Martial God Space

"Yuanqiu!"

A spherical elementary bomb in his hand squirmed in a frenzied manner, and was immediately thrown out by Ye Xiwen, facing the sword light.

"Boom!" The gas bomb and the shocking sword light slammed together.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The dazzling light of the explosion instantly obscured the entire sky, and the crazy explosion of Jianguang and Yuanqiu was strangled by each other.

The space in the whole small world began to distort, and it was difficult for everyone to see what was going on.

Only those big masters of Ye Jia saw this scene, suddenly shocked and said: "How can this be!"

It took a long time for the smoke to disperse. Everyone only saw that it was almost broken than the battlefield. All the mountains and rivers had been completely destroyed and had become a desert.

At this time, they saw two figures standing in the air, and they were constantly wearing rough air. Ye Xiwen, who might have thought that he might have died under the blade of the Nether Blade, stood still in the void. There is no trace of injury, just wearing constant air.

On the other side, Ye Xukong is constantly wearing a rough air. The sword just now has consumed too much of his real yuan. In addition, in order to prevent Ye Xiwen from escaping, the crazy open field will be the whole small world. All of them are consumed, even if he claims to be invincible, and has a real yuan far beyond ordinary people, he also feels a huge consumption of terror.

His gaze never left Ye Xiwen's body. He used all his hard blows. He did not expect that he could not kill Ye Xiwen, and even he did not do it. This is what he never thought of.

The power of the sword is very clear. If a sword goes down, even if he is hard-wired, it is also a dead end, and it is impossible to survive.

But I did not expect that Ye Xiwen actually took it down, and there is still nothing left. What is his trick?

He looked at Ye Xiwen with a puzzled look.

Such a weird name, but with such amazing power, even his fatal blow, actually failed to hit him.

On the other side, Ye Xiwen is also constantly panting, although his real number is far more than ordinary people, and it should be deeper than Ye Xukong, but he was just caught off guard by Ye Xukong, and he was too late to prepare other moves. If you resist hard, even if it is his hegemony, I am afraid that it will not escape the fate of heavy losses.

Therefore, Ye Xiwen will choose the Yuanqi bomb. This is a big move that can be instantaneously transmitted as long as the real yuan is mobilized. Although the original Yuanqi bomb is very expensive, but about one tenth of the real yuan, Ye Xiwen still consumes it. But the real problem is that time is not enough.

The mode of the meta-air bomb is to use a little element of gas as a primer, and to wrap up a myriad of external energy, merge it together, and then launch it. This is a gas bomb.

However, due to lack of time, he did not have enough time to absorb enough external energy to make the gas bombs. At this time, he only had to increase the input of the real yuan. This tone consumed more than half of his true. Yuan, let him only feel the feeling of the real yuan.

This feeling, he has not felt this way for a long time, in half, he rarely rushes to such a situation.

Countless leaves fluttered, and the gravel flew up from the ground against an inexplicable force and flew into the sky.

It has shattered!

Just this trick, let the real yuan in his body consume too much.

"Ye Xiwen, you can escape this trick, but I did not think of it!" Ye Xuan gasped and said.

"There are a lot of things you didn't think of!" Ye Xiwen grinned and said.

He stepped under his feet, and his body suddenly slammed toward the leaf void.

Almost immediately in an instant, I rushed to the front of Ye Xiwen. After the demon wing was launched, Ye Xiwen’s speed did not stay well, and it immediately surpassed the extreme of the flesh.

"How fast, how can it be so fast!" At this time, many big people in the depths of the Yuntai suddenly changed color. The battle between the two people, whether it is more than fighting, or fighting, is still in them. Within the expected range, just like the two children fighting, there is nothing to care about.

However, Ye Xiwen's current speed, even if they are masters of these days, they still feel unusually amazing after seeing it.

Even the masters of these heavenly worlds are amazed, let alone these people.

"Hey!" A loud noise, Ye Xiwen punched the chest of the leaf empty.

