Chapter 1162: Beyond the Power of the Holy Rank
The rolling heat wave tore at the void like a beast, biting out large holes in the dark space.
Yang Xuan laughed and said, "I was almost deceived by you." ”
The next moment, the red flames also tumbled upwards and met them.
The flames of the two colors collided in the void again, exuding a furious force that tore the void through huge gaps.
The force of the shock came like a huge wave, pushing Yang Xuan to move forward half a step further.
At this moment, a majestic voice descended from above.
"Quartet Fire Spirit, listen to my orders, fall. ”
Rumble!
The rain of fire in the sky appeared again, falling like a torrential rain, impermeable to the wind, and filling the heavens and the earth.
Yang Xuan looked up, and the entire sky was reflected in purple, as if it was covered with a layer of purple clouds, and the sound was terrifying.
The blazing sensation swept through his body, and Yang Xuan found that he actually had a feeling of being treated as barbecue.
The mist appeared in the sky and rolled up from the bottom up, like an inverted spring rain, resisting the rolling clouds that could not stop the downward pressure.
The majestic voice of the Martial God came from the clouds: "Yang Xuan, I know that you have cultivated to the heavens, but compared to me, you are nothing. ”
"Really?" Yang Xuan's voice pierced through the clouds and soared into the sky.
In the next moment, the flame cloud that had been tumbling just now instantly froze, and it dissipated in just a few seconds, revealing a dark void.
"The name of the Xuan Sage is indeed worthy of its name. Martial God's voice rumbled, although he was praising Yang Xuan, there was no surprise in his tone.
"But if you're just that, you'll be disappointed in me, and I don't have much time to waste, die. ”
As soon as the words fell, the flames in the sky disappeared completely, and the figure of the martial god Wei'an stood there, and his palm fell with a bang.
Bang!
Thousands of purple thunderbolts rose from the void, turned into a giant palm that reached the sky, and directly pressed down.
In a trance, Yang Xuan seemed to see that a bright moon descended from the sky, sank into the ground, and disappeared.
Suddenly, another round of tomorrow, rising from the west, shattered as it approached the middle of the sky, turning into a black current.
But this is not the end, approaching, it is the stars falling in the sky, one after another, one after another, dyeing the black heaven and earth into a chaotic color.
The so-called skyfall, I'm afraid it's nothing more than that.
Whew!
I don't know when, Yang Xuan's sleeves turned into fly ash and floated away.
The red blood turned into small red droplets, one after another from Yang Xuan's body, permeating the surroundings, becoming a red stream.
"Die!" said Valkyrie's voice again.
Without feeling any pain, Yang Xuan found that his blood had flowed out uncontrollably, converging into a river in front of him, from the bottom up, against the current.
A large amount of aura flew away with the blood, and in a short period of time, a large amount of aura had already gone with the wind.
The casualness on Yang Xuan's face finally disappeared, replaced by a touch of solemnity.
The power emanating from the palm of the Martial God is absolutely beyond the existence of the saint level, otherwise, it would not be possible to have such a huge power.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Xuan's fingers had already pointed out towards the void.
The two ultimate rules of life and death form a delicate balance at the fingertips, as if carrying two black and white worlds, towards the giant palm.
Life and death, the line between life and death.
Rumble!
When the fingers and giant palms were connected, the whole world exploded.
It's not an adjective, it's not an exaggerated description, it's really blown up.
The Void World, which was composed of the power of the Martial God, could not withstand such a mighty force at all at this moment, and it exploded from the inside, revealing the heaven and earth outside.
Click!
Yang Xuan's right index finger was directly broken, bent into a strange angle, and severe pain struck.
But Yang Xuan didn't care about the pain in his fingers at all, because he was already on fire at this time.
Purple flames erupted from every pore of him, bringing out a large amount of blood at the same time, and the dyed void turned red.
The staggering heat began to invade every part of his body, bringing destruction and violence into his meridians.
The aura surged out wildly, like an army resisting the invasion, struggling to resist.
A moment later, when all the purple flame degrees were expelled, Yang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart was already infinitely shocked.
The power of this martial god is actually close to the power of the dark god to a certain extent.
"Yes, your cultivation is really not cheating. ”
The Martial God who stood in the void watched as he exploded into a big hole, his bloody palm, and his face was full of surprise, as if he couldn't believe that he was actually injured.
Yang Xuan's face changed, and the power of life and death was unprecedentedly not reflected in him, but only shattered his palm.
The astonishing information behind this made him a little frightened.
In other words, the rules of life and death are useless to the Martial God.
He Qinglian was still standing beside her blankly, as if she had no sense of the battle situation between the two.
But Yang Xuan believed that as long as the Martial God attacked again, He Qinglian, who had cultivated underground, would definitely turn into powder in the first time, and she would never be spared.
"Master, according to my calculations, the other party's strength is still above you, if you don't have the strength to hide, my advice to you is - go. "Black Armor sent out bad information at the right time.
Yang Xuan didn't respond to him, in fact, he had already made a judgment on the situation in the field.
But the problem is, he can't go.
I don't know when, between this heaven and earth, there has long been a familiar atmosphere, as if there is nothing, ethereal.
It was the breath from the dark god Ziyun.
How could Yang Xuan, who had already fought three times with this kind of power, not recognize it.
The Dark God must be hiding in a corner, ready to wait for an opportunity to give him a hard blow.
Yang Xuan was not surprised that the Dark God would make such a shameless sneak attack, for a god who had just been born with a will, the rituals of the world might not be able to restrain her.
It was precisely in view of this that Yang Xuan did not dare to use all his strength when fighting with the Martial God, but always retained three points of strength and paid attention to the movements around him at any time.
The feeling of being surrounded by a strong enemy made him extremely uncomfortable.
His fingers were straightened, and then the wood aura began to work, and it didn't take long for it to recover.
But to his surprise, flames erupted on the palm of the martial god opposite, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and within a moment, it was back to normal.
It seems that he also has an extremely strong recovery ability, and he is not weaker than Yang Xuan in this regard.
This is another bad news for Yang Xuan.
"Yang Xuan, let me ask you again one last time, do you pay the four beads?"
The Martial God's whole body emitted purple flames, as if he had turned into a fire man, burning the entire heaven and earth.
Yang Xuan smiled coldly: "If you want it, take it yourself." ”
"Okay, as you wish!" Martial God's voice was like thunder, and it fell with a bang.
The next moment, the world changed greatly!