God Level Demon

"It's a bit of a skill."

Watching Xia Ping from the Panwu sage projection: "I can still accept the old man’s fist and not die, or even seriously injured. You are the first one since the ancient times. The old man will do his best, don’t die. ""

When the voice just fell, he immediately shot, it seems that there is no plan to give Xia Ping a chance to stop, and to display the martial arts magical power - Panwu Shenquan first open!

Boom~~

This punch is almost earth-shattering. The mountains and rivers are reversed and the stars are moving. It seems to open up a universe. Chaos collapses and creates a whirlpool of horror, just like the big bang.

Since then, the universe has produced many stars, and it has produced hundreds of millions of races. This boxing contains the power of the black hole explosion, and even the molecules will be blown into nothingness.

This punch is infinite, with infinite destruction, and also infinite vitality. The two forces merge with each other, just like the fusion of yin and yang.

"Strong!"

Xia Ping felt like an ant in the vacuum of the universe, surrounded by a star explosion and destroyed, the power of the explosion is enough to kill him hundreds of times, how human beings can naturally compare the universe.

However, he knew that this was only the illusion that was born by the opponent's boxing, and that the other party was only using the mana of Jin Dan, and could not cause such a degree of destructive power.

Suffering from such stimulation, the blood of his whole body, Jinwu, boiled up like an indestructible flame. The stronger and stronger the horrible hell, the golden flame of the **** emerged from the depths of his mind, instantly burning these hallucinations and dispelling fear.

His heart beats like a star, instilling the power of infinite flames, flowing into his limbs, his own singularity, let him rise to endless courage, fearless.

Big Yin Yang fell on the palm of the hand!

Xia Ping runs the martial arts magical powers, hands round, and yin and yang double prints, the emptiness of one palm and the past, like the yin and yang, the two airs merge into one, turning into a huge black and white grinding disc.

This palm is like grasping the whole universe, setting the glory and dividing the yin and yang, and throwing the universe out and kneeling on the ground.

Hey! ! !

In an instant, the two forces collided together, as if the two universes were colliding, countless stars were shattered, producing terrible destruction energy, sweeping in all directions.

It was only for a moment that the martial arts hall was destroyed, razed to the ground, and turned into nothingness.

Both Xia Ping and Panwu Sage Projection were both repelled by this force at the same time. They all went back hundreds of miles and the body blew.

However, the Panwu sage projection still did not stop, once again rushed up, upright, Panwu Shenquan second style - epic!

This fist has been smashed, and the whole world has undergone tremendous changes, and a magnificent picture has been blasted. This picture is all-encompassing, and the stars are born, grown, prospered, and destroyed.

There have also been many epic characters, or saints, or heroes, or emperors, all of which represent the direction of history and show a magnificent history.

Vaguely, ancient, vast, chaotic and so on, as if in this vast epic, any creature is incomparably small, not worth mentioning.

Ordinary practitioners are only exposed to this epic scroll, and they will be taken away from the mind in an instant, immersed in endless epics, baptized by time, unable to extricate themselves.

Xia Ping also has the same feeling. This fist is horrible, as if pulling his soul into the epic, turning himself into a mythical figure, boiling blood, fighting with the enemy, and going to the peak.

But in the depths of his mind, there is a tree of the world that stabilizes the soul, and fixed the Lingtai. Without the power of these epics and the power of time, it is impossible to take away his will.

"kill!"

Xia Ping runs the chaotic Leifa, and there is a terrible power of thunderbolt in the body. Every meridian flows with thunder energy, and it screams like a thunder.

Wudao Shentong - Lightning Boxing!

He clenched his fists and urged the thunder of the body to rush to the epic scroll. Thousands of thunders landed and smashed the atmosphere of destruction, destroying an epic figure.

Hey! ! !

This is like being judged. Each epic character has sin and is judged by Raytheon. The five thunders are suddenly smashed, and this epic scroll will tear and break into pieces and be torn apart.

"Not bad."

Panwu sage projection eyes reveal a glimmer of light, it seems that Xia Ping can still resist the second style of his own Wushuquan, but at this time his momentum almost reached its peak.

Because he has been brewing for such a long time, it is to display the third style of Panwushuquan - the end!

This boxing contains terrible tragic momentum, devastating, devastating, tearing the world, falling stars, as if the whole universe had a big bang, and came to the end.

Xia Ping can feel the horror of this fist to the extreme. Under the collapse of the universe, even the stars that have existed for billions of years are aging, bursting and turning into nothingness.

Even the saints who are known as immortal are also declining.

This piece of the universe's void is turned into a dead silence, everything is in vain, nothing recurs, this is the end, turned into nothingness, returned to heaven and earth, even the gods are fallen.

Even Xia Ping also felt the sorrow and despair of the Panwu saints' emotions. It seems that no matter what means can not save the decline of the universe, disappear and perish.

Under such a strong emotional infection, there is even a tendency to hate the world and hate suicide.

However, when this emotion reached its peak, the blood of the **** in his body seemed to be stimulated. The flames that emerged from the flames burst out, tearing away the dark space and completely dispelling these negative emotions and restoring reason.

"It’s a terrible boxing, but the universe collapses and I can’t kill me.”

Xia Ping's eyes showed a glimmer of light, and the dark gold rune seemed to flash in the depths of the pupil. A **** of gold appeared, and the blood of the whole body seemed to burn like a melt.

Stimulated by the Panwu saints, the **** gold cells in his body are also awakened by madness, 10,000, 20,000, 50,000, 100,000...... This also brings him infinite hell.

Hell gold claws!

Awkwardly, he turned his palms into claws, and a dark golden giant claw slammed out, engraved with dense gold-colored runes and **** runes, exuding ancient, chaotic, sacred atmosphere.

This giant claw slams into this dark, lonely space, like a ray of light, tearing the dark vacuum, bringing endless hope and endless vitality.

Hey! ! !

The two forces madly collided, like a star collided with each other, continually exploding, smashing the void, a mass of energy spread around in the surrounding, the earth was shaken to appear a huge deep pit.

Just a few breathing hours, the area of ​​tens of thousands of kilometers was completely unrecognizable.