God Level Demon

"Dead!"

The middle-aged demon, St. Jerome, looked stunned. It seemed to see the scene of the **** immortal saint who died in front of him. This kid would be punched and punched into a mass of bolognese.

Even if you don't die, you can't survive under this punch that twists time and space, and all the immortal cells will smash.

Hey!

At this time, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of the medieval demon St. Jerome.

"who?!"

The medieval demon St. Jerome was shocked. It did not expect to actually kill a bite at this time.

"My name is 酆."

At this moment, Xia Ping’s body finally rushed over from the battlefield, because the things on his body were so important that he could not be lost, so he personally came to meet.

With the power of two immortal avatars, it is estimated that it is impossible to resist the power of the Middle Ages.

"What the sneaky, if you dare to stop in front of me, then die together."

The middle-aged demon, St. Jerome, screamed, and did not talk nonsense, even urging the power of every cell in his body, almost exhausting his efforts to make a sense of blood.

From it immediately broke out more terrible momentum than before, it seems that the time and space of hundreds of millions of miles have been distorted.

“Causes and barriers.”

Xia Ping did not evade, immediately took out the **** of his body - the cause and effect book.

Suddenly, a huge book squatted in front of him, and at the same time displayed a huge transparent barrier. This is an energy barrier condensed by countless cosmic laws, containing the cause and effect, including six and reincarnation.

This seems to be the end of all the way, and the source of everything.

Boom!

In an instant, this reversal of time and space bombardment on the cause and effect barrier, the power of terror broke out like a landslide and tsunami, trying to destroy this barrier.

But this has no effect at all. It seems to be caught in cotton. It is wrapped up in a mass of causal energy, and all forces cannot escape from this causal barrier.

"How can it be?"

Seeing this scene, the medieval demon St. Jerome's pupil shrinks, it is simply unbelievable, and he has done his best to fight, even the same-order medieval saints can not resist unscathed.

But in the face of this weird energy barrier, it is a simple blow to reverse this time and space, as if everything it does is useless.

"If there is a cause, there must be a fruit, and if there is a fruit, there must be a cause, and the way of human beings will be applied to him."

Xia Ping's hands were printed, and the causal power inside the causal book was run. The eyes showed a hint of mysterious light, and countless causal runes flowed deep inside the causal barrier.

"Impossible, not only is it so easy to resist, it seems to be able to rebound."

At this moment, the medieval demon St. Jerome felt a dangerous and extreme atmosphere, and the weird energy barrier was distorted, which seemed to have produced a terrorist shock.

It perceives a blow that contains all of its power and seems to be returning along the way and bombarding itself.

You know, this is a blow that even the Middle Ages demon can't resist. If you bombard it on your own, you will be seriously injured if you don't die.

"Not good, run away."

Jerome cocked up and felt the danger, and immediately wanted to escape, but it was too late, and the speed of the causal barrier rebounded beyond its imagination.

Boom~~

In the twinkling of an eye, the original boxing force that rushed to Xia Ping returned along the road, as if locking the air machine on Jerome, the time and space around it was distorted and shattered everything.

"what!"

Suddenly, Jerome was caught off guard, and the whole body was instantly spread by the boxing, terrible destructive power, and its chest was completely penetrated, and the blood seemed to be sprayed out without money.

It made a scream of screaming, the body was torn apart, and even the soul was suddenly hit hard.

The hundreds of thousands of miles of time and space have been shattered. The mountains and rivers seem to have been turned into nothingness. This area has been completely razed to the ground.

There are even hundreds of thousands of light cracks on the earth, and there are terrible moments of air everywhere. A broken space appears everywhere, connecting countless times and time, and terrible space erupts everywhere. Turbulence.

Even so, with the powerful immortal power of the Middle Ages, Nazhrom is still not dead, and the flesh and blood scattered in the space is rapidly squirming, quickly gathering together to form a complete whole.

"Humans wait for me, dare to rob my demon's things, you must be my demon enemy in the future, even if you escape to the end of the universe can not escape a death, our Yaozu will never let you go."

Jerome made a screaming scream, and it was so miserable at the moment that he did not know how many years had not suffered such a serious injury. If this force is a little stronger, it will die.

And this is still dying under his own strength, what a grievance.

Hey!

The voice just fell, after it put down the swearing words, the speed of the magical moments, the development of the Peng Peng wings, all of a sudden into the depths of the void, trying to escape.

Because Jerome knows that his situation is too dangerous now, if he continues to stay, he will surely die in the hands of this strange and strange human saint.

It doesn't want to **** the Taikoo Dragons now, just want to live away from this dangerous place.

After all, compared with your own life, it is more important to have your own life.

Even if this treasure is lost, it will not die if it is punished by the high-level demon. At most, it will be locked into a prison. After hundreds of millions of years, it will still be alive.

So the two compared, it immediately made a decision.

I have to say that Jerome, who is a medieval sacred singer, fled very fast, and instantly broke into the depths of infinite space and time. In the field of time and space, one breath was hundreds of light years away.

Even if the medieval saints catch up with Jerome, it is impossible.

"I still want to run? Come out, reincarnation, kill God!"

Xia Ping’s eyes showed a hint of coldness. Where would he let the old demon St. Jerome run away? If you let this old demon stalk escape, I am afraid that there will be more enemies in the future.

And the secret of his own avatar, maybe even the other side will be aware of one or two. No matter how the ancient sacred sage Roma must die in this place, he must smash the roots.

call out!

For a moment, Xia Ping’s right hand had a reincarnation pen, which exudes an unparalleled power. After the vagueness, there seems to be an ancient **** behind his back.

The left-hand causal book, the right hand reincarnation, seems to determine the king of the heavens and the world.

The cause and effect and the power of reincarnation are intertwined, as if they have become an indescribable great force. An inexplicable breath is born from the depths of Xia Ping, and no law of the universe can interfere with it.