Honghuang: Dominant of reincarnation, devouring Honghuang at the beginning

Cause and effect with heaven and earth, even Dijun felt the majesty of the sky, and the terrifying coercion crushed it, it was simply destroying the heaven and the earth.

Di Jun spewed out a mouthful of blood, his eyes were full of madness, and the crazy power in his body poured into the River Tuluo Book, constantly pulling the power of the stars, and shouted angrily in his mouth:

"Today, my emperor Jun, with the body of a mixed element, does things against the sky!"

"Behead the saints, town the heavens, avenge the blood and the sea, and promote the prestige of my demon clan!"

Di Jun's eyes flickered madly, Zhou Shen was shrouded in a terrifying aura, dragging the origin of the Heavenly Court, connecting the thirty-three heavens, the breath soared wildly, and in the blink of an eye, he reached the peak of the Golden Immortal of the Mixed Yuan Daluo, and he was only one step away from touching the realm of the Heavenly Dao.

Although the body was suppressed by Tianwei, it could barely support it, not be crushed into pieces, and only with the remaining strength, it swung down with one palm.

Di Jun already understood in his heart that Heavenly Dao had intervened, and this palm was already the last bottom line, if he made another move, I was afraid that his strength would be deprived, and if he wanted to help the blood and sea of the Wu Clan in the future, I am afraid that there would be no hope.

The monstrous giant palm mixed with the power of the entire star, the endless world stars condensed, containing the power of ten thousand worlds, even if it is a saint, it must tremble.

Things were also as Di Jun expected, and a shock flashed in the eyes of the Junti saint, and he couldn't help but look at Kunpeng ~

"This seat sends you away, and you and I will dissipate the cause and effect."

Kunpeng nodded heavily, he could become a giant among the quasi-saints, and he was also an extremely terrifying existence, naturally understanding the danger at this time.

If he stays here, I am afraid that he will not need half a breath, and he will turn into powder in an instant, and then disappear and return to heaven and earth.

The breath of the Junti saint was monstrous, holding the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree in his hand, and he couldn't help but wave his big hand, and his divine power bloomed.

The power of the Seven Treasures Mysterious Tree broke through the great array of Zhou Tianxing, and barely took away Kunpeng, even so Kunpeng was also hit hard, I am afraid that without a hundred yuan meeting, it is difficult to recover.

Kunpeng retreated directly into the Demon Master Palace, using the means left behind back then, and at this time, he constantly laid down formations and came to the abyss of the North Sea, which is a forbidden place.

There was a quasi-saint power who came in person, but it was a moment of soul scattering, this is the place where countless gods and demons fought in those years, and it is also a mark left by the Pangu Great God in those years.

Kunpeng has been inherited here, so he is extremely talented, even in the flood wilderness, he is a peerless wizard of the first rank, but he can't withstand the power of the Chaos Bell, so he is suppressed by the demon race.

Even so, Kunpeng has reached the late stage of quasi-sainthood, even if it is far from the peak, it is only one step away, and one step can be crossed, achieving the most terrifying existence under the saint.

The Junti Saint looked at the monstrous giant palm, a golden light flashed in his eyes, and his face had an indifference, which could be described as incomparably calm, and said to Di Jun:

"You and I cause and effect, it's over!"

The monstrous giant palm pressed down, even if it was a quasi-saint, the flesh body instantly collapsed, and the bones of the saint were instantly shattered.

In front of this palm, all means are illusory, as if they are not worth mentioning at all, even the body of a powerful and boundless saint is like a joke, not worth mentioning.

The saints fell, the heavens and the earth wept, and the blood rain began to drip and scatter the desolate land.

Countless strong people are powerful, and there is a glimmer of understanding in their hearts, and the saint has fallen. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Countless great powers could not help but roar, the panic in their hearts could not be concealed, the saint was an immortal existence, and he had actually fallen.

The saint actually fell, which means that the saint is not invincible, nor is he immortal, and there will be a loss when he falls.