Empress: This man can't hide anymore, he will kill God with one sword

His own destiny is completely in the hands of that peerless youth in the void.

If Pan An wins, then she will be fine today.

And once, Pan Anruo was defeated by the second holy son of the Yin-Yang Sect, a peerless evildoer with one of the 36 bloodlines of Tiangang.

Then, these people who seem to protect her will be the first to send her out.

Wen Zhao has been extremely intelligent since he was a child, and he glanced coldly at the strong men around him.

Hypocrisy, snobbery.

These people are not worthy to lift shoes for that handsome man standing in the void, Little Brother Pan An.

She doesn't worry about her own safety.

After all, she had already prepared to burn the boat before.

Just, I hope nothing happens to him.

in the void.

Li Luo looked at the Hundred Beasts Fist that came crushing him, the fist was surging and powerful, like a raging beast tide.

The vibrating void is trembling.

This cold innocence does have the capital of pride.

It is also worthy of being the second holy son of Yin Yang Sect.

Although it was only the third level of the Faxiang Realm, this attacking technique definitely surpassed the old man Ouyang.

Even, comparable to the old man Ouyang who swallowed a drop of leader-level blood.

but.

The method used to deal with Mrs. Ouyang is obviously inappropriate to deal with this Leng Wuxie at this moment.

after all.

This is the original combat power of others, even if time speeds up, it cannot be brought back to its original form.

and.

From this cold and innocent body, Li Luo felt the killing intent.

And to be able to lie dormant for such a long time, I am afraid that in his cognition, he has completely seen his cards.

even.

I think that after the battle, I have run out of oil and the lamp is dry.

Choosing to make a move at this moment is undoubtedly not about martial ethics.

Li Luo sneered.

Now, his soul has stepped into the realm of the baby of the gods, and his thinking is quick.

All of a sudden, I figured out the joints!"

It came just in time, so let me weigh it up, you holy son, is your weight enough!" Li Luo snorted coldly in white clothes like snow!"

Yin Yang Mahamudra! "

"Hei Tian Mo Sha Fist!" Rumbling~~ The void trembled.

At this moment, Li Luo put away the Spring and Autumn Brush, and attacked with fists and palms.

It collided with the galloping Hundred Beasts Fist.

Lions and tigers roar, dragons and elephants roar!"

Boom, boom, boom~" Once the terrifying attacks collided, they were constantly annihilated.

A powerful battle wave swept across the four directions.

Some monks with weaker cultivation bases were swept away by the aftermath of the battle, and vomited blood and flew backwards.

His face was full of horror.

Is this really a battle between an Immortal Ascension Boundary and a Faxiang Realm?Many of them couldn't bear the aftermath of the battle alone, let alone if they were in the center of the battle.

I'm afraid, in an instant, they can be torn apart!"

Is this a top-level evildoer, rebelling against high-levels is like eating and drinking water!"

"However, in terms of talent and potential, there is no doubt that the peerless beauty Pan An is even better!"

"It's useless to say that, the two of them have already fought a real fire, and they will never stop dying.

Moreover, the second holy son who bears the blood of the Demon Emperor is undoubtedly more powerful! "

"One will succeed forever, and every superpower will rise by stepping on the corpses of countless geniuses of the same generation!"

"I just don't know if Brother Shuishen is still deep!" Everyone sighed while clicking their tongues.

boom.

Leng Wuxie's mana was surging, and a statue of ten thousand monsters emerged.

It is seven feet high.

The coercion is overwhelming, looking down on the world.

The fist light continued to bombard.

And Li Luo, who was dressed in white, seemed to be trapped in a group of monsters, although he was struggling hard.

However, in the eyes of many people, it is like a lonely boat that is precarious and can capsize at any time!"

You must work hard!" Wen Zhao pursed his cherry lips, put his hands on his chest, and prayed for Li Luo!"

Hmph, why, you only have this kind of tricks, you really disappointed me!" She took refuge in the magic of ten thousand monsters.

Leng Wuxie was extremely confident, sneered evilly, and looked at Li Luo like an ant.

now.

Li Luo runs Yin Yang Mahamudra and Hei Tian Mo Sha Fist with all his strength.

The galloping energy beasts are constantly being erased.

