The first thousand and eighty-five chapters tear the sky with bare hands
The insect cloud suddenly turned into a sharp sword and pierced into the colorful clouds. There was a loud bang, the colorful clouds exploded, and an extremely long and alluring woman with two wings under her armpits appeared.
At this moment, another thin middle-aged man next to the purple mist monster also took action towards Ye Dong. The power was equally astonishing. He raised his hand and threw a scroll, which rose up in the air when it saw the wind, covering the sky and covering the sky.
On that day, a very strange and powerful suction force was emitted from the painting, trying to suck Ye Dong into the painting.
Ye Wuchang was about to take action when Ye Dong said to him: "Protect Xiaohan!"
After finishing speaking, he held his hands in vain, a mountain appeared, and he rushed towards the painting.
"Chi!"
The mountain peak did not hit the painting at all, but was directly absorbed by the thousands of rays of light emitted from the painting. This made Ye Dong's heart tremble. This painting is definitely at the level of a heavenly artifact, and it is the same as the painting Ling Ziye.
That painting has the same approach and the same purpose. There is a vast world hidden inside, which can accommodate all things.
Next to them, Caiyu and Gong Ziluo were also fighting together. One was the demon king of the demon clan, and the other was the holy envoy of the insect clan. When one raised his hand, thousands of insects surged, and when he waved his hand, colorful clouds filled the sky. It looked like a dream, and it was extremely strange.
True.
At this time, the people on the mountaintops around the abyss were dumbfounded. Although they knew that Caiyu and the others came to kill Ye Dong, no one dared to come forward to help. Of course, most of them remained on the sidelines.
, which naturally includes the masters of the human race and the royal family, they hope that these people can kill Ye Dong.
"when!"
Ye Dong once again struck the man shrouded in purple mist holding an iron rod with his fist. This time he could clearly see the patterns of Heavenly Dao intertwined on the rod.
"Roar!"
The purple mist suddenly dispersed and turned into two big purple hands, grabbing Ye Dong from the left and the right, and this man also revealed his figure, tall and majestic, with long purple hair flying wildly
, his eyes are stunning, and he is so brave.
Ye Dong smiled coldly, stepped on Ling Yun and walked alone. His body was like lightning. He instantly avoided the two big purple hands, raised his fist and waved at the opponent again.
In close combat, Ye Dong has extremely strong confidence, and there are absolutely few people who can compete with him.
"Dang Dang Dang!"
Ye Dong and Da Han kept colliding in the air, making a huge sound of gold and iron clashing, shaking the entire sky.
Everyone around was stunned. Is this still a human body? Even the hardest metal is nothing more than this!
The most surprising thing was the owner of the iron rod. Although he knew that Ye Dong was physically powerful, he really couldn't understand this kind of terror without having real contact with him. The iron rod of his was a genuine heavenly weapon, as strong as the Demon Emperor.
He didn’t dare to fight with his body, but Ye Dong did it!
Not only did he do it, but under this continuous collision, Ye Dong's body was not injured at all, but he became more and more courageous as he fought.
The middle-aged man next to him also took action again. He spread out the scroll and unleashed endless suction. Lines of heaven appeared from the sky one after another, compressing Ye Dong's body and almost sucking Ye Dong in several times.
"Let me in!"
With a roar, thousands of golden lights suddenly bloomed all over the middle-aged man's body, rising into the sky, his energy and blood rolling, and the scroll appeared in his intense eyes, making a clattering noise, it was really like a piece of sky falling, and the inhalation turned into pressure.
He pressed down hard on Ye Dong.
"ah!"
Ye Dong raised his hands, and a pair of giant palms emerged, and they actually pressed hard against the scroll, like a giant holding the sky, stepping on the void with his feet and holding the sky with his hands.
"It's so powerful!"
I don't know who gave a heartfelt admiration, but before his voice fell, the big painting like the sky finally fell down.
"call!"
The large painting directly pressed Ye Dong and fell into the abyss. The endless lines of heaven were intertwined into one large sheet, tightly entwining Ye Dong. It was like a monster grabbing Ye Dong with its tentacles, trying with all its strength to
Drag him into the painting.
"Ahhh!"
Ye Dong roared wildly, and the bloody flames all over his body suddenly rose, revealing a rich purple color. Not only did the giant hand in the air grow stronger again, but it also raised a flame, which actually exceeded the area of the painting.
on both sides of the painting.
"This, this, he doesn't want to tear this painting apart, does he?"
The owner of the painting, the middle-aged man, also had a stern look on his face. He risked all his strength to gather all his strength together and continued to activate the patterns of heaven, trying to restrain Ye Dong no matter what.
"ah!"
Ye Dong roared again, and his upper body clothes exploded, revealing his slender and strong upper body. Through the crystal clear muscles, you can see that what flows under his skin is not blood, but purple-red streams.
of flame!
The purple-red flames in his right arm condensed into a purple dragon, and the red-red flames in his left arm condensed into a fire phoenix. The dragon and phoenix sang in harmony, and suddenly rushed towards Ye Dong's palms.
A huge flaming circle appears!
The way of heaven is round. This is the way of heaven that Ye Dong realized. When the sky becomes round, the world shakes!
"Give it to me...break it!"
Ye Dong roared vigorously, his hands burning with dragon and phoenix flames suddenly exerted force, and a crisp sound of "chi" came. This large painting like the blue sky was actually torn open by him!
Everyone was shocked!
This is not a painting made of paper or animal skin, but a heavenly artifact made from supreme materials!
He tore the heavenly artifact in half with his bare hands. Is this still a human being?
In fact, Ye Dong did not really tear the painting apart with pure power. Instead, he first burned the painting with dragon fire and phoenix fire, destroying at least most of the patterns of heaven, and then used power to tear the painting apart.
Tear it apart.
But no matter what, he was able to destroy a heavenly weapon with his bare hands. This strength is enough to shock people.
"Whoosh!"
Two giant flaming hands swung the large painting hard, and the large painting burned instantly and fell into the endless abyss below.
"Boom!"
Ye Dong took one step forward and returned to the air from the abyss, with blood-red flames burning in his eyes as he glared at the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man was trembling with righteousness now. That painting was a heavenly weapon, a priceless treasure, and now it was destroyed by Ye Dong like this. Although he was also shocked by Ye Dong's strength, he was more angry and wanted to destroy Ye Dong too.
The thing was torn into two pieces like a painting.
But the middle-aged man also knew that Ye Dong was so powerful that he might not be his match without the heavenly weapon, so he looked up to the sky and roared!
"Whoever kills him can enter my house and listen to the sound of heaven!"
Before Ye Dong could understand the meaning of his words, there was suddenly another wave of spiritual energy in the air. A door to space opened, and three people walked out of it. One was old and two were strong. The two strong men looked similar.
One person grinned and said, "Brother Fang, you must keep your word!"