The giant palm roared like covering the sky and the sun, but Ye Wuqiu had already taken precautions, and under the sweep of the eye of the sky, all the crises were undoubtedly revealed.

He immediately threw a punch, the mud and rocks flew over, and then his figure flashed and he jumped out of the rugged road.

The confined space was not conducive to his escape, and it was easy for Gurasga to use the terrain to trap him to death. On the contrary, the wide ground is more convenient for him to use the advantages of his physical body to fight.

"Boom.."

Ye Wuqiu mobilized all his brute force, stomped on the ground with both feet, and his whole body shot out like a cannonball, heading straight for the giant palm. He chose to fight this blow head-on!

Although he is not Gulasgar's opponent now, he needs to delay time to further activate the battle instinct that Ye Xiong has imprinted in his physical body. Feelings came one after another every moment, appearing in Ye Wuqiu's heart, he felt that he could perform powerful killing moves at any time, once these powerful supernatural powers could be used by him, Ye Wuqiu had the right confidence to fight to the death with Gulasga

But before that, he needs to show his strength, and even if he loses, he has to make Gulasga afraid to shoot him without any scruples.

Judging from the few encounters with Gulasga, this man is insidious and ruthless, but a little too cautious. Therefore, Ye Wuqiu planned to use his strength to make Gulasjia worried, so as to test him step by step and buy more time for himself.

At the same time as rushing up, Ye Wuqiu's brute force was filled between his fists, the blood in his body was rushing, and the qi and blood spread to several zhang away, this physical body was like a human tyrannosaurus at this time, and a punch and kick could break mountains and crack stones!

Just in the blink of an eye, Ye Wuqiu met the giant palm, and he threw hundreds of punches in an instant, and the sky was full of fist marks. This was not his limit, if it weren't for the two consecutive transformations of his spiritual sense in a short period of time, he felt that his mind would not be able to keep up with the speed of punching, and he would not be able to control this body perfectly.

The fist prints in the sky bombarded the giant palm, and in the violent whirlwind of energy, there was a sonorous and piercing sonic boom. The giant palm was bombarded by Ye Wuqiu's fist marks, and there were several big holes in the palm, and several knuckles were broken.

But the remnants of the broken giant palm did not diminish, and it slapped Ye Wuqiu to the ground upside down.

"Uhhh

Ye Wuqiu raised his head to the sky and let out a long roar, the blood and qi in his body were churning, the power of this flesh and blood was too strong, his whole person's spirit suddenly increased, his arms were like candle dragons entangled, and he suddenly stopped his body when he fell, and then punched into the sky.

The overwhelming force poured out from his erect body, and the broken giant palm lasted for a moment in the earthquake before exploding like a mountain rock, splashing to the ground, blasting the earth into deep pits with a loud bang.

Ye Wuqiu stood in the void, as if the power of qi and blood held him up steadily, he clenched his hands into fists, and a hearty feeling filled his whole body, he had never experienced such a powerful power, and he could turn over the river and the sea with the power of his body alone.

If there is a big killing move and supreme supernatural power to match it, what a scene it should be! Ye Wuqiu was fascinated

Ye Wuqiu looked down, and at this time, the place where he stood had become a vacuum area. Hundreds of birds and beasts have been reduced to dust in the previous battle. The hordes of alien beasts had regained their killing nature at this moment, and the fighting took place in every corner of Hantan Peak.

Among them, there were eight or nine battlefields with the most powerful sound, and in the center of each battlefield were several strange beasts exuding a strong and dangerous aura fighting

As early as on the way to the snow-capped mountain where the evil dragon's body was, the Vulcan ape that Ye Wuqiu encountered was fighting with a strange fish, which was slender but thirty feet long. It was covered in tiny scales like iron, and its fins were so sharp from the top of its head to its tail that it swam in the void, its fins quivering and slicing the space. Its tail pumped towards the fire ape, and the fire ape continued to roar and riot with deep wounds that could be seen in the bones.

But the enraged fire ape is also terrifying, it reaches out its furry hands, and catches the strange fish that swims away and smashes into the void between the lightning and flint, and does not care that the big hand is cut by the fins and flows out of molten blood, it pulls hard, and wants to savagely divide the strange fish into corpses.

The battle continued, the bloody fighting did not stop, and the pieces of alien beasts either fell in the battle and became rations, or were affected by the great war and trampled to death.

At the same time, in the outer world of Hantan Peak, several figures appeared, they stood in an unknown space, hazy and unreal, and they didn't even show the slightest breath

Looking at the corpses of the countless strange beasts where Hantan Peak meets the outside world, some people secretly frowned, and some people showed greed in their eyes.

