Chapter Eighty-Nine: A Quasi-Peak-level Duel

"Terran!"

"Damn the lowly people!"

"We are noble prison clansmen, the embodiment of death and calamity, why are we powerless in front of him!"

All the Prison Clans, from the first-class Underworld to the low-level Ancient Underworld...... All of them are devastated, hysterically roaring into the void, trying to escape from their hearts.

Knock knock!

The space gods that shine with divine rays either manifest the vast giant palm, or generate the Mimeng long knife, or derive energy tides, scattering the end of death, and manifesting the invincible.

Fang Cheng's space god is too strong and too strong.

Fang Cheng's true strength alone had already reached the quasi-peak level, not to mention that after fusing the spatial law comprehension, the combat power had skyrocketed endlessly, and it had already surpassed the quasi-peak level.

Death.

Never-ending death.

Six hundred and seventy-one Evil Evil Calamity Desolate Arrays, covering the sky in all directions, should have befallen the Evil Calamity, and should have killed Fang Cheng easily, but the whole line collapsed! All the Prison Clans who faced the Spatial Divine Law were also like diamond glass, shattered into powder.

Collapse!

A devastating collapse!

This is a stark contrast. The Prison Clan is the synonym for the disaster of death, but after Fang Cheng's death sentence is announced, he will sink into the hell of death in an instant, and his life will be extinct.

"Terran!"

"This is a Terran! How can it be so terrifying!"

A blackbird-shaped demon trembled all over, dodging out of the covered area of the Spatial Divine Rule, staring at Fang Cheng in fear.

This is beyond the limits of its understanding.

The human race, which is just an inferior lifeform, actually gave birth to such a violent and powerful existence!

"The gods are above!"

The first-class Underworld Demon and the Blackbird Prison Clan uttered panicked words from their hearts: "Why? Why didn't the Pluto Demon Yinhan stop this disaster?

Panic boiled, fear burned, and the heart of the demon was twisted.

If it was a normal state, the Blackbird Hades would never dare to call the name of the god of the underworld, but the disaster of death swept in, and it could no longer care about the humility of the upper and lower levels, calling the heavens and grabbing the earth, and wailing the name of the god of the underworld.

"I'm not reconciled!"

"We don't deserve to die, we don't want to die!"

"Despicable inferior race, you are destined to die! the god of the underworld will be the wrath of thunder and give you death, I am waiting for you in the abyss of death!"

One by one, the Prison Clan, broke down and howled, and then died.

Fang Cheng stood in the void, his hands behind his back, his face was full of coldness, he just looked faintly into the confused distance, and didn't say a word.

It's not worth being complacent.

Yes.

As far as Fang Cheng is concerned, maybe only by reaching the peak level can he be satisfied, but it's just some!

His path to invincibility, although it has been opened, is only halfway there. If he can't kill the Prison Clan Immortal God, what is invincible? When he kills the Immortal God, he is the invincible terminal.

"Hmm. ”

Fang Cheng's eyes were indifferent, and he said silently: "Attribute ability." ”

The purple attribute symbol in my mind, shining brightly, constantly flickering - Strength: 96.3, Agility: 66.1, Spirit: 77.7, Yuan Energy: 190.7.

The symbols flickered, and the meta-energy points continued to proliferate.

190.7...... 260.1...... 310.9...... 402.4...... Fang Cheng didn't say a word, staring at the continuous rise of the Yuan Energy Point with relish, his mood was like a clear starry sky, with slight ripples.

But.

For the outside world, Fang Cheng stood in the void, like a fierce god of death standing above the nine heavens, filled with brilliance and glory, flowing around the vast and majestic shore.

In all directions of Fangcheng -

There is the blood of the prison clan like an ocean, there are corpses that have turned into powder, there are desperate wails of bitter resentment, and there are weak demons and phantoms, all over the prison clan who have sunk and died.

The mountain of corpses and the sea of blood of the prison clan further accentuated Fang Cheng's invincible tyrant.

Time passed.

One second...... Three-second ...... Until the tenth second, the square became the center of the circle, and half of the surrounding void was filled with dead prisoners.

There was silence.

The never-ending silence spreads into the void of the war zone.

Inside the only giant city that was frozen and immovable, many dumbfounded cultivators finally relieved the explosive emotional waves, looking at Fang Cheng and at the Qingming area where there was no more evil life.

Fang Cheng struck a blow, shattering the inherent truth and overturning the sky and the earth!

The Prison Clan is gone, the Demons no longer exist, and the Ancient Hells are all dead!

Only a handful of first-class demons escaped, dodging the shroud of this death sentence.

"Senior Brother Fang, he, he is supreme?"

Yu Shenzhi's voice was dry, and the blazing stars and roaring hurricanes in his left and right eyes, occasionally dissipating some visions, were already disordered.

