Pure Yang Wushen

Chapter 751 The fist shakes the starry sky!
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On the bloody beach.

The face of the monster youth is not very good-looking. As a forbidden king from the vast starry sky, he has opened up a small world of [-] miles, and the power of the small world is still faintly falling behind the young masters of the same generation facing this lacking place. Downwind, for him, is really hard to accept.As for the so-called ancestral ban, he does not believe at all that the ancestral ban can be born in a place with a lack of Dao, and it is impossible to do it no matter how defiant, because there is a defect in the innate, it is impossible to be perfect.

"kill!"

The young man of the Yaozu yelled violently, and moved his fist again, the power of the small world boiled, and a golden light condensed on the front of the fist, crystal clear like glass, this is the power of the small world that has been condensed to the extreme, every trace is Enough to crush mountains and rivers.

Roar!
Along with the movement of his fist, there was a roar that seemed to penetrate the soul. It was a huge animal silhouette, which emerged behind it, golden and brilliant, as if cast from gold, with a tiger body and a bull head, but only one It has a golden unicorn, and a tail behind it is covered with golden scales, shiny and cold.

Majestic as a prison, the majesty of this beast shadow is not weaker than that of Kunpeng and Taotie, the emperors of the Four Seas Monster Race. With the appearance of this beast shadow, the fist of the monster clan youth became more and more brilliant, as if it was burning, and the flames shone. The sky is bright in all directions, and it almost has the tendency to run through the nine heavens.

It's hard to imagine what kind of grand fist this is. The blood-colored beach is everywhere, and many martial arts people from the five countries tremble. Primordial spirit figures, even first-rate Hunyuan Realm masters, are crying and it is difficult to look directly at them.

hold head high!
Su Qinian was very straightforward, facing this punch was an immortal punch. Accompanied by the roar of the real dragon, the gravel of time flew, and the light was boundless, as if it wanted to penetrate from the beginning of the starry sky to the end of the universe.

With this punch, Su Qinian developed his current comprehension of boxing techniques to an incisive state. He opened up a small world of time and light, and his comprehension of the origin of light and the origin of time became more profound and simple. The boxing, light body and saber techniques of the entire "Time Is Not Extinct" have all gone a step further and become more mature.

clang!clang!clang!
The two fists collided in the void fault like lightning, punching forcefully, piercing through the thirty-six void faults, and faintly breaking through the thirty-seven void faults.

Groups of glaring fist lights burst out, and the light was blazing, like rounds of suns exploding, and the light rained like arrows, piercing one after another of the void faults to be riddled with holes and shattered.

The two strong fists are intended to collide with each other, the inexplicable roar of the beast and the roar of the real dragon are opposed, even the void fault cannot be completely isolated, the blood-colored beach is everywhere, many martial arts people retreat again and again, their hearts are swaying, and the spirits of all spirits seal the town , and can hardly suppress this invisible majesty. For martial arts practitioners under the ordinary Hunyuan state, it is a huge spiritual oppression, which is difficult to bear.

At this moment, the silhouettes of Su Qinian and the monster youth no longer exist in the real world, but have stepped into layers of void faults, and what everyone sees are also many distorted figures, as if existing in the world at the same time. In different worlds, the speed of the two fists was so fast that they almost turned into a beam of light. The two fist lights were colliding, and it was almost difficult to see the trajectory of the fist.

Boom!Boom!Boom!
After ten breaths passed, the sound of the collision of the two fists became louder and louder, almost like the beating of drums in the sky. The fists rubbed against each other, splashing hundreds of flames thousands of feet high. They were the light fire and the sun fire, the two most powerful Dao fires. Splashing into many void faults, two young masters who are rare in the world have penetrated thirty-nine void faults.

The blood-colored sandy beach is surrounded by many masters of the primordial spirit who have been observing each other. The force of force piercing through the thirty-nine void faults is completely different from entering the thirty-nine void faults. Even a divine soldier might find it difficult to withstand such a deep-seated strangling force of nothingness.

In the fight at the thirty-ninth void fault, whether it was Su Qinian or the young man from the Yaozu, their fist strength had already broken through the forty-five void fault, and even reached the forty-five fault.

Generally speaking, in the eyes of many Yuanshen masters, even Dacheng Yuanshen masters at the eighth level of martial arts state, it is difficult for force to penetrate the forty-five layers of void faults, unless it is those taboo masters, or even holy forbidden figures. arrive.

That is to say, no matter it is the Bright Dragon King or the young master of the Monster Race, they are no longer the opponents of the Dacheng Primordial Spirit of the ordinary eighth level martial arts state. This kind of talent and force can be called stunning ancient and modern.

The edge of the bloody beach.

Panjin, the King of the Sanshengzong's holy ban, had deep eyes, clenched and loosened his fists until this moment, he did not understand the gap between himself and the Bright Dragon King and the young man of the Yaozu. Perhaps with the six-level realm, he can defeat the ordinary seven-level Dacheng Primordial Spirit, but in the hands of these two young Dacheng Primordial Spirits who have opened up the small world of the Primordial Spirit, it is absolutely difficult for him to survive a move. , each of them is more amazing than him, and there is a gap in the realm of martial arts, it is impossible to have the slightest chance of winning.

