Chapter 1872: Misfortune Leads to the East

After a few seconds, bang, bang, the earth shook.

Ding Yi flew into the air and looked into the distance.

Hey, it turned out that the giant was chasing after him.

It's really incredible, Ding Yi used twenty talismans in a row before, and teleported countless miles in one go, but this giant was able to chase here.

Giants can't fly, but they can jump.

He jumped very high, very far, bang, every beat, it was earth-shattering.

Ding Yi felt that he was a hundred miles away from him, bang, bang, bang, the other party jumped ten times in a row, and it took a few seconds to reach Ding Yi.

Ni, Ding Yi's soul suddenly flew out of the sky.

This giant is very fierce, not weaker than what he saw before, and the key is that Ding Yi doesn't want to kill him.

With the experience of the giant before, Ding Yi didn't want to use the brutal sword against him, but in addition to the brutal sword, Ding Yi's other magic weapons might not be able to hurt the giant.

Climbing up, Ding Yi didn't think about it, swish, and climbed up along this high mountain.

The top is definitely the head of the plate, and it can even go out of the nostrils or mouth of the plate.

But not when Ding Yi flew up.

"Bastard, do you still want to escape?" Song Ba's voice also arrived.

Before the others arrived, the voice arrived first, and then there was a violent shock in mid-air, like a stone breaking through the sky, the stars fell, and a huge fist pierced the remnants of the sky and flew away.

Ding Yi stood on the mountainside, and as soon as he turned around, he saw a fist getting bigger and bigger, getting closer and closer to him, the fist was like a star colliding, bringing a strong sense of oppression, and the air was sizzling, as if it was ignited.

This infinitely oppressive fist came from thousands of miles away, and when it hit Ding Yi's eyes, it was already the size of a mountain, and the Immortal Monarch deserved its reputation with one blow.

However, Ding Yi looked at it intently, and the other party was only about 1.3 billion immortals.

Song Ba had just been promoted to Immortal Monarch, and his immortal energy was really limited.

"Song Ba, don't look for your own death, I don't want to kill you, do you dare to come to the door?" Ding Yi sneered, seeing this punch coming, he stood still in place, he grabbed the black bead with his left hand, and slashed in the air with his right hand, slapped it, boom, and punched it on this huge fist.

The two sides fist to fist, like two stars stirring in the air.

"Bang, bang-" There was a loud bang at the scene, and the air wave swept in all directions, Ding Yi's body shook, and the oncoming pressure was broken by him with a punch.

But the strength of the other party is not small, although the quantity of immortal qi is not as good as Ding Yi, the quality is still half a step stronger.

Ding Yi couldn't stand up now, swished, and fell directly from mid-air.

"Don't be ashamed. Song Baqi's seven orifices smoked: "I am Tianba Immortal Monarch, I am a saint destined by God, what kind of dog are you, hurry up and hand over the things, I can spare your dog's life, otherwise I guarantee that you are better than dead, and regret your life." ”

Song Ba is also self-inflated, he feels that he has obtained the chaotic purple qi, and when he encounters the magic weapon of the flood era, he is destined to be a saint-level figure who is destined to return.

"Saint?" Ding Yi wanted to vomit blood when he heard it, now