The ancient demon Mo Wu came up from the sky to the arena set up by Ye Xiangyang. His hundred-foot-tall body stood tall in the starry sky, with the sky above his head and time and space under his feet. His dark body seemed to be made of iron, and his pair of red eyes were filled with madness.
The ancient demons are so powerful that they can pick stars with one hand. They are one of the most powerful races in the universe. The ancient demon world is ranked among the top ten of the three thousand worlds. It is so powerful and arrogant that it is outrageous.
He looked down at Angri, and a tornado came out of his cave-sized mouth: "Hehehe, you little devil, I have to say you have some tricks. But if you want to dominate the Three Thousand Worlds with your tricks, you are really naive."
Demonic Martial Saint Heavenly Fist!
Mo Wutian didn't dare to be careless. The scene of Angerui fighting with Feng Yilian and slapping Feng Yilian to death was still fresh in his mind. It was impossible for him to kill Feng Yilian with just one slap.
As soon as Mo Wutian came up, he used the highest divine power of the demon clan, the Demon Martial Saint Heaven Fist. It was said that this kind of boxing was created by the oldest ancestor of the ancient demon clan. It was the most magical boxing created by combining the ancient demon clan's powerful bodies and cold aura.
Mo Wutian threw a punch, but there didn't seem to be any energy fluctuation. Wherever his fist reached, there was darkness. He was like a car passing by in the dark night, and after passing by, darkness followed.
People watched as the darkness rushed towards where Angry was like a gust of wind and a wave. It was a rift in time and space created by a punch from the ancient demon. The huge rift in time and space tore through the sky, swept across the stars, and covered endless time and space.
Many people couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's amazing, it's really amazing, one punch can break through thousands of miles of space and time, such energy is to an incredible level."
"Who said it wasn't true? They say the ancient demon can kill the sky. Now it seems to be true."
"If it's an ordinary True God, even a top master can't be defeated by a single punch."
"Destroying heaven and earth, suppressing time and space, it's so powerful."
Countless geniuses in the Three Thousand Worlds are here. Looking at the power of the ancient demon's punch, people are amazed from the bottom of their hearts. The ancient demon's punch is so powerful that it can break the heaven and earth and destroy the sun and the moon.
Many people were looking at Angry, watching how he dodged the ancient demon's powerful punch.
The great world-destroying technique!
In Angourie's palm, the sky was collapsing, the stars were falling, time and space were collapsing, the earth was crumbling, magma was gushing, the sea was raging, the mountains were collapsing and the ground was cracking, it was a scene of the end of the world.
He stretched his palm forward, turning it into a huge handprint a hundred feet in size, and blocked Mo Wutian's fist.
In an instant, countless fists and palms collided, and the two of them appeared in the sky like a revolving lantern. The cracks in time and space filled the starry sky, obscuring their figures.
Ye Xiangyang was full of curiosity about the ancient magic of the ancient demon clan. Of course, he knew that practicing the ancient magic was the same as practicing the Xuanwu Divine Heavenly Art. It required a unique bloodline in the body. Otherwise, it would be impossible to practice.
To practice the ancient magic, one must have the blood of the ancient demon. The ancient demon's body is strong. When it reaches a certain peak, it is not much different from his own black tortoise shell. It can be called one of the strongest bodies in the Three Thousand Worlds.
The more this was the case, the more Ye Xiangyang was reluctant to slap him to death. Otherwise, even if Mo Wutian had a strength of nearly 100 million, he would be instantly reduced to ashes under the suppression of 300 million divine powers.
In a short period of time, the two sides fought each other tens of millions of times, and time and space collapsed piece by piece under their fighting.
The ancient demon was shocked. His body was so strong that only the ancient gods could match it in the Three Thousand Worlds. The demons relied on the way of the gods rather than the body. Who would have thought that his strength could defeat ten wisdoms and his punch could break all laws would be useless in front of this person. This person collided with him head-on and did not lose the upper hand at all.
Could it be that the devil also has some magical body-building technique
The devil destroys the world!
Mo Wutian's body turned into a black sword, demonic energy soared into the sky, the devil destroyed the world, and the devil roamed the world.
He wanted to use the most powerful means of the ancient demon clan to suppress Angry. A mere demon dared to dominate in front of the Three Thousand Worlds. He was tired of living.
Angri smiled slightly: "The Advent of God."
His body moved and transformed into Allah who descended to the world. Allah created the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, the stars, and all things in the world. Allah is the embodiment of truth and the embodiment of holiness.
"All those who go against Allah will inevitably be punished by Allah, the great annihilation of the world."
Ye Xiangyang's palm, with a sense of vicissitudes and a destructive energy, struck towards the ancient demon. Up to now, Ye Xiangyang still used a force of no more than 100 million. He wanted to see to what extent the Three Thousand Divine Ways he practiced could play a role in the battle with the enemy.
The black sword in the sky and the palm of God are intertwined, blended, entangled, and fighting each other.