Thirty-nine void faults.

hold head high!
There was a roaring dragon chant, and Su Qinian's fists were shining, blazing and sacred, piercing through the barrier of the fortieth void fault with a puff, and the young man of the Yaozu fell into the fortieth void fault at the same time.

Clang!Clang!Clang!
There are sparks splashing on both of them, breaking through the fortieth void fault, which is equivalent to enduring the martial arts attack of entering the eighth level of martial arts all the time. The physical bodies of the two are countless times stronger than ordinary psychic soldiers , I also feel a pressure at this moment, but whether it is Su Qinian or the young man of the Yaozu, they both have an invincible heart and an invincible will. Do your best.

"How can we fight against our vast starry sky in a place where the way is lacking!"

Forty layers of void faults, the young man of the Yaozu roared loudly, his aura was like the sun across the sky, and he saw thousands of stars, his energy and blood were burning like a melting pot of heaven and earth, even gold and iron could be melted, his fists were firm and unstoppable, they belonged to him The reincarnation boxing technique of this family has evolved to the extreme that he can comprehend right now.

There was a roar of a beast that seemed to shake the stars, and a river of stars was seen in the light of the fist. The majestic beast shadow behind it melted into the light of the fist at this moment, and seemed to come alive. The year of begging swept across.

In an instant, Su Qinian's hairs stood on end. This long-lost sense of crisis not only did not frighten him, but also made his blood boil. There is no doubt that this is an opponent who is evenly matched with him. Such an opponent It's so rare, under this punch, Su Qinian was aroused with a fighting spirit, he let out a long roar, his black hair fluttered wildly, and he was dressed in a coarse white robe, his feet were walking like a dragon, and his fists were moving like a sacred mountain. From then on, the light of the fist ebbs and flows like the years, everything is impermanent, infinite, as vast and endless as the universe.

The road of time and darkness revolves, this is the ultimate comprehension of Su Qinian's comprehension of "Bright Dao" now, he takes a step forward, as if stepping on the veins of time, he goes retrograde, looking back at the time, where the light of his fist passes , Vientiane retreated, even if it was the powerful and powerful punch of the monster youth, it was no exception.

With this punch, he hooked the small world of time, and the power of reversing time pushed it to the extreme.

Even the powerful punch of the monster youth was affected by Su Qinian's fist movement, the light of the fist also showed signs of collapsing, and the shadow of the beast changed from reality to reality and was no longer stable.

Bang!
When two fists collide, a blazing light rises tens of thousands of feet, twists and shoots, and penetrates more than ten layers of void faults. Even in the real world, not only the eyes of the masters of the Primordial Realm are stinging, but tears are flowing, which is normal. The top master of Yuanshen, who had just formed the Yuanshen, couldn't help closing his eyes, the Yuanshen was hurting, and he couldn't look directly.

The grand impact sound even penetrated into the real world, rushing up to the nine heavens like a substance, breaking into the innate thunder sea, stirring up thousands of huge waves, the waves churned, and one by one the waves burst, just like small worlds were born and died, This kind of momentum, especially the top primordial spirit figures have a clearer cognition, and the more they know, the more shaken their minds, it is difficult to calm down, and even trembles.

pedal!pedal!pedal!
In the blazing light, the monster youth staggered back and fell into the forty-first void fault. One of his arms was convulsed, and golden blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, which was as thick as magma, burning golden flames, and the first light in his pale golden pupils The first time he showed an expression of disbelief, but more often he was ashamed.

It's hard to believe that he lost to a master of the same generation in a place where the Dao is lacking, and to the fist that contains the light and the source of time. Although the power of the small world that flows back in time can only make him retreat half a breath, it is enough to stabilize everything. , This is still in this lacking place, it is hard for the Yaozu youth to imagine that if he enters the vast starry sky, fills up the lack of Taoism, and enters the realm of perfection, I am afraid that he will not only be able to turn back the time he is in for half a breath, but even Counting interest is possible.

And if time goes back a few breaths, all his attacks will come to naught, and he will become a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, leaving only a body of flesh and blood, and he will become a living target.

"Ant, how dare you insult me!"

The blond hair of the Yaozu youth was dazzling, he shouted loudly, and Sen Leng's murderous intent burst out of his body, he was really angry, he grasped it with his fingers, and a mouthful of golden Zhan Ge emerged, which was grasped by one of them.

hum!
The golden Zhange revived in an instant, and a terrifying aura rose up. It was not a psychic soldier, nor an emperor soldier in the usual sense. There were strands of quasi-holy aura overflowing. Soldiers!

Su Qinian stepped into the forty-one void faults step by step, his face remained unchanged, his fighting spirit was surging like a vast ocean, the death knife fell from the courtyard of the gods, and was grasped by one of them, with the power of the small world of time poured into it, the blade fell Crystal clear, overflowing with the gravel of time, the sacred brilliance bloomed, and an aura that was not weaker than the golden war spear permeated the air. (Ask for a monthly ticket recommendation ticket. Starting point genuine subscription is the greatest support for ten steps! Please forgive me for intermittent and unstable updates during the Chinese New Year.)
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