Nangong Bei looked at the magic circle that was falling apart at a speed visible to the naked eye, his brows furrowed, and his expression was as cold as frost.

He was genuinely angry.

This was the first time that anyone dared to offend him like this.

"Junior, warn you, retreat quickly, otherwise, in the future, you will be broken into ten thousand pieces!"

The surrounding area of the Nangong Monument was filled with Xuanguang, and he shouted angrily.

If it weren't for the many terrifying divine senses that had been wandering around, he would have beheaded the person in front of him long ago with his previous style of acting.

"You will die again today, and in what future?"

Su Pingping did not change his color, and with another punch, the runes of the Heavenly Avenue appeared, and the holy will of ascending to the sky showed its might, turning into a powerful blow.

Directly smash the circle.

He turned his fist into a claw, like the claw of a true dragon, and with supreme divine might, he grabbed towards the Nangong Monument.

"Bold!junior, you're forcing me to kill you!" Nangong Bei shouted angrily, and his body retreated violently.

At the same time, he did not forget, controlled the nine ancient orders in the sky, and sniped towards Su Ping.

"Jiuyang Snatching Secret!"

At this moment, he was no longer bound at all, and he was no longer afraid of the many old antiques of the Fuyao Sect.

The nine ancient orders bloomed countless thunder lights, like the nine rounds of thunder and sun, and wherever they passed, the void set off ripples, and the heavens and the earth shook.

Directly shake Su Ping's offensive.

This is one of the famous methods of the Ziyang Emperor, which is called the Twelve Yang Birth Technique, which is a kind of terrifying supernatural power.

Like the rotation of Jiuyang, it is extremely difficult to perform.

It needs to be combined with the twelve Ziyang Emperor Decrees, as well as its own cultivation realm and cultivation realm to reach an extremely high level before it can be performed.

Now, it has been simplified by the Nangong Tablet and displayed in advance.

Countless high-level sects were shocked.

Simplify the emperor's decision, and make it easy, worthy of the former supreme god king.

This trick, even if they take it hard, will have to pay a lot of price.

"It's you who is bold, the emperor who failed tens of thousands of years ago, and you dare to show off your might in front of this holy son and die!"

Su Ping's surroundings were full of holy will, like a heavenly god of war, flowing with endless divine might, and his eyes were full of disdain for the barking of the Nangong Tablet.

With the blessing of the Holy Will of Ascending to the Heavens, the Heavenly Emperor Fist blasted out twice in a row.

actually directly blasted all the ancient orders away.

"Damn, how can he be so outrageous!"

Nangong Bei's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a look of horror in his eyes.

Such a terrifying blow was directly blown away?!

"Death to the master!"

Su Ping shouted angrily and chased after him directly.

At this moment, he completely let go, and all his strength exploded.

The three hundred small secret realms roared like a real dragon, the colorful qi and blood soared into the sky, the qi ran through the Changhong, and the boundless spiritual power in the wheel sea was completely boiling at this moment, and the vision of the chaotic green lotus was even more blooming with infinite chaotic qi, suppressing the heaven and earth.

The Heavenly Emperor Fist, which destroyed the world, was frantically delivered one punch after another.

The boundless fist intent, like the rolling Yangtze River, surging endlessly, hit the sky dark.

"Damn, I've just recovered from endless reincarnation, and I can't use thousands of means at all!"

Nangong Monument gritted his teeth to support.

Su Ping's offensive was too strong, and he couldn't cope with it at all.

He could only use the almost invincible combat experience of his previous life to escape and dodge Su Ping's strong attack.

At the same time, while casting various magical spells, cooperating with the Ziyang Ancient Order, do not forget to counterattack.

This battle was too aggrieved.

He originally possessed supreme power, and thousands of means emerged one after another, and he once suppressed an era.

It's a pity that now that the consciousness has just been awakened, all the means can't be used at all.

