Terran Guardian - Chapter 749

[Chapter 735 Not an opponent of the same level (seeking a monthly ticket)]

The other peak masters didn’t say anything when they looked at each other’s collapse, but when they looked at the holy battle platform, their eyes were full of solemn expressions.

Just that punch.

Rao is that they are all shocked.

No matter how weak the Holy Son of Earth Peak is, he is still a powerhouse at the level of a god-king half-step, and he is considered to be the strongest below a god-king.

If this level of strength was instantly killed by one punch, then the strength of this Divine Peak Son must have reached the level of the Divine King.

and.

It is very likely that it is not as simple as the ordinary god king.

the other side.

After Ziyun scolded him for a while, he also turned his attention to the holy battle platform again.

Compared with the perception of other peak masters, as the leader of this holy battle platform, he can clearly feel the power contained in Shen Changqing’s punch.

“The power of that punch, I’m afraid it has already entered the ranks of the top gods of heaven and earth!”

Only this level of power can kill Yifeng Holy Son in one blow.

Zi Yunzheng knew very well that only the true geniuses were qualified to do this.

Suddenly.

He understood, why the temple would put resources on the other side, and why the Mang Emperor was so optimistic about this person.

If it is Tianjiao, then everything makes sense.

“The next step is to see something interesting!”

Ziyun smiled in his heart.

He originally thought that Shen Changqing would definitely lose, but now the strength displayed by the other party can be said to have greatly increased the odds of winning.

Whether the remaining Twelve Peaks and Holy Sons can compete together is a question.

at this time.

Inside the jihad.

The Twelve Peaks saw the corpses of flesh and blood scattered all over the place. The expressions of each of the saints were extremely ugly, and some even had faint fear in their eyes.

no way.

This scene really exceeded their expectations.

No one would have thought that Holy Son Yifeng would be killed in seconds.

“Everyone, don’t hold back any more, otherwise, you will see the fate of the Difeng Holy Son!” Yunfeng Holy Son Zi Yunting took a deep breath, and when he looked at Shen Changqing, there was no more contempt in his eyes.

“Kill!”

Zi Yunfang didn’t talk nonsense, and immediately turned into a purple madman and killed Shen Changqing.

As soon as he shot, he showed his own body.

In this way, it means that the opponent’s strength does not have any reservations.

After all, for the monks of all races, the ontology is often the most powerful means, and there is no one.

Following Zi Yunfang’s attack, the other Eleven Peak Saints attacked almost in no particular order. Under the premise that Earth Peak Saint Son was smashed with one punch, no one dared to hold back.

The Holy Son of the Twelve Peaks shot with all his strength, the terrifying power intertwined, and the shaking void cracked.

Such an offensive.

Even if it is the King of God face to face, there is no certainty that he will resist.

but.

Facing such an attack, Shen Changqing did not have any worries on his face, only to see his left hand behind his back, his right hand stretched out directly, and the rich purple power condensed in his palm.

next moment.

The purple energy spewed out and turned into countless threads, entwining towards the Holy Son of the Twelve Peaks.

Purple air intertwined.

When it was about to reach the Holy Son of the Twelve Peaks, it instantly turned into a large purple net, blocking all the void.

“Ziqi Tianluo?”

Zi Yunting looked at the purple air that filled the sky, and a trace of disdain flashed in her huge pupils.

He has also cultivated the first-grade magical powers of the Purple Cloud Holy Land, and naturally he has a lot of understanding.

Although Ziqi Tianluo is strong.

But it doesn’t have a big effect on the powerhouses of their own realm.

Immediately.

Ziyunting opened his mouth wide, and a golden energy column spewed out directly from it, and the terrifying power erupted, as if to wash away the big purple net.

“Boom!” A

loud noise broke out, and the void in the holy war platform was chaotic.

The big purple net seems to be indestructible, and it will not be shaken at all.

“Not good!”

Seeing this, Zi Yunting’s complexion changed suddenly, and the power contained in Ziqi Tianluo in front of him was completely beyond his imagination.

Immediately.

He didn’t even bother to think about anything, all the divine power gathered in a certain place on his body, and when he opened his mouth, a black annihilating power suddenly surged out.

The power of black seems to devour everything.

When the power surged out, wherever it passed, the void was dying out every inch.

“Destroy the divine power!”

Shen Changqing’s expression remained unchanged, he recognized that this was the innate magical power of the Ziyun clan.

The so-called annihilation divine power contains extremely terrifying destructive power, and can even directly turn a world into nothingness.

If it is an opponent of the same level, the only thing you can do in the face of such power is to retreat.

only.

Ziyun Ting failed to truly destroy the divine power and cultivate it to the extent that it could destroy one world.

Similarly, Shen Changqing is not a cultivator of the same level, but has a power that is completely superior to the opponent.

At the moment when the annihilating divine power erupted, he directly squeezed his right hand.

The big purple nets all over the sky were tightened in vain, and everything within the scope of the big nets dissipated invisibly with the moment of tightening.

“Pfft!”

