Chapter 1220: The fist is unmatched

Singaro still felt confused.

Because before he came to find Chu Xiu, he had already asked for Chu Xiu's detailed information from Linghu Immortal Mountain, and he thought that he knew Chu Xiu better.

As a result, now, a guy who couldn't see the depth suddenly appeared on Chu Xiu's group, and then blasted himself away with a punch.

Those who can have this kind of power can't be nameless in the entire Da Luo Tian, who is the other party?

Before Xin Jialuo could react, Emperor Chen Qing had already rushed over again.

He glanced at the scorched marks on his fist and raised an eyebrow.

Da Luotian's gang of guys are really extraordinary, they have some real skills, and they can actually hurt themselves, although they are not even skin injuries.

A punch fell again, and the surrounding space oppressed by the powerful fist intent made a loud explosion, without any change, it was such a simple punch, and it was also a punch with extreme strength!

There was a bang, and the arrows of the scorching Sun Power Painting exploded in front of Emperor Chen Qingdi's eyes, but he couldn't even block it, and directly smashed it down with a punch.

The bow shattered and the man flew, and Singaro was once again blasted into the ground, and his internal organs were even shaking.

"Damn it!"

Singara pinched the seal of the Buddha in his hand, and a statue of the Buddha appeared behind him.

With three sides and four arms, holding the big sun in his hand, he smashed down towards Emperor Chen Qingdi's head!

In an instant, the scorching light almost swept over the land, and even made people's eyes a little unable to open.

The earth could not withstand this mighty force, and the sandstone turned into lava.

Singaro gasped, he didn't believe that the other party could still be intact under this kind of power!

But the next moment, a figure came out of the scorching flames, and another punch blasted out, and the fist intent was even mixed with a strong battle intent!

"Hahaha! Fun, fun, enjoyable!"

Emperor Chen Qing's body was scorched red by the scorching power, but this kind of sun true fire that could melt gold and iron could not smelt his body that had been tempered by the true fire refining body for countless years.

With another punch, Singaro was blasted out again, this time he really couldn't hold on, and was directly spurted out by a mouthful of blood.

And on Ming Xuanyu's side, Chu Xiu also handed over to Ming Xuanyu.

The Bliss Demon Palace is a great sect of the Demon Dao, Chu Xiu has seen their ruins in the Nether, and the exercises are biased towards the yin and evil weirdness, and the same is true for Ming Xuanyu.

He didn't know what kind of exercises he was cultivating, but the realm opened up, and a realm full of yin and evil demonic qi appeared.

However, this realm is not lethal, but he has condensed countless yin and evil ghosts, put them into that realm, and combined with the realm, it is a three-point increase in power.

This kind of strange method created by combining his own exercises with the domain Chu Xiu really hadn't seen it.

But no matter what kind of yin and evil ghost thing he is, Chu Xiu's divine domain is opened, the five elements of yin and yang, upside down and distorted, as long as it exists within the scope of his domain, all of them are distorted into nothingness by this rule!

Chu Xiu's domain is even more strange to see Ming Xuanyu, but Ming Xuanyu is even more strange to see Chu Xiu's domain.

He had never seen this kind of powerful and domineering realm, but as soon as he came up, the ghosts he had carefully cultivated dissipated a small half, and Ming Xuanyu, who was distressed at once, grinned.

With a loud shout, Ming Xuanyu put away his domain, and an extremely black long knife appeared in his hand.

The entire blade was as black as ink, except for the blade with a hint of scarlet.

With a slash down, that knife actually began to devour any power between heaven and earth, even the light, it could devour!

The place where the knife passed was like a dark and eternal night, and it was extremely strange.

But in the next moment, the broken array in Chu Xiu's hand was also unsheathed, and the entire sky instantly lit up again, illuminated by the sharp edge of Chu Xiu's knife.

Wherever the blade pointed, endless sharpness fell, and the powerful force directly blasted Ming Xuanyu away, and even his evil long knife let out a mournful roar.

His knife can indeed absorb any kind of true qi, but Chu Xiu's ethereal slash and word-breaking sword intent are slashed out, but they have brought the sharpness to the extreme, and this itself does not contain any alien power, how can he absorb it?

The next moment, the long knife in Chu Xiu's hand slashed directly towards the ground, and the Seven Limits of the Destruction Earth were unleashed, and the earthquake trembled in an instant, as if the earth dragon had turned over.

Ming Xuanyu felt that something was wrong and wanted to take off into the air, but it was too late.

On the shattered ground, countless knives wrapped him, making him embarrassed.

When he finally broke free from the entanglement of the sword, a ghostly murmur sounded from around Ming Xuanyu.

The rain of blood and blood came, and above his head, the space was torn apart, and a demon god phantom leaned out half of his body and grabbed him directly!

Ming Xuanyu's complexion finally changed, he pinched the seal in his hand, and the black mist around him rose, turning into a huge storm of demonic qi and sweeping through, and there was even an endless howl of evil ghosts in it, competing with the Great Compassion Curse.

Glancing at Chu Xiu, a hint of jealousy rose in Ming Xuanyu's eyes, and at the same time, there was a sense of retreat.

The information about Chu Xiu that Xin Jialuo gave him doesn't know how long ago it was, anyway, he seriously underestimated Chu Xiu.

