At the beginning of the game, I can manifest fantasy objects

Is this really just a piece of trash with low qualifications who can't even open up the sea of ​​suffering?

Han Feiyu couldn't help but suspect that he had received wrong intelligence information.

"Damn thing!"

"court death!"

At this moment, the four young men covered their cheeks, got up angrily, and looked at Zhang Jingming with blazing eyes, like wild beasts that were injured and mad, ready to devour anyone.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

Four soft sounds came out, and a little light was seen rippling out from under the navel of the four young people. A divine pattern like water waves rushed out, turning into four iron ropes, shining with brilliance of different colors, from different directions. They rushed towards Zhang Jingming, Ye Fan and Pang Bo respectively.

"That's a divine pattern! It came out of the sea of ​​suffering!"

"The elder of Chuanfa once said that only when you have achieved some success in cultivation, you can display this kind of mysterious magical power. These four people are all masters!"

"This is what we call a monk! He can use mystical magic and display magical powers, instead of relying on pure physical brute force to compete for supremacy..."

"..."

Seeing the four gorgeous divine patterns, the crowd of onlookers exclaimed with shock and envy.

Most of the people standing here are disciples who have just started to practice. They have not been able to clear out their own suffering. They rarely see monks using mystical powers. At this time, they all opened their eyes wide. For a moment, Look at the field without blinking.

The moment the four divine patterns struck, Ye Fan and Pang Bo dodged each other. The two of them were very fast, as if there was wind under their feet, and their bodies brushed against the divine patterns in a flash.

This was the first time they faced the mysterious magic power displayed by the monks. It was still unclear how powerful these divine patterns that rushed out of the sea of ​​suffering were, so naturally they would not touch them easily and chose to avoid them first.

But Zhang Jingming, who was standing at the front, did not dodge and faced the four divine iron ropes because he sensed the slightest movement coming from his sea of ​​suffering.

As his thoughts turned, he stretched out two white and delicate palms, just like the empty hands in the Jianghu storybook, grabbing the iron ropes transformed by the four divine patterns one left and one right.

"He doesn't want his life?"

"How dare he try to grasp the divine mark with his bare hands?"

The crowd of onlookers once again let out bursts of exclamations, almost unable to believe their eyes.

"Looking for death! Then destroy your two hands first!"

The four young men laughed ferociously, and the four divine iron ropes all turned around, bringing out brilliant light, and quickly wrapped around Zhang Jingming's hands like divine chains.

Han Feiyu in the back showed a bloodthirsty and cruel smile at this moment, as if he had seen the fate of Zhang Jingming's hands being destroyed by the divine marks.

"Jingming!"

"Get out of the way!"

Seeing this scene, Ye Fan and Pang Bo couldn't help but panic, but those divine patterns were too fast, and they had no time to provide assistance.

Facing the four iron ropes with divine patterns wrapped around his hands, Zhang Jingming still looked very calm and calm with a smile on his lips.

Bang!Bang!

The next moment, with a huge collision, his hands were like pliers made of divine iron, grabbing the two divine patterns and holding them tightly.

The four divine lines that were like iron ropes seemed to have suffered a lot of trauma, and their brilliance dimmed a lot in an instant, and they could not break free even if they trembled together.

Chi! Chi! Chi! Chi!

The four divine patterns began to swim like little snakes, trying to wrap around Zhang Jingming's hands and around his forearms.

However, the next moment, Zhang Jingming's white hands squeezed hard, and the four divine patterns collapsed, as if all the power had been exhausted, turning into four blurry shadows, each of which quickly rushed back into the sea of ​​suffering of the four young people. .

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!

The bodies of the four young men were shaken together, and they fell back again and again. In the end, they all staggered and fell to the ground.

"How can this be?!"

"The divine pattern was actually used by him with his bare hands..."

"What kind of body is this? It's too scary!"

"..."

Seeing this incredible scene, everyone onlookers were in an uproar. This completely broke their understanding that someone could resist the monk's mysterious power with only the physical body!

"Haha! Jing Ming, well done!"

Pang Bo smiled happily and swept away his previous worries. He didn't even expect that this kid Jing Ming was so strong.

Ye Fan on the side was also a little surprised at this time. This classmate of his was always unexpected.

"I'll leave these four people to you."

Sensing the inexplicable changes in the sea of ​​suffering, Zhang Jingming stepped forward and kicked the four young men one by one, kicking them in front of Pang Bo and Ye Fan.

Then, Zhang Jingming looked at Han Feiyu, who had been watching with cold eyes not far away, and walked straight towards him, not in a hurry, as if he was taking a stroll on an outing.

"you wanna die!"

At this time, Han Feiyu's face was extremely ugly. This man was really too arrogant. Facing him, an elder and a junior, he did not surrender immediately, but he dared to resist and even injured his people.

At the same time, he was also a little surprised and confused in his heart. How could a mortal with low qualifications have such a powerful power? Is the holy fruit in the ancient forbidden land really so magical?

While thinking about it, he looked at Zhang Jingming who was approaching him with cold eyes, and light burst out from Han Feiyu's sea of ​​suffering.

Chi!

He took out a small, square, less than inch-long wooden seal, quickly enlarged it, and pressed it towards Zhang Jingming.

There were streaks of green brilliance flowing on the wooden seal, which was very gorgeous and dazzling, like a sacred mountain, exuding a mysterious aura, giving people an invisible heavy pressure.

Seeing this block of wood seals being sacrificed by Han Feiyu, the onlookers immediately let out bursts of exclamations, feeling that no matter how amazing the three young men were, something would happen to them now.

This is a real green wood seal, a magic weapon, not transformed by the divine power in the sea of ​​suffering, and it is definitely not comparable to the four divine patterns just now.

The square green wood seal was less than an inch long when it first broke out of Han Feiyu's sea of ​​suffering, but in the blink of an eye it had grown to the size of a house, and the green air seemed to be surging like clouds, filling the air around it.

boom!

After the Aoki Treasure Seal enlarged, it arrived in an instant, directly covering Zhang Jingming's head and pressing down on him.

Huge pressure enveloped everything, as if a huge mountain had fallen down.

All this happened so fast. Zhang Jingming was unable to avoid it and it was too late to dodge.

However, he had no intention of dodge.

At this time, Zhang Jingming's sea of ​​suffering became restless again, and a trace of mysterious power was quietly guided by him and circulated in his body.

Bang!

He stretched out his crystal white right hand, clenched his fingers into a fist, and punched upwards, hitting the fallen Aoki Seal.

Amidst the huge collision, Zhang Jingming's knees bent slightly, and the ground beneath his feet was cracked open, and his feet sank into the ground.