Finally, the ancient demon was beaten out. He retreated ten thousand miles, spitting out a mouthful of black demon blood. His eyes were full of horror, real horror. He could never have imagined that he, with demon blood, could not withstand the fist of the Heavenly Demon. This had never happened in the history of the ancient demons. It was absolutely horrifying.
Angerui smiled coldly: "I thought the ancient demon clan was so great, but now it seems that they are just so-so. Take my blow, and your life or death will be at your own risk."
Having said that, Ye Xiangyang slapped Mo Wutian with his palm.
This palm of light enveloped and illuminated time and space. The sky-covering palm was like a cloud hanging from the sky, and no one knew how big it was. The starry sky became bright. An aura of the main god enveloped the arena, and all directions of the arena.
Mo Wutian wanted to escape, but under the aura of the Lord God, he had lost the possibility of escape.
With a slap, the ancient demon, which was a hundred feet tall, was caught in Angry's hand, and a crackling sound was heard. Roars that resounded through the heavens and earth rang out in Angry's palm.
The ancient demon Mo Wutian disappeared.
All the people of the Ancient Demon Clan roared angrily, "Angrui, you are courting death. How dare you capture Mo Wutian? You should know that the wrath of our Ancient Demon Continent is not something you Heavenly Demons can bear. Release our demon, and everything can be discussed. Otherwise, there will be a fight to the death between our two continents."
Angerer smiled coldly, "The Galaxy Battlefield is a place of ruthless killing, where victory or defeat is decided. Where you can kill for treasures, your hands will not be stained with the blood of others. I have angered your continent by killing one person, so let your Demon Continent come and see if our Heavenly Demon Continent is afraid. If you keep talking nonsense, I will kill you directly."
Too many people in the Three Thousand Worlds were shocked, and they were so domineering. If you want to come, come on. If you keep talking too much, just kill me. Oh my god, what on earth does Anger want to do
Soon after, many people from the ancient gods, Taoists, and Buddhists came onto the stage, but Angry killed them all with his might.
In more than sixty games, the top sons of gods from more than sixty major worlds were directly captured by Angry and disappeared without a trace.
That was the top 100 world. Their first son of God was captured in public. How could they not feel ashamed? When it comes to fighting for treasures, everyone’s hands are stained with blood, but they have never been slapped in the face like this.
"Angrui, do you really want to make everyone in the world your enemy? Does the Demon Continent really want to become the public enemy of all the big worlds?"
"Angry, as long as you release our Son of God, everything can be discussed. We can even forgive the past."
"Angrui, are you saying that you want to bring disaster to the Demon Continent?"
Angerui smiled faintly on the stage, "Let them go. What's wrong with them? You are allowed to kill other divine cultivators, but not them. Are they nobler than others? Hehehe, let me tell you, when the Fate-Changing Tree appears, anyone who dares not obey orders will be killed directly."
"Don't force me to kill you all. If your continent wants to fight us because of the Galaxy Battlefield, then come on. I will kill as many of you as there are."
Ye Xiangyang glanced at the densely packed divine cultivators in the starry universe, his eyes full of sharpness, that was the confidence and strength that made him look down upon the heavens, laugh at the world, and conquer the whole world.
Ye Xiangyang's words were transmitted faintly in the starry sky, which was an oppression to everyone.
People were trembling in their hearts. For countless years, there had never been such a violent, such a majestic, and such a ferocious person who dared to go against the Three Thousand Worlds and even dared to say, "No matter how many of you come, I will destroy you."
However, Angrui has this kind of power. So many people were killed by him with one slap. They were all the peerless geniuses on their continent. There were no exceptions. Even if the main god could do this, it was still unclear whether he could do it.
They looked at Angry, anger surging in their hearts, but no one dared to step forward. This man even dared to kill the most powerful Son of God in the big world, so what else was there to worry about
People were communicating quietly below, and when the fate-changing tree opened in a while, they would rush forward. I still couldn't believe that this person had the ability to kill all of us.
That's right, the fate-changing tree represents endless opportunities, and its appearance will surely change the current world pattern. Another thing is that with the fate-changing tree, one can find the great destiny technique, use the river of destiny to kill everything, and even the main god can't do anything to him.
There is a great opportunity ahead, and we must not let Angry take it.
Humph, if I get the fate-changing tree, I will directly destroy the Demon Continent.
A breath of destiny began to boil, and the great formation surrounding millions of miles began to loosen. Everyone understood that the fate-changing tree was about to be unlocked. At that time, destiny would appear and the world would change.
Whose heart is not filled with excitement, who doesn't want to be favored by fate, who doesn't want to hold fate in their own hands and control their destiny, and the same is true for the Lord God.
Tianmo has occupied a good position, and now Tianmo admires Angry very much. Originally, some people thought that someone had impersonated him and brought hatred to Tianmo Continent.
Ever since I saw this man fighting in the arena, he has mastered the Great Light Technique, the Great Creation Technique, the Great Destruction Technique, and the Advent of God Technique to perfection, which is absolutely not something others can achieve.
In other words, Angri had an unimaginable and amazing adventure on the planet.