At this time, due to the invasion of the beast tide, many powerful people in Catholic City had to put the entire God first and headed towards the beast tide. The encirclement outside Catholic City became much weaker, and the Taixuan Ice Dragon Clan and Bing Clan were both weaker.
The support of the dragon made Xue Po and others appear outside the ruins of the Temple of God. Although the pressure was greatly reduced, a little relaxation would be a disaster. Everyone knew this and was desperate to fight against God's cultivators.
The death fight has not stopped for a moment, and the tide of the illusion beasts and the undead creatures have disappeared half of the bombardment by the powerful cultivators, and the situation has become increasingly urgent.
Xue Po took a bottle of spiritual liquid and immediately lifted up the axe and banged over the wave of people coming to the opposite side. The situation was completely chaotic, and it was impossible to tell whether it was breaking forward or blocking the strong man Xiang Mingqi
There is only the difference between enemies and us, killing, killing, killing, killing. Every thing that comes here thinks of in the mind is only killing, constantly killing until all the gods or Minghuang
Until the order is ordered to go back.
Sky Mingqi held the crescent moon and fought with Pluto. Whenever he touched the Snow Snow, Pluto would always block him with a sword. Although there was the source provided by the Spirit-Devouring Armor and the Immortality of One Day, it was almost against the destruction of the God.
With the recovery of the power of the sky, Mingqi's body was still covered with sores, and there was no place without wounds. The blood had already condensed and scabs on his body.
In his heart, he was completely manic. At this moment, he had a useless slashing, breaking, and breaking style. It was this damn sword that blocked his way. Every moment he passed,
The more anxious Mingqi's heart increases.
He had forgotten that the body of Pluto as strong as Crescent Moon is not damaged. It was a series of broken passes, which could only make Pluto's body retreat. Zhuque looked at it in great anxiety and shouted, "Mingqi has been over half an hour.
, Gu Dan is about to succeed, make a decision quickly!" Her voice was crisp and pleasant, and she was very anxious and short.
"I must take her away!" Ming Qi was hysterical, his eyes roared with bloodshots, and he slashed at the Pluto again in a slashing manner. Then, although his body was broken, he successfully broke through in front of Pluto. Ming Qi looked at the sting.
The madness in Xue's eyes made her feel thrilled, but it was just heartache. How could she compare to Mingqi's life? She turned her head and chose to avoid his gaze. She retreated back and tried to pull it away.
The distance from Mingqi.
This made Mingqi's anxiety almost expand. He howled wildly, chased after him at full speed, and roared angrily, "Taixue, I'm almost gone..." The word "time" just reached his throat and completely turned into
Blood spit out, and Pluto penetrated Mingqi's throat completely. At the moment of piercing, Pluto carried Pluto upwards, and Mingqi's head was cut open by a sharp blade.
He was almost angry and attacked his heart. He fisted and condensed the origin on the body of "Pluto", but "Pluto's" sharp body directly broke Mingqi's arm, but then he also rushed Mingqi to chase Shixue again.
"I told you to leave quickly, Mingqi, I beg you to leave quickly!" Looking at the scars on his body, Shixue finally couldn't help crying and shouted at the top of her lungs.
The crazy look on Mingqi's face faded slowly, and replaced it with an incomparable firmness in his pupils. He replied word by word, "It's just death."
At this moment, a huge palm print fell from the sky, stamped on Ming's body, pressing him tightly towards the ground, and the earth immediately collapsed several huge cracks of hundreds of miles, and a god-level powerful man appeared in front of Shixue.
, and was also a white-armored man.
Seeing Mingqi not flying out of the crack for a long time, Shixue was anxious and shouted at the white-armored man, "What did you do?" As soon as he finished speaking, a huge crack broke open on the ground, and the crack was still moving around.
Spread, the power that ordinary people can see is changing the terrain.
"The Remaining Wind Change." The whole world began to answer Mingqi's low voice. The last time he was already crazy, and he had forgotten the Remaining Wind Change. After a little regained his rationality, he immediately took out his strongest means.
Over the past few decades, Mingqi is not sure how powerful the residual wind is. He only knows that in the process of constantly perfect the residual wind, the more perfect the residual wind changes, the more vast the years he sees.
The more his remaining wind is, from ice power to ice elemental power, and then to the origin, Mingqi doesn't know how powerful the residual wind transformation is, but it is definitely the strongest way he can use now.
The power dispersed in the crack of the earth quickly made the city of Catholic disappear. A large number of cultivators were always young and the years were completely disordered. The mark of the years could not resist the tearing of the remnant power of the years.
It opens. The mark of time no longer either the existence of everything itself will disappear. Too many cultivators disappear in the scattered remnants of the years.
The darkness of the sky is completely shrouded in the illusion of the chaotic years. Some people remember that it was yesterday's sky, and there was a flying eagle passing by.
Suddenly, the blue sky disappeared without seeing it. It was replaced by the darkness and the large amount of energy and skills. In turn, the sky disappeared again. A man appeared, the wind emperor! He was squeezing towards the dark sky.
Take a picture of the array, and every fall, the inhealthy sky will close.
No one knows that it is tomorrow’s scene!
The power of the years that were engraved in the past can only be stripped away or increased the years of all things, so that it can present the past or future state. In the Netherworld Flame Cave, it is the power of Taiqianyi to strip away the years in a certain space.
, and present the state of the past eight thousand years ago. But now it is different from the past. The chaotic years transcend the superposition or stripping of the years from things or space, but... years!
Yes, Mingqi condenses its original ice power with the residual wind transformation, and imposes the riotous years on the years of heaven and earth. Although this time is only limited to this world, Mingqi's residual wind transformation can
A great proof of controlling the years of heaven and earth.
