The eight forces of Zhou Liu were broken, and Wangui Zang stood in the void, his brows were tightly locked, and he was silent for a long time.

Song Xing's fist strength that broke his moves just now was neither the Black Heaven Book, nor the Donkey Kong Divine Power, nor the Eight Strengths of the Circulation, which made him feel very strange.

Zhou Liu's Six Void Skills, in the heart of Wangui Zang, is the world's first miracle skill, harnessing the power of nature, has surpassed the martial arts supernatural powers, and has become an inhuman existence, comparable to the gods.

With such martial arts, he couldn't understand why Song Xing could break it?

"What kind of martial arts are you?"

Wan Guizang couldn't help but ask.

The martial arts that Song performed were obviously not any martial arts he knew, but he could also control the power of heaven and earth, use the power of nature to fight against the six voids of the Zhou Liu, and even break his endless heavenly treasure.

Song Xing looked at Wan Guizang on the opposite side and said: "Zhou Liu's six voids, the law uses all things, of course, it is strong, but I am a god, and I can also control the power of nature, I am Huang Tian, Huang Tian is me!" ”

Wan Gui Zang's eyes flashed with anger: "Turning into the Yellow Sky, using the body to describe the sky, what a big breath!" ”

I didn't see any movement from it, the wind and thunder behind him were fierce, and endless wind blades appeared from the air, accompanied by thunder and electric dragons, and they headed towards Song Xing to suppress it.

Song Xing was silent, and began to take a step, a terrifying qi and blood that was not very majestic, but contained the qi of the beginning of heaven and earth, broke out of his body, and he was covered in red qi and blood.

As if the reincarnation of a god walking in the human realm, at this moment, his black hair was light, his posture was straight, and his pair of dark jade-like eyes seemed to be able to swallow the sun and moon for nine days.

Wan Guizang wrapped his hands around the void, endless flames were born from the void, and the red divine flower flowed, appearing above Song Xing's head.

The crimson flames, under the control of Wan Guizang, condensed into a red unicorn in the sky above Song Xing, raising its head and roaring at the void.

The next moment, the unicorn bowed its head, and the waterfall-like fire fell down, and then the unicorn pounced in the air, with its huge mouth facing down, and bit down towards Song Xing.

In the battle of Mount Fuji, although Wanguizang lost slightly, Song Xing's use of dragon qi also inspired Wanguizang.

After returning to Xicheng for three months, he had a deeper understanding of the luck method of Zhou Liu's Six Void Skills.

Zhou Liu's fire energy has been cultivated by Wangui Zang to the point of transcendence, and it is no longer a lifeless true qi, but as if he really has life.

And in the face of this extremely fierce blow, Song Xing finally moved, his eyes were cold and not shocked, his fist prints had been accumulated for a long time, and he finally punched out in the air.

Thundered!

The fist was thunderous, and a golden furnace turned, glowing with a cold metallic light, turning from virtual to real, and descending into the world.

At the same time, in the veins of the Sanyuan Emperor, the dark golden eyes of the three dormant and sleeping gods suddenly opened, and a wisp of qi flowed, and with Song Xing's fist, it was injected into the golden furnace of the void.

I saw several true air flows, and the place of fusion became chaos, and the chaos was like a dragon, as if nine ancient dragon patterns were imprinted on the furnace body.

The ancient aura of vicissitudes flowed, and the furnace condensed by Song Xing in the void with the intention of refining the void god was like a real artifact, and all colors blended into chaos, turning into a chaotic alchemy furnace, exuding the darkest aura of ancient horror.

Song Xing's fist shook in the air, and the Dan furnace above his head rotated, and the power of the Black Heaven Book, the Donkey Kong Divine Power, and the Six Voids of the Circumference were intertwined into chaotic true qi, manifesting on the Dan furnace one by one, and then falling from the void towards the fire qilin.

In the process of the Dan furnace suppressing it, the fire qilin seemed to have been really suppressed by the mysterious power from the void, accompanied by an illusory roar, it began to crack inch by inch, and finally turned into Dao fire, scattered in the void.

Wan Gui Zang finally showed his horror for the first time, Song Xing swung out a punch, and the alchemy furnace that manifested could really refine the power of nature, and even the always invincible Zhou Liuliu Void Energy collapsed under this force, making his heart tremble.

Burst!

The fire qilin was disintegrated, the six void forces of the Zhou Liu collapsed, and Wan Guizang coughed up blood one after another, striding back.

The alchemy furnace that looked like a physical entity fell, and it could fall on top of his head.

Peng!

He held his hands against the furnace body, his face was bulging, and he finally realized how magnificent Song Xing's fist power was.

In the face of Song Xing's devastating blow, Wan Gui Zang's whole body True Qi gushed out, forming an endless True Qi defense outside his body.

In the True Qi shield covering more than ten zhang, the small gravel on the ground jumped, as if it was pulled by an invisible force, slowly levitating, several feet above the ground, and floating in the air.

Dozens of zhang away from here, all the masters of Xicheng held their breath and watched the duel between Wanguizang and Song Xing.

In the qi cover formed by the true qi, Wan Guizang looked at Song Xing, who stood a few zhang away, as if he was completely unaware of the sudden feeling of stagnation around his body, and he looked light, and he didn't even have the slightest wrinkle at the corner of his clothes.

With a cold snort, Wan Gui Zang's thoughts moved, and the broken stones suspended in mid-air broke through the air like sharp arrows, and shot towards Song Xing like a storm.

The gravel pierced through the air, and the air gave birth to fine folds, just this hand, it shocked the Earth Mother and others not far away, these dozens and hundreds of gravel that were driven by the six void forces of the circulation, if they were replaced, I am afraid that they would be beaten into a sieve in an instant.

Bite! Bite! Bite!

Song Xing didn't move, allowing the gravel to fall on his body, but before the gravel could get close to his body, it was shattered by a terrifying anti-shock force and exploded in all directions.

"Spirit changes matter, your strength is not at all like you have just stepped into the realm of practicing void."

Wan Guizang opened his mouth, and he could see that this was Song Xing's spiritual will to dissolve the true qi contained in the gravel, and then shatter the rubble.

Song Xing glanced at Wan Guizang and said: "Refining the void and merging the Dao, before merging the Dao, how could the strength and weakness of the refining void be distinguished, it is just to look at their respective means!" ”

"Yes, I didn't expect that in the end, the lord of the Xicheng tribes, the most talented, turned out to be you!"

Wan Guizang glanced at the lord of the tribes in the distance and made a decisive move.

He reached out with one hand, and his palms vibrated continuously, as if the rain was hitting the pipa, and his fingertips flicked continuously, brushing towards Song Xing's shoulder.

His palm technique covered the sky and the sun, and when it fell into Song Xing's eyes, it was really like a storm, and the sky seemed to be faintly dark.

As Wan Gui Zang took out his palm, his fingertips swallowed the pure white qi that was indistinguishable from the real and the void, and the energy around his body soared, and the six void energy of the Zhou Liu moved with the shape of his body, wind, fire, thunder and lightning, mountains, rivers, earth and stones, all kinds of visions came out with Wan Guizang's palm, and he arrived at the three feet in front of Song Xing in between breaths.

Peng!

There seemed to be a muffled thunder explosion, and Song Xing's fist was exposed in the scattering of energy, without the slightest spillage of qi and blood, it just pressed against Wan Guizang's palm, penetrating the layers of true qi, with the two of them as the central place, a violent wind swept out, and the dust was flying.

A palm is useless, and the palm of Wangui Zang changes again, he turns his palm into a finger, stretches out his hand to hold it, and shoots a volley of hundreds of arrows.

Boom boom!

His fingertips pierced through the air, like countless arrows raining down, and countless sharp arrows condensed by the wind broke through the air, densely packed, and the momentum was magnificent, as if countless soldiers and horses were rushing towards him.

Song Xing was unmoved, he was still just a punch in the air, and the punch was silent, but hundreds of winds that were enough to penetrate the gold and iron were all shattered one by one, and his fists were as strong as iron, without the slightest scar.

Wan Guizang's eyes were slightly condensed, and he shot one after another, constantly changing his moves in a moment, and all kinds of natural changes in the six void skills were used by him one by one.

But Song Xing is just a fist, not magnificent and powerful, it looks unremarkable, but it often has insight into the truth and the void between the moments, pointing straight to the source, and suppressing all changes.

Wind and rain, thunder and lightning, mountains and rivers, all kinds of visions, all stopped under Song Xing's fist.