Sub-Legend is actually a very vague statement, when the equipment level is higher than the spatial database judgment, the data function of the space is actually invalid. Unless the owner of the equipment takes the initiative to explain, it is difficult for the rest of the people to understand the special effects or skills it brings. Under normal circumstances, this means that there is a certain degree of underlying rules condensed on this piece of equipment itself, although it is only a trace of the peak of the epic, but it is this slightest gap that makes people dare not dare to be delusional.

To put it bluntly, the so-called marquis in the Land of the Gods, if he touches the level of the rules, is probably barely getting here.

So when the eighth Shi Shi Ran swayed and put on this pair of black and yellow boxing gloves with a strange appearance, everyone chose to be silent, while the soul collector and several rulers were already standing behind the old eight invisibly.

The one who knows the times is Junjie, and as for the punch against each other that the Dream Ripper just proposed, it has become a complete joke.

No matter who it is, if you have a close contact with the sub-legendary boxing gloves, I'm afraid you can only lose your mind, right?

"Since they are unreliable, you might as well come in person." Lao Bacai didn't care about the choice of a few kittens and dogs, after he put on the boxing gloves completely little by little, he was satisfied with his left hand and right hand clenched his fist, and the rules of the way of the king were immediately like a large ball of thick ink dripping into the clear water, although the original world still existed, but it had been impregnated into the form. He then laughed loudly, and the "Wang Dao" of his aggrieved left hand hung to the side, and the "domineering" of his right hand turned into a fist, and immediately condensed into a huge phantom, standing straight and tall in this world, inserting into the undetectable void at the top.

The whole world was torn apart in an instant.

"Impossible!" The Marquis of Seven Pointed Star was almost embarrassed like a gambler who had just lost out of the gambling house, and the confidence he was full of when he entered the arena had turned into a stumbling step, and his eyes were full of disbelief, which contrasted with the calm and honest smile on the face of the old eight.

Even if others have no way of knowing the specific process of the fight, at least from the face of it, the eighth has firmly gained the upper hand.

"How can you break through the limits of my 'realm'?" The Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star asked sharply, his hands spun around, and the world that had just been torn apart re-condensed and formed in his hands, turning into a realm far beyond the comparison of others.

"What a bullshit 'world'! It's nothing more than high pressure and low pressure. The eighth sneered, just now he didn't use his own strength at all, and he had already completed the suppression of the rules that came with "domineering". The Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star looked majestic, but in fact he was just a half-step Marquis's Xibei goods, and he easily tried it, revealing his original form.

So even though the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star had already made a defensive posture at this time, the eighth didn't take this action to heart at all, he just slowly stretched out his right hand, unlike the way he had just torn apart, the rules of the "Royal Road" were almost silently integrated into the realm of the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star.

Then in the next moment, the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star was extremely frightened to find that he had actually begun to lose control of his own realm in a big way!

For the pioneers, the realm is tantamount to a certain part of the body, if the "domineering" is just a confession to the extreme invasion, the "royal road" is a murderous and bloodless annexation, purely oppressive with the general momentum.

Is this worth it? It's just that if you don't pay attention, all your rules will have to change hands under the infection of the "royal road".

The Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star is worthy of being a strong man who has experienced countless plot worlds and participated in countless plane wars. Even though his heart was cold at this time, he still retained his instinctive calmness. At this moment when his life was at stake, he let out a loud shout, and then resolutely severed his connection with the realm that had already been invaded.

The loss method of such a rule is permanent, and the eighth man only made half a move, and the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star was already forced to survive!

The strength of the old guy's team is so strong!

The Dream Ripper stared at the two people in the venue with complicated eyes, compared to the rest of the people who changed their positions, she still chose the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star safely, even if the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star at this time no longer had the calmness that Zhi Zhu was holding just now. A large number of losses in the rules made his expression a little hideous, and it is no exaggeration to say that just now, his perception of the rules in several plot worlds has come to naught.