Although he is not injured now, and he has not used his hole cards or anything, he does not want to play any more.

Chu Xiu's series of offences were somewhat beyond his expectations, and he was really fighting to the death, even if he was already at the peak of the Heaven and Earth Profound Realm, he was not sure.

When he looked like Singaro again, he was even more shocked.

The strong man on Chu Xiu's side was simply amazingly powerful.

Singaro's various secret methods were thrown over, and he was directly blasted by the strong man's punch.

No matter what kind of secret technique it is, it can't stop the opponent's punch, and the opponent hammers it to the ground again and again, which looks extremely miserable.

Xin Jia Luo has reached the half-step martial immortal realm, and he is even stronger than him, in case Xin Jia Luo is defeated, how can he fight?

At this moment, a shout of killing came from Ula Ulla in the distance, and it turned out to be a large number of barbarians who rushed into the formation of the Elysium Demon Palace and began to rush and kill.

Lu Fei sent people to find the barbarians to join forces, and the people from the other barbarian tribes finally arrived, although it was a little late, but it was not too late.

Seeing this scene, Ming Xuanyu's face changed completely, and he shouted directly: "Withdraw!

This kind of formation is no longer something he can bear, and if he continues to fight, these people under his command will definitely suffer heavy losses.

As the people of the Bliss Demon Palace began to withdraw, Xin Jialuo, who had been suppressed by Emperor Chen Qing all the time, and even had been blasted and vomited blood, no longer hesitated, and as soon as his body moved, a large strand of sun true fire erupted around him, like the rising sun in the east, and quickly galloped towards the air, and disappeared in an instant.

Emperor Chen Qing chased two steps behind, but speed was not good at it, and he muttered depressedly: "What about the rise of the fight, what are you running?"

After Singaro and Ming Xuanyu fled to a safe place, Singaro glared at Ming Xuanyu angrily and shouted: "Ming Xuanyu, what do you mean by this? Twice, each time you escaped first and took my things, but you didn't want to do anything for me?"

Ming Xuanyu said lightly: "Brother Xin, don't use me to spread fire if you lose, does it matter if I run or not?"

The guy on Chu Xiu's side is physically strong and matchless, you don't even have a little room to fight back, you have already been defeated, I still insist, what is the point of harming the people under my command?

To put it mildly, the little thing you took out wasn't enough to make up for my losses. ”

What Ming Xuanyu said is actually reasonable, he has already lost, and it is really meaningless to fight again.

It's just that Singaro can't swallow this breath in his heart!

After calculating for such a long time, he deliberately spent the price to find Ming Xuanyu to make a move, but in the end it was in vain, how could he stand it?

Ming Xuanyu comforted: "Brother Xin, didn't I say you, the strength of the Sanskrit Sect is so strong, you go back and invite a hall master of the Martial Immortal Realm to come, and directly take that Chu Xiu away by force, why do you have to calculate there yourself?"

Singaro calmed down and let out a sigh of relief: "You said it simply, but do you know how serious the struggle within the Sanskrit Sect is?

I'm not afraid of your jokes when I say it, the three temples of Brahma, Shiva, and Vishnu have been fighting for thousands of years, if it weren't for the pressure of the outside Tianluo Treasure Temple, maybe we would be able to fight first.

I was just about to take over the position of the hall master, and when I encountered this kind of thing, I couldn't solve it myself, but I had to go back and ask someone to solve it, who can I invite?

The old hall master is already old, and he has been running for a long time, and if he encounters other martial immortals, I am afraid that there will be an accident.

The Shiva Temple and the Brahma Temple can make a move, but who will lose face in the end? It's not my Vishnu Temple itself!"

Hearing what Xin Jia Luo said, Ming Xuanyu was also a little surprised, he didn't expect that the infighting in the Sanskrit Sect would be so serious.

Although it is said that they also have infighting in the Bliss Demon Palace, power dumping or something, but they are all maintained to a tolerable level, if it goes too far, the palace master will take action to stop it.

As a result, the degree of infighting in the Sanskrit Sect has obviously reached the point where it can affect the interests of the Sanskrit Sect itself, but the leader of the Martial Immortal Nine Sects of the Sanskrit Sect still doesn't care, and I don't know what he thinks.

"Brother Xin, if you don't choose to return to the Sanskrit Sect for help, what are you going to do? It's not that I don't talk about morality, but just you and I are absolutely no match for Chu Xiu's side, and that strong man with a strong body, what is the origin? Such a person can't be an unknown person. ”

Xin Jia Luo snorted coldly: "There are also a lot of people who have sinned in the Eastern Regions, and the disciples of the Blood River Sect Blood River Ancestor are abolished in the hands of the people on his side, and the grudge between Hanjiang City and them is not small.

I'm going to figure out a way to see if I can provoke ......"

Before Singaro could finish his words, his complexion suddenly changed, and he took out a palm-sized array plate from his arms.

The Sanskrit text on it flickered, and when Singaro read the Sanskrit on it, his face became extremely ugly.

Ming Xuanyu didn't understand Sanskrit, and he was surprised: "What's wrong?"

Xingara clenched his grip on the array plate, let out a sigh and said, "Don't worry about that Chu Xiu for now, I, the last generation of the hall master of the Vishnu Palace, have passed away!"

After finishing speaking, Singara's figure moved, and he walked directly to the west as fast as he could.