Paradise of Demonic Gods

Frowning slightly, Fang Xingjian's high-dimensional perception constantly perceives the situation around him. The first is the first magical empire. The remaining seven doomsday fortresses feel like seven stars around them, giving him a strong sense of threat. .

Then there is the door of the creation, Fang Xingjian perceives the position of the star picker, and dozens of god-level nine masters in the gate of the creation.

In addition, it is the man who talks to him in front of him. The threat that the other party gives him is stronger than the other people and things in the room.

When I heard the other person's problem, Fang Xingjian said faintly: "I don't understand what you said."

"So?" Yan Feibai laughed. "But I am not so unreasonable." His gaze suddenly cooled down.

The two are opposite each other, and Yan Feibai’s eyes are all suffocating, and the invisible forces collide with each other in the void.

"Like this, if you change your face and swear that you will never use this face again, I can consider not killing you."

Fang Xingjian's brow wrinkled and finally understood where the other party's hostility came from. He asked directly: "Do you know Li Anping? Silver Devil, Li Anping?"

The murderousness in Yan Fei's white eyes burned fiercely: "Hey? It's interesting, you know the existence of your majesty, you dare to..."

In the door of creation, the eyes of the Emperor's curse flashed a trace of suspicion: "What happened? These two people know?"

Everyone suddenly looked at the star picker, and the curse asked: "Do you know what the origin of this person is?"

The star-studded man explained: "His name is Fang Xingjian... He is from a parallel universe similar to the Central Continent, but the continent he is in is very weak, and there is no longevity. Most of the time is the strongest. God level is heavy."

"From such a small world?"

"That should not know."

"So what are they talking about?"

"I hope this Fang Xingjian will not provoke the existence." The glacial goddess said: "He is afraid that even one of the other's eyes can't bear it, but if you accidentally anger the other person, not only will you die, but we are also implicated. After all, Our power system is too similar."

Just when the people felt puzzled because of the pictures in front of them, they felt the power of incomparable horror from the rise of Yan Feibai.

It is like the power of a sun exploding in the body of Yan Fei, and it is stirred and run in his body. Finally, as a driving force, Yan Feibai gently flicked his finger toward the forehead of Fang Xingjian.

It’s just that the outburst of this power has been felt, and the many powerful people in the door of creation have been frightened, not to mention the shock wave that broke out next.

It was a horrible explosion than the disintegration of the last days of the fortress. The glare and violent rays filled every inch of the space. The space around it was stretched hundreds of millions of times. The time was dragged. It is thousands of times slower.

Under the distorted time and space, everyone felt that the bombardment of this finger seemed to have passed through the millennium.

After the distortion reached a limit, time and space began to break, and the absolute void became a black path, spreading all the way along the direction of Yan Feibai fist, a kind of end of the universe, the atmosphere of the end of the Milky Way flowing out of it.

Wherever he went, all the neutrinos, radiation, and even time and space that floated in the void were turned into nothingness and disappeared into the universe.

Then I saw that Yan Feibai’s finger had a space to crack, and the space that turned into nothingness spread all the way at the speed of light, and seemed to extend directly to the end of the universe.

"This kind of destructive power, the space can not be repaired in an instant? Is he going to destroy the entire universe?"

"Damn, how did Fang Xingjian anger him?"

"It's finished! We have to be affected."

"This Fang Xingjian is dead." The glaciers still kept calm at this moment: "There is a direct breakage of time and space. This level of power is enough to shake the foundation of the entire universe."

The eyes of the star-splitting people stunned, and the thought in the mind was that Fang Xingjian had previously used brute force to open up time and space.

He hesitated with some hesitation: "But Fang Xingjian..."

"There is nothing." The **** on the side will say back: "You don't know the horror of this attack. I know that this square sword is very powerful for you, but for the entire multiverse, what kind of person like this? Not counted.

Even a finger pops up this destructive power, too curse, we must evacuate quickly..."

The picking star is a slight bun, because he wants to say that it is just the scene, it seems that Fang Xingjian can do it.

But without waiting for God to return to the speech, everyone’s surprised eyes, Fang Xing’s palm slammed the black path of nothingness, and then pinched it, and glued the broken space directly with brute force. Together, even the head that was originally swallowed up by black has been reorganized.

Everyone in the door of creation is silent, and the bare hand squeezes the broken void. It can be said that this scene that Fang Xingjian has just done has completely broken their common sense.

On the other side, Yan Feibai also showed the same color of surprise, but the next moment he laughed: "It's a bit interesting. What about the two fingers?"

Although the performance of Fang Xingjian far exceeds the door of creation, the estimation of everyone in the ancient heaven court, but for Yan Feibai, it is still only a stage of play.

On the Doomsday Fortress, Edwards exclaimed: "Is it possible to catch a blow from the Star Warrior? I don't know how long he can hold on." Thinking of it, his eyes suddenly condensed: "Exactly, they entangled the opportunity The whole staff is ready to evacuate."

On the other side, I saw Yan Feibai. In addition to the index finger, his **** was also bent. Two fingers were working together to aim at the position of Fang Xingjian’s chest.

"If you want to come, you can stop it if you can stop it."

Like the explosion of the sun, the force broke out from the fingers of Yan Feibai again. The boundless emptiness burst out from his fingertips and turned into a imaginary shock wave that covered the body of Fang Xingjian.

This time, Fang Xingjian did not passively beat, and Emperor Tianzhu’s projection was almost at the same time. The supreme seal, the cosmic print, and the infinity print emerged in the void, and the last three seals merged into one, which turned into a move in the direction of Yan Feibai. Hey, go.

The golden handprints were smashed in the void, and in the stunned perception of the crowd, they also hit a black void, and slammed into the sinister wave of Yan Feibai, and all of them were attributed to nothing.