Who is not a warrior these days?

Chapter 444 Wang Zhenjiang: After all, speaking again...

"Hear the sound of the galaxy shattering!"

When facing his father, Wang Li always has the utmost filial piety in his heart, and there has never been a trace of impurities.

So, starting with a normal attack, that is -

"Galactic Starburst"!
When the first punch was thrown, time seemed to be paused.

Wang Li's right fist was wrapped with spiral nebula light bands, and each light band was a compressed Milky Way.

Before the fist arrived, the space in front had already begun to distort and deform, showing glass-like cracks.

Behind the Black Warrior, the statue of the demon god with three hundred heads swayed at the same time, the demonic will tore through the sky, and the magnificent "Mahakala Mandala" constructed by boundless demonic energy lingered around him layer by layer, all the way to the distant end of the world!

But unfortunately, this secret of ancient Tibetan Tantric Buddhism, even though it had long been cultivated by the Black God of War to the highest level that had never been achieved before and would never be achieved again, and was even powerful enough to withstand the simultaneous attacks of several powerful warriors of the same level as him, was now as fragile as paper.

"Crack!"

When the first layer of mandala was broken, the fist wind that was powerful enough to tear apart the galaxy instantly evaporated all the blood in the sea within a radius of a hundred miles.

The vengeful spirits imprisoned in the blood were purified into balls of atomic ashes before they even had time to scream.

The entire Corpse Plain shook violently, unable to withstand the power of this punch.

When the second mandala was shattered, the countless snake tails of the demon image of the Black Warrior God broke off at the roots.

Every moment of Wang Li's fist was accompanied by the brilliance of the destruction of countless stars, just like the super black hole in the center of the Milky Way, greedily devouring the weight and volume of the entire Milky Way!
"Ahhhh——!"

The Dark Lord roared in pain. The intense thrill between life and death forced him to light up the remaining mandalas with dazzling black light at the same time. He was willing to burn his demonic energy and sublimate it to the utmost in order to increase his defense to the extreme.

however……

But in the blink of an eye, the punch crushed everything in front of it and hit the black warrior's abdomen straight.

"boom!"

The terrifying force that was enough to blow up the entire galaxy evenly bombarded every atom that made up the body of the Dark Lord.

The terrifying force of the punch made Wang Zhenjiang spit out bile and foam uncontrollably. Large areas of his body began to peel off involuntarily, revealing the squirming flesh underneath.

Those flesh and blood were not ordinary things, but were composed of compressed demonic energy. However, they were now falling apart under the power of the Galaxy Star Explosion.

The next moment, the four hundred eyes of the Black Warrior exploded at the same time, and then half of his body was blasted into elementary particles, and a brief fault appeared in space and time itself.
By the time the Black God of War had used all his strength to finally withstand the force of the "Galaxy Starburst" punch, his true body as a god of war had already been forced to transform into a galaxy, in which countless stars were born and died in the cycle of reincarnation.

Magnificent, gorgeous, and brilliant, where is the slightest trace of the aura of a magic god of war?

"It's not over yet."

Before Wang Zhenjiang could even catch his breath, Wang Li's figure flashed and suddenly appeared in front of the Black God of War. There was an extremely filial smile in his voice, and he clenched his right fist again.

"You evil Dark Warrior, please listen to the original sound that created the universe! Athena's exclamation!"

In Wang Li's body, the Omega microcosm world cluster formed by multiple microcosms had three microcosms burning and flickering at the same time, and at the same time they were added to Wang Li's right fist, which he simply clenched!
The triple microcosm seems to exist simultaneously in the past, present and future.

Wherever the fist wind passed, time and space itself began to dislocate.

In a daze, Wang Zhenjiang felt as if he was facing three men in black robes at the same time.

The three of them struck the opening pose of Athena's Amazement, their microcosms burning to the extreme.

"impossible!"

The Dark Lord opened his eyes as wide as he could, trying to see the trajectory of the punch clearly.

but……

"Athena Exclamation!"

Three golden lights converged into a torrent of destruction. Wang Zhenjiang waved his arms wildly, trying to resist the attack from different dimensions, but his hastily constructed demonic energy collided head-on with the force that was comparable to the Big Bang of the universe, and it instantly collapsed and was completely unable to resist.

In this situation, the Black Warrior roared in despair. His four thousand arms formed seals at the same time, burning the original magic energy to build the last line of defense.

All the skeletons on the Corpse Plains rose into the sky, forming a huge black star made up of death energy around the Demon.

There are countless vengeful spirits wandering on the surface of this big star, and inside is a dark matter core that is compressed to the extreme.

But Wang Li's punch has exceeded the limits of the laws of physics.

That is the supreme mystery that is enough to open up the universe, cause the Big Bang, and compress creation and destruction into one blow.

The moment the fists touched, the universe fell into absolute silence.

No sound, no light, just pure nothingness.

At this moment, even time has lost its meaning.

When his senses returned, the Dark Lord found himself kneeling on the ground made of star core crystals.

The true form of the demon god with a thousand heads and faces has collapsed and turned back into the middle-aged man with a haggard face.

His body was covered with cracks, and every cell was on the verge of collapse.

The magic that was once as vast as the ocean is now just a faint spark.

"No I can't. Fall here"

"I still have powerful enemies to defeat, sins to pay for, and wishes to fulfill!"

"I can't fall yet!"

The Dark Lord struggled to spit out all the bile in his mouth, struggled to stand up, and tried his best to burst out the last bit of strength from his body, trying his best to sublimate everything he had.

The devil's body, devil's heart, devil's will, devil's energy... everything is being sacrificed by him for the final struggle!

"I'm going to keep fighting! Fight!"

The Black Warrior stood in the void that had been destroyed countless times in just a few moments. He spoke in a deep tone, word by word.

Unfortunately, Wang Li did not give his stubborn and stubborn old father a chance to breathe.

His figure became blurred under the starlight, as if he existed in every corner of the universe at the same time.

"The last punch."

His voice suddenly became low and solemn, "The Twelve Zodiac Roars."

When Wang Li folded his hands, the projection of the Milky Way behind him began to collapse.

Twelve constellation light bands emerged from the void and wrapped around his arms one by one.

The Aries band of light was the first to entwine, giving this punch an indestructible impact;
Taurus follows closely behind, providing sheer force that can shake the galaxy;
The Gemini band of light split in two, allowing the punch to exist simultaneously in the virtual and the real;

Cancer brings the cyclical force of life and death;
Leo injects pure destructive energy;
Virgo gives form to perfection;
Libra balances all opposing attributes;
Scorpio adds deadly penetration;
Sagittarius gives kinetic energy beyond the speed of light;

Capricorn solidifies the existence of this punch;

Aquarius integrates into endless possibilities;
Finally, the Pisces band of light entwined, injecting a glimmer of mercy into this devastating blow.
The power of the twelve constellations merged perfectly, and Wang Li's fist turned into a miniature cosmic singularity.

There is the brilliance of the birth of stars, the despair of black holes swallowing everything, and the magnificence of supernova explosions.

In an instant, the Black Warrior, who had witnessed the "Twelve Roars of the Zodiac" with his own eyes, had his eyes completely clear and sober.

After all, then again...

"Hey, can we reconcile?" Wang Zhenjiang said.

(End of this chapter)