Supreme Immortal Demon

The mighty ones in the world, the giant overlords, the natives of Xingyuan... all those who saw this scene were shocked and speechless.

The most shocked one was the Great Emperor of the North Pole.

He couldn't accept that Luo Chuan could break the Fist of the God with one finger, but what he didn't expect was that Luo Chuan could also use the Fist of the God, and it was a Fist of the God that was more powerful than his!

In the broken space, the air was flying! The evil spirit was rolling!

Luo Chuan's punch was completely different from the artistic conception of the Wuji Zhenzhi. Although it also had spirituality, it was not the kind of spirit of all living things.

There was only one spirituality in his punch.

That was the boundless bloodiness accumulated after killing all the monsters and 100,000 evil demons!

A transparent figure, a fist burning like fire, blood and evil rushed to the sky, and the deathly aura accumulated into an endless blood prison, sweeping across the nine heavens, covering the three realms, and overwhelming the Great Emperor of the North Pole.

Bang!

The North Pole Emperor's punch was dispersed, the second punch was swallowed, and before the third punch was thrown, Luo Chuan's punch full of infinite undead blood had arrived.

Gritting his teeth, the North Pole Emperor withdrew.

There was a loud uproar.

No one expected that the North Pole Emperor would be at a disadvantage so quickly in the duel with Luo Chuan.

Although they were far away, everyone could feel the terrible murderous intent contained in Luo Chuan's punch, which was extremely domineering. The power of the punch was even greater than that of the North Pole Emperor's divine punch. The fist spread, and even the Tianhuang Waterfall was stagnant. The power of this punch can be imagined.

"Could it be a punch from the gods?"

"It looks like... but not like..."

"Luo Chuan is a genius... no, he should be considered an extraordinary genius. But he doesn't look like a divine fetus anyway."

"It's hard to say. It's terrible, really terrible! Such a terrifying killing nature cannot be bred without the accumulation of hundreds of thousands of lives."

The powerful overlords were talking about it. Although the scene on the arena of the domain competition was amazing, the battle between the North Pole Emperor and Luo Chuan was also eye-catching. This battle will not only determine who will be the unique fist overlord of the Nine Heavens, but also affect the future situation of the Nine Heavens.

"No! It's not a fist from the gods!"

The North Pole Emperor fled in the void, between time and space, avoiding Luo Chuan's invincible punch, as if he had repeated the punch from the gods before.

The difference is. Luo Chuan was well-balanced and at ease, while the North Pole Emperor looked even more embarrassed.

"This punch is a post-natal punch... He cultivated it... But such a heavy murderous aura and bloodiness, even the Tianhuang Waterfall can't bear it... Where on earth has he been cultivating for the past ten years..."

The Great Emperor of the North Pole was getting more and more unsure. He thought that his divine punch with the domineering fist was enough to crush all the boxing masters of the time, including Luo Chuan. But he didn't expect Luo Chuan to have cultivated such a punch, which directly suppressed his divine nature.

This can't go on.

The Great Emperor of the North Pole thought secretly in his heart that although he had made some arrangements before today, he didn't really take Luo Chuan to heart.

In addition to the fist of the gods, he certainly has other tricks, but no matter how powerful they are, they are only one level higher than the fist of the gods at most.

Facing such a terrifying punch from Luo Chuan, the Great Emperor of the North Pole was not very sure about those tricks, and he didn't want to delay any longer. To weaken his prestige, as the future master, the new Holy Emperor, he must kill Luo Chuan in a crushing way.

"It's just the way it is. Luo Chuan, you can force me to use it, which is enough to make you famous in the history of immortals, although you are still my supporting role."

The Great Emperor of the North Pole stared at Luo Chuan and laughed.

He stopped dodging, and aurora overflowed from his body, and the sacred aura fluctuated. It gathered into a circle of transparent light with bright holy light, surrounding him.

Bang!

Luo Chuan punched, and the fist of the dead soul filled with infinite murderous intent hit the light circle heavily, directly deflated the light circle!

The Great Emperor of the North Pole clenched his teeth. He pinched the seal with his hands and muttered something.

Although Luo Chuan's fist was weakened by the light circle, a small part of it still rushed into the light circle.

Puff!

A crack appeared on the cheek of the Great Emperor of the North Pole, and blood spurted out.

In a blink of an eye, the crack expanded and the injury spread all over his body. Even from a distance, the powerful giants could see that the Great Emperor of the North Pole was bloody, and it was obvious that he was seriously injured by Luo Chuan's fist.

