Chapter 1622 The power of the building blocks of the gods
This sudden change was completely beyond Li Hanxue's expectation.
In Li Hanxue's subconscious, the ghost hand is an immortal thing, tougher than any dragon soldier and impossible to be destroyed. However, today it was destroyed by the power of the Gods' building blocks. How can Li Hanxue stay calm?
"not good!"
Li Hanxue's right hand trembled violently, and he could already feel the terrifying penetrating power of the blue light that was about to penetrate his right hand and shoot toward his Sacred Heart.
Li Hanxue's expression changed drastically, and she quickly pressed the back of her right palm with her left hand.
boom!
The blue light instantly penetrated Li Hanxue's right hand and shot into the palm of his left hand.
The powerful impact made Li Hanxue retreat again and again. He struggled to hold on, but was still rushed hundreds of feet away. What was even worse was that his left hand also rapidly disintegrated and collapsed under the impact of the blue light.
"The power of the building blocks of the gods is so powerful!"
Li Hanxue had no way out, she was born with immeasurable techniques, saints came to pay homage, dual murderous aura...all the magical powers she could use exploded, and she used all her strength to resist the impact of the blue light.
After Galan Weisang sent out this blow, his whole complexion dropped by more than three points, as if he had been seriously ill, with cold sweat all over his body and panting.
Because the Sealing Stone was destroyed and he was born prematurely, Galan Weisang was suppressed by the rules of heaven and earth, and had hidden diseases on his body. The use of the Gods' building blocks put a huge burden on his body.
Just one push took up most of his strength.
boom!
There was another loud noise in the distance, and Jialan Weisang dodged and went straight to Li Hanxue's position.
"Li Hanxue, is he dead?" Seeing this, Mu Siyan followed him without hesitation.
But on the mountainside of a peak, there was a large pit with a diameter of a hundred feet. In the center of the pit, there was a man with his hands hanging down, covered in blood, and panting. His breath was extremely weak, and there was a huge hole in his chest.
The blood hole was exposed and difficult to repair. Rich blood flowed down his ribs, staining his inner white clothes with blood. Through the blood hole, one could even clearly see his transparent Sacred Heart trembling continuously.
,
Most of the holy soul floating like the umbrella of a jellyfish has been destroyed.
Seeing that Li Hanxue was still alive, Mu Siyan had mixed feelings in her heart. She was actually very conflicted. On the one hand, she wanted Li Hanxue to be killed by Jialan Weisang, because after all, Li Hanxue was her enemy who killed her father, and they shared the same hatred for her father.
Dai Tian, this revenge must be avenged.
But on the other hand, Mu Siyan was secretly reluctant to let Li Hanxue die, and didn't want to see Li Hanxue killed by Jialan Weisang like this. She hoped to subdue Li Hanxue with her own hands, let him suffer torture, and let him experience for himself what she had done
The despair and grief after losing a father.
When Jialan Weisang saw that Li Hanxue was still alive, he didn't have as many emotions as Mu Siyan. He was only shocked, and the shock spread directly from his heart to his face and into his eyes.
So much so that people like him who are always good at controlling emotions have lost their composure.
"The power of a single blow from the gods' building blocks is enough to kill the Heavenly Lord. Even if my foundation is damaged, it is enough to kill the Dragon King master. But why can he survive? Why! Who will tell me why?" Jialan
Weisang yelled crazily in his heart, and the shock in his eyes turned into madness.
Could it be that the age of the gods has come to an end, and the world has changed a long time ago? Times have changed? The human race is in charge, can their holy king rival the heavenly king of the gods?
This is obviously impossible.
The reason why Li Hanxue was able to survive was all due to these ghost hands.
This pair of ghost hands contains unimaginable huge energy, but Li Hanxue cannot effectively use it. Jialan Weisang suddenly raised his head, looked at the scorching sun in the sky, a strange smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to himself, "It looks like
Sure enough, the heaven and the earth cannot tolerate me. This sky is no longer the heaven of the gods, this country is no longer the sacred kingdom of our Jialan Shenyan tribe, and this bright sun is no longer the bright sun of our Shenzhao Kingdom.
On that day, I, Galan Weisang, am destined not to live under the light of the bright sun."
Galan Weisang sighed, "That's all, it's fate."
As soon as he finished speaking, Galan Weisang's pale face suddenly became sickly flushed. He quickly covered his mouth, his body kept shaking, and he coughed one after another.
The thick blood flowed from the fingers, which was shocking.
"Ancestor, what's wrong with you?" Mu Siyan asked in shock.
Jialan Weisang pushed his right palm to the right and said, "Stay further away and don't come closer."
Most of Li Hanxue's holy soul was penetrated by the blue light, his holy heart was almost shattered, and he was also seriously injured.
But seeing Jialan Weisang in such a state, Li Hanxue had already made a guess.
"Jialan Weisang, it seems that you are at the end of your rope. Because you broke out of the Sealing Stone in advance, you were suppressed by the rules left over from the disaster of the gods. Your foundation is flawed and you have hidden diseases. Even if you are the building blocks of the gods,
, it can’t save your defeat either.”
Galan Weisang's eyes showed a hint of surprise, "I didn't expect you to know so clearly about the situation of our Protoss. Who told you?"
Li Hanxue said: "People who eat the ancient gods."
"Have you seen the divine son of the Ancient Eating God Clan?" Jialan Weisang asked in shock.
Li Hanxue shook her head, "No."
"Li Hanxue, are you so sure that I will lose?" Jialan Weisang suddenly showed a smile.
"Definitely." Although Li Hanxue was panting, she took her time and said, "You have no way to win against me."
Galan Weisang smiled and said: "Aren't you afraid that I will activate the Gods' blocks again and give you a fatal blow?"
Li Hanxue said: "You no longer have that ability." Galan Weisang laughed loudly, "Yes, you are right, I can only activate the Gods Brick once in a month. If I activate it forcibly, I will definitely die.
Xiao. Your weird black hands can withstand the full blow of the Gods' blocks, which is indeed beyond my expectation. But you also died because of it.
If he is seriously injured, he is about the same as me, so the situation may not be more optimistic than mine."
Li Hanxue said: "Indeed, if it weren't for the ghost hand, I would have died under the attack of the gods' blocks. But unfortunately, I still survived. Although I was seriously injured, being injured is also a kind of improvement for me.
It is a powerful means, and it is an extremely effective means of improvement.”
Jialan Weisang sneered, "Li Hanxue, stop bluffing, I know how much you weigh, so do it quickly."
"It seems that you don't believe it, but it doesn't matter. I think you will believe it soon."
Li Hanxue's blood boiled all over, and a warm red energy enveloped his whole body like a flame. Li Hanxue's aura was like a blazing flame, rising steadily, reaching the sky with an unstoppable momentum.
Jialan Weisang was shocked when he saw this, "How is that possible! You were obviously seriously injured, why can you still increase your strength?" Li Hanxue said word by word: "Because of the Death King's Sutra!"