"This, this is the doom crow?!"
The local heroes and others suddenly felt that they were chilling all over, as if they were being stared at by a ghost, and they would be stunned anytime and anywhere, and there was no place to be buried.
According to rumors, the Doom Crow is an extremely tyrannical race even among the many monster races. It is a demon from hell. Once it appears, it represents war, death, plague, etc. It is a representative of countless casualties.
No one wants to see the doom crow, even many monsters are extremely jealous of the doom crow, and think it is an ominous symbol, almost like Xia Ping, God hates ghosts.
"Humanity."
The Doom Crow stared at Xia Ping, "Why didn't I let you stop, why didn't I dare to kill the killer in front of me? It seems that you are wild and need more training."
It is not angry with the dead monsters, anyway, it is not a brother of the same race, which makes it difficult for it to shed a tear, not to mention that it itself is a monster with a cold heart.
But it was angry on its face. It clearly ordered this human being not to do it, but it did it, and it was so fierce that it killed these monsters in an instant.
This is simply hitting it in the face in public. How can it not be angry? !
"You are the doom crow? The symbol of death and war?" Xia Ping touched his chin, "I don't know if it can be eaten if it is cooked? It is said that the flesh and blood of you monsters contains a lot of energy, which is comparable to a thousand-year elixir. Know it's true?"
He stared at the doom crow.
What? !
The local heroes and others are speechless. At this time, this guy still wants to eat people. Now who is the real monster, and why does it look the opposite
"It's really a wild and untamable human, but it doesn't matter. When I grab you, put you in shackles on your neck and shackles on your feet, let more than a dozen pig women come to you to torture you for a few years. I guess you will soon be convinced. ."
The Doom Crow was high above, with a pair of black eyes showing a deep killing intent. Although it was not visible on the surface, it was completely irritated by Xia Ping's words.
"Get here and die!"
Xia Ping glanced diagonally.
"Human, you want to die!" A terrifying breath of death erupted from the Doom Crow. Its race is known as a tyrannical race that emerged from the depths of hell, and was born to control the breath of death.
Once angry, it would be the heavens and the earth, like a god of darkness descending, taking away the lives of countless creatures.
Boom~~
Seeing that the doom crow couldn't help it anymore, he immediately moved his hands, manipulating the death energy of his body, and the black mist burst out and bombarded Xia Ping.
Accumulated corpse fist!
These black mists instantly condensed into black fists, like the fists of the underworld, coming out of hell, containing the power to smash the earth.
At the same time, the breath of death lingers on it, which has great restraint for living beings. Once invaded by the breath of death, it will instantly plunder the vitality of the body and turn it into a pile of withered bones.
This is the horror of the Dark God Fist of the Doom Crow's corpse. When it is displayed, it is not only infinitely powerful, but the death aura on it is even more irresistible. It will be killed by a single move.
"Hurry up."
The expressions of the local heroes and others suddenly changed. They felt the breath of death, and the weeds and trees on the ground withered quickly, as if their souls were destroyed in an instant.
If these people stayed here, they would be affected by the power of the doom crow, and the aftermath of such power alone would be enough to severely wound them.
Although the power of the doom crow is estimated to be the same as that of Feng Qiu Dao, the death aura on its body is too terrifying, and it can be called the nemesis of the heavens.
At this time, Xia Ping shot in vain, slapped it with a palm, and ran the Pure Sun Immortal Secret Art, and immediately resisted the collision of two tyrannical forces in front of the fist of the underworld god.
The void exploded immediately, and a huge noise erupted.
Bang bang bang! ! !
In addition to attacking Xia Ping, these fists also bombarded the ground fiercely. They were immediately shaken out of huge fist pits, and tons of mud were thrown out with a roaring sound.
Standing on the ground, Xia Ping also felt the tyrannical power of this fist, and the gas mask on his body was constantly shaking, and the ground on which both feet stood was shaken out of a huge pit.
Even these death breaths seemed to have life consciousness, ignoring his gas mask, infiltrating his limbs and a hundred skeletons, as if a god of darkness descended, raising his sickle to harvest his soul.
"Exit!"
Xia Ping let out a cold snort, and the flames in his body that contained the essence of the sun burst out, instantly enveloping the gray breath of death, and burst into flames.
After a few breaths, these gray auras met the flames in Xia Ping's body, as if the ice and snow melted, quickly disappeared into this world, completely annihilated.
"impossible!"
Upon seeing this, the Doom Crow was completely stunned, and its death aura was invincible. Even the king race of the demon race, it would take an unknown amount of effort to resist the power of death.
It is precisely because of this that not many of the Yaozu dared to fight against it, which also caused it to stand above and ignore all its characters, and no one could disobey its orders.
But now his own breath of death is actually useless to this human being, just the power of the flame exploded, and its breath of death was completely wiped out.
But how does it know the horror of the Pure Yang Immortal Jue? It absorbs the flame power of the sun's essence as nourishment, tempers the body, and the flame power cultivated can be annihilated even if it is hell.
Even if the power of death is very powerful, it is not an opponent of the Sun Essence.
Even if it takes ten thousand steps, Xia Ping does not have the power of the sun essence, but he has the blood of the golden crow of hell, that is the lord of hell, the king of hell gods and demons!
The mere breath of death is nothing more than nourishment and tonic for it. It's just a dream to want to harm his body just like this.
"Go to hell!"
Xia Ping stood on the ground, he would not pay attention to the shock of the doomed crow. The true essence in his body moved into the air with a punch, a hundred-step magic fist!
This fist contained the power of the essence of the sun. It was a fist of flames, like a god of fire descending, and a distance of several hundred meters, a terrifying fist still attacked.
Boom!
The Doom Crow was caught off guard. Even though it was flying in the air, it was hit by Xia Ping's punch and hit his chest fiercely. Several ribs were broken.
What is even more terrifying is these flame powers, which seem to have begun to burn the breath of death on its body, so that its entire body must be turned into a fireball, completely burnt to death, and burned out.
"hateful!"
The doom crow roared like an enraged beast, and the death breath in the body burst out frantically, quickly extinguishing the flames.