And Nangong Tian's own foundation is too thin, even if Nangong Tablet has a rich sense of battle, but under Su Ping's almost crushing offensive, there is no way to resist at all, and can only be pressed and beaten.

"This ......"

"This is the Nangong Monument of the White-clothed God King who was once invincible in the world and is most expected to become the Great Emperor!"

"Just being pressed and beaten by the Holy Son?"

"Nangong Tablet still uses the power of the ancient holy soldiers!

"My God! The first extreme realm of the four poles, the white-clothed god king Nangong Monument who tortured and killed the dragon, is this special, am I dreaming?!"

"Damn, my worldview has been completely turned upside down. ”

Countless high-ranking sects were shocked.

This scene is terrifying.

Even if it is enough to torture and kill Nangong Tian, who has the supreme holy body, even the invincible white-clothed God King of hundreds of thousands of years ago can only be strongly suppressed by the Holy Son?

It's just ridiculously exaggerated, isn't it?!

What else can't be suppressed by the Holy Son?!

The more Nangong Monument fought, the more frightened he became, the young man in front of him was simply like a peerless immortal beast, with extremely strong talent.

There was a trace of worry in his heart, he thought that this rebirth, with the experience of his previous life, and the supreme holy body, as well as the inheritance of the Ziyang Emperor, would be destined to achieve the throne.

even with invincible assets, forcefully suppress the eternal era, and achieve autocracy for eternity.

Unexpectedly, he encountered such a monster directly.

With such a terrifying fist technique, even a monk who has transformed into a dragon and nine transformations, he will be drained with a punch, but he is a four-pole monk, but he can punch one punch after another, and there is no tendency to fatigue at all.

The holy will on the other party's body, although it is weak, is extremely high-level.

Attached to the fist wind, even the ancient saint soldiers could not stop its might, and they hovered on the verge of collapse several times.

Looking at this scene, the audience was stunned, and countless high-level sect leaders trembled when they saw it.

"Bang!"

Finally, Nangong Tablet couldn't dodge, and Su Ping's fist was suddenly imprinted.

An aura of destruction fell on him, and he could even sense the vitality in his body, passing rapidly.

"Jiang Taixu!

He finally panicked and exclaimed loudly.

No longer the demeanor of the previous god-king.

"Huh?"

Hearing Nangong Bei's plea for help, Su Ping frowned slightly, and put away eighty percent of his fist power.

But even so, when a punch fell, Nangong Monument was directly shattered by half of his body.

Blood splattered, and the audience was stunned.

Countless high-level sects were all stunned at the moment.

What do they see?

A generation of white-clothed god king Nangong Monument was suppressed in just a dozen breaths.

What did they hear?

A generation of white-clothed god king Nangong Monument actually asked for help!

O white-clothed god king, shaking the past and the present, for millions of years, the existence of the emperor has been the most proven.

was actually hung and beaten by his own holy son!

"How can it be simple to dictate the assets of the ages, as long as the difference is not more than one big secret realm, there is no Tianjiao in the world who will be Su Ping's opponent. Jiang Taixu was in the Dao Protector Hall and said indifferently.

The arrogance on the field has always been just a white-clothed waste firewood Nangong monument.

If Nangong Bei is given enough time to digest his rebirth, he may be able to compete with Su Ping.

It's just, it's a pity.

Luck was not good, as soon as he recovered his memory, he met the monster Su Ping.

It can only be ruthlessly suppressed.

Thinking of this, Jiang Taixu's face couldn't help but show a trace of worry.

There is no other reason, the golden age, the stars are shining, at that time, the god king body, the supreme holy body, the emperor's son and the emperor's daughter, the first generation, the reincarnation of the emperor's soldiers, the immortal beast relics and other peerless demons, will all compete for the first place to be born and compete for the throne of this life.

Compete for that wisp of arbitrariness for eternity.

If Su Ping wants to become an emperor, he is about to face unprecedented difficulties.