The Great Tao Chronicle

Chapter 742 The World of Gods

Step, punch!

Daoist Juechen has no reservations. With this punch, the blood flowed violently, making a sound like waves hitting the shore.

After three years of dreaming career, different from other dreamers who study the inner strength and the way of true qi, Daoist Juechen originally only used the dream world to practice Neijiaquan.

Only recently have I started to dabble in the cultivation of infuriating energy.

Under this punch, the True Qi in his body was thin, but his physical strength was extremely surging. With a punch, the air swayed in circles like water.

Su Jie and Baihu's special firearms are not as fast as his punch!

boom!

Punch out, hit!

Just listening to a low roar like a hammer beating a drum, Yan's beard and hair were raised, and the gray-white eyes were full of anger.

This punch was hitting his skull, causing him to tilt his head back, his neck rattled, and his face trembling like waves.

"The Blasphemer!"

‘Yan’ let out a low roar, and a layer of light visible to the naked eye exploded with him at the center.

boom!

Daoist Juechen leaned back and bounced dozens of meters away. When he looked up, he saw a layer of concentric circles of light spreading out in circles, setting off a gust of wind howling.

Su Jie and the two emptied the magazines, only to see the dense bullets shot back, making a rapid and sharp cracking sound.

"Daoist Juechen can't move?!"

Bai Hu and Su Jie were both shocked. Daoist Juechen's punch contained so much power that even an iron man could be directly smashed into mud.

But that 'yan' was hit hard and seemed to be unscathed!

Another monster!

Su Jie's brows jumped wildly, this mysterious man seems to be far less terrifying than the giant snake of destruction, but I'm afraid it's not something they can compete with.

"You go back first!"

Taoist Juechen had a solemn expression, waved his hand, fitted his body, and then stepped forward, facing the turbulent wind and waves, stepping away.

"retreat!"

Glancing at Mr. Di, who had retreated very early, Bai Hu gritted his teeth and turned to flee.

Su Jie stared at it and then retreated.

huh~

Daoist Juechen stepped up, punching like a mountain, rumbling and pressing:

"As expected of a 'God', such a thick skin!"

With one punch, he already understood that this mysterious man did not know the technique of physical killing at all, and the only thing to worry about was that weird 'word spirit'.

That being the case, it is not impossible to kill!

"The Blasphemer!"

Gang style romantic volume, large water waves soaring into the sky. ‘Yan’ roared: “Death!!!”

boom!

The moment the Yan Ling reappeared, Daoist Juechen only felt that his eyes were darkened, as if he had been blasted by a cannonball in his face. With his indomitable will, he was in a trance for a moment.

But at this moment, Daoist Juechen's decision appeared!

He couldn't move, and he didn't know where the enemy was, but he opened his mouth abruptly, and the turbid air that had been squeezed in his chest for a long time condensed into a line under the impetus of blood energy:

"Humph! Ha!"

Counting the 30 years in the dream and the 100 years of inner boxing practice, Daoist Juechen has already pushed all boxing skills to the peak.

This air-breathing kung fu has also achieved great success.

At this time, he made a 'haha' from his back, and the extremely compressed air flow had suddenly exploded in front of his face like an 'air cannonball'.

boom!

Gang wind slaps like a waterfall.

The loud noise and the severe pain made Daoist Juechen wake up abruptly in this Dafa.

As soon as he raised his hand, he punched impartially, hitting the skull of ‘Yan’ again.

"What is this?"

Daoist Juechen was shocked by the punch. He clearly hit the punch, but he felt as if he was swiping towards the sky, empty but not strong.

After concentrating and swept away, I found that there was a layer of indiscernible fluorescence around the mysterious man's body. It was this fluorescence that blocked his fist.

Ka Ka Ka ~

Yan shook his neck, his brows indifferent and cold.

It was undoubtedly a huge shame for him to be hit twice by a mortal in a moment's absence!

huh~

One hit was unsuccessful, and Taoist Juechen immediately pushed it away, swept dozens of meters, and watched vigilantly and solemnly at the mysterious man who was walking on the water and gradually approaching.

"Mortal, you are very good, really good! I thought it would be fine to kill me, but now, this **** has changed his mind!"

Yan holds a crystal ball in one hand and walks on the waves, his brows are full of coldness:

"In your words, it's 'you can't live, you can't die'!"

shhhhh~~~

At this time, a large firelight suddenly dragged the smoke from above the sky.

Accompanied by a long whistle of the white tiger in the communicator:

"Master, back away!"

"Boring trick."

Staring at the shells that came from the sea washing the ground, Yan did not lift his eyelids, he lifted his left hand holding the crystal ball, and said quietly:

"go back!"

Like a whisper, like a reprimand!

It was just a sentence, but it produced a terrifying scene that turned everyone inside and outside the island into discoloration.

The cannonball that was dragging the tail flame, suddenly changed its trajectory under the distortion of the invisible force, and instead shot at the cruise ships that were launched!

"not good!"

On the cruise ship, a warning sign suddenly appeared in Chu Fan's heart, and his scalp was numb: "Yinglong, eject, eject everyone!!"

With a roar, Chu Fan also fought hard.

The body was up and down, and the wheelchair turned out of the deck and fell into the sea.

boom!

