Xing Tian used the souls of the demon ancestors of the past dynasties to activate the Tuotian Demon Art to protect his body, and even inspired the power of the ancient Xing Tian with thirty-three immortal souls, dancing wildly with his long hair, fighting fiercely with all his strength. In the past, he didn't need to use magic skills, let alone arouse the real power of Xing Tian, to crush his opponents. He has never been defeated, and even the most ferocious monsters can be easily killed by him. Inspire the strongest state and release the strongest power. He walked wildly, forgetting himself, completely filled with killing thoughts. This is not only his battlefield, but also the peak blooming of his life. He doesn't want to leave any regrets, even if he dies, he must die vigorously. The whole world remembers that even if it is to win, it is even more important to win brilliantly. Use Qin Ming's blood and bones to establish his prestige as the strongest in the world and create the name of a new God of War.
With the powerful protection of the Tian Mogong, combined with the peak crit of the ancient Xingtian power, and the cooperation of the ancestral soul and the immortal soul, Xingtian really played the battle frenzy that he expected and was satisfied with.
Qin Ming unleashed the power of the eternal kingly way to the extreme, various offensives, various evolutions, stormy onslaughts, wings, thunder, all turned into weapons to launch critical strikes. He didn't regard Xing Tian as a weak person, but he was still surprised by his strength, as if he was not fighting a big demon at all, but the whole demon clan. This was an aura that he didn't feel in Diying at the beginning, and it made him understand what a 'demon' is. But such an opponent is qualified to be called the number one in the Demon Realm, and it is even more worthy of his counterattack with the eternal kingly way.
The more they fight, the stronger they become, and the more they fight, the crazier they become! Hundreds of rounds, thousands of rounds... even tens of thousands of rounds!
Qin Ming finally left traces on Xing Tian's body, his skin was bruised and his bones were broken. Xing Tian also shattered the king's way, ignoring the power of the thunder tide, shaking Qin Ming's blood.
The wonderful peak battlefield made all the spectators excited and terrified. No matter how they viewed Qin Ming and this battle before, they were all fascinated by it at this moment, completely forgetting everything else . It is a blessing to be able to appreciate such a real battle in this chaotic era and in this dangerous world.
Generally speaking, a battle of this level will end quickly, because the consumption is too high and they are both peak powerhouses. Any slight mistake may lead to fatal consequences. However, Qin Ming and Xing Tian are evenly matched. Inseparable, inseparable, frenzied culling for three hours has not yet ended the trend.
In fact, the most shocking ones are the powerhouses of the Demon Realm. The Demon Race has always looked down on the Human Race and the Monster Race, and they even disdain the so-called Tianjiao and Alien Beasts outside. They have witnessed the rise of Xing Tian and know Xing Tian's strength. On the soul, they speculated that Qin Ming would have a wonderful battle with Xing Tian, but it should be Qin Ming who was embarrassed, but Qin Ming spent three hours gradually changing the understanding of all the strong demons. It turns out that there are really strong people in the human race who can counter Xingtian. It turns out that in addition to the power of the primordial, there is also the eternal kingly way that can resist the power of Xingtian in ancient times. It turns out that Qin Ming's power to rule the world has not been exaggerated.
finally…
"World-destroying feast!" Qin Ming boiled endless thunderstorms, with the thunder source pearl as the source, the overwhelming crit, enveloped the entire Wangtian Bridge. These thunderbolts, which are enough to destroy powerful opponents, cannot hurt Xing Tian at all, but they can bring heavy pressure to Xing Tian. After all, it is one thing not to be hurt. The bombardment can still restrict Xing Tian's power.
The Wangtian Bridge, which stretched for 10,000 meters, collapsed at this moment, and the boulders were tumbling, but they did not fall, but floated everywhere.
Xing Tian danced wildly and let out a roar that shook the space. Within a radius of tens of thousands of meters, the dead space suddenly rioted! Streams of black energy gathered from all directions, forming silhouettes of trolls one after another around him. This is not a soul, let alone energy, but a kind of idea, which is the descendants of all the direct bloodlines of the Xingtian Zhan Clan for tens of thousands of years The thoughts left over from praying at the Wangtian Bridge are imprisoned by the special space around the Wangtian Bridge and preserved.
