didn't protect her well. I hope you don't blame me!"
Zhang Xing didn't turn back. The farmer behind him shook his head but didn't say anything.
He wouldn't blame Zhang Xing.
If he knew that Zhang Xing could have such a beautiful performance, he would have crushed the message transmission jade immediately.
Who could be blamed for the situation then?
No one could blame it. He could only say that Hua Rong was unlucky.
The farmer felt the most heartache.
However, with Zhang Xing's promise, the farmer still had a glimmer of hope in his heart.
It was rather difficult to revive a person. He had to find someone who was similar to Hua Rong in terms of age, gender, cultivation and body.
After he found this person, he could either kill her or use her body to revive.
Or he could take over her body while she was still alive.
However, Hua Rong didn't know how to take over someone's body. She could only use someone else's body to revive.
Not only was the caster proficient in taking over someone's body, but he also had to have a certain level of cultivation.
Zhang Xing's current cultivation was enough. Even if he didn't use the Soul Revival Technique, he could still learn it.
However, in the thousands of worlds, where could he find a suitable person?
Hua Rong's divine soul wouldn't survive indefinitely. She would become weaker and weaker until she lost all her memories and became a divine soul without consciousness.
Then, she would slowly disappear from this world.
Even if Zhang Xing relied on the protection of the formation, it couldn't be delayed for tens of years, or even hundreds of years.
If there was a strong formation and a special artifact to store it, Hua Rong's divine soul might survive for a longer time.
"This is her life … brother, I've troubled you!"
After a long time, the farmer spoke slowly. He really didn't know what to say.
Zhang Xing nodded silently and didn't speak again. The farmer sighed in his heart and left quietly. He understood Zhang Xing's feelings.
As the leader of a sect, how could he not feel sad when he saw so many people under his sect die!
Zhang Xing stood at the peak of Xi Qi Mountain Range for seven days and seven nights!
On the first day, he walked out of his sadness and threw away his unhappy feelings to calm himself down.
On the second day, he entered into cultivation.
On the third day, he entered into a deep state of enlightenment.
He practiced what he had learned before again and seriously studied the comprehension of the mental state of a God King.
However, in the next three days, he still couldn't see the door that stretched across the starry sky.
Helplessly, he could only give up.
That kind of enlightenment could only be found by chance. Before one's cultivation reached a certain level, it was very difficult to experience it again.
Zhang Xing understood this principle deeply.
On the last day, he looked at the new upgraded system in his mind.
This system had already been upgraded on the first day, but he wasn't in the mood to look at it.