However, after all, there are too many.

From the perspective of the outside world, I am afraid that Li Luo at this moment can only parry, but has no power to fight back.

Because, within the embryonic form of the Ten Thousand Monsters Realm, that Leng Wuxie is like the Lord of the Ten Thousand Monsters, ordering the Endless Monster Clan to launch a charge!"

Brother Shuishen, after all, he was found out to the end!"

"The defeat has been revealed, it will be a matter of time!" Many people shook their heads, secretly saying it's a pity.

After all, at such an age, he has mastered the secret scriptures of the Yin-Yang Sect and the Black Sky Mo Sha Fist, two holy-level exercises.

He even broke the shackles of the Black Demon Sect and cultivated Confucianism and Taoism to the second level.

What's more, he has mastered the two supreme artistic conceptions of time and space.

He is still a soul cultivator, and this kind of evildoer is definitely not weaker than the top few existences on the unicorn list.

However, after all, it still didn't grow up.

And, after being probed by the second holy son Leng Wuxie, he broke out a fierce attack!"

Bloodline supernatural powers, the demon emperor spear, one shot will determine the world! "Om.

Endless spiritual energy boiled.

Leng Wuxie, who was within the magical appearance of ten thousand demons, shook his hand.

The scorching light flowed.

In the palm of the seven-foot-tall Dharma Aspect, a golden dragon gun appeared, which was more than ten feet long.

Traversing the void, like a mountain!"

Brother Shuishen, it's dangerous.

If there is no hole card, I am afraid that the next move will be completely defeated!" Someone exclaimed.

The second holy son of Yin Yang Sect, Leng Wuxie is really powerful!"

One shot, defeat you! "Leng Wuxie looked sure of winning.

Today, he is not interested in the inheritance of the literary sage provided by the Ouyang family.

Instead, for Li Luo, it is full of interest and greed.

His shot did not kill Li Luo.

Just suppress Li Luo and search for his soul.

He wants to get Li Luo's secret, then his strength will be greatly improved in the future!"

Huh~ "The top charismatic avatar let out a breath of foul air!"

It seems that it is impossible not to show some real strength!" The young man said.

wow.

Hearing this, the monk who had already looked down on Li Luo was in an uproar.

arrogant.

Pretend to beep.

However, more people still think that Li Luo is just trying to hold on, and this tone is too big!"

Hehe, don't tell me that you haven't used all your combat power yet!" Leng Wuxie said with a sense of sarcasm!"

exactly!"

"Next, I'll let you feel that the sea is inclusive of all rivers, and a hundred schools of thought contend!" Li Luo nodded earnestly!"

Ahaha..." Hearing this, Leng Wuxie laughed out loud, and the people around couldn't help but laugh too.

next moment.

Li Luo flipped his palm, and the Spring and Autumn Brush appeared in it.

The artistic conception of space is the bone, and the artistic conception of time is the god.

On the tip of the pen, hundreds of artistic concepts meander and flow.

Wind, rain, thunder, gold, wood...

Chapter 168

"Hiss, this is the artistic conception of wind!" A monk who majored in wind attribute exercises, with a very keen perception, said in surprise!"

Also, the artistic conception of thunder! "

"The artistic conception of strength, moreover, the attribute of gravity!" One after another, some monks exclaimed.

Moreover, with the increase of vocalizing monks, there was a commotion at the scene, gasping for air.

I'm a bitch.

Is this riding horse still human?How can a person comprehend so much power of artistic conception? !At the beginning of their practice, their masters and elders warned them: too much greed can't be chewed, miscellaneous but not refined.

This leads them to generally just choose one or two ways that suit them to start practicing.

The most talented ones are just minors.

And beside them, there are naturally no lack of monks who are single-minded and arrogant, who do not listen to the advice of their masters, and practice multiple Dao artistic conceptions at the same time.

However, basically in the later stage, it will be discarded.

And this delay of time made their original brilliant talent dust.

There are even more paranoid people who are stubborn and perfect the various Dao artistic conceptions that they have practiced at the same time, but the advancement is extremely slow.

In the end, the realm of cultivation is obliterated by everyone.

Even if you are invincible at the same level.

However, people of the same generation as you have far surpassed you in terms of cultivation.