Great Antiquity: You Have to Create a Jade Butterfly at the Beginning

Then, a huge faucet came out first.

The dark dragon head, carrying terrifying power, madly attacked the prince of the east.

It was not until the dragon body appeared that everyone could see clearly that it was a chaotic evil dragon with eighteen claws.

The dragon roared, and the sky shook.

The surrounding chaotic world turned into nothingness.

That terrifying power seems to be destroying this world.

The pseudo-sage powerhouse is really terrifying.

In the prehistoric world, all the great powers are all in shape, and they are hundreds of billions of kilometers away from the battlefield.

At this moment, I also felt the unparalleled power that the dragon carried around his body.

The Duke of East stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes narrowed slightly.

He quietly looked at the chaotic evil dragon that shot towards him, and it was getting closer and closer to him.

He raised his hand just now, turning his palm into a knife, raising his hand and slashing at the evil dragon without any splendor.

Boom! This simple and unpretentious strike seems to be pulling the myriad ways and methods of the chaotic world, but the power contained in it makes the black dragon facing this blow suddenly lose its color.

A simple blow, between the hazy and illusory, as if there is a knife shining.

In the long river of time around him, it seems to be the reappearance of the scene of the great god Pangu who created the world, wrapped in the surging trend of time and time, and stretched out like the unparalleled might of the creation of the world.

Suddenly, he slashed towards the evil dragon.

Chapter 256

Chapter 257

Looking at the black-clothed pseudo-sage who was getting closer and closer, Duke Dong's mouth pursed slightly and his fists clenched slightly.

A tyrannical force emerged in the fist.

"Melee"

Duke Dong snorted coldly, and then, instantly rushed towards the black-clothed pseudo-sage.

The pseudo-sage in black saw this scene, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

If the opponent dares to fight with him in melee, then his goal will be achieved.

"Deadly Feather Blade!"

The pseudo-sage in black snorted coldly.

The tips of the pair of black feathers behind him twisted in a terrifying gesture.

And at the same time as it was twisted, a piece of feather blade broke away from his black feather instantly, and stabbed towards the prince of the east frantically.

The densely packed feather blades seemed like a dense storm.

Carrying a terrifying power, it swept through the entire chaotic space.

Wherever he passed, the chaotic space was devastated, and everywhere was filled with an astonishing evil spirit and killing intent.

When seeing the magical power of the black-clothed pseudo-sage, those saints couldn't help but light up.

Obviously, they didn't expect that this extraterritorial pseudo-sage would have such magical powers.

Moreover, even they felt the terrifying power of this move.

The black-clothed pseudo-sage shoots with one move.

The East Prince was standing in front of the storm blade, his expression was sullen.

Even so, the figure he rushed out still did not stop, but seemed to be getting faster and faster.

In the chaos, only a white phantom can be captured.

He clenched his fist tightly, and the fist as big as a sandbag was like a bright comet at this moment, carrying supreme strength.

There is also a force that exceeds nine times its own limit, and it suddenly blasts forward.

It seems to be able to create the world with one blow.

When this punch was thrown, all the energy tides were eclipsed.

A huge fist full of strength and Taoism suddenly slammed into the storm blade.

Boom! A loud bang.

The terrifying power of the ripples tore apart the entire chaotic space in an instant.

Countless feather blades were all under this blow, flying wildly.

And that fist shadow.

As if he had not been affected in any way, he bombarded the black-clothed pseudo-sage with undiminished power.

Boom! A muffled sound.

The fist shadow slammed on the black-clothed pseudo-wing once again, and the figure of the black-clothed pseudo-sage, under this terrifying force, was blasted backwards.

Although a powerful black feather resisted this terrifying force, at this moment, his body was constantly trembling.

Obviously, resisting this blow, even if he has something as terrifying as Black Feather, he has also received a great backlash.

"evildoer!"

The pseudo-sage in black looked at the East Prince in the distance and cursed angrily.

At this moment, he couldn't help but feel some regrets in his heart, why he had to fight with this man.

At the same time of regret, I kept scolding, scolding, the pervert of Duke Dong.

You, a Primordial Spirit cultivator, don't comprehend the Great Dao and the Law, but you still have to cultivate the physical body. This kind of perversion, even in the world he lives in, has never existed before.

for a long time.

Relying on the wings behind him, the black-clothed pseudo-sage just stopped the retreating figure.

And the chaos of the moment

In the middle of nowhere, within the tens of millions of miles in the void, they were all torn apart by the blow from the confrontation between the two just now.

Everything here is completely wiped out.

The world outside the domain was shattered, the countless stars also turned into dust, the space collapsed, and the entire chaotic space fell into chaos.

And in the whole Great Desolation, the great masters who watched this battle all opened their eyes and mouths wide, and their expressions were all extraordinarily rich.

When the dust settled, the black-clothed pseudo-sage appeared again.

It's just that this time the pseudo-sage in black is no longer as free and easy as before.

On the whole body, except for the pair of black feathers, the body was covered with scars, and the black clothes were destroyed in this energy wave.

And above the black feathers, there was a lot of baldness.

Obviously, that large group was where the fist shadow bombarded.

How miserable.

Seeing the embarrassed appearance of this foreign pseudo-sage, all the great powers in the Great Desolation murmured sympathetically.

Whoever does not provoke, who does not want to provoke Penglai...

You are not unlucky, who is unlucky, you say.

This is the gap between the two sides.

That extraterritorial pseudo-sage is powerful, even if it is placed in the prehistoric world, it is a strong existence other than saints.

However, compared to the perverted fellow practitioner of the Primordial Spirit...the mortal body, Prince Dong.

This relies on Hei Yu's extraterritorial pseudo-sage, which is still worse after all.

in the flood.

The expressions of the six saints are also very rich.

"Damn, this pervert is stronger than before."

In the Yuxu Palace, Yuan Shi's face was ashen, and he couldn't help scolding when he looked at the situation outside the chaos.

In fact, it's not that Duke Dong has become stronger.

But no one has ever seen the extent to which Duke Dong's physical strength will reach the extreme.

The six paths of strength are nine times the limit of the physical body.

This kind of terrifying strength, I am afraid that the Pangu real body that was condensed into the twelve gods and gods back then was nothing more than that.

Everyone may think that the strength of the East Prince has become stronger again.

But only Duke Dong understands that, apart from showing his true physical strength today, even in the chaos that day, his physical strength never really showed.

It's just because, in melee combat, he has never encountered any powerful opponents.

And today, this foreign pseudo-sage, relying on his pair of black feathers, is a person who can make the East Prince look up.

Dare to run rampant in this chaos, after all, there is some ability.

Above Lingshan.

The faces of the two of them are not better than Yuan Shi's.

"Damn, how does this pervert do it? He is only a fake saint, but he can play the strength of a saint."

On the top of Lingshan, Zhunti's face was ashen, and he couldn't stop scolding.

Even though he was only a quasi-sage realm, his strength was even higher than that of a saint.

How can it be accepted by them.

The Daoist Zhun Ti who was sitting next to him also had a gloomy face, his eyes staring through the sky, staring at the awe-inspiring East Prince without blinking.