Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Beginning is Too Quiet

Huang Quan has a big hand, and when he grabs his head at the unformed head!

Before he seemed to move, a figure suddenly appeared behind Huang Quan and punched Huang Quan in the back. His speed was extremely fast, and his gestures left a lot of afterimages, and he couldn't catch his tracks with the naked eye.

The unformed movements are gentle and elegant, and the fists are as light as catkins. However, Huang Quan was extremely jealous of this, and without waiting for him to attack, he immediately moved out a few meters.

Huang Quan's counterattack opened wide and closed, like a thunderstorm, each attack was filled with the aura of endless destruction, and the shapeless silver hair only touched it slightly, and then disappeared in an instant.

Thunder and Soul had retreated to the brink, and no other human warriors and cannibals dared to appear on the upper deck of the Holy Land, only the two of them refused to leave. However, looking at it from a distance, I feel suffocated.

Until this moment, it was the real battle of the Imperial God Killer, no matter what it was, as long as it was swept away by the aftermath of Huangquan's attack, it would be directly annihilated into ashes. As he stepped back, even the Holy Land trembled.

The formless but pervasive elf, the body is as if it has no substance, flying around the Yellow Spring, and attacking when it finds a gap.

There were more and more runes on Huang Quan's body, and the light became brighter and brighter, and gradually the whole person floated into the air. The unformed turned into a silver light and attacked wildly around the Yellow Spring.

Just looking at the strength of the two powers, the informant is at a disadvantage.

He suddenly froze in front of Huang Quan, and grabbed Huang Quan's fist, which instantly turned into an aerial wrestling!

The dark golden light of the Yellow Spring and the unformed silver light collided in one place, and suddenly an earth-shattering explosion occurred, and the mixed color aperture instantly spread out for hundreds of meters, and the holy land below was also affected, sinking to the ground fiercely, and the height plummeted by dozens of meters.

The humans and ogres who had been fighting on the outer wall and the two layers below were thrown out of the ship, and the ogres hanging on the slings kept falling, and even the ogres on the mountainside were hit and fell in pieces.

In the center of the storm, Weixing firmly grasped Huang Quan's fist and couldn't hold each other.

Seeing Huang Quan's eyes slightly surprised, he was still in the mood to smile, "Understood, it's not your time now!" The Taiyu who chose you has long since failed, and whatever you do now is nothing but a death throe! ”

It's too secluded!

Huang Quan's brain boomed, like a volcanic eruption, the last layer of genetic locks opened, and countless information from the source of life poured in.

The so-called Holy Radiance is the name of the empire, and this power originates from ancient times, at the beginning of the birth of the universe.

At the very top of the beginning of time and space, the Taiyu and the Taichu coexist. From the same source, but in opposition to each other.

Since ancient times, Taiyou and Taichu have fought for hundreds of millions of years, and the two sides have competed in every corner of the universe, and the rise and fall of countless worlds, star fields and civilizations have come from this.

That ogre tribe mural is real, and in the war with Taichu, Taiyou was finally defeated.

Huang Quan's whole body was shocked, his strength did not decrease but increased, and he shook the unformed with a punch, and then the lightning shot out, grabbed the unformed hand, and said coldly: "Then this world, is it the masterpiece of the beginning?" ”

The silver light on the informable body was faint and inexhaustible, endless, and he stretched Huang Quan's fingers apart little by little, and said, "Not only here, is there any world that is not the original world?" Taiyu has been defeated, it only exists in history! ”

Huang Quan's forehead was covered with green tendons, the muscles of his whole body were trembling, and the runes formed countless mysterious patterns, bursting out with boundless strength, but they still couldn't suppress the unformed silver light.

Weixing sneered, "It's useless to struggle, it's too quiet to lose, what can you do?" After I kill you, Taiyou's destruction and destruction of this world will come to an end. ”

As his last words fell, the entire rainforest began to roar, and the ubiquitous primordial power surged in, merging into the invisible silver light.

The silver light instantly overwhelmed the Holy Light of the Yellow Spring, blasting him far away.

