The evil heavenly fist was put and closed, like a dream.

And this dream, against the backdrop of Qiu Tian's restoration of the complete Yan Ming Killing Mist, is even more unreal.

It seems that the shocking killing intent that has just broken through the Yan Ming Killing Mist, the instantaneous destruction of the Yan Ming Killing Mist, and the stillbirth of the hundreds of millions of killing machines in the Yan Ming Killing Mist are really just hallucinations.

But if it's really a dream......

"Qiu Tian, you don't give ...... force"

I'm afraid of calming down everything.

This joking sentence calmly said is like the finishing touch given to Baizhang space by the fist of the evil sky, nailing this dream in the middle of reality and illusion.

The feeling in between the two is not that I am still suspicious, but after confirming that this is true, I feel the real emotion about it-

It's fantastic.

The killing intent is more terrifying than the Qiu Tian who cultivates Yan Mingyin, isn't this dreamy?

Isn't it dreamy to wrap a punch around tens of thousands of stars and explode through the Yan Ming Killing Mist, which even Yuanba is not qualified to see?

What's more, within a hundred zhang, with the control of the five Heavenly Dao Origins alone, they can block the hundreds of millions of killings hidden in the killing fog of Yan Ming, isn't this dreamy?

Dream.

But the main reason for this fantasy can't be attributed to Qiu Tian's inability to do anything about it.

"He's too strong......"

looked at the dumbfounded Yuanba, lost his mind and muttered.

That's the main reason.

Surpass the killing intent of the enemy.

The unimaginable attack of the punch.

The incredible defense shown by the closing punch.

It can be said that Evil Heaven used a fist that was not his strongest state, and he established his absolute qualification to participate in this battle in the eyes of ordinary people and Qiu Tian.

It is precisely because of this qualification that Rao is Yan Ming killing fog has been restored, Rao is thousands of killing visions have taken shape again, and Rao is Yan Ming killing magic instinctively began to be conceived again in the killing fog......

Qiu Tian didn't make any immediate moves.

He even began to retreat.

It wasn't until he retreated to a suitable distance that he closed his eyes.

This kind of behavior shows that he needs to think.

But the moment his eyes closed, he fell into a daze.

Because he didn't know what to think.

Thinking about why the killing intent of the ants is more pure and terrifying than their own?

Unable to think.

Think about why the limelight ants have such terrifying strength?

Equally unable to think.

After a few breaths, Qiu Tian cut through the dazed fog and finally found what he could think.

That punch, a release, a retraction.

"That punch was struck, and tens of thousands of stars submerged into the Yan Killing Mist, and immediately exploded, destroying the Killing Mist ......"

As he thought about it, a blood-colored canopy appeared in his mind.

The canopy is his Hell-killing mist.

The canopy of heaven without stars, the evil sky made up for him.

Make up just right.

Because, if the magic power of Yan Ming Killing Mist is compared to a spider web, then every star is embedded in the nodes of the spider web.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

There are no nodes, the cobwebs collapse on their own, and the canopy is gone.

It seems that this is an extremely simple way to deal with Yan Ming Killing Mist, but ......

"How can he see the connecting node of Yan Ying Killing Mist......

"How can he accurately control tens of thousands of stars and complete the attack on all nodes in an instant......

"How does he have the strength to destroy the node......"

......

How to put a lot of how to put behind the simple, the word simple, immediately is not simple.

Thinking of this, Qiu Tian's complexion changed slightly.

Not to mention the rest, the fact that he could complete the attack on all nodes in an instant with his punch made it a little difficult for him to breathe.

Because he found that even though he had something to think about, he still couldn't think of what the other party found on the basis of what he could.

I can't figure it out, so I can only think about it differently.

"The Wishful Transformation ...... of the Five Heavenly Dao Origins"

Looking back on the scene when his hundreds of millions of killings were all blocked, Qiu Tian's heart was even colder.

"At the level of Origin Ruyi, he is almost the same as me, a saint......"

This alone was enough for him to question with a ghostly emotion—when would the Voyeur Source Realm be able to compete with the saint in terms of origin?

"No, no......"

Qiu Tian's heartbeat suddenly skipped a beat!

At this moment, he reacted, if it was really comparable, how could the evil heaven borrow the five heavenly dao origins to perfectly deal with his own killing?

"My killing also has a source! And it's a five, or even a six-point origin!"

The gap between the origin of one point has already been vividly reflected in the battle between the evil heaven and the eight great Buddhas of the Infinite Pavilion.

However, Qiu Tian was shocked to find that his absolute superiority in the Heavenly Dao Origin was not reflected in this battle at all.

Continuing to review the spin grid formed by the five Heavenly Dao Origins of the Evil Heaven in his mind, he suddenly had a strange feeling.

"It's as if his Heavenly Dao Origin, yes, is it alive?"

I feel it.

But even breaking his head can't explain the feeling.

Is the Heavenly Dao Origin alive?

If you say this, you will definitely be regarded as the stupidest idiot in the world!

Again, Qiu Tian's thinking failed, his breathing became more and more difficult, and the whole person became more depressed.

Depressed, he seemed to want to escape from this feeling, and couldn't help but start thinking about what he thought was the simplest question-

"How can he stop my killing ...... perfectly"

The starting point of this doubt was no longer the Heavenly Dao Origin Power that he couldn't figure out, but his extremely confident killing skills.

To be the first to discover the opponent's killing in battle, the opponent's layout, is a must for every monk who is good at killing.

But there is a limit.

"Under Yan Ming's killing mist, my killing is all hidden, even if Yan Ming's killing fog is forced back by his inexplicable momentum, then ......"

So what?

Qiu Tian, who was stunned, was speechless all of a sudden.

I don't know how long it took for him to slowly come back to his senses.

"It's difficult, is it the distance of a hundred zhang, how can this be ......?"

If the Yan Ming Killing Mist touched the Dao Body, within a million miles, no matter where Qiu Tian used to kill, for those who were in the Yan Ming Killing Mist, the killing would be instantaneous, and there would be no reaction time at all.

After countless actual combat verifications, even if the distance of 100 zhang will have a certain resistance to the four characters in an instant, this resistance can be completely ignored.

And now Qiu Tian is facing Baizhang, not only can he not ignore it, but he has even directly overturned his super confidence in Yan Ming Killing Mist!

"A hundred zhang away, you can see through my killing ......"

Just as Qiu Tian used great perseverance to force himself to believe this speculation, he seemed to be suddenly struck by lightning.

This inexplicable thunder did not stun him, but like a burning sun star, it broke many doubts for him that he couldn't figure out before.

"I, I get ......"

Qiu Tian, who muttered this, finally had a feeling of being unable to give up.

"Node is the foundation of the structure of Yan Ying Killing Mist......"

"Between every two foundations, there is a kind of killing ......"

"Wrong, I was wrong......"

......

Qiu Tian, who was distracted, slowly moved his eyes, looked at the evil heaven who said that he was not powerful, and suddenly felt that he was powerless to refute these three words.

Because at this moment he also understands......

The real order of that punch is not to release and retract, but-

Take it away and put it away.

(End of chapter)