"what?!"
In an instant, the ancient suffocated hairs stood up, and the whole body was hairy. Even if it looked down on Xia Ping just now, it still didn't dare to underestimate it in the face of this devastating punch.
"Damn, what the hell is this kid? The power of a strange fire is earth-shattering. It seems to be filled with the power of burning the void and destroying all materials. Even the law of my creation can't change its attributes?"
Ancient Suan was taken aback.
To tell the truth, after being promoted to an ancient saint and mastering the law of creation, its strength is simply able to crush all saints below the Middle Ages, these saints are like ants.
No matter what kind of attack the enemy displays, it can instantly change the enemy's mana, divine consciousness, laws and other attributes, making the enemy's power invisible.
It is like dozens of nuclear bombs coming from bombing. It can change the molecular arrangement of nuclear bombs with just a move of its mind, turning these nuclear bombs into empty bombs, and there is no way to even explode them.
But even so, the air of creation is not omnipotent.
There are also many special minerals in the universe, such as tone stone, soul stone, life stone, fetish stone, etc. These substances contain a unique arrangement structure and contain the power of law, even the law of creation cannot Change.
There are also some tyrannical saints who have extremely tyrannical laws on their bodies, forming an extremely strong space-time domain, and the laws of creation cannot easily be shaken.
And this Hell Golden Crow flame is such a unique and tyrannical power. The blazing fire burns over, everything does not burn, and even when the air of creation penetrates, it is quickly evaporated.
It is conceivable that this ancient stunned shock, his own creation laws can't have any effect on this kid, and he can't even get close, which is simply incredible.
Boom!
Before the ancient Suan wanted to understand anything, this punch came and hit its body at once, and a terrifying flame of destruction erupted deep in its body.
This is like a sun exploding at this moment, giving birth to terrible destructive power.
Suddenly, it felt a breath of death coming. If the power of this flame invaded its body, its soul would be burnt to ashes in an instant.
"Supreme supernatural power-fogging the void!"
At this critical moment of life and death, the ancient Susu impressively displayed the natal supernatural powers of the Susu clan. Its body exploded in an instant, and instantly turned into a cloud of white mist, invisible and invisible, gathering and dispersing invisible.
Wow~~~
In the next second, it directly got rid of the attack of the Yangshen Fist, and its entire body melted into the void. It seemed that every wisp of mist was its body, everywhere.
Boom!
A sun exploded at this instant, giving birth to a high temperature of billions of degrees, and most of the matter in a radius of a few light years was completely evaporated by the terrible temperature.
Under such explosive power, even the body of the ancient saint had to be blown to death.
At the same time, groups of dark golden flames exploded, seeming to form small suns, burning in all directions, turning this void into a boundless sea of fire.
Most lives cannot survive under such a sea of fire.
However, this ancient 猊 still survived. It turned into wisps of mist and melted into the void, as if hiding in the depths of the dimension. No force could harm its body.
"This is the magical power?!"
Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. He didn't expect this ancient Suan to get rid of his own attack so easily. At this moment, he also suddenly thought of Suan's magical power-atomization.
To tell the truth, this bloodline magical power is famous even in the universe. Once the suffocated body turns into an atomized state, then it is in a relatively invincible state, and any attack cannot harm their body.
This seems to be in a state where all dharmas are not invaded and not touched by all dharmas.
Of course, once this magical power is operated, they cannot harm the enemy.
But even so, it is difficult for ordinary people to kill Suan. After all, once Suan uses this supernatural power, he can easily escape, and no race can catch up.
"Little ghost, very good, you are really capable, and you actually forced the old man to display the magical powers of misting. As a saint in the Middle Ages, you are also worthy of pride."
This ancient suffocated anger erupted, and the voice came from all directions. It seemed that every strand of the void in the depths of the void was its body, but every strand of mist was only its clone.
It is now extremely angry.
To be honest, before, it thought that killing this kid and killing the Middle Ages with the ancients was a matter of hand, which was simply cheap and good for nothing.
But who can think of it, this kid has unlimited magical powers, many magic weapons, and his fighting power to such a degree that he is forced to use his sacred magical powers.
As you can imagine, it's angry now.
"Wait for me. The old man immediately summoned his companions to kill you. You will definitely not be able to leave the Universe Realm alive."
This ancient head was angry and planned to summon his companions.
It knew that it was a little devil who could not kill it for the time being, but if it summoned enough companions, it would even come to an ancient saint of the Suan tribe.
This kid can't fly even if he has wings, and he will definitely die.
Although it would be uncomfortable to sacrifice a treasure like Zhu Rongcao, it would not be able to swallow it alone, but if it did not do so, it would not be able to stop it. If it could not kill this kid, it would still be impossible to get anything.
If this is the case, then separate a part of the benefits and summon the companions of the Sui clan, so that you can get a little benefit.
"Summon a companion? It's unnecessary, you don't have such a chance."
With a swish, Xia Ping took out another magic weapon of hell-Samsara Pen from his body. His face was expressionless, and the powerful time and space power in his body was instilled deep inside this Samsara Pen. .
"No chance? You kid, do you know what you're talking about, don't you think that you can kill the old man with your own weak power? Under the misty magical powers of the 狻猊 clan, let alone you, even It’s an ancient sage, and he may not be able to kill the old man, you know?"
Ancient Suan laughed like he heard a big joke.
But the next second, its laughter came to an abrupt end, because it sensed that the dark golden pen was lifted up and pointed at its soul.
Obviously it is in a foggy state, melted into the void, all dharmas are not invaded, and all dharmas are not touched, but at this moment it is feeling a mysterious and powerful force locked in its own soul.
It is as if a nihilistic line of cause and effect connects this end from the other end. There is no way to escape or break away.
"Damn, what magic weapon is this?"
The ancient silky hairs were erected, and the whole body was hairy. It was more frightened than ever before. It was obviously just a pen, but it was more fierce and terrifying than any magic weapon it had ever seen.
It seems that the nib contains a terrifying edge, and even the universe can be easily torn apart.
It seems that this pen has mastered the cause and effect, outlines the cycle of reincarnation, and judges birth and death!