Chapter 4815: Destroy Seven Deities with One Punch
"call out!"
As the second target's body exploded and turned into blood mist, the black mist clone waved his hand immediately, and a majestic and invisible energy rolled out from his body, covering a radius of thousands of miles.
All the majestic blood mist that had just spread was swept up by him, and was collected into his body, waiting to be sent to the bottom of the central volcano in the space inside the cauldron after the war, and he began to condense the blood essence!
This time, he still only used half a breath. After succeeding in one blow, the figure of the black mist clone disappeared again in the blink of an eye.
This scene frightened the other ancient powers.
There are only twenty-five of them in total, and now two of them have been killed in less than three breaths, just like chopping vegetables and melons. If this continues, it is clear that they will be wiped out in less than half a stick of incense. ah.
It's obviously not possible to continue like this, and they will all be defeated in a short period of time.
With these thoughts flashing through their minds, the remaining twenty-three ancient powerful men turned their heads to look at each other in shock, exchanging glances with each other.
"call out!"
Before they could communicate with each other, with the faint sound of breaking through the sky, the black mist clone, which was only about ten feet tall, was hundreds of millions of miles away in the other direction in the blink of an eye, and happened to appear at The right side of the figure of the third ancient powerful figure...
"Violent..."
This time, the ancient powerful man sensed the approaching crisis immediately. Before the Black Mist clone could take action, his figure suddenly trembled. Under the combination of fear and fear, he raised his head and let out a scream of incomparable cruelty. The sound of howling…
"boom!"
"Pfft..."
Unfortunately, all this changes nothing at all.
Before his violent roar had subsided, the Black Mist clone had already taken action. He still punched out with a simple punch, hitting the right shoulder of this ancient powerful man.
There was no suspense in the next scene. After the huge explosion, a dull pop was heard. The entire body of this ancient power turned into a rapidly spreading blood-red mist in the blink of an eye...
"call out!"
This was already the third target. Still unable to withstand the blow of the Black Mist clone, the entire body exploded into blood mist and the Black Mist clone waved his hand immediately.
A majestic and invisible energy rolled out from his body, covering thousands of miles in radius, and the majestic blood mist that had just spread was swept away by him.
Take it into your body and send it to the bottom of the central volcano in the cauldron space after the war to start condensing the blood essence...
In a short period of time, three powerful ancient powers fell. Their bodies exploded and turned into blood mist and were collected by black mist clones. Their bodies and spirits were destroyed. Not even a hair of such a powerful existence was left behind.
"Roar!"
"Violent!"
"Rough, ruthless..."
All of this was so terrifying that the remaining twenty-two ancient powerful men were already heartbroken. They roared and roared in horror, and subconsciously gathered together, wanting to hug each other for warmth.
At the same time, a series of voices of divine consciousness filled with fear and horror also sounded instantly, echoing endlessly in the hundreds of millions of miles of enclosed void shrouded by the nine-color flame sea...
"Damn it, this is the rhythm that will kill us all..."
"Everyone gather here, we can't let him defeat each other like this anymore, otherwise none of us will be able to escape, and we will all perish here today."
"Is it useful to get together? The gap in strength here is like a natural chasm, which is simply insurmountable. But at this moment, the surrounding void is shrouded in Shennong's sea of flames, and there is no way to escape. This time, we are trapped in a certain death The situation is over…”
"Master of the Demon Palace, is there no room for maneuver in what happened today? There is no irresolvable grudge between us. We can sit down and talk about everything..."
"Yes, our Star Alliance does not have to be independent from the Demon Palace. It was just an impulse of the Blood-devouring War Lion before. We guarantee that we can convince him to let the Star Alliance return to the embrace of the Demon Palace."
"Yes, from now on, there will definitely be no dissent..."
Speaking later, the tone of these twenty-two ancient powerful men already revealed the meaning of pleading. The powerful ancestors are now begging for mercy, which shows how strong the terror and despair are in their hearts...
However, it is impossible for all this to impress Ye Xuan.
At this time, he was standing in the void of the universe hundreds of millions of miles away. His figure was still only a few feet tall, but what spread out from his small figure was a kind of Ba that dominated the world and could not show off. Ling Zhiyi looks down upon the world!
Hearing the pleading words of these poor people, a flash of contempt and ridicule flashed in the eyes of the Black Mist clone, and he responded in a low voice: "No need, the Demon Palace does not allow anyone to come and leave whenever they want. Wherever you go, you only have one chance, and I have already given it to you. Since you give up, there is only one end... death!"
"call out!"
Before the last word "death" was written, his figure had mysteriously disappeared again in a sharp sound that broke through the air.
When he reappeared in less than half a breath, he had already spanned a distance of hundreds of millions of miles in the void and appeared in front of these ancient powers...
In a short period of time, the twenty-two ancient powerful men who had still survived had gathered together in endless fear, like frightened trapped animals, huddled together in a corner for warmth.
Now, the black mist clone shot away in a flash, without any intention of avoiding it, and rushed directly in front of these guys.
After the figure came to an abrupt stop, a cold light flashed in the eyes of the black mist clone, and he immediately punched out.
At the same time, an overbearing voice of divine consciousness also resounded through the trapped void: "Don't you want to get together to get warm? That's good, but it saves this temple the trouble, just... And to kill them is..."
"boom!"
"Rumble..."
Before the voice of divine consciousness fell, the black mist clone