Of course, Mingqi never thought that he could do this. He just looked at the past, present and future reflected by the changes of the years of heaven and earth because of the changes of the remaining wind.
After a strange scene, the terror of the remnant wind and the transformation began to explode. It was completely incomplete that affected the years of heaven and earth and turned into an invisible storm of time. This storm was invisible and colorless, and only the god-level powerful people could detect it and cover it.
Between this world, a hundred miles of radius disappeared due to the riots and incompleteness of the years of heaven and earth.
Fortunately, at this moment, the reason why Zhu Shu Xue has left the city of Catholic City for a distance, otherwise it would be not only God's cultivators who were killed. The storm of the years of the heaven and earth has been spreading in the incompleteness, and the white-armored man is in
In the center of the storm, even if there is endless life span, it still cannot withstand the raging marks of the years of heaven and earth on his years.
His entire body was emitting the power of his original origin. Every time he radiated, he would disappear into the storm of the years of heaven and earth. This man pointed his sword suddenly to the distance, and the accumulated origin turned into a trace of white light from the tip of the sword.
, the origin symbolizes perfection. Although this rich origin disappeared most of the storms of the world and the years, some of them broke through the storms of time and shot outside the storms of time.
A passage appeared in the storm of time, and it was about to dissipate in an instant, but at that moment, the storm of time had spread to the white-armored human body in the stable world.
And through the body of the white-armored man, the calm years of heaven and earth were released. The white-armored man's own armor began to darken until he completely collapsed. The god-level powerful man has infinite life span, but the premise is that in ordinary years, he is self-contained.
The powerful force avoided the years of heaven and earth. At this moment, the white-armored man let the years of heaven and earth calm the storm of time through his body, and the mark of the years on his body was naturally noticed by the years of heaven and earth.
Heaven and earth are fair to everyone. God-level powerhouses have come to God-level cultivation hard, so heaven and earth give them infinite life, but there is a rule that corresponds to fairness, a mark of the years sensed by the years of heaven and earth.
That would immediately be the thunder tribulation of the prehistoric world.
The Thunder Dragon was derived from the thunder tribulation of the Dragon Ancestor back then. This thunder tribulation is also the prehistoric thunder tribulation, but it is just the most terrifying type. At this moment, the years of the white-armored man were sensed, and red blood clouds were immediately stored in the sky.
The prehistoric thunder tribulation is unusual. It not only causes great harm to the body and soul, but also has a great impact on the mark of the years that the robbers are affected. If it disperses, the existence of the god-level powerful man will also be erased from the world.
Of course, at this moment, the white-armored man is not only facing the prehistoric thunder tribulation. The years of heaven and earth are constantly emerging from him, forming an intersect with the storm of heaven and earth around him. His years are covered with wounds, and too many times are marked on him.
The mark on the body is like maggots corroding his mark of time.
The mark of time is the proof of the existence of all things that exist, and it is the embodiment of time in things, and the existence of things must depend on time. If the existence of time cannot be reflected, then this thing will not exist. It can also be said that
Any tangible or intangible thing is the mark of time, because its existence itself is the embodiment of time.
The existence of this god-level powerhouse is also the mark of time. His body, thoughts, everything that has changed, or that has tangible or invisible things that can be changed in the future are the mark of time. With countless new marks of time, it is like a borer eroding him
The mark of time, cracks appeared on the body, and sometimes blood was flowing out of the cracks, sometimes maggots crawled, sometimes sutured and wrinkled, sometimes faded out of whiteness.
More than hundreds of Nengtian died of suffering in this storm of time. Feng Dong, who had just arrived beside Chixue and was still seriously injured, also watched this terrifying scene, although he did not see the invisible storm of time,
But feeling the power that scattered from afar also made him feel fear in his heart. Is this Mingqi's method?
It seems that I have never seen him use it. If he used this move when he was confronting Mingqi just now, could he resist? Thinking of it, Feng Dong's brows couldn't help but gather together.
The three people fighting each other far away at the end of the sky also felt the fluctuations of the riot below and stopped. The end of the sky was completely shrouded in chaos with flames, gray lights and green winds, and everywhere
The ultimate destruction. The vocal cord of the stinger was surprised, "Mingqi has mastered it to this extent, and it seems that he must besides him."
"Who are you?" One finger sent out a huge thunder from the vast world, turning into a dragon and rushing towards the sting master. But when he saw him retreat a little, gray mist in his chest spread out, and the thunder dragon fell on him
The energy of the upper prehistoric world was only sucked away by the gray fog, and even the power of the original source suddenly lost its concentration and spread around.
"You don't have to hide your strength, Emperor Ming." The sect master dispersed the gray cloud in front of him and shouted. God looked at Minghong coldly from the side. He also had such a guess in his heart. Although Minghong tried his best to hide his identity
, but when fighting with the strongest two people in the world, they will still inadvertently reveal some flaws.
"Although you didn't use Yan Moon and Devouring the Sky, the scorching flame can only remind me of the Devouring Clan and the Nether Dragon Clan, and the combat skills and terrifying strength... Which generation of Minghuang are you?" Feng Dong looked solemn.
Very well, the biggest success of the previous battle of the Devouring Sky was to force Emperor Ming to death with the sect master. In fact, the cunning Emperor Ming’s confidant would be destroyed, and the battle of the Devouring Sky would be defeated. He did not use the Devouring Clan completely.
Foundation.
Now that there is another Minghuang reappearing, the battle of the Sky Devouring a hundred years ago is vain, and the strength of the Devouring Clan is still not much weaker.
"Very good, I won't hide it anymore." Ming Hong laughed, and looked at the forty-nine generations of Gods, the hazy mist of the original origin slowly faded away, revealing the almost demonic face.
"Eighteenth generation Minghuang, Minghong." God thought of Minghong's identity............