Boxer Murong

With the disappearance of divine power, all the creatures in the vast sky realm who had cultivated divine power were all spared.

The mysterious people who lived in the ancient god realm also stepped into the land beyond the boundary monument for the first time under the leadership of the man in Tsing Yi.

They take ancient martial arts as the foundation of self-protection, emphasizing the trinity of essence, qi and spirit, to cultivate their own strong body, and do not deliberately pursue immortality and Taoism.

Therefore, although the lifespan is not very long, the culture has been preserved for a long time, and the strong people in the clan continue to emerge like a spring, and even in the face of high-level energy such as divine power, they are not afraid at all.

They firmly believe in the power of ancient martial arts, and through the use of reasonable force skills and spirits, they can resist spells and divine powers.

Therefore, when they first came to the ancient god realm and settled, there were many battles with the aborigines, and although the two sides won and lost, it was limited to their unwillingness to use ancient martial arts to do aggression and attack.

In principle, they are a very peace-loving ethnic group, with an average life expectancy of about 200 years, and there are wise men who have lived for more than 1,000 years.

Now it is still under the leadership of this man in Tsing Yi that he is reluctantly willing to be born to take over this mess.

"Murong, this black hole is the same trick used by the Titans back then, it seems that everyone has been deceived." Next to the man in Tsing Yi, an old man with white eyebrows covering his eyes groped his chin and looked at the black hole that was still absorbing divine power.

"Thick eyebrows, let you come out with me, you can't come out, now there is something to do, right?" Murong pursed his lips, without the slightest respect for the old man.

But the old man with thick eyebrows didn't think so, "You have also lived in vain for so many years, can I make mistakes when I do things with thick eyebrows?" As he spoke, he took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and when he opened it, it was a snow-white face.

Dumping all of them into the black hole, he nodded with satisfaction.

"If you want to say black, it's still you black, don't look like a worldly master, I can't compare." The next few people saw that the thick eyebrows were bad, and they also threw some of the things they were carrying into the black hole.

This black hole has no ability to think, so it absorbs it all.

"Don't pretend to be modest here, it's all the way, it's very dark!" Someone teased again.

In the eyes of these people, even Titans don't seem so scary, they just treat them as a joke.

Not only the black hole here, but also the people who passed out along the way, they were treated, and it didn't take long for them to regain consciousness.

"Huh? Come and see, there's a strange guy here. On the route they were traveling, they met Ma Yang, who was exhausted and unconscious, but he fell into a deep sleep and slowly regained his lost strength.

"He is not an ancient god, he has no divine power in his body, and he can actually beat the superior god to death, this seems to be the trump card of the God of War Kingdom." When he saw Wiggins, who was dead, he understood that they wanted to kill

This kind of powerful superior god requires a lot of effort, and I have never seen anyone other than them be able to kill a superior god.

"Let's get him up first, and give him a drink." Murong called out to a girl in coarse cloth clothes, took out a bottle of milk-like drink from the back basket, and poured it into Ma Yang's mouth.

Ma Yang, who was sleeping, felt a hot current suddenly pour into his body, and then he was awakened by the burning sensation emanating from his body when he regained control.

I opened my eyes slightly, and saw that all the unfamiliar faces around me were supporting me, and these people had no malice, and they might have been saved.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?" The two asked questions almost at the same time, and the scene became awkward.

It was the man in Tsing Yi who stood up first to break the embarrassment: "We are the ancient branch living in the ancient god realm. ”

"Ancient?" Ma Yang had heard this title more than once when he came here, and he was also called a flint by others.

"Yes, the energy composition in your body is not the indigenous people here, which universe wandered over?" The thick eyebrows asked with great interest, and groped out a star map from his body.

Although the star map is made of the skin of some kind of animal, the pattern on it changes from moment to moment.

Ma Yang stretched out his fingers and gently flicked them on them, and the pattern changed shape with the change of his fingers.

Each different vortex is a universe, and this star map supports two-finger magnification, and when the vortex is enlarged, there are many inexplicable points of light in it, just like the cells of living organisms.

The dots of light represent living galaxies or similar star clusters that contain a variety of interesting planets.

There are also entire dimensional continents, after all, the universe is unpredictable, and no one knows what laws matter follows, and maybe they never follow and grow wantonly.

The green ones are inhabited by living civilizations, the red ones are highly dangerous areas, and the rest of the black ones are unexplored.

The star map is very easy to understand, that is, as an ancient civilization, their years of exploration and hard work have condensed this precious map.

In the lower left corner of this star map, Ma Yang finally saw a familiar scene, and in a palm-sized place, there was a place with holes, that is, his hometown Luochen Star Domain, but he didn't expect his current state to become like this.

"Here? Are you sure? Rough eyebrows asked with some doubts, this universe numbered 1537 is said to be undergoing a process of reevolution, and there should be no life.

"yes, that's it, what's the problem?"

"Universe number 1537, at this time there is a process of re-evolution, bringing all life forms and energy sources back together, how did you escape?"

Hearing this, Ma Yang was quite surprised in his heart, the universe he lived in still had a number, and the number was 1537, so at least there were more than a thousand identical universes.

In the vast blue-black background of that star map, there must be countless lives contained there.

During the conversation, Murong walked closer and circled

The bandage is wrapped around the hand. People on the periphery also began to organize their clothes.

"They're coming." A few simple words, but the meaning contained is extraordinary.

When Ma Yang was still confused, a row of about a dozen people appeared in the distance, all of them wearing familiar black cloaks.

The primeval men also showed their moves, and Murong wrapped the bandages on his hands and walked over.

Without saying a word, Murong was not in a hurry or slow, but the distance between the two sides was pulled in in an instant, punching, sideways, knee collision, and the movements were smooth, and where it came into contact with the opponent's body, it overflowed with billowing black qi, and if you looked closely, you could see the small magic circle hidden in the black qi.

The continuous high-speed straight punch kicked up a fluffy black mist, and the fist wind had a unique strength, even if it could be caught, the penetrating force could still hit the meridians directly.

Seeing that the attack failed to work, Murong quickly changed his strategy, quickly kicked with one leg, rolled down and kicked his body, and took advantage of the retreat in the opposite direction, supporting the ground with his arms and kicking forward continuously.

The black clothes slapped the kicked legs with both hands at the same time, taking advantage of the situation to condense the black qi and transform into chains to trap Murong's waist, but they were easily broken by twisting, and the fist wrapped around the bandage broke through the mist.

When he was about to hit the mask of the face, the man in black showed a purple magic circle in front of him, blocking the punch, and the aftermath spread out in all directions, and the sound of popping was heard.

Circles of pale white ripples began to spread out in the middle of the two of them.

The rubble debris that touches it is gently pushed away by the ripples, causing secondary damage.

The man in black seemed to be a little flustered, summoning a lot of purple frisbees, wanting to strangle Murong, but what greeted the frisbees was a pair of indestructible iron fists.

The bandages on both fists must not be extraordinary, and they can obviously block the sharp frisbee unscathed.

even turned around and kicked the frisbees upside down, fortunately, the man in black easily controlled these frisbees, otherwise he would have been killed with just one move.

"Cut off the divine power, my source divine realm and you will not share the sky!" The man in black said through gritted teeth.

"Don't pretend to be garlic, the source god itself is a joke, hiding in the universe!"

These words came close to the ears of the man in black, and the fist had already pierced his chest unconsciously!

(End of chapter)

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