"There may be a divine object born in Hantan Peak, can Taoist friends from all walks of life resist the temptation? Why don't we join hands and go to investigate together? ”

The voice was hoarse and gloomy, obviously not wanting to be known, the three clans of people, demons and demons have never had real peace, and it has long been instinctive to guard against each other.

When the mysterious powerhouse of the unknown clan saw that no one responded to his proposal, he laughed strangely and dissipated into invisibility.

Since the appearance of the mysterious Hantan Peak, there has been no shortage of explorers, but most of the people who go there only dare to wander outside. There are also artists who have the courage to go to the depths, but none of them have come out alive. For thousands of years, there has only been one monk who escaped from the depths in his life of nine deaths, but he also exhausted his Taoism and was forced to turn into a relic waiting for reincarnation!

Say it's dangerous, it's also dangerous, all kinds of unknown alien beasts will attack and kill people who set foot on it, but for the top forces, this level of crisis is not enough to fear, but this peripheral area is not barren, but it is by no means a treasure land. Only occasionally will some spiritual herbs with average medicinal effects be discovered.

It may be that no one has been moved by the depths of great chance, but the people who acted have died, and over time, this place has become a Jedi, and there are few people.

I don't know how many strong people have been alarmed by this shock, but there are not a few people hiding in the dark. No one is unmoved by the kind of divine creature that erupts like heavenly might, but they are all waiting for a rising bird to take the lead.

Inside Hantan Peak, Ye Wuqiu just hurriedly glanced around, looking at the Sword Peak hundreds of miles away, he didn't stop, he walked like a fly, like a lightning bolt wandering on the mountain peak from the inside.

As Ye Wuqiu expected, he defeated Gulasgar's supernatural power head-on, which made Gulasgar more and more cautious, and he could see that Ye Wuqiu only relied on physical brute force, which was not taken into account by him. But that burst of aura belonged to Ye Xiong, and he wouldn't sense anything wrong!

As long as it was related to that person, he had to guard against it, he seriously suspected that Ye Wuqiu might still have some big killing weapon hidden in his body, just waiting for himself to be trapped.

Gulasga's eyes were full of ghosts, and he couldn't help but spit out dirty words in his state of mind, and countless years of obsession were about to be realized, but they went wrong at a critical moment

Suppressing his irritable thoughts, he stepped out and hung not far from Ye Wuqiu, watching him tightly, afraid that he would escape. But Ye Wuqiu not only did not flee from Hantan Peak, but instead went to the depths of Sword Peak with his life. He felt a little uneasy inside

"Not good"

As if he understood something, Gurasga's face changed drastically. No longer hesitating, he looked solemn and began to shoot with all his might

"The Last Days, Bury the Sky, the Burial of the Land, and the Burial of the People"

An obscure, low chant came from the mouth of Gulasgar, and in just a moment, the chant grew louder and louder, accompanied by an ancient melody that resounded through the void.

Ye Wuqiu, who was running at great speed, suddenly paused, and the sound of Gulasga's chanting appeared in his mind, and in this melody, the scene in Ye Wuqiu's eyes suddenly changed.

He saw countless jet-black black lights wandering in the sky, the black light covering the sky and the sun, like sword light and sword shadows.

As the black light wandered, the sky was shattering, the great sun was cut in half, and countless stars were crashing like meteors, falling rapidly from the galaxy

On the ground, there were dense and blurry figures kneeling and sacrificing around a corpse wrapped in corpse cloth in the pouring rain. These people were wooden-eyed, pale, and lifeless. They had been dead for a long time, but their mouths were full of hoarse and shrill chants.

The ballads sung by these long-dead people are the same as those of Gulasjah!

At one moment, Ye Wuqiu couldn't tell if Gulasga's chant had disappeared or if he was drowned out by the chanting of those dead corpses

But the sight above the sky was even more terrifying

He saw that the great sun was cut by black light, and then crashed, and a large black hole appeared in the sky, and the big hole was devouring the falling stars, and the entire galaxy was destroyed in lightning and thunder!

There are remnant stars falling to the earth, cracks on the ground are spreading, mountains and rivers are reversed, everything is gone, this is the real doomsday!

The rain is crying for the world, and the wind is wailing for it!

Only the dense corpses on the ground were still singing, and their songs resounded through the heavens and the earth, as if they were sending the heavens and the earth to mourn!

This is a doomsday funeral song!

The hunting wind blew, sweeping up the shroud of the corpses that were surrounded by dead corpses and kneeling and sacrificing, Ye Wuqiu's scalp suddenly tingled at a glance, and the cold air rushed straight to his head. Because the corpse's face is exactly like his!