I Got Stronger By Using Copper Coins Until I Am Invincible

"This person is definitely at the Sea Consciousness Realm!"

"Even, the realm is still above me!"

Immediately, Pingxiu confirmed Gong Ziliang's strength in his heart.

Although a person whose strength is no less than his own exists, he deliberately came to play with him.

This kind of thing sounds ridiculous.

But think of the gods who have already been born in the palace.

It's not difficult to understand in peacetime.

It is very likely that the opponent did not want to be discovered by the god, so he deliberately concealed his strength.

Immediately, Pingxiu didn't dare to move.

The divine power that was about to be released was also suppressed by him.

He is still injured, even if he wasted a lot of energy to break through this magical world.

When he goes outside, he may not be that person's opponent.

Furthermore, the magic whip was also lost.

If he ran out, even if that person didn't attack him, he would feel sad about the level of the god.

Instead of running out recklessly, it is better to save some energy and recuperate the injury here first.

In this way, no matter whether it is facing that person or the god, he will not fall into a completely passive situation.

The more Pingxiu thought about it, the more reasonable it became. After finding a corner, he closed his eyes and recovered.

outside world.

The young master used the "Ghost Palm" to bring Ping Xiu into the world of supernatural powers.

Surprised to find that Pingxiu actually stayed inside obediently, with no intention of coming out at all.

With a change of mind, Gong Ziliang probably guessed Pingxiu's fear.

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and immediately Gong Ziliang looked at Mo Aotian who was cowering in the corner.

"Nether God's Palm" was fired again, and the blue light instantly engulfed Mo Aotian's figure, and threw him into the nether world.

After solving the two.

Gong Ziliang cast his eyes on the palace ahead.

This moment.

The palace has been covered by blazing golden light.

And on high.

A golden dharma body, emitting a golden light, has become the most eye-catching existence in the world.

It is the god.

Below the gods.

Several familiar figures of Gong Ziliang were wrapped into cocoons by layers of golden light, and fell into a coma.

Xing Feng, Mo Zhongtian, Cao Tianzheng, Mo Shaoyun, Lin Anruo...

Except for a few people.

There are also a group of monks who are in the Tribulation Realm and the God Refining Realm.

It's just that compared with Xing Feng and others, those monks are in a much worse situation.

Tentacles made of golden light pierced through their celestial spirits, extracted the spiritual power and spiritual power in their bodies, as well as all life energy, and gathered them towards the gods.

See this scene.

Gong Ziliang's pupils were instantly congested and turned red.

The coldness in his eyes also turned into bitterness.

He has been a human being in two lives, but he has never been so angry now.

Although he didn't know any of those monks.

But those people had the same skin color and flesh and blood as him.

More have the same identity.

That is - the human race!

Gong Ziliang was trembling all over, but he couldn't suppress the monstrous anger rolling in his chest.

At this moment, the deity lowered his noble head.

With a face full of satisfaction, he looked at Gong Ziliang with pity, and said, "Are you coming back to save your friend?"

"Hehe, don't worry, it will be your friends' turn after this deity squeezes out these ants."

"As for you, this deity will save it until the end, and enjoy it slowly!"

After Shenzun finished speaking, he raised a finger and pointed it at Young Master Liangyao.

"Boom boom boom!"

A golden divine pattern condensed on the fingertips of the deity.

It shattered the void and came straight for Gong Ziliang.

Young Master Liang held his head high, before the divine pattern fell, the terrifying pressure had already caused a fine layer of blood to ooze from his skin.

And when he tried to activate his movements, he temporarily avoided the sharpness of the divine pattern.

However, he found that the space he was in had been blocked from all directions by an invisible force.

The only breakthrough is the direction where the divine pattern on the top of the head falls.

With his eyes fixed, Gong Ziliang knew that he had no choice but to catch the blow of the god.

"hold head high!"

"Crazy!"

Just when Gong Ziliang's physical body was on the verge of collapse, the blood of the real dragon and the divine phoenix were automatically activated.

The cries of the real dragon and the phoenix from ancient times have spanned hundreds of millions of years and resounded under the sky of this era.

Immediately, accompanied by two phantoms, they soared into the sky.

On them, in the ancient times, the light that has overwhelmed all races is gloomy.

At this moment, after coming into contact with the mighty golden light between heaven and earth, an offensive in full swing was launched immediately.

Gong Ziliang is bathed in divine light, standing no more than seven feet tall.

But looking up at the god, apart from intense anger, there was only endless contempt.

"I was born to be free, why should I let you, a god, stand above me!"

With a loud shout, behind Gong Ziliang, the big sun and the bright moon rose into the sky at the same time, and slammed into the golden divine pattern.

Immediately, Gongzi Liang's right fist swayed fiercely, exploding the golden light, attracting the infinite spiritual energy of the five elements from the heaven and the earth, making the artistic conception of the five elements manifest on his head into various objects of the five elements.

Following the great sun and the bright moon, it soars into the sky.

Immediately, Gong Ziliang threw out another punch.

Spiritual power blends with one's own blood, transforming into six spirit beasts of dragon, phoenix, tiger, lion, tortoise, and snake, exuding an ancient aura.

It is the earth-level middle-grade martial art that was cultivated to great success by Young Master Liang: The Four Elephant Jue of Spiritual Beasts.

After the six-headed spirit beasts took shape, they made a fighting posture and launched a shocking blow to the divine pattern.

However.

Whether it is the vision of the sun and the moon in the "Sun Moon Sword Art", or the artistic conception of the Five Elements, or the spirit beast condensed in the "Spiritual Beast Four Elephants Art".

After facing the divine pattern, without exception, they collapsed instantly.

Even the phantoms of the real dragon and the divine phoenix were penetrated by the divine patterns, wailed and shattered.

From the beginning to the end, the decline of the divine pattern was not even slightly blocked.

On the face of the god, the expression became disappointed, and he said in an indifferent voice: "You, is this the only way?"

"If that's the case, what qualifications do human races like Nar have to talk about freedom with this deity?"

Gong Ziliang tightly pursed his lips and didn't say a word.

Between the brows, there was an overwhelming sword intent, cutting out from the soul of Niwan Shrine.

The sword intent approaching the supernatural level, although invisible and intangible.

But after piercing Gong Ziliang's brow bone and flesh, every place in the void was filled with sharp determination.

Soon, the sword intent parted from the golden light, and slashed at the divine pattern that was less than one meter away from the top of Gong Ziliang's head.

"boom!"

Stop time.

The wild and incomparable air wave raged around the junction of the sword intent and the divine pattern.

And wait until everything calms down.

Gong Ziliang's sword intent disappeared without a trace.

The divine pattern was not damaged at all, and it was close to Gong Ziliang's head.

"Crack, clap!"

This distance, just the imposing manner of the divine pattern, made Gong Ziliang's flesh and blood explode.

It is conceivable that if you really want to be hit by the gods, what a terrible consequence it will be.

Seeing this, a ruthless look flashed in Gong Ziliang's eyes, and a large amount of spiritual energy in his body gathered in his palm, forming a blue palm.

"Ghost palm!"

In the mind, a ghostly hell appeared.