Start by breaking the limits of the human body - Chapter 254

[Chapter 248 [The despairing gap]]

“Become a God…”

In the sea of divine light shining at high frequency.

Qingyu Tianzun faced the extremely burning Demon-Suppressing Emperor with a clear understanding in his heart. His expression showed no signs of fluctuation. He flicked his fingers again, and the bright sword light brewing in the gourd completely gushed out.

In an instant.

Like a hot knife cutting boiling oil.

The sky is filled with divine light.

It was like meeting a nemesis.

Rapidly destroy and retreat!

Rumble-

the moment when the two qi machines collided.

It’s like two black holes in the sea, and like two worlds wrestling with each other.

The ‘gravity’ of both sides rumbles and turns the world, involving the universe and all kinds of order and laws in the ten directions.

Everything is distorted and Qi is disordered.

All the scenery in the world is stretched into blurred pictures, spinning crazily around the eye of the sea and disappearing.

Mao Shen fights against Tianzun!

The fireflies compete for the bright moon!

Tianzun is relaxed and freehand.

Mao God burns everything.

This was unfair from the beginning.

Only faith and courage support it.

An almost impossible battle to win.

With the clash of swords, the fight finally started.

at the same time.

Northland, Central Plains, East China Sea, Southern Xinjiang, and Western Desert.

Five directions and five emperors.

It also burned with all its strength in the darkness, blooming with the light of fireflies, and swatted at the enemies that were impossible to defeat one after another.

At this moment, if you look down from the sky.

It can be seen in the dark chicken world.

There are six vortexes like the Milky Way that are rotating and colliding crazily, emitting bright pulses of various colors, flickering on and off.

“Kill!!”

In the dark world.

The first roar filled with death aspirations shook the dark world.

Southern Xinjiang battlefield.

Zhan Gan, the second generation founder of Wuwang Mountain, was covered in blood, and destructive waves were brewing in his body. He rushed towards a young man in purple wearing a crown from the Dayan Emperor Dynasty, and screamed sadly to the world: “We are all comrades in the desolate world, and we will be destroyed together. Don’t let these bastards see it.

” It’s flat!”

The sound of sonorous thunder just echoed.

Boom! !

Destructive energy exploded.

It was like a late-stage eruption of the sun in the darkness, shining with dazzling brilliance over thousands of miles of land.

Can’t win!

There’s no way to win!

The battle had just begun.

The second generation founder of Wuwangshan clearly understood this cruel reality.

Thirteen people who conquered tribulation in southern Xinjiang.

All members are three steps above!

They are a group of great supernatural beings.

He tried his best to attack, but it was as ridiculous as a child playing with a sword, and he was taken over lightly.

Even if they burn their lives.

Use various forbidden methods.

He also failed to make his opponent any less complacent.

The gap between the two sides is hopelessly wide.

Bo Tian’s courage?

Immortal faith?

It’s of no use at all!

Because it cannot be exchanged for even a shred of strength.

So…

instead of dying in embarrassment.

It’s better to burn it to your heart’s content!

Rumble–

the extremely violent and gorgeous fireball suddenly expanded.

The self-destruction of the nine-transformation two-stepper.

The energy is enough to wipe out thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, threatening those who are at the top of the Three Steps!

But…

“The fly shakes the tree.”

Faced with the self-destruction of the second-generation founder of Wuwang Mountain, the noble young man in purple from the Dayan Dynasty just spat out four words indifferently, and lightly stretched out the big hand shrouded in four-color divine glory.

Buzz~

Time and space tremble, and all colors flow back.

A simple slap.

What is condensed are four kinds of perfect supernatural powers that reach the pinnacle.

Like a net, like a cover covering the heaven and earth.

The second-generation ancestor of Wuwang Mountain restrained all his power of self-destruction, turned it into a colorful lotus and fell into his palm.

“The nine-transformation true dragon arm, the great achievement of the eighth sect of horizontal refining, the secret code of war, the luck of the low-grade dragon elephant…” The young

man in purple looked at the colorful lotus in his hand, as if he was evaluating a product, and murmured:

“The little virtuous man has more than enough loyalty and righteousness, but not enough bravery. This reward can make up for the shortcomings.”