"Boom!" A huge explosion came, and then his figure was like a cannonball. He was directly shot and flew out, dragging a huge trace directly from the ground, and dragging a body directly on the ground. The tens of miles of cracks, picking up countless soot, can only stop.

Everyone looked at Ye Xiwen awkwardly.

The green leaves are falling, and in the momentum of Ye Xiwen, they are constantly flying, stirring, and there is a gust of wind in the ears.

"Is this his true strength?" Someone said with amazement, seeing this scene is simply dumbfounded. They can only see Ye Xiwen disappear, reappear, and then the leaf void is like a cannonball. The blast came out.

Compared with just now, Ye Xiwen is more horrible and daunting. If he just said that his strength is still in the range that everyone can understand, then a pair of demon wings is equal to making him even more powerful. , with a fundamental improvement.

"Is the leaf void dead?" At this time, the talents had just turned from Ye Xiwen's amazement to Ye Xukong.

A horrible force, in the direction of Ye Xukong, instantly boiled up, countless horrible cyclones, mixed with gravel, and various debris as empty waste.

"Ye Xiwen, can push me to this level, you are still the first!" A cold, ruthless voice, passed from the smoke.

Everyone looked at it and found that a figure climbed out of the ruins. His figure was also stalwart. An inexplicable breath was radiated from his body. It was a kind of stalwart that looked down on all beings.

Deep in the clouds, some old antiques of Yejia and foreign forces have changed their faces. This is the atmosphere of the legendary god.

"Ye Xiwen, do you know why I can still go to the present without the cultivation of Yejia?" Ye Xukong seems to recognize Ye Xiwen's strength and status, and actually has a mood to chat with him.

A piece of smoke is boiling, and Ye Xiwen can't see the face of the leaf emptiness, only to see a vague figure standing in it.

There is a kind of exudation on his body that makes Ye Xiwen feel the familiarity of the atmosphere. Yes, it is the familiar atmosphere.

The breath of the gods!

Ye Xiwen quickly reacted. This breath is the breath of the gods. Because he used to be a descendant of a lot of demon gods on Wan Yao Island, the divine spirit that has been refined is still very much for him. important.

Therefore, this kind of breath, he will never forget, although it is a completely different god, but to say, that kind of indifference, the feeling of beings as a ants, but it is exactly the same, but compared to this **** The breath is more pure than the descendants of the demon gods of Ye Xiwen.

"Because, I am, the Son of God!" In the smoke, I couldn't see the face of the leaf, but I could hear his cold voice.

Son of God!

Suddenly everyone is stunned!

Unimaginable, it would be such a reason!

Everyone is boiling, whether it is the Ye family or the power of other ethnic groups. When I heard the news, it was completely boiling, even if it was the big man in the depths of the clouds, it was not because Others are because of the Son of God.

A long time ago, after the end of the mythical era of the rule of the gods, after the dusk of the gods, the gods have changed from the existence of reality to the existence of rumors.

Everything about the gods is in the long history and is eliminated a little bit.

Among the people’s impressions, those gods, they are proud, they are mysterious, they are cold, they are the masters of everything in the world, so everything about the gods has become the focus of everyone’s pursuit, and the most important thing is that They will never die.

It is not only the human race, but also the real goal pursued by other ethnic groups.

I have cultivated to the heavens and humans. In fact, from this step, there is only one step left, and only one step will be able to enter the realm of immortality.

But after the end of the mythology, no one can ever enter the realm of eternal life, just a step away, but trapped the vast majority of people outside.

Therefore, they will be so keen to understand everything about the gods, and want to unravel the mystery of the immortal life.

But the era of mythology disappeared too suddenly, and there were not many things left, and it often became a collection of giants.

Now, in front of them, there is a son of God. If it is the Son of God, then everything can be said, because God is the master of the heavens and the world, and the Son of God is The sons of God who loved God, they inherited the blood of the gods by nature. There is no obstacle to cultivation. Even if they are not practicing at all, they can continue to awaken because of the blood of the gods in the body, and cultivate a natural and crazy rise.

They are born strong, and in the ancient times there are many legends of the Son of God, but it was a long time ago. (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)