Xing Tian has been cultivating here since he was ten years old. He felt the existence of this force, and spent twenty years controlling these seemingly real and illusory forces, and deduced a set of exclusive magic skills.
More than 4,000 troll silhouettes were densely formed around them, all in a kneeling posture, with their heads hanging down. The dull and vast murmur echoed in the dark space, ignoring the shackles of time, the scene was very spectacular.
The violent and murderous demons in the impression of all living beings are actually kneeling down
Across the endless darkness, they seem to be able to clearly feel their devotion!
This scene made the powerhouses from all sides watching the battle feel unbelievable. Even Xingtian God of War frowned slightly. He didn't even know that Xingtian had such a set of magic skills.
"Wow!!" Xing Tian roared again, his long hair fluttering, his clothes fluttering, the voice came from the soul, and the mighty dark space. More than 4,000 trolls raised their heads one after another, and their pious murmurs turned into a strong catharsis. The waves of voices boiled and densely blended together, forming a huge frenzy that shook the sky, ignoring the rioting thunder, and swept across the sky. The sky was full of golden light, intertwined into a pair of blood red eyes in an instant, and when they appeared in front of Qin Ming, they froze suddenly.
This is an attack different from energy, let alone an attack of the soul, but a riot of thoughts. In an instant, more than 4,000 trolls broke into it and roared, setting off an endless frenzy.
"Ah!!" Qin Ming was caught off guard, hugging his head and screaming.
what happened? Everyone was stunned, they didn't understand what happened, let alone what kind of offensive Xing Tian launched, they might clearly feel Qin Ming's pain.
Xing Tian stormed into the sky on a dark frenzy, his body was boiling with fierce magic power, his blood was burning, his soul roared, the power of ancient Xing Tian filled his entire right arm, and he moved forward rampantly, as far as the depth of the golden light.
Qin Ming held his head tightly, his head seemed to be split open, his consciousness was completely confused, like countless trolls turned his mind into a sacrificial field, and his body couldn't help shaking violently.
Xing Tian came in an instant, and his slightly trembling fist burst into a destructive power, and he took Qin Ming's head straight. The long hair danced wildly, like a chain crit, resisting the thunder and lightning all over Qin Ming's body.
In the nick of time, Qin Ming stopped abruptly, the flickering demon flower at the center of his brow fully bloomed, and the hidden eye finally opened at this moment.
The eternal kingly way, the heaven-shaking way!
There was a loud bang, Qin Ming opened his eyes, as if the universe was cracking, as if the whole world was shaking at this moment, the distant sky pillars could not suppress the vibration, climbed up densely packed cracks, and the dull clicking sound spread throughout the dark space.
The secrets of laws, nightmares, collapse, killing, etc., the twenty-two secrets converged at this moment, and the confusion in the consciousness was stirred up in an instant. Facing Xing Tian brazenly.
Boom! !
Xing Tian launched a powerful crit attack, as if communicating with time and space, and resonating with his ancestors, but... this blow seemed to have entered a world of cholera, into a space of order, where terrifying mysteries blended and collided, and in a flash Suddenly, he rushed towards his violent fist.
Rumble! The entire sky was in riots, the golden light was flying across the space, and the demonic energy was boiling, like a thousand rivers out of control, and a wave of energy that was close to Tianwei descended overwhelmingly. Although the strong spectators from all sides have adapted to the energy of Qin Ming's battle with Xing Tian, their bodies are still tense in pain at this moment, and their souls are trembling uncontrollably.
Xing Tian completely lost control of his body, tumbling and falling rapidly, smashing dozens of boulders one after another, and falling into the dead space. It wasn't until he stood up again, shaking off the boiling frenzy, that everyone could clearly see the condition of his body. The body on the right was bloody and bloody, and he could clearly see the throbbing internal organs inside, as well as the terrifying energy filled inside. The right arm and the right arm exposed dense white bones, with a little bit of minced meat hanging on them, which was shocking.
The audience was in an uproar, watching this scene in disbelief, Xing Tian lost