Hum ~

the words fell.

Rings sparkle between fingers.

Colorful lotus flowers are included.

“Grandmaster!!”

“Beast, take your life!”

The purple-clothed young man’s words were not concealed in the slightest, which instantly caused the eyes of the magical power users in Wuwang Mountain to burst. They brewed destructive energy and crashed into the purple-clothed young man.

Can be killed but not humiliated!

But this young man.

He actually turned out to be the second generation founder of Wuwang Mountain.

Consider it a reward for a eunuch!

This is no longer an insult, it is an all-round contempt from the bottom of my heart!

“Ridiculous dignity.”

The young man in purple looked at the supernatural beings rushing toward him. The arrogance born of the gap in the essence of life made him sneer and shake his head.

He calmly stretched out his big hand.

Like picking fruits.

He easily suppressed the supernatural powers from Southern Xinjiang who were hysterically self-destructing one after another, turned them into lotus flowers, and collected them into the space ring.

“Kill!”

“Thief, die!”

“For the Shenhuang human race!”

It’s not just the young man in purple.

The battlefields of the Godly Desolate Lands.

After realizing that the enemy is invincible.

Most of the people with magical powers chose to die to clarify their ambitions, roaring sadly and exploding into a round of great suns, crashing into one of the tribulation-defying ones.

Unfortunately…

useless.

All he got in return was sneers.

This is the tragedy of the weak.

The heroism of dying to make one’s ambition clear.

Indestructible dignity.

In the eyes of the strong.

It’s just a joke.

Rumble–

between the divine wilderness and the dark heaven and earth.

The blazing sun kept lighting up the darkness, and after blooming the bright light of life, it quickly extinguished.

One round…

two rounds

……

hundred rounds…

it didn’t take long for the battle to begin.

All those with magical powers under the divine wilderness are dead!

As for Hong Yuan’s side –

zero casualties!

Not long passed again.

Dali in the Central Plains.

“Fifteen hundred years, one day is like a dream.”

The supreme elder of the Zhenwu Palace, Xing Jiang, muttered to himself as his sword shattered. His body remained standing, but his head slowly dropped.

A body as shriveled as a mummy.

Proved.

In this battle.

He really burned it all.

But even so.

He also failed to stop his opponent at all.

His opponent is terrifying.

He could clearly feel the young age of his opponent, and he dared to conclude that he had been practicing Taoism for no more than a hundred years.

But…

it only lasts a hundred years!

The three gates and nine transformations complete the magical power!

Henglian’s ninth gate is at its limit!

The Nine Changes of Swordsmanship are complete!

Still the most lethal soldier!

Xing Jiang had only felt the oppressive feeling caused by this suffocating gap from that monster.

And Hong Yuan…

a monster per capita! !

The leaders are even more mature old monsters among the monsters!

There was no suspense from the beginning of the battle.

The boy monster only uses sword power.

It was so overwhelming that Xingjiang couldn’t breathe.

After burning all the breakthrough sword power, what awaits him is not victory, but the eighteen-round divine sun that shines in the heaven and earth.

Huh~

The young man in white, carrying the unsheathed divine sword on his back, stepped into the void, his jade-white palms reflected on the withered forehead of Xing Jiang, and said calmly: “The one who kills you is Jiang Pingyan, the number one on the silver sword list in the Luotian Sword Realm, Pingfeng Realm

.”

At the end. .

The young man added two more words: “True body.”

Buzz~

The words fell.

The Supreme Elder of the Zhenwu Palace, Xingjiang, practiced five hundred years of practice and turned it into a colorful lotus in the young man’s hand.

“It’s a pity that it’s not as good as the golden lotus in Longmen Town…”

The young man put away the lotus.

He sighed rather regretfully.

The first Dali peak person——

died!

But this is just the beginning.

Or almost at the same time.

All those who faced Hong Yuan’s Dali Juedian were not spared, and they were all defeated and fell.

The four places were originally secluded from the world.

People like Patriarch Zhigeshan who survived the nine calamities

could not withstand the tenth calamity after all.

After blooming the last glory of life, his whole body shriveled up and completely disappeared into the rolling river.