It's the right moment.

Rao is a Yu priest who has seen and heard hundreds of millions of people, has experienced a lot, and leads the core disaster area, and in the face of such a brilliant and domineering spectacle, he does not dare to make a rash assertion.

"He became supreme?"

U Shenzhi pursed his lips and repeated it again unconsciously.

"No, he's not supreme. He should only be a cultivator of the Dharma Throne Realm. Yu Fan swallowed his saliva blankly, as if this was the only way to calm himself.

Throne?

Fang Cheng of Dharma Seat Cultivation?

"Eternal Cultivation Senior Brother Fang, with quasi-peak-level combat power. So...... When he comes to the Dharma Throne Realm, I'm afraid he really has no superior combat power!"

"But, but. ”

"That's the supreme!

The Divine Priesthood of Yu turned his mind with difficulty, relying on the double true meaning and operating the divine wisdom. In fact, according to Fang Cheng's past experience, if Fang Cheng was a cultivator of the Dharma Throne, whether he had superior combat power or not was also a reasonable situation.

But no one dares to imagine it, dare not speculate.

"Not true. ”

"If there is really no superior combat power, these prison clans will all die. ”

Yu Shenzhi glanced at the six first-class demons who were trembling and trying to escape, and his heart was clear, and he suddenly understood: "No superior is the realm that cuts off the sky and overrides all beings, and there is an incomparable gap between it and the Dharma Seat realm. ”

There is no superior and Dharma Throne realm, just like the starry sky and giant stars in the universe.

No matter how big and blazing stars are, they have to exist obediently in the starry sky, not at the same level as the universe, not the difference between the abyss, but the essential gap.

"Yes. ”

"Presumably, Senior Brother Fang's combat power should be above the quasi-peak and below the peak level. Yu Shenzhi took a breath gently, and sighed with some regret in his heart, but also gave birth to an inexplicable sense of relief.

He sighed softly.

Eternity is only possible, and it can torture and kill all Dharma seats. However, the Dharma Throne realm is completed, but it cannot be achieved without superior combat power.

Yes! That's right! Even Fang Cheng, who is crazy and creates a lot of sensations, frenzy creates legends, and shatters all inherent truths, finally has an upper limit.

There is no superior, which is the upper limit of Fang Cheng.

And this assertion also surfaces in the minds of many practitioners. They couldn't help but regret that if Fang Cheng could have superior combat power, the Void Beings would be in the twilight...... Cultivators will surely win!

But at the same time.

They were also relieved. Fang Cheng, who broke the shackles and the limit, finally had a limit that could not be broken.

All of a sudden, emotions were mixed and turbulent.

Even cultivators with clear thinking and superb wisdom do not know whether to rejoice or regret or melancholy. But there is one thought, which is unanimous.

The prison clan in the core disaster area can be called extinct!

Then in the face of the coming twilight of the Void Beings, perhaps they don't need to participate in the war anymore and fight for their lives, just wait quietly for the final result.

And the victory or defeat at the peak level determines everything.

At this very moment.

"Terran!"

"If you dare to slaughter our people, you deserve to die!" "You must die!" The mysterious and extremely vicious roar of the Prison Clan resounded through the Universal Void, pulling the hearts of cultivators.

Saw.

There are three streamers of light in the distant area, evolving hideous visions, silting up and destroying viciously, like three unfathomable and deep dead hells, suddenly descending into space!

Oooo

The already clear and vast area is shaking violently, and there are endless hideous evil ghosts like the abyss of hell, filling the void with fangs and claws, especially these evil ghosts who should only be empty visions, and there are resentful emotions in their phantom eyes!

Resentment is ruthless, vicious and clueless!

The pitch-black sparks that burned the world were born out of thin air, like a sprinkling of the sky, falling and scattering up and down the sky!

The eerie rivers of dead ash spread and flowed, and the madness converged incomparably, and finally formed a surging Stygian Sea!

A trace of colorless silk threads of despair are connected to each other, like a huge net of the sky, covering the inside and out!

"Hey!"

"Peak battle formation, together! together!"

These three Prison Clans were quasi-pinnacle level, and they roared violently at the same time, and then communicated with each other about the demonic energy, and derived an evil shadow that was extremely powerful!

Oooo

The Shadow of Evil resembles a fantasy demon, covered in malevolent scales and with a stout tail. With a slight sweep of the giant tail, the void in the war zone shattered into nothing, as if sweeping everything.

"Terran. ”

"You are doomed to death. ”

The evil phantom opened its eyes, and the hidden life and death in its eyes were far away, but its gaze penetrated into the distance, as if it was bombarded by a wave, and it was instantly filled with the void of the war zone, revealing the negative emotions that corroded and devoured everything!