Paradise of Demonic Gods: 1237 swallowed
Wu Ruitai was stopped by the two on the other side, but his face was anxious. .
The potential shown by Fang Xingjian makes him pay more attention to him, but he also knows that Divine Level 7th layer has no grasp of time stop. The ability to face this time stop is almost impossible to fight back. No matter how strong Martial Intent is, it is no different from ants.
He must seize the opportunity to break through the blockade of the two and bring Fang Xingjian into this extra period of time to restore the other party's mobility, just as he just communicated with Fang Xingjian during the time stop.
Thinking of this, U Ruitai's body was burning with white flames, and eight light spots released a dazzling white light in his body.
He began to liberate all the power of White Emperor Aurora Sword in his body. Although this will increase his burden and shorten his life again, at this moment, he can no longer control so much. As long as he can save Fang Xingjian, all this is worth it.
‘I can only save him in this world. ’
Thinking of this, Wu Ruitai's body is covered with white flames, and the eight nodes of White Emperor Aurora Sword in the body are like eight little suns that emit overwhelming white light.
On the other side, Haotian God did not stop after he stopped playing, and he saw countless golden lights appearing in the void, forming thousands of handprints.
The Haotian God ’s body has four hands growing from the back, and a total of six palms are printed at high speed, like a lotus bloom.
There seem to be hundreds of millions of lives crying in the void, and countless worlds, large and small, emerge from the shadow of Haotian God.
That's the billions of lives in God Divine domain of Haotian. At this moment, all of them talk about their own will and people's heart into the spirit of Haotian.
At the same time, the six palms of the God of Hao Tian were also sealed, and the prayers in the void around them gradually turned into a voice.
"Extreme!"
"The universe!"
"Infinite!"
These three fingerprints are the final secret of High Heaven Grand Dao. Among the High Heaven Big Handprint, only the Emperor of Heavenly Gate can master the highest secret art of Cultivation, which represents the most powerful quantity of conquering infinite time and infinite space.
At this moment, Haotian God uses the billions of people in his Martial Intent and Divine domain to become dragon spirit to promote this supreme secret art.
Almost when the Supreme Seal, the Universal Seal, and the Infinite Seal were just formed, there was a wave of fluctuation between heaven and earth, and everyone had a sense of absurdity that they would be excluded from this heaven and earth.
That is, every inch of space here has been squeezed to the limit by the three Indian forces of Haotian God.
"It's over ..."
Looking at the still-moving Fang Xingjian, a flash of mercy flashed in the eyes of Haotian God. The three major handprints overlapped, symbolizing the endless power of conquering infinite time and infinite space. Tianyin, banged fiercely towards Fang Xingjian.
The power of this strike against the Emperor Tianyin is fierce to an incredible level, because it is not only the strength of Haotian God himself, but the borrowed power of the past and future, dozens of parallel universes, and even count Thousands of timelines and parallel universes will undergo various changes, large or small, as a result of this strike, producing a series of chain reactions.
In the turbulent space, Yuqing Xianzun, Zixing Shangren, Wu Ruitai were even squeezed out by a violent riot.
"It's too fierce." Seeing this emperor's heavenly mark, Yu Qing Xianzun couldn't help but whisper, he hasn't seen the violent Haotian God for too long, too long, this blow Di Tianyin couldn't even fix it.
Weruitai's eyes were already anxious. The whole person turned into a flaming white flame, constantly rushing to the left and right, but was suppressed by Yu Qing Xianzun and the star picker.
"Give up, Wuritai." The Martial Intent of the picking star exchanged: "The three of us shot together. If we still can't win you, then we have no face to continue to live."
The trio's engagements and exchanges all proceed at the speed of light, which happens in an instant.
And the Emperor Tianyin on the other side also fell directly towards the top of Fang Xingjian, and has not yet touched. Fierce pressure has been transmitted, and the depression surrounding the space around Fang Xingjian has even been squeezed. Squeezed out, the dimensionality of the cramped space is showing signs of being blown open.
If Yuqing Xianzun does not have their defense in this attack, I am afraid that both the western continent and Miracle World will be blown into pieces.
Even if the destructive power is stabilized within a hundred miles, it will cause severe ecological damage in the next hundreds of years.
But at this moment, one palm opened slowly, holding the Emperor Tianyin under the pressure of Haotian God steadily, and pressing all the power contained in the Emperor Tianyin to the palm of his hand. in.
Fang Xingjian caught Emperor Tianyin in one hand, both eyes looked indifferently at Haotian God, and said lightly: "That's it?"
"What? What are you doing ..." Haotian looked at the Fang Xingjian in front of him in amazement, and didn't understand what was going on.
The next moment Fang Xingjian grabbed his Emperor Tianyin with one hand, and punched with the other. The layered sky outside Ling Xiao Palace was broken in front of this fist, and then the fist was directly poured into the head of Haotian God, His brain exploded directly, and the entire person's Dharma Body was also attacked by this huge force, and it exploded into pieces.
Looking at the golden light spots in the sky, Fang Xingjian said lightly: "Too fragile ..."
At this moment, the Fang Xingjian finally has a deeper understanding of its strength.
Divine Level 9th layer's Haotian God is not much better than the ordinary Divine Level strongman in front of him. The other party has liberated countless secret hands and cooperated with the Emperor Tianyin released by Emperor Tianmen's final three handprints. It seems to Fang Xingjian The power of fifty thousand points Martial Intent.
Martial Intent and other things, the improvement of each point is a few times more difficult and powerful than before.
Fang Xingjian The 90,000-point Martial Intent is completely different from the strength of the opponent, and the multiple of the gap is an astronomical number.
Looking at the other party to rebirth with time, once again, Fang Xingjian shakes the palm of his hand, as if shooting a mosquito, and has once again scattered Haotian God's body.
However, this level of injury is meaningless to Divine Level 9th layer. God of Hao soon took shape again, looking at Fang Xingjian again with fear, fear, and anger.
"You ... how did you do it?"
If Haotian ’s feeling just now is that the Bronze Bureau met five kings, then now he also finds that his teammates are on-hook and scolded each other.
Fang Xingjian grabbed the opponent ’s head, and the golden bombardment around him was blown away by him. Haotian God attacked the opponent frantically, but a High Heaven Big Handprint shot inside and outside of Fang Xingjian just caused it. The space oscillated, the material collapsed, and the counterpart Fang Xingjian had no influence at all.
Haotian God looked gloomy and said, "Even if I can't help you, you can't kill me, the warriors of Divine Level 9th layer cannot be killed!"
"Oh? Really?" During Fang Xingjian's speech, he released the power in the palm of his hand and squeezed the God in front of him into a thumb-sized light spot, then shoved it into his mouth.
"Stop!"
"Stop it!"
The distant Yuqing Xianzun and the star picking Taoist were still in shock. Seeing this scene was simultaneously roar immediately and then shot.
The whole world seems to turn into blue and black at once. The strength of the two great masters each occupy half of the space on the left and right, respectively. They are transformed into billions of sword light and a black magic claw hitting Fang Xingjian.