God Level Demon

At this moment, the battles of these dozens of medieval saints have become more and more fierce, and it is simply playing a real fire.

They are simply trying to make every effort to break the universe, and there are cracks in time and space everywhere.

Fortunately, here is in the world of the celestial world, the former Shenming Dongfu, extremely strong, even if the saints play, can not destroy the degree of the universe.

If it is outside, I am afraid that a big world will be blown up by these medieval saints.

But at this moment, a figure appeared in the sky above these saints, and it was Xia Ping.

"who?!"

Many medieval saints were taken aback. They were all shocked, because the appearance of Xia Ping was silent and did not cause any time and space fluctuations.

Moreover, their gods also did not perceive the existence of Xia Ping, as if it appeared out of thin air.

For a time, they were a little scared to stop.

Bloody magical **** gold claws!

In an instant, Xia Ping did not mean to talk to these saints at all, and he shot directly, and a claw hit the past with these medieval saints.

boom

After being promoted to the Middle Ages and comprehending the rules of time, Xia Ping’s strength was arrogant and arrogant. The speed of the tens of thousands of light years slowed down and the time and space were distorted.

Between the vagueness, a dark golden giant claw appeared in the depths of the void, spanning tens of millions of kilometers, huge as if it could easily pinch a planet.

On the top of the dark golden giant claws, there are dense dark golden runes, and the whole claw seems to have a strong source of flame energy, which gives off an unparalleled ruin.

As if this claw appeared, the whole time and space stopped, and there were countless pictures of time and space, as if an epic history was presented, filled with vicissitudes and ancient times.

"How can it be?!"

"What the **** is this guy?"

"What is going on?!"

These medieval saints are scared to death, they have never felt such a strong time and space, as if the claws smashed toward them, all the air and the whole body are locked.

Not only is the air machine locked, but the time and space are solidified at the moment. They are like a bug under the giant claw, and there is nowhere to escape.

Even if they try to work in the space-time field, they break free from the constraints of this time and space rule, but this is of no use at all. Their power is as weak as a baby, and they cannot resist at all.

Boom!

Just a blow, the bodies of these medieval saints are shattered, as if they were crushed into a mass of meat sauce by the force of time and space, and they could not hold for a second.

"I am too strong now."

Xia Ping felt that his body was full of horrible power, and he found that he could pull the flow of time and space with every move.

A claw kills out, the power of time and the power of space work with each other, squirming, the ordinary immortal saints will be killed under this claw, and they will be destroyed.

"Well? Actually not dead?"

Xia Ping picked up his eyebrows. He found that these middle-aged saints who had their own claws did not seem to die. However, the other party was also a saint of the peaks of the Middle Ages. They realized the field of time and space, and their vitality was extremely tenacious. It was not so good to kill. presence.

Even so, in the middle of his claws, he was seriously injured. Some of the fragile middle-aged saints even fell into a state of sudden death.

"What are you, dragon?"

These medieval saints who were smashed by a claw were shocked. They didn't expect it to be just a blow. They felt like a baby was blown up.

It is clear that the other side is only a dragon saint in the early Middle Ages, but it is capable of exerting such a terrible time and space, which is beyond their imagination.

"You can call me Wu invincible."

With a bang, Xia Ping grabbed the big hand and immediately took these seriously wounded sages, and together with the sages of the Phoenix family, all of them fell into his hands.

These medieval saints were not his opponents during their heyday, let alone being severely wounded by their own claws, and they could not resist his power.

It was just a breath, and these severely wounded medieval saints fell into his hands. He was sealed with six seals and directly imprisoned into the world of mountains and seas.

And Zhu Rongcao naturally fell into his hands.

"Zhu Rongcao, this is really the legendary Zhu Rongcao, it is incredible."

The green cow next to it couldn’t help but screamed and was excited.

Xia Ping also looked at the past and looked at the plant in his hand. On the surface, it is a 30-centimeter-high grass, but the whole body is a red melt, which gives off the raging heat, at least beyond 100 million degrees of high temperature.

Ordinary life is close, and in an instant it will be burnt to death.

Between the vagueness, this Zhu Rong grass exudes a glimpse of the high spirit of the above, it seems that this divinity, above the other holy drugs.

Even people who are knowledgeable and shallow can see that this plant contains a rich source of flame energy, which is beyond the flame holy medicine that Xia Ping has seen.

"It's incredible."

Seeing this plant in his hand, Xia Ping felt that the blood of the **** in his body was boiling. It seems that every **** gold cell is pouring out the emotion that he is eager to swallow. It seems that he wants to take this holy medicine immediately. All energy is taken for itself, and this is an unprecedented desire.

Even according to his current arrogant willpower, he can hardly suppress this kind of emotion, which is simply the purest instinct of Hell Jinwu.

It is conceivable that Xia Ping is so eager for Zhu Rongcao.

"Ok?!"

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of threat and a warning of instinct in the depths of the bloodstream.

"Boy, hand over the Zhu Rongcao in your hand."

In an instant, a dark big hand was photographed from thousands of light years away. It seemed to solidify the time and space of thousands of light years, creating a horrible time and space force to suppress everything.

A force that incited time and space was born at this moment, destroying everything.

It seems that even the Middle Ages saints will be easily beaten to face this palm and cannot resist.

"It’s a bad thing, it’s the ancient saints."

The green cow's face was dignified and suddenly changed.

The old master of the mountain, the saint, was an ancient saint. This is the sacred existence of the ancient saints and the realization of the law of creation.

This is almost the existence of the gods, far beyond the powerful that the medieval saints can imagine.

Even though Xia Ping was promoted to the beginning of the Middle Ages in the early days of the Middle Ages, it was a great danger to face the ancient sage’s slamming. It seemed that there was always a hunch of death.