The palm that had been terrifying came with the sound of breaking the sky, and the void cracked layer by layer where it passed, and even the fragments that were lifted were reduced to powder.

The power of this palm, even if Xuanzhao is powerful here, will end up scattered.

The figure below was so insignificant and small in front of this palm. Compared with this palm, it is just a grain of dust, although the momentum on that figure is like a rainbow, rising millions of feet, it cannot compete with this palm.

This scene clearly fell into the eyes of the world, and everyone held their breath.

This palm is like a heavenly shock, which is not human to stop, can that person really resist it?

"Mr. ......"

The little princess of the Li family trembled, walked out of the classroom with difficulty, looked up at the face of the ink in the galaxy, and prayed in her heart.

"Sir... You've got to win......."

In Bailu Academy, almost all the disciples raised their heads, looking at that scene, they felt that the person covered in black mangs was somewhat familiar, but they couldn't remember who it was.

In the middle of the world, someone broke through the sky. This is an old man, who controls a place and is the honor of the mountain lords.

This old man is in the middle of Nirvana. Wherever you put it, you are the most powerful people.

It's just that, feeling the terrifying aura in the outer heavens that day, the old man didn't dare to take a step towards that place.

"Such a strong resentment must be the legendary extreme resentment, this is just in the other side of the world, it makes people feel horrified... If it were in this world, I am afraid that all the monks under the second step would become demons... Died of self-inflicted injuries......."

The old man took a deep breath, a little hesitant in his heart.

"Extremely resentful... Why did it appear, isn't the legend obliterated by the power of the ancients... This extreme resentment has brought a strong life and death crisis to the old man, and the aftermath breath alone has brought extremely strong oppression, even if it is the Great Perfection of Nirvana, it is impossible to do so... Unless half of your feet are already in immortality......."

"But why is that heaven coming here one after another, and who is that monk, his aura has been forced into nirvana, but it is still a little inferior. In the face of extreme resentment, there is only one dead end. ”

The old man sighed, and said: "Extremely resentful, the old man is far from being an opponent, if that person is in the late stage of Nirvana, or in the middle stage like the old man... The old man will also help him, but he is obviously not, and the old man will only increase the casualties when he goes. ”

"With such a big movement, why don't you see the Lord of the World, and the other second-step powerhouses?" the old man suddenly thought of something, and frowned. Reaching out and taking out a jade tube, he spread it out and looked at it, and his face suddenly changed.

Of the four second-step cultivators recorded in this world, three have lost their light, and one is also extremely dim.

"How so.... This world... There is no second step of cultivation left!" The old man was shocked in his heart, then looked up at the scene, and suddenly thought of something.

"Is it .......?"

In the curtain, the palm finally approached the figure below.

The figure was robed under the power of this palm, and the million-zhang Changhong on his body fell backwards, but he still didn't move.

It wasn't until that palm was close to a foot that Chu Cheng raised his head to the sky and roared.

The silver dragon came from afar, and was instantly held in the palm of his hand.

Suddenly, the thunder roared, and with Chu Cheng as the center, the tide of the thunder sea burst out layer after layer, adding silver light.

When the thunder bamboo fell in the palm of his hand that day, Chu Cheng had a general trend again. At this moment, his breath truly entered Nirvana. Compared with the original, there is a difference between heaven and earth.

When that palm was close, Chu Cheng finally moved.

His mind had long been frozen in ice, and he didn't know what was in front of him. But in his heart, there was always a heart screaming. Whoever stands in his way should be killed!

"Kill!"

Chu Cheng roared, the heavenly thunder in his hand greeted, and thousands of dragons roared in unison, rolling up the heavenly thunder and turning it into a finger bombardment away, and at the same time, there was a rolling black mist that turned into a big river and melted away with that finger.

Huangquan's death will, the power of the world, the wrath of heaven and earth. The three are integrated into one, and the power of this palm must be broken.

"Boom!"

The fingers collided, and the brilliance illuminated the whole universe, flooding the heavens and the earth, and sounded an earth-shattering sound.

The aftermath swept in all directions, spreading at the speed of light in all directions, the void shattering, and the stars crumbling in pieces. The two figures on the ground also drifted away with the strong wind.

The palms of his fingers slammed into each other, and before the aurora could dissipate, a figure rushed out of the smoke and dust, and slammed into the giant with a roar.

This is a battle of life and death, and the resentment of the person who wants to kill the mask and vent the hatred in his heart. Chu Cheng only knew how to kill those who stood in his way, and fought for his life.

The battle between the two is earth-shattering. The resentment of killing dissipated, the blood of killing flowed for a long time, the sun and moon had no light, the void collapsed, and there were no stars within thousands of miles.

Chu Cheng didn't know the pain, and the qi and blood in his body were boiling. Vitality keeps flowing, but it's still a bloody battle!

He was insane, but he knew that his life was short. Once the life dies, it dies immediately.

The black armor on Chu Cheng's body has been thinned, this is the death intent of all beings, and it can't support much. Although that Extreme Resentment was defeated many times and then gathered, its momentum remained undiminished.

"Kill!" The anger and killing intent in Chu Cheng's heart had turned into substance.

The two colors of blood rain and fell down the dust, which was extremely beautiful.

In the world, all directions are silent and silent. What an earth-shattering battle, with thousands of stars shattering into sand with every blow.

Especially the old man, his heart was turbulent. The person who thought that he would definitely die under the extreme resentment was able to fight with the extreme resentment on an equal footing, even many times

Collapse with the man in the middle of the fist.

"That man... Who the hell is ......."

In the curtain, the man looked up to the sky again and roared, and the light behind him began to gather, and the stars were about to condense, and the breath was ethereal and far-reaching.

The heaven and earth, the void behind that person trembled, and the stars that had just gathered collapsed, and a clear rain fell majestically.

Immediately after, a voice came suddenly.

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In the middle of the nine heavens, there is a green forest valley and the sound of pipa.

There was a sigh and a smile.

"I am the green island landscape, in charge of the wind and rain, snow and frost. Waving his hand between the mountains and rivers, the sky and the earth are boundless. ”

"It's just this job of stewardship, which is better than drinking and sleeping here! Pour a cup of ten buckets of dreams and return to wine, 100,000 crazy flowers fall into a dream, laugh and watch the vicissitudes of life swim everywhere, swim anywhere. ”

A middle-aged scribe drank in a dream and waved his hand. But he said soberly.

"Destiny is just looking back, why force it. A little offspring, so deadly. It's just nonsense! However, it is worthy of my strange cultivation!"

The middle-aged scribe suddenly opened his eyes, sat up lazily, picked up the entrance of the wine jar and shook it, but not a drop of wine fell.

"Well, no wine, no wine. But in this afterlife, there is wine on his body. Little descendant, remember to invite me to drink when you are among my generation. ”

"Alas. The middle-aged scribe shook his head and sighed, turned his head to look into the distance, and said with a smile: "Yanzun! Since then, in these nine heavens and ten places, only I am left to watch Yuanyu, if you dare to make a move, then don't blame me for not being emotional, I want to invite you to drink ten buckets of wine." ”

After a moment, the middle-aged scribe seemed to hear the echo and laughed.

"Come on, come on, and look at my landscape, calling the wind and rain to disperse the moon. Thy moon will not be revealed. Otherwise, even I wouldn't be able to keep you. ”

The middle-aged scribe smiled and shook off a fan between his fingers.

There is rain and clouds falling, the dew is clear, and the world is really a beautiful scenery.

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