Boom!

It was only a few seconds before and after, with the smoke and flames soaring into the sky, all the cruise ships blasted above the ocean, setting off a large roar of waves.

"What kind of monster is this?"

Chu Fan raised his head out of the water and saw an unquenchable flame in the smoke, and all the cruise ships were destroyed on the sea.

Of all the shells, not a single one of them landed on the small island.

"Fuck!"

Mr. Di, who was standing on the reef, watched this scene, his fat face couldn't hold back any longer, and he scolded, and he was about to activate the space-based weapon.

But he was stopped by Ying Long: "Mr. Di, this sea area is full of a strange position that cannot be located. The possibility of space-based weapons destroying this island is only 11.24%, and the possibility of destroying that monster is infinitely close to 0. …”

"Where did this thing come from?"

Mr. Di's teeth were a little sour, and he vaguely felt the state of mind of the former Qinglong.

If this kind of monster entered the Great Xuan, or even any human kingdom, would it still be worth it?

Huhu~

The island was silent.

Many experts from the special affairs bureau who have not yet escaped from the island watched this scene, and all lost their voices.

This is another monster beyond common sense......

Huhu~

In the sea breeze, Yan, who was holding Xue Zheng's body, looked at Daoist Juechen lightly: "Only in a place like yours would someone dare to offend the god."

"Although I don't know what you are, but you don't even have the courage to walk, what kind of **** are you?"

A few hundred meters away, Daoist Juechen's robe was blowing in the wind, his expression solemn and cold: "You are very angry, why don't you do it?"

Daoist Juechen is like a mirror in his heart, the mysterious man's words and spirits must have great restrictions, otherwise, he would not need to talk so much nonsense at all.

In fact, his perception was extremely powerful, and he also felt that after destroying many cruise ship shells, the breath of the mysterious man in front of him seemed to fall.

"island!"

At this time, Xu Hongyun's voice came from the communicator: "His power does not come from the crystal ball, but from this island!

Don't fight him head-on, spread them all out, and use all means to destroy everything on this island, destroy this island! "

"Ok?!"

Daoist Juechen's heart jumped, and before he could think about whether it was true or not, he heard the sound of roaring and cracking from all over the island.

Backed by a big country that is one of the two poles in the world, the experts of the Special Affairs Bureau have never lacked weapons. At the same time as Xu Hongyun's reminder, hundreds of high-explosive grenades have been blasted all over the island!

At the same time, these strong men who are full of true energy and who can make a cameo role in forced demolition, all spread out, and they started to destroy the island while raging!

"The blasphemer should be damned!!"

Hearing the sound of explosions one after another, ‘Yan’ was furious and was about to open his mouth when he heard the air burst in front of him.

That majestic Taoist actually killed him again!

"You can't kill anyone!"

Daoist Juechen stepped like a mountain, pumped his blood and true qi, and threw a hundred punches with one step, and after walking a hundred meters, the afterimages in the sky were already set off.

Fist is like a forest of arrows, overwhelming the sky and hitting the mysterious man who calls himself "Yan"!

......

"It doesn't seem to work?"

On the wilderness trail, on the open-air bucket of a pickup truck, An Qisheng casually lay on the messy goods and looked up at the sky.

At a certain moment, his eyes moved, and a line of words overflowed:

[Consumes 40,000 Dao Power points (ten times the consumption)]

[Words: No life (dead)]

[Fate track: Born in the world of the gods, the supreme gods govern the kingdom of the sun gods, the main gods of light, born legendary, and become demigods when they are adults.

Walking on many demi-planes, intending to collect beliefs, forge a godhead, exalt the kingdom of gods, and become a true god...

In the battlefield of the astral world, he encountered the descendant of the fallen powerful divine power 'Craftsman God'. Although he obtained the divine status, he fell into the universe of absolute spirit...

Died in the Absolute Spirit Universe, Cause of Death, No Spirit, No Faith]

[Evaluation: top demigod, main **** blood, level, three-star]

The world of gods, faith, powerful gods...

The supreme god, the sun god, the top demigod, is only one step away from holding the divine fire high...

Forty thousand points of Dao Strength is nothing to An Qisheng. The Dao Strength consumed by this top demigod is not as good as that of Russell.

Just looking at a string of familiar and unfamiliar messages, An Qisheng couldn't help but move.

"The world of the gods?! Oh my god! What the **** are you guys~www.wuxiaspot.com~ What a **** place!"

The three-hearted blue soul boy who was called out by An Qisheng was stunned: "This is a world group that the Witch God Realm encountered, the Lord of Nightmare, the God of Destruction, the original ancestor of the Nightmare Hydra once devoured this world. A big world under the world of Fang Da gods...

This is a great world with an eternal and supreme god..."

"Escape, escape, Mr. Monster! The world of gods is more aggressive than the world of witch gods, and any civilization is their prey!"

......

The little blue-skinned monster was seriously frightened and kept talking about something. An Qisheng was too lazy to listen, so he directly stuffed it into the reincarnation cave to take care of it.

On the other hand, he looked at the Demigod's Destiny Trajectory II, and his expression suddenly became strange and complicated.

This demigod, actually...

Good night.

(End of this chapter)