The formless figure flashed, and he came to Huang Quan's side and punched out.

The two fought again, although Huang Quan tried his best to resist, but the gap between the two sides was too great, and it didn't take long for Huang Quan to be stepped on the back by the invisible foot, smashed into the ground like a cannonball, and blasted into the ground.

The rocky layers of soil on the ground swelled, erupting like a volcano, and Huang Quan rushed out of the ground, and slammed his fist into the body of the falling former, knocking him into a mouthful of silver blood.

Weixing flashed to the side, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's useless, Huang Quan." I admit that you are very strong, 10,000 years ago you were unmatched, 10,000 years later, if you are under the same strength, I will still not be able to compare with you. But you chose Taiyou, or rather, Taiyou chose you. From that moment on, you are doomed to a fate that cannot be changed. ”

Huang Quan didn't say a word, chasing the formless like a storm to attack, even if the silver light around the formless body was surging like a sea, it was full of danger for a while.

However, under the endless replenishment of the rainforest world, the informable silver light will recover when it is weakened, and then weakened and restored, while the dark golden light of the Yellow Spring is a little less consumed. If this continues, the situation of victory and defeat can be said to be clear at a glance.

The disparity in strength between the two sides grew, and the strength of the unformed attack gradually increased over time. With his undodgable attack, Huang Quan had to cross his arms, curl up all over, and took this blow hard, and was directly blasted into the ground!

Before the form hurriedly chased, Huangquan broke out of the ground again, and the two sides fought together, and in an instant, I don't know how many moves were exchanged.

The two suddenly separated, Huang Quan snorted, and looked at his ribs, where there were two more finger holes, and blood was gushing out.

This time there was no pursuit, he stopped in mid-air, stroked his cheek, and in the corner of his eye, felt a wet hand of blood. Huang Quan's counterattack is fierce and deadly, and if it is a little more positive, the shapeless eye will be gouged out.

The shapeless eyes without pupils were a little blurry, and he said softly: "That's it, that's how it feels." 10,000 years ago, I should have been able to kill you, but every time I fought, I was defeated and fled. You are the Taiyou Elect, I am the Taichu Elect, and the battle of the First Shadow had a result tens of thousands of years ago, but why can't I win you? ”

Huang Quan was silent, two flames ignited from his fingertips, and pressed on the wound under his ribs. The fire burned the flesh and skin, and suddenly there was a snorting sound, and bursts of green smoke rose, and the skin and flesh were charred and black, but it also stopped the bleeding from the wound.

At this time, the unformed attacks were all the power of the primordial, and Huang Quan, who had the power of the Tai Phantom, was injured by him, and the wound could not heal at all.

Looking at Huang Quan's action of treating the wound, Wei Xiang remembered something, his silver hair suddenly flew, and he screamed in the sky!

His voice was high-pitched, like the first song of a young phoenix, clear with indescribable desolation.

His figure suddenly appeared in front of Huang Quan, attacking like crazy, shouting, "Why! Why don't you give up? You've already lost, Taiyoudu has already lost, why are you still fighting!? Do you want the whole world to be destroyed? Do you really want to die at my hands? We...... We ......"

The blood light on Huang Quan's body continued to bloom, the wounds increased one by one, and the dark golden light also dimmed rapidly, but his expression was calm and resolute, just like at the beginning, he fought to the death in silence, even if he hit the destruction of the whole world, he didn't want him to moan and beg for mercy.

The power of the dark gold is like a candle in the wind, and it is difficult to penetrate the body. Without the protection of the power of Tai Yu, Huang Quan's body quickly melted under the erosion of the primordial silver mang, and in some places it was even exposed to the white bones!

But Huang Quan didn't cry out in pain, he didn't even frown, it seemed that these wounds were not on his body, and the blood he shed was not his own.

"Remember the Battle of Elysium? I've been thinking ever since, what are you fighting for. Now, 10,000 years, 10,000 years! I still can't figure it out. But you're still like that! The unformed yelled.

Hearing this, Huang Quan's expression changed slightly.

Battle of Bliss......