Such injuries are not a big deal for most cultivators, and they are not surprising.

But when such injuries appear on the body of the North Pole Emperor, the first person in the Nine Heavens, it seems extremely terrifying. Before today, who would have thought that the North Pole Emperor would lose in a boxing duel and be injured like this, even if the opponent is another equally powerful supreme overlord, Luo Chuan.

Just when everyone thought that the battle had lost suspense, a change occurred.

The light circle around the North Pole Emperor suddenly released a blazing light, quickly resisting and dispersing Luo Chuan's fist full of blood spirits of death, until it disappeared. At the same time, the holy light was also repairing the North Pole Emperor's injuries.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang... The thunder-like bombardment echoed in the world.

Luo Chuan blasted out a million punches in an instant, and the air waves impacted and flowed, the entire Xingyuan was shaking, and the Tianhuang Waterfall was directly frozen by the murderous aura.

The holy shield light circle was shaken repeatedly, as if it would collapse at any time.

But until Luo Chuan threw thousands of punches, the holy shield light circle still held on tenaciously. It seemed to be shaky, but it was always solid and unbreakable, protecting the North Pole Emperor who had recovered from his injuries.

"Humph, Luo Chuan, stop wasting your time. Do you know that you are hitting the Heavenly Dao? You are using your fists to hit the Heavenly Dao, are you dreaming?"

The Arctic Emperor laughed loudly. As the son of a sage, the God of Destiny, he had almost become a quasi-sage and was able to control the way of heaven.

The way of heaven is unique, it is the standard of the Nine Heavens and the law of morality!

Even though Luo Chuan, Banzhao Buddha and others have created their own scriptures for the future, if they don't break through and become the masters of the future, they still cannot escape the control and restraint of heaven.

"So that's it. For the past ten years, you have been practicing outside the giant waterfall of Tianhuang. Killing evil demons outside the world has achieved your murderous nature." The Arctic Emperor gently flicked the light in front of him, and a text flashed across, telling him Luo Chuan The origin of this punch: "Unfortunately, the edge of the Tianhuang Giant Waterfall is not really Tianwaitian. It can only be regarded as a buffer zone between Jiutian Realm and Tianwaitian. No matter how many Tianwai you kill there, Even evil spirits cannot create a boxing technique that can truly threaten the way of heaven."

"You can force me to use the laws of heaven, which is enough for me to be proud of."

"But that's it."

The Arctic Emperor smiled coldly, and with the power of the Holy Way, he crushed Luo Chuan!

The world is spinning, everything is upside down!

The Arctic Emperor forcibly used the power of heaven, which had a huge impact on the Nine Heavens Realm. As a result, earthquakes and tsunamis occurred in countless distant realms... The world was turned upside down, and all kinds of bizarre things happened frequently!

In Xingyuan, the huge Tianhuang Waterfall that was frozen by Luo Chuan's fist also resumed flowing. It fell from above, and the speed of the waterfall was three or four times faster than before.

Death and nirvana, despair and relief, struggle and giving up... all kinds of strange emotions echoed in the hearts of the powerful overlords in the distance, lingering. Although the Heavenly Strike was not facing them, even if it was, they still had the urge to kneel down and surrender. This was true even for the most powerful people, let alone ordinary powerful people.

Luo Chuan, it’s over!

However, he was able to force the Arctic Emperor to use the power of heaven and use his greatest back-up move, which only narrowly overturned the God of Destiny... Regardless, Luo Chuan is already a legend in this era.

Just when everyone believed that Luo Chuan was bound to die, Luo Chuan raised his head and looked up at the murderous intent of Heaven.

Ten years ago, in the sky above the Jade God Realm, he also faced the way of heaven and escaped miserably.

The power of Heaven at that time could not be compared with the power of Heaven under the personal control of the God of Destiny, the Arctic Emperor.

Ten years, for most monks, is just a short moment, but for Luo Chuan, who has a long river of time, it is long enough, long enough for him to find a way to deal with the power of heaven.

"Confinement."

Luo Chuan opened his mouth, uttered two words, raised his hand and stretched out his fingers.

Everyone's heart suddenly trembled, including the Arctic Emperor.

Luo Chuan did the same when he faced a punch from the god before, and his movements were almost exactly the same.

"Impossible! He can't possibly break the power of the Holy Dao... He can't have so many back-ups!"

The Arctic Emperor secretly gritted his teeth, but the next moment, his heart skipped a beat. (To be continued.)