Where does the eighth child care about this, since he brought the "way of the king", he has actually not had the opportunity to hit with all his strength, and his heart is really itching unbearable. I originally thought that the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star would be able to surprise him, but I didn't expect this to be the result.

"You're not an opponent of His Majesty Skywalker, and you don't even have the qualifications to be his opponent." At this time, he carefully distinguished the gap between the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star and the Marquis of Tulip, and found that there was not much reference in it.

Since His Majesty Skywalker can be tied with Tulip, then the difference in strength should be similar, so Lao Ba's sentence is not a sarcasm of the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star just boasting, but a realistic and objective statement.

There is still an essential gap between the half-step marquis and the real marquis.

"It's too early to say this, according to our agreement, you just threw a punch, and now it's my turn!" As if it was stinged in the place that his heart was most reluctant to touch, the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star's tone was already full of cold killing intent. His eyes had just turned bright red from anger, but at this moment, it seemed to have risen to another level, invoking the power of his own origin rules bit by bit.

This is the real reason why he was able to become a half-step marquis, he actually used this way to completely let go of himself, temporarily get rid of the rules he already understood, and then on this basis, he overstepped and invoked deeper powers.

There are thousands of ways to understand the rules, and from a certain point of view, being able to use the underlying rules in such a way that is close to self-harm, the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star is also worthy of the four words Heavenly Wizard.

The reason why he said that he was self-harming was because he knew the underlying rules but didn't know why, and while using his power, he also had to be subjected to the backlash of the rules, and what hurt him was his own understanding of the rules.

"Die!" As there were more and more rules condensed at his fingertips, the only thing that the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star was worried was that the Eighth did not keep his promise to avoid this blow, seeing that the Eighth did not take himself seriously at all, the Marquis of the Seven Pointed Star was angry and at the same time had a trace of relief and joy.

If the eighth dodge, then it is equivalent to saying that he won the eighth in the fight; If Lao Ba didn't dodge, then he at least believed that even if he didn't die, the breaking of the rules would definitely hurt Lao Ba.

"Savage Shattered!"

When the ball of light seemed to become a plasma-like fluid, the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star released a low roar in his throat. The antique brought the anger of the ancient giants for the ruthless fight between heaven and earth, and this gloomy aura escaped from the ball of light, making the entire plot world change color.

This blow and other all-out blows used for the marquis's power, the sense of ruin in the rules even caused the time and space it passed through to be temporarily evaporated, and along the trajectory it traveled, a crack in the rules made the plot world resonate painfully.

Including the soul collectors, the twelve people who had just despised the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star because of the eighth child fell to their knees on the ground and chose to surrender. Even the small balls of electricity that escaped in the void had extraordinary lethality, and the high level made them tremble to resist.

These are the purest rules of destruction, and each point of light is a penetration of their origin world, in the world they each created, countless meteors fell from the sky, and everywhere was a scene of apocalypse.

The Marquis is called the Arbiter, and sure enough, he has the ability to sanction the pioneers, and the few Soul Collectors who have just chosen to betray are the first to bear the brunt of the aftermath of this attack, even if they choose to stand back in the camp of the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star again, they still can't reduce the damage this time.

"It's finally getting a little interesting." The eighth child said "Huh", at the moment when the electric ball was about to arrive in front of him, in everyone's unbelievable eyes, he pushed a black giant shield forward casually, and there was almost no regular collision, and the huge plasma ball of light was like a snowball in the oven, and disappeared silently.

A blow is about equal to the attack strength of historical epic figures, with the power of the underlying rules, the momentum of people blocking and killing Buddhas, and exhausting all the rules of the Marquis of Seven Pointed Star The attack is really gone, and there is no ripple again.

"That's Li Shimin's legendary shield, the Xuanjia Shield!" The soul collector was already a little bitter about why he happened to know this shield in the Tang world, and his voice carried half a wisp of crying. He finally realized that he had never been on the right side of the story.