God Level Demon

"impossible!"

Many dragons are shocked. They can't believe their eyes. After a punch is punched through the abdomen, it will return to its original state in a few breaths. This is simply incredible.

But how do they know that Xia Ping is not an ordinary human being, he is condensed into a **** of gold.

The legendary hell, Jinwu, its body is not the real flesh, but the flame is condensed, between the real and the illusory, living in the void, is the master of the birth from the depths of the flame, the true innate soul.

Even if the wings are cut off, the body is broken, the head is cut off, and the claws are cut off. As long as the flame is not extinguished, it will quickly recover. This is the undead body of Hell Jinwu.

Although the current Jin Jinwu body has not reached the realm of Dacheng, it is only Xiaocheng, but has completed the initial state of body elementization, and can turn the whole body into a flame.

In this way, even if someone is cut off his arm and is passed through the abdomen, as long as the mana in his body is not exhausted, it will recover within a few breaths.

And because of the relationship between the heart of Hell and Jinwu, his body recovers tens of times or even hundreds of times faster than ordinary people.

"This this!"

Caesar the Great was forced, he made a fatal blow to Xia Ping, for a long time, a punch through Xia Ping's abdomen, originally thought to be able to bear each other's life.

But where I want to get it, a few breaths of time, the other party is restored, unscathed, this scene is too exaggerated, is he not dead? !

"Since all have appeared, then you will die."

Xia Ping's eyes showed a hint of horror, as if they could penetrate the void, the back wings vibrate, and the speed is extremely fast. It is a punch to a nearby dragon man.

Wudao Shentong - Yangshen Boxing!

This fist is like a big day, the flames are raging, and it emits infinite yang. Under such a hot sun, any power will be evaporated and completely vaporized.

"not good!"

The dragon man who used the power of Thunder changed his face, because this punch is aimed at himself, he feels the threat of death in the dead.

But he couldn't react. The facts that happened before were too embarrassing, and his mind was still in a state of arrogance. He was still in chaos and wondering why this happened.

In any case, he is an emperor-level powerhouse. In a hurry, he immediately runs the body's mana, allowing the body to quickly cover a layer of thunder energy-enhanced armor. The lightning slams around the screams, with thunder runes.

Boom!

This fist is firmly entangled in the body of this dragon man.

"It's over!"

The dragon man was as dead as he was, and he thought that he could resist Xia Ping’s attack, but the opponent’s boxing method was beyond his imagination.

When the fist came, he knew that the punch was so horrible that it contained infinite heat, as if a sun was held in the hand and crushed.

This not only contains the power to break the stars, but more importantly, the terrible heat, directly penetrates the lungs, and instantly bakes his internal organs.

boom!

In the next second, his body was smashed, and even under this flame, he quickly turned into ashes, and a dragon man was killed in such a hard life.

"Kyle the Great!"

Including the Caesar Emperor, when they saw that the Dragon Emperor was killed, they were simply stunned.

If it was before the killing of Grand Emperor, it was nothing. After all, Grand Emperor was only one person, but now they are the five great emperors, and they are still under their eyes, killing a great emperor.

This is not just as simple as hitting a face. It is simply humiliating them to death and trampling them out.

Many dragon elders are even more sorrowful and dying, and another dragon man is dead. Today is simply the day of the dragon people. The loss is terrible and more terrible than any previous war.

"I'm going to kill you!"

A dragon man who mastered the power of the wind roared in the sky. He and Kyle the Great had the same feelings. When he saw Kyle the Great was beaten by a punch and disappeared into the world, he could imagine his current anger.

He has the power of the storm, centered on his body. It seems that countless airflows have turned and formed a storm. The violent airflow broke out and it was going to kill Xia Ping.

"Kill me? Are you qualified?!"

Xia Ping did not look at it, and immediately took out the spear of hell.

Wudao Shentong - nail head seven arrows!

He used the spear of **** as a hidden weapon, and the tyrannical mana was instilled in it. Just like the Taikoo gods throwing spears, they threw the spear of **** in an instant.

The tyrannical power of the gods locked the dragon man, and it seems that he left the spirit of Xia Ping on his body. This spirit is imprinted on him, no matter how he escapes, how to dodge, can not avoid death.

call out!

The spear of **** flew out, like a missile, surpassing a hundred times of speed and hiding the void.

A mysterious force wraps the body of Hell's Spear. Even if the speed is fast, there is no abnormality in the surrounding air. It seems that the surrounding air fluctuations are easily smoothed out.

With a tear, the spear of **** runs through the power of the storm, constantly spinning, tearing the air barrier, directly infiltrating into the body of the Dragon Emperor.

Boom!

Immediately, his body was like a confetti, and it was easily penetrated. The blood was poured out like a sinner and nailed in the air.

"This this!"

Originally, this Dragon Man is still roaring, still wanting to give Xia Ping a fatal blow, but the next second, this **** spear runs through his chest.

His eyes were so wide that he was mistaken and shocked in the depths of his pupil. He couldn't believe that he was killed by a human being and so loudly.

A violent pain spread throughout the body, and unprecedented darkness quickly enveloped his thinking.

boom!

Soon his body lost all his strength, and the soul fell into the endless darkness, so he fell from the air and squatted on the ground.

He fell on the ground, twitching his legs and feet, and seemed to be reluctant to die like this.

But after a few seconds, his body could no longer move, and his neck had lost his breath of life.

It is estimated that even if the dragon **** is here, he cannot be resurrected.

"And again, a great emperor?!"

"Just kidding."

"Dream, this is definitely a nightmare."

Many dragon elders are numb, they have no idea what to say, just angry and hate for the death of a great emperor, but now one is dead, the emperor died as much as weeds.

They can't describe their feelings in any language, and they have an indescribable panic in their hearts. It is not going to be killed by this human being today.