"What a terrible path, what a terrible faith. This son is not to be underestimated. The host of the Great Zen Temple suddenly spoke, quite emotional, ready to move, and was shocked by Lin Huang's belief.

Wushen nodded silently, and finally understood why Lin Huang could sweep the heavens, along the way, no one was invincible, such a great avenue, it was shocking.

The pupils of the Dao Master of the Reincarnation Dojo constricted, and he saw the true meaning of reincarnation in Lin Huang's boxing technique, and his heart was shocked and speechless.

And what was even more shocking was undoubtedly the revival of Yizi Avenue at this moment, Hong Tian, who was possessed by the ancestors, had a cold gaze and a gloomy face, nodded, stopped, and looked at Lin Huang, "Very good." Your heart is like iron, your heart is firm and unshakable. That will only destroy your divine body and break your soul. The Tao is different, don't conspire with each other!

As soon as the words fell, Hong Tian abandoned a fancy and brazenly attacked, the powerful force exploded, shaking the heavens, the terrible power, suppressing the sky, suppressing the ten thousand laws, under the mighty storm, the twelve peaks of the Heaven Filling Pavilion were all crushed by life, and the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked, which made people frightened.

The saints of the human realm glanced at Hong Tian in shock, remained silent, and took action one after another to stabilize the mountain peaks and the earth, lest the two of them fight and completely destroy the entire Shu County.

Lin Huang nodded, looking delighted, raised his hand, and split his fist, "Good, good, good! Unfortunately, I was born 100,000 years later. I can't see Yizi's perfect avenue, it's a pity, it's a pity!"

With a sigh, Lin Huang's fist was superb, reversing the avenue, killing with one punch, six derivations, sky, earth, sun, moon and stars, magnificent mountains and rivers, all in Lin Huang's boxing techniques.

One punch to strengthen the mountains and rivers, Lin Huang's six divine fists have been cultivated to the point of unpredictability, compared to the past, the power derived from the six realms is vividly wielded.

The so-called six realms, earth, water, fire, wind, yin and yang, are the most basic rules that constitute the world.

Therefore, Lin Huang's fist is the fist of the six realms, the fist of the heavens, and the fist of all things.

In one punch, the true meaning of the world, the origin of heaven and earth, has an unbreakable power.

Seeing this punch, not to mention Hong Tian, it is godless and others, and they also have the idea of retreating, one punch is the magnificent mountains and rivers, surging in the world, magnificent heaven and earth, how to break, how to block!

Hong Tian let out a long roar, and with his ability, he naturally couldn't block this punch, but at this moment, his right hand was Yi Zi's hand, and the divine revival exploded with monstrous power, and with an impossible attitude, he hit a punch like a myth.

This punch is not so much a punch made by Hong Tian, but a punch made by Yi Zi before the endless years, blessed in his own hand bones, and when he encounters danger, he bursts out, reversing heaven and earth, and destroying mountains and rivers.

Lin Huang's eyes froze, and the crisis in his heart was great, but his face did not change, and he nodded, finally knowing why the Hong family could stand in the world for 100,000 years.

"This is the essence of the Hong family. Divine revival, Yi Zi hand bones, I can't imagine that after 100,000 years, I can still play the third step of the mythical fist. The host of the Great Chan Temple exclaimed, every holy place is profound, and the Hong family relies on this piece of Yizi's hand bones, which can revive the myth, and play the third step of the powerful power in a short period of time, crisscrossing the world, and it is indispensable.

"Replace the way of heaven with my way, the power of the realm, the fist of mythology. Lin Huang, how can you stop it?" The godless asked himself, if he faced Hong Tian's punch, what should he do, shook his head, gave up this thought, and watched how Lin Huang responded.

Lin was silent, his expression was a little dignified, the power of the third step, with my Dao instead of the Dao of Heaven, became a realm of its own, and in the realm it was a god, which could rewrite the rules and dominate a qiē.

It was not the first time that Lin Huang had encountered the punch method of the third step, and Ah Rulai was so fierce that he was seriously injured with one punch.

At that time, Yi Zi was ten times more fierce than Ah Rulai, but fortunately, Yi Zi died early, and now he is just a hand bone, divine revival, which cannot be compared with Ah Rulai, but it is also strong and terrifying, enough to sweep all the great sages below the third step.

"Good. Being able to see Yi Zi's mythical fist is not in vain. Lin Huang was stunned, and suddenly shot, six divine fists, reincarnation divine fists, all of them bombarded out, took a deep breath, exerted three heads and six arms of divine powers, and raised his hand is 100,000 punches, fast as lightning, powerful as thunder, eight or nine Xuangong blessings.

In an instant, where the fist passed, the endless storm, the cold divine light, every wisp had the power to crush the mountains and roll the sea, seemingly chaotic, violent and ferocious, but it was life and death, and it became a reincarnation, this is the peerless fist of Lin Huang, the six reincarnation divine fists.

The breath of creation and destruction came out in an instant, shocking the eternal, fearless, and blasting towards the sky.

"Gentleman God Fist, may all beings in heaven and earth be like dragons, and everyone will be like me. "This is not Hongtian's fist, this is Yi Zi's divine fist, it seems that everyone saw Yi Zi defying the heavens and his life 100,000 years ago, shattering the eons and being heroic and humane.

This is the fist of mythology, the fist of the realm, which can only be played in the third step.

Under one punch, replace the Heavenly Dao and rewrite the rules, all the avenues that cannot conform to the Dao of Yi Zi will collapse and go against the current, this is the power of the realm, this is the mythical power of the third step of power.

Strong, terrifying, silent, let Lin Huang's boxing skills be superb, surging and powerful, but after all, it is one step behind, that is, the whole world is missing, his boxing skills, his strength, and even his beliefs are all suppressed, deprived, and annihilated inch by inch in an instant.

Lin Huangmian did not change his color, but he was able to play his own punches very closely, and 100,000 punches were not enough, it was a million punches. A million punches are not enough, there are still 10 million punches.

One punch after another, the breath of creation and destruction, the six reincarnations, endlessly.

"Hey, you're not Yizi after all. It's a pity, it's a pity. Lin Huang suddenly stopped his hand, and the last punch blasted out, hundreds of millions of punches, in a row, and shot out a divine dragon, roaring upward, and crashing into Hong Tian's right hand.

The two of them each took a step back and stood in the void.

Lin Huang stood with his hands tied and sighed, and the divine bone in Hong Tian's right hand cracked inch by inch, his pupils changed, and he didn't know it, but everyone saw that behind Hong Tian, the figure with his back to all beings sighed and dispersed with the wind.

"Defeated? Even the power of the third step can't help him?" The Frozen Sword Saint was the weakest, and he couldn't see the reality clearly, so he exclaimed in disbelief.

Wushen and the others didn't speak, thinking about each other, knowing that Yi Zi was not defeated, he just lost to time. Even if it is a myth or a legend, separated by 100,000 years, it cannot change its life against the sky and return again. A short period of divine recovery was enough to suppress the enemies in the world, but it was a pity that he encountered such an arrogant and domineering fist technique as Lin Huang.

100,000 punches are not enough, it is a million punches, 10 million punches, hundreds of millions of punches, which have wiped out the realm and shattered the myth.

"This forest is desolate, and in time it will become a myth. The host of the Great Zen Temple suddenly spoke, his tone was solemn, and he had a murderous intention.

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