In the dark world of Shenhuang.

The noise subsided.

Many territories fell into deathly silence.

Only the Five Emperors and the Demon-Suppressing Emperor were left.

Still resisting.

But…

they can’t hold on much longer.

“Ahem…”

East China Sea battlefield.

The precious river collapsed, and the brilliant light gradually died out.

King Baotong was covered in blood, and his originally prosperous body shriveled up a lot.

He stands alone in the sky.

His turbid eyes scanned the surrounding world for the silently watching figures, with tears rolling down his face as he shouted sadly to the world: “Ancestor, master, pig butcher… Where are you, protect me, protect me!” “You don’t need to do this, little friend.” Holding

the

hand The old man with the blood-stained short blade shook his head and smiled: “We will meet again after all.”

That’s right.

See you later.

Just chase a few more steps on the road to hell.

“Haha…”

King Baotong smiled miserably, wiped the blood on his face, took a deep breath and asked,

“Can you please let me understand why my Tianbao and all the weapons are useless to you?”

The battle had just begun.

King Baotong noticed something was wrong.

It seemed like he had met his nemesis.

All treasures,

even the power of the cornucopia.

Ten percent of the force hits the old man in black, and only 10 percent is left, sometimes even not even 10 percent!

Reluctance and doubt.

Filled his consciousness.

Even if I have to die, I have to ask for it.

“That’s why I said from the beginning that my little friend is destined.”

The old man in black wiped the edgeless short blade in his hand, still smiling and kindly, and he did not hesitate to teach: “

Your heavenly treasure gathers the world’s rare treasures to attack and fight. The power is at the edge of the weapon. We, Emperor Wanjie Sect, happen to have a great divine power called ‘Zhi Ge She Jia’. Do you think this is fate? “Zhi Ge She Jia… fate

?

“

I see!

That’s it, oh my God! !

“Hahaha, God wants to kill me, how could I be so virtuous!”

King Baotong glared at the sky with his blood-filled eyes, and suddenly laughed maniacally, sad and powerless.

His heavenly treasure is a cornucopia.

The person who was facing the calamity was Xiu Lao Shi Zi, who had just stopped fighting and disarmed, and restrained him in all aspects.

fate?

Is there such a coincidence?

If God wants people to die, people have to die!

Start with calamity.

Tianli was completely on Hong Yuan’s side.

In an already overwhelming situation.

He also arranged nemesis for the emperors.

King Baotong can imagine it.

Now most of the battles between emperors in other places and Hong Yuan Juedian were as frustrating and powerless as his!

In fact.

King Baotong’s guess was good.

He encountered an enemy who practiced the magical power of stopping the enemy and removing his armor.

Other Five Emperors.

They also encountered opponents who suppressed and restrained them in all aspects.

Western Desert.

King Wan Sheng was wrapped in beacon fire that filled the sky. He fought until he went crazy and broke his great halberd, but he failed to cause any harm to Wang Fujian, the gatekeeper of Da Luotian’s sword abyss.

on the contrary.

His killing intent and fighting spirit became more and more violent.

The glazed jade sword in Wang Fujian’s hand became as deep as the abyss, and seemed to feed on murderous and fighting intent. A single stroke of the sword could cause heavy damage to Long Gan’s soul and body.

Southern Xinjiang.

Various colors of divine light intertwined into chaos.

The two ‘Nanyang Kings’ are facing each other from a distance.

“Although the art of destiny is the supreme one among the heavens, it… is still within the heavens.”

Lu Shengxin, the imperial advisor of the Dayan Emperor, transformed into the appearance of King Nanyang, and the threads of destiny of all beings were also entangled in his palms.

He looked at the King of Nanyang in the other world with disheveled hair and blood flowing like a river, and said with a smile:

“When I was in your state, I was rewarded by the emperor with the ‘Emperor Sutra of Evolving Heaven’. There is nothing in the sky that cannot be transformed.

Your only advantage

is to use Tianbao’s magical power to predict future battlefield changes to a certain extent and respond in advance.

But if you encounter an enemy with the same magical power, the advantage will naturally disappear. Is there any other method? If not, I will Don’t be so serious.”

(End of chapter)