Holy Son’s body couldn’t escape, and he was directly cut off in the middle.

The silk threads intertwined into a large purple net seem to be the scythe of the death god at this moment, and contain terrifying sharp power.

When the other saints saw this, their expressions changed greatly, and they all avoided it.

at this time.

Shen Changqing’s body instantly disappeared in place, and when he appeared, he was already behind Zi Yunting.

Just one punch.

The dignified Holy Son Yunfeng didn’t even have time to react, his head was directly bombarded by that terrifying force, and his soul was instantly annihilated.

At the moment when its head exploded, the headless body fell directly to the ground.

Before the other saints could see clearly what happened, the other one peaked with a scream, and his body exploded.

Flesh and blood flew.

The scene was extremely tragic.

now.

All the monks in the outside world have lost their voices. All the monks in the Holy Land looked at the holy battle platform. Shen Changqing slaughtered the Holy Son as easily as crushing ants, and his heart was completely replaced by shock.

hard to imagine.

The holy son who was high in the past is now only as humble as an ant.

At the referee’s bench, all the peak masters couldn’t sit still at this moment. If it wasn’t for Ziyun’s shock, they would have intervened directly.

“Elder Zheng, this battle can’t go on any longer!”

“My Xuanfeng is willing to admit defeat!”

“Hurry up and stop it, or let him kill like this, and my Purple Cloud Holy Land will lack a group of future powerhouses!”

heard.

Zi Yunzheng shook his head slightly: “The opening of the holy war platform, you and I can stop it, unless they broke the rules during the competition, or one side admits defeat, otherwise, they must not stop halfway.”

Although seeing Shen Changqing in the middle He also felt that it was a bit too much to slaughter the holy sons of the peaks.

But rules are rules.

As the saying goes, there are no rules and no circle, and you have to stick to the rules at all times.

Now that the holy sons of the peaks have not conceded defeat, and they have not broken the rules, they cannot rashly intervene and suspend the competition.

heard.

The faces of the peak masters were extremely ugly.

The Difeng Peak Master looked cold and stared at Zi Yunluo: “Zi Yunluo, your God Peak is so majestic today!”

This time.

In the face of the cold words of the peak master of Difeng, Zi Yunluo did not reply, but silently looked at Shen Changqing in the holy war platform, wondering what he was thinking.

“Boom!”

Another punch was thrown out. A holy son had no room for resistance, and his body was blasted apart by the bombardment, and his soul died.

Up to now, there is no holy son of Yifeng who can block Shen Changqing’s punch.

Like the invincible god of war, he easily crushed the Holy Son of Thirteen Peaks.

Every punch is a symbol of the fall of a holy son.

The remaining few saints, now with their hearts and guts torn apart, looked at Shen Changqing’s face as if they were looking at some terrifying existence.

“No…impossible, you are by no means Sage Ziyun!”

Ziyunfang shook his head frantically, his face completely occupied by fear.

He believed.

The cultivator in front of him could never be Sage Ziyun.

Because of the strength of Ziyunsheng, it will not be so powerful to such a terrifying level.

“Whether I am the Purple Cloud Sage or not, today will not change the situation of your fall.” Shen Changqing’s eyes were silent, looking at the other party as if he was overlooking the ants.

that moment.

The shadow of death directly cast over Zi Yunfang’s heart, crushing the last persistence in his heart.

“I admit defeat!”

Seeing that Shen Changqing punched, the terrifying force was about to engulf him, he shouted frantically.

The moment the voice fell.

Immediately, a mysterious force fell in, protecting his body inside, and in the next breath, Zi Yunfang’s figure disappeared.

“Boom!”

At the same time that Ziyunfang disappeared, the power of that punch bombarded the holy battle platform.

The original sturdy and indestructible holy war platform suddenly dented a large piece.

Shen Changqing slowly retracted his fist and looked sideways at the position of the referee’s bench.

The one who rescued Zi Yunfang just now was Zi Yunzheng.

When the other party made a move, he had already noticed it, but he just didn’t show it. Otherwise, a mere Sun and Moon God King would have no right to save people in front of him.

to be honest.

At most, he can only show the strength of the peerless genius, and he can’t go beyond it, so he just let Ziyun save people.

In other places, it is not only Zi Yunfang who is going to die, but even Zi Yunzheng, who tried to save people, is also going to die.

now.

Seeing this scene, the remaining saint sons were stunned for a moment, and then they scrambled to speak.

“I admit defeat!”

“I also admit defeat!”

At this time, they had long since had no intention of fighting against Shen Changqing.

joke.

In front of the opponent, Yifeng Shengzi did not even have the qualifications to resist, and he was shot and killed on the spot with one punch. This is simply the shadow of a lifetime.

Under such circumstances, who would dare to continue fighting?

admit defeat.

is the only way to survive.

If he doesn’t admit defeat, he will end up just like the other saints.

When the remaining few holy sons conceded defeat, Ziyun also made the same move and moved them all out of the holy battle platform.

Subsequently.

The light golden mask on the holy battle platform also quietly dissipated.

(End of this chapter)