Bugs, black bugs everywhere.

Unlike other celestial beings, Wu Chong is an immortal cultivator, and he can see the power that ordinary people can't detect. Emperor Qi's attack seems to be violent, but the real means of attack are these small insects that ordinary people can't see.

As they approached, he waved his sleeves.

Zhenyuan swept out with his strength, turned into a wave, and slammed into the flesh and blood monster of the Emperor Qi.

Rumble!

The two of them, who didn't have time to ask Wu Chong's identity clearly, were swept away by this force and crashed into the wall behind them. Fortunately, neither of them is weak, although the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry, but the foundation is still there, so they will not be injured.

It's just that the eyes of the two looking at Wu Chong have completely changed.

The aftermath alone is so strong!

Where did this ruthless person come out of nowhere?

How I hadn't heard of it at all before.

The two of them looked at Emperor Qi, who was swept into the ruins by the head-on flying, and had a clearer understanding of Wu Chong's strength.

"Could it be a messenger?"

Emperor Wang Qian's inspiration flashed, and he thought of what the Heavenly Master said before. He remembered that the Celestial Master had said before he left, and that he had also received a response from his side, and the other party had asked them to hold on for a while.

Thinking about it like this, the two of them were in high spirits.

What messenger?

Wu Chong frowned and glanced at the two old men over there. An old monk, an old poor sour.

Little people, don't bother.

"Impossible!

”

Emperor Qi who crawled out of the ruins roared with anger, he sacrificed so much, and fused two-thirds of the power of the troll, how could he be lifted away like a little minion, there must be something wrong in some link.

Inside the passage, the scarlet eyes opened, and the dense density was very terrifying. After killing Hanxiao and Wuyilong, this giant monster is already very close to this world, but this proximity is not from a physical distance, but at the level of going against the will, otherwise this monster would have wandered over by itself.

But even so, when the power falls, it is very terrifying.

A large amount of power poured in from the crack, causing Emperor Qi's momentum to increase again. In this world, the strongest person was originally a celestial, but the four of them were amazed by the celestial master, and they broke through the limit in this shallow pool and advanced to the shattered realm. The two Su Mingyue sisters are not counted, the two of them can be regarded as the bearers of divine power to some extent, and they are derivatives of divine power.

Only the four of them are the real broken level.

And among these four people, Qihuang is the youngest one.

How could such a character be willing to die in this world. If you don't see it, forget it, but since you have looked up at the sky, who wants to go back to the quagmire.

Broken mid-term!

With the blessing of the power of the trolls, the strength of Emperor Qi completely broke the upper limit of this world and came to a realm that no one had set foot in since ancient times. With the improvement of strength, all the injuries on Qihuang's body recovered, and the person also recovered from the previously distorted flesh and blood form to a human form.

Perhaps sensing that Wu Chong's 'sacrifice' was not easy to deal with, the troll actually relaxed certain restrictions, allowing Emperor Qi to gain more autonomy.

The recovered Emperor Qi stood in place and took a deep breath, and when he opened his eyes again, Tong Kong turned scarlet.

It's exactly the same as the trolls in the tunnel.

Ghosts flickering.

The figure of Emperor Qi disappeared out of thin air.

There is no nonsense in the middle, and the shot is a killer move.

At this point, there is no possibility for the two of them to reconcile, and the troll must kill Wu Chong when it comes. And Wu rushed over to completely eliminate the hidden danger, so the result was doomed.

Fist!

Emperor Qi used his self-created Son of Heaven fist method.

With a punch, the void distorted, and the sound of glass breaking was faintly heard.

This is the power of the Shattered Realm, the kind that will be shattered into ashes in an instant under this punch, and the ashes will not be left. It's just that the Yuan Infant Realm is so terrifying, and the illusory Yuan Infant Law flickered behind him. The shattered force was easily blocked by another force after approaching his Yuan Infant Law Form.

At the same time, the Yuan Ying Law also changed a little, turning into an angry-eyed Heavenly King, and rebounded the power of Emperor Qi's fist in a hard way.

Rumble!

Two forces are separated at the touch of a button.

Emperor Qi returned to his original position, the self-confidence after the breakthrough just now was gone, and when he looked at Wu Chong again, a trace of wavering flashed in his eyes.

"You...... What kind of martial arts? ”

This is Qihuang's question, and it is also what the two old men in the back want to know the most.

They don't know how much effort they have put into getting to where they are today. Now the martial arts of the Great Apocalypse is a martial art of divine power based on the gods, and if you want to transcend, you must break the confinement of the gods' power, otherwise you will only be copying the old ways of the gods in your life.

You can't touch the power of God at the end.

This is also the main reason why it is said that divine power martial arts have no future. For it is a way that 'grows' in the gods.

Borrowing divine power to grow, but also bound by divine power.

Whether it's the ancient gods or the Aragami, their essence is the same. Emperor Qi spent so much effort, and in the end, the gods even abandoned their freedom, and only barely found a path that could be regarded as a road, thinking that the world was invincible. Unexpectedly, before he went out, he met Wu Chong, a heretic. He gave up the power of the switch, as if he was not as good as the other party.

If that's true, what is it about them who have spent their lives pursuing?

"This is not martial arts."

Wu Chong grinned.

His gaze swept over the three men in the courtyard and saw the trolls in the depths of the cavern, and he said this to the trolls in the passage.

"This is the Immortal Law! It's a completely different path from martial arts. ”

His divine sense sensed the breath of Su Daoyu and the Heavenly Master in the passage, which meant that before he came over, Su Daoyu had already entered first.

Immortal law?

Emperor Qi and Zen Master Lichen were stunned.

Especially the two of them, they were a little suspicious of life, and they thought they had met the messenger, but now it seems that this person is not.

"Myths confuse the public!"

Emperor Qi felt as if he had been insulted, and his strength skyrocketed again, and this time a red eyeball appeared in the center of his eyebrows. The realm has crossed from the middle stage of crushing to the late stage of crushing!

The troll behind him intervened.

"World Dragon Fist!"

Emperor Qi's strength increased again, and under the operation of the boxing technique, Daqi's national fortunes were mobilized. In the territory of the Great Apocalypse, a golden phantom appeared in all places where there were cities, and this phantom soared into the sky and merged with the Emperor of Qi.

At this moment, the entire Great Apocalypse saw the illusion of Emperor Qi, and this illusion emerged from the hearts of people, mysterious and mysterious.

"Emperor Qi?"

"Is this a mobilization of national fortunes? The last time such a big move was when I changed my life against the sky. ”

"The old dog is really fine...... Fortunately, I didn't rush out to fight for the position. ”

Hundreds of millions of distracting thoughts appeared in Emperor Qi's heart, and with the help of Emperor Qi's throne, they forcibly mixed all these together, and finally converged into a punch.

Dragon Fist in the World!

The huge phantom fused with his body, and finally turned into a golden figure, which was suppressed with a single punch.