I sent technology to another world, and the country praised me for my good fortune

Although the Heaven-Destroying Halberd has been alive for billions of years, it still feels like a child.

Ji Ci nodded up and down, her clear and crisp voice revealing some distress, "I can't control my essence and spiritual energy yet. Once I make a move, the essence and spiritual energy will leak out completely, which may lead to a disaster of annihilation. At that time, the barrier of the living beings you are protecting will not be able to withstand it and will shatter."

"It doesn't matter, just don't let them catch you."

Otherwise, Fu Yin couldn't guarantee that he could rescue her.

The Sky-Destroying Halberd hummed twice and said angrily, "They are all bad guys. I was caught once, and I won't let them catch me a second time!"

After Fu Yin gave a few instructions, he came to a distance of five or six hundred meters from the Heaven-Destroying Halberd before entering the space.

"Meow meow, you need to ask your Lord God for feedback. It's very inconvenient that you can't move in space."

Meowth nodded, "I'll write an email once we catch those scumbags."

Now its heart is beating faster and faster, and it can't calm down to deal with other things.

A man and a cat stared at the surveillance camera closely.

Thompson's three men were chasing very quickly.

"Little baby, come out, don't hide, I see you." Whitaker slowly approached the place where the Destroying Spear was hiding, with a sinister smile on his face.

In broad daylight, Miaomiao was frightened so much that his hair stood on end.

Just as Thompson and the other two approached the Heaven-Destroying Halberd, Fu Yin immediately came out from space, threw the Qianqiu Bell into the air, and quickly formed seals with his hands, with a flash of golden light.

This was a spell she had researched herself, combining merit and spiritual arts to cast a spell that doubled the effect.

She stared at the three figures with her phoenix eyes, and whispered a spell:

"The wheel of time, the years stand still."

"Everything is at rest, time and space are still."

At the moment the note appeared, Whittaker's watch face trembled as if sounding an alarm.

Whittaker noticed something was wrong, turned around and met Fu Yin's eyes. He was startled and shouted:

"Thompson, someone's there!"

His words and Fuyin's spell fell at the same time.

With the sound of the talisman as the center, a mysterious force spread out in all directions. The flow of time stagnated instantly, and everything in the world stopped moving. The birds hovered in the air, and the leaves no longer fluttered.

Thompson remained in a semi-sideways position.

Richmond still had his back to Fuyin.

Only Whitaker took out something from the space at that moment, and a layer of barrier instantly covered his body.

The barrier seemed to isolate him from this world, and the sound of the talisman made the time of this world stop.

There was a flash of murderous intent in Whittaker's eyes, "Damn it!"

He had not expected to encounter humans with powerful strength in the lower world.

They had never suffered at the hands of inferior humans, and this was the first time.

Whitaker glanced at Thompson and Richmond who were frozen in place, his eyes fell on the Qianqiu Bell that was emitting golden light in the air, and his mouth curled up coldly.

This is a good thing.

Realizing his covetousness for Qianqiu Ling, Fu Yin felt a little relieved. As long as he didn't think of escaping, it would be fine.

She took back the Qianqiu Bell and looked down at Whitaker with a look of contempt and a playful tone like teasing a puppy.

"want to?"

"Ahhh you deserve to die!!!" Whitaker was furious. No one had ever dared to treat him with such a look and tone.

Those who have been in high positions for a long time, especially those who are arrogant and conceited, cannot tolerate the provocation of what they call inferior people, which is equivalent to stepping on his face.

Fu Yin curled his lips into a smile, turned his wrist, and summoned the Qinglong Sword, which shone with a cold light.

"You look down on inferior people, so let me, an inferior person, see what you are capable of."

Whittaker sneered and pulled out a bunch of weapons. "Even if you are a monk, you cannot deny the fact that you are an inferior person. Accept your fate, little ant, and stop struggling in vain."

"Do you know how many monks like you who don't know their own limits have died at my hands?"

Fu Yin swung the sword with his backhand.

Whittaker's barrier was not damaged at all, and he was very proud, "It's my turn now."

Then he threw a palm-sized black ball at Fu Yin, which exploded in the air with a deafening sound, followed by a thick poisonous gas spreading everywhere.

The poison gas had not yet ended, but condensed into a ball of black mist with hands and feet, three meters high, with bared fangs and claws, and a bloody mouth, as if it wanted to swallow Fu Yin.

Whittaker laughed, "Little baby, bite her to death, poison her to death!"

This is the demon he captured from another time and space. After being refined with a special secret method, no matter if the person smells the poison gas or is touched, even a little bit, he will bleed from all seven orifices and die of organ failure.

Fu Yin's Qinglong Sword was useless against the black fog. The sword energy he swung out only dispersed the black fog in that area for a moment, and then quickly condensed again.

Seeing this, Whittaker became even more rampant, floating in the air, "Low-class human, if you obediently hand over all your treasures, I can consider letting you die comfortably, how about it?"

He just had his eyes on Fu Yin's Qianqiu Ling, otherwise he would have run away long ago.

As for the life or death of Thompson and Richmond, he didn't care at all.

Fu Yin dodged the black fog's attack, glanced at Whittaker, and chuckled:

"Do you know what you look like now?"

"Like a turtle curled up in its shell, hahahaha."

Whittaker's face instantly turned pale, and he pointed at Fu Yin angrily, "Sha Wu, tear her into pieces!"

The black fog was like an awakening beast, and its deafening roar echoed between heaven and earth. Its body expanded and spread seemingly endlessly, swallowing up the dazzling sunlight.

The sunlight was obscured by its powerful shadow. Under the polar day, all things lost their brilliance, as if they had fallen into the eternal night without sunlight in an instant.

The area around Fu Yin quickly darkened, and she seemed to be wrapped in black fog that could swallow her up at any time. Even breathing became difficult.

A huge pair of phantom hands emerged from the black mist and gradually approached Fu Yin.

Whittaker's triumphant laughter came from the darkness.

Fu Yin stood quietly in the air, his expression calm, his eyes as still as water, without any ripples.

She raised her hand and bit her index finger. Drops of blood dripped along her fingertips, and her fingertips were imprinted on her brows. The drop of blood between her delicate eyebrows turned into a blood-red flower heart. A ray of golden light wandered along the edge of the petals and then disappeared.

The blood-red flower heart transforms into golden petals, like life being awakened, full of mystery and solemnity.

As she waved her wrist, a misty talisman condensed in the air, emitting dazzling golden light and dispelling a large area of darkness.

Whitaker was stunned for a moment, with a bad feeling in his heart, he clenched the return device in his hand.

Fu Yin sat cross-legged in the air, her eyes slightly closed, her hands clasped together, her red lips moving, and she chanted in a low, majestic and compassionate voice, like a god, which turned into wisps of golden light and flew out.

"The talisman obeys my command, and the divine power gathers in this body."

"The talisman shines to dispel evil spirits, and the spell flows to suppress demons."