Chapter 362: Precarious

Three hours later, the Demon Emperor and the God Emperor arrived one after another, and at this moment, there were only more than 80,000 of the 300,000 eighth-level powerhouses in the judgment center.

Demon clan, after the god-killing order was issued, one by one the scattered cultivators arrived one after another, because as long as they came, there would be a bounty to take, and there would be excitement to make up, of course, there would be nothing left when they died.

At this moment, there are more and more onlookers, and the Protoss, those who are close, powerful, and powerful have all arrived.

The Demon Emperor looked at the God Emperor opposite, with a sarcastic look in his eyes, he dispatched so many strong people to surround and kill, and in the end he was killed and collapsed, and he was really embarrassed to be thrown home.

The God Emperor's face was very gloomy, especially when he saw the Demon Emperor's sarcastic face, he was even more angry, he desperately suppressed his urge to press the button in his hand, and kept looking for reasons and excuses to convince himself. It's already a shame, do you have to lose your life, it's really not worth it to lose your life for a demon powerhouse who suddenly appeared. The lethality of that weapon, he didn't doubt that he could kill the demon powerhouse in front of him, but in the same way, everyone here would die, including himself......

The atmosphere became more and more depressing, and as more and more scattered cultivators arrived, the smell of gunpowder became more and more sufficient, and there was the momentum of a volcanic eruption at any time. Many enemies met each other.

I have to admire the cultivation and control methods of the Protoss's dead soldiers, two-thirds of them are dead, and the rest still have the heart to fight to the death. At this moment, Zhan Tian has entered a state of selfless killing, as long as he doesn't leave and blocks in front of him, he will punch, and his fist speed is getting slower and slower, after all, more than 200,000 attacks, it is really a miracle that he can hold on.

The speed of the fist has slowed down, but the power has increased exponentially, from fast to invisible to the naked eye, to slow to the point of being like an elderly person playing Tai Chi. One punch goes out, it takes about four or five breaths, but the power is exaggerated, and four or five eighth-level powerhouses directly turn into nothingness.

The God Emperor and the Demon Emperor are the highest in cultivation, the peak of the eighth level, and there are more things that can be seen, and the fist technique of this unknown powerhouse has been separated from the way of form and meaning, but has entered the legendary realm, and what he thinks in his heart is the meaning of fist. It seemed to be fighting at the air, but the result was that all the eighth-level powerhouses in that small space had turned into nothingness, and his fist had become the master of that space.

The red-robed sacrifice in the judgment center, the heart at this moment, panicked. Such a result, he didn't expect it at all, this was beyond his cognition, he was also a powerhouse at the peak of the eighth level, but he was sure that except for the heresy of the demon race in front of him, no peak of the eighth level could kill more than 200,000 powerhouses of the eighth level by himself.

"Withdrawn ......," the Divine Emperor said lightly. The red-robed priest hurriedly prepared to raise his hand and release his order, and these dead soldiers were all controlled by him with secret methods.

"Hehe, you are not allowed to withdraw ......" the Demon Emperor said abruptly, although the two sides were separated by more than ten kilometers, his voice sounded clearly in the ears of the Protoss powerhouse.

"You ......" The God Emperor was furious, he couldn't hold back any longer, took out a red remote control in his hand, and was about to press it.

"Haha, you press down and try, it's shameless enough to surround and kill people, seeing that other people's fists turn into gods, and you want to destroy his artistic conception, your gods are really shameless......" The Demon Emperor's natural way God Emperor is not easy to mess with, but he really doesn't believe in evil, this guy is willing to bury himself?

"I don't dare to press? I have a teleportation scroll...... "The God Emperor was already crazy at this moment, he was frightened by this demon powerhouse, he didn't expect that after losing the strength to swing his fist, this guy's boxing could actually be promoted, reaching a realm that he couldn't even imagine.

"God Emperor, the space of the God Race, you can't pass in......" Bai Xi suddenly appeared, and the body of the divine dragon of hundreds of millions of meters loomed in the void.

"Coincidentally, you can't enter the space of the demon race...... a phoenix phantom that is also hundreds of millions of meters away from the demon clan appears.

"Haha, press it, you can come to my Chaos Domain and accompany our ten old guys to compare." The figures of the ten immortal wind dao bones appeared suddenly, and when such a big thing happened, it was naturally impossible for the chaotic domain to be without news, and it was necessary to join in the fun.

The dragon vein bodies of the Protoss and the Demon have appeared, and the Demon Clan is not allowed to teleport in, which is acceptable, but the slap in the face is that the Protoss' own dragon vein actually does not let him enter, which makes the onlookers who eat melons have a constipated expression, and they want to laugh, but they dare not laugh. Escaping into the realm of chaos, isn't this a sheep into the mouth of a tiger, he is not that pervert, he can pick a group, he can be undefeated if he picks two, he can only run if he picks three, and if he picks four, he can only wait for death, they are all eighth-level peaks, and they are not too strong.

The God Emperor put his finger on the red button several times, and several times he wanted to gamble, but he was dissuaded by his own reason. Because of the exercises, he has no real heirs, and the treasures of the Protoss' treasure house were stolen by the white dragon, and once he leaves, the Protoss will be finished. Relying on those ancestors, is it possible, if they don't sleep in that special space and run out for a walk, I'm afraid it won't take three months for all of them to turn into cosmic void energy.

On the other side, Zhan Tian's state is getting worse and worse, his body is basically no flesh and blood, only the skeleton skeleton remains, and the magic qin on his shoulder has long been unable to stand the worry in his heart and faints. His energy has been devoured too much, so much that the body and the dragon soul are unbearable, in the soul sea, the dragon soul is already hundreds of millions of meters long, but because there is too much energy, it also bursts the flesh and blood. Even the bones are about to shatter completely.

His energy was so abundant that his body and soul could not bear it, and to make matters worse, his physical strength was almost exhausted. From five or six breaths to a punch, by now, it has taken more than ten breaths to make a punch. Every punch out, more than a dozen eighth-level powerhouses were annihilated, turning into energy and pouring into the body, and at the same time, the huge remnant soul memories would also squeeze into the Sea of Zhantian Knowledge.

The head has been filled with too many remnant soul memories, and punching has become instinct.

After half a cup of tea, it took twenty breaths to make a punch, and his body suffered at least a thousand attacks, and pieces of bone residue fell off and grew back because of the overflowing energy.

After a cup of tea, forty breaths and one punch, one punch out, and more than fifty besieging powerhouses were directly annihilated.

The heart of the God Emperor is very complicated, his eighth-level dead soldiers, there are more than 60,000, and it is very outrageous to kill more than 50 people with one punch, but he can naturally sense that the heresy has run out of oil, perhaps, as long as he lasts for half an hour, that guy will completely lose his strength and let him be slaughtered, but he is very worried, will that guy be completely successful in boxing......