The heavens begin with the game

Chapter 222
In the melee, there were three figures, extremely dazzling.

One is the Phantom King, Hong.

Hong once again cast the illusion.

An illusory world descended, enveloping an entire team of alien kings in the illusory world.

In the illusory world, thousands of stars evolved and exploded at the same time, constantly harvesting the lives of the members of the team composed of alien kings in the illusory world.

In the entire illusory world, the alien king-sealing team was completely powerless to fight back, so they could only unite and desperately resist.

But Hong is not easy.

Because outside of the illusory world, there was another foreign army that was frantically attacking Hong.

Hong didn't dare to take that terrifying combined attack at all, and could only keep shuttling between the virtual world and the real world, trying his best to dodge.

Generally speaking, Hong is still pretty good. One person, he insisted on holding back two alien king-sealing legions. Even if the general Universe Venerable came, he could only do so.

The second one is Sword Emperor Bolan.

Bran has already finished killing red eyes.

The void is full of Bolan's clones, there are tens of thousands of clones, and each clone is burning with raging flames.

"Kill!" Thousands of Bolan's clones frantically besieged an alien king's army, while thousands of other clones frantically resisted the left and right sides, forming two alien king's armies flanking the left and right.

This battlefield is the most fierce battle in the entire battlefield. There are constant kings of different races who are beheaded by Bolan, and clones of Bolan are bombarded to nothing by the combined attacks of foreign kings.

Everyone is red-eyed.

Everyone is completely insane.

No one stepped back at all.

It is often a certain clone of Bolan who beheads a certain foreign king. The eyes of that foreign king are full of madness. To pull together a clone of Bran.

Bran's heart was bleeding.

Each of these avatars represents one-thousandth of his divine body.

Every loss of one means that one-thousandth of his divine body has been annihilated.

After this battle, if one had to wait for the divine body to recover naturally, it would take hundreds of millions of years.

And the consumption required to buy the Eternal God Crystal to recover from injuries is completely astronomical.

However, Bran did not retreat, did not retreat a single step, and even launched a more violent attack towards the three alien legions.

Bran was alone, forcibly persuading the three foreign king-sealing legions to fight.

The last dazzling figure was Fang Yi.

Compared with Hong's dangers and dangers, Bo Lan's madness.

Fang Yi's side is domineering.

Unparalleled domineering.

The field diverged, covering a total of five alien king-sealing legions.

In the field, the five foreign king-sealing legions are all crazy.

Fang Yi kept wandering among the five legions, among the thousands of king-sealing powerhouses, constantly using the head of the king-sealing immortal to exaggerate his terror.

A pair of terrifying iron fists, although they can't be as powerful as Bolan's sword, which can stabilize the country with one sword, are equally powerful and heavy.

Even, Fang Yi's pair of iron fists gave these thousands of aliens the feeling that they were crowned kings, and they were more threatening than Bolan's long sword.

A fist as big as a sandbag, with extraordinary skill.

With one punch, the fist mark is by no means bigger than a sandbag.

The fists were like mountains, shattering the sky, Wu shattered the void, and each fist made five alien king-sealing legions fall on their backs.

Looking at Fang Yi's fist mark.

The eyes of countless alien kings were full of surprise.

Because this fist seal is no longer as simple as shattering the void, but affects time and space.

Time and space, space is king, time is respect.

This is simply the combat power of the universe lord level.

The kings of foreign races cultivated their physique and laws.

Fang Yi practiced martial arts.

"Cultivating martial arts is difficult, the difficulty is not in the body, not in the skills, not in the bearing!"

"Only in Wu Xin, Wu Dan, and Wu Po!"

Fang Yi fist can open the sky.

"boom!"

A bang!
The invisible air wave erupted suddenly, the fist strength was frenzied, and the entire void was shaken violently. The alien kings and immortals of the various battle groups were all shocked and looked at Fang Yi in shock.

"What?" The face of the foreign king-sealing army that bore the brunt changed even more.

An unimaginable force struck.

There was a loud bang, and the entire team composed of immortal kings from different races all turned pale. Under the action of this huge force, the entire phalanx was directly overturned.

In the entire team, everyone's eyes were wide open, their beards and hair were thrown back, and their eyes were full of disbelief.

Hundreds of foreign races became kings, their faces pale in an instant.

Across the infinite universe and the endless era of the seventh outer battlefield, they have never had such a battle.

On the battlefield outside the territory, they often form small teams, small teams, and form combo formations.

No one, just one person, can compete with an entire team with fists.

At the time of the decisive battle, the Venerables of the Universe came, and perhaps with many means, they could annihilate their entire team.

However, no one has ever dared to face their joint attack. If they don't dodge, they just punch them!

One punch.

People turn their backs.

The whole team was thrown out?
This, what kind of combat power is this?
A thousand kings form a team, and the venerable can fight in a battle, but at this moment, everyone's heart is filled with only fear.

Fang Yi didn't care what the other party thought.

"Die!"

One punch overturned the entire team on the opposite side, broke the opponent's alliance, and after blasting away the thick tortoise shell of the opponent, Fang Yi's figure instantly turned into a phantom, rushing towards the hundreds of nearly a thousand alien kings who were still in a daze go.

Fang Yi wanted to take advantage of the moment when the other party was in a daze, before the other party could react, and did not have the time to join forces to form a defense again, to completely kill the other party.

Punch out like a swimming dragon!
It can be seen that the golden light on Fang Yi's fist became more and more brilliant, like a burning sun star, and the whole person came to the world like a god and demon, and he punched violently again with great force!
The hundreds of alien kings all stared blankly with wide-eyed eyes.

There is a kind of great power, which cannot be expressed.

There is no way to describe it.

Perhaps only when disasters and accidents come, a small person standing between the sky and the earth, watching the mountain torrent bursting, watching the moment when the landslides and the ground crack, can you feel that the most terrifying thing at that moment is not the coming Death, but the moment before death, how shocking the breath can be felt.

Those hundreds of alien races are immortal gods and even kings.

However, facing Fang Yi's punch, they were frightened.

Faced with Fang Yi's unstoppable punch, the foreign kings' faces were so numb that they subconsciously chose to retreat. They simply, or in other words, completely forgot about the possibility of joint resistance.

　Today is two more, hee hee, dinner at the end of the month, the supervisor invites us to have supper and beer at nine o'clock, and the hairy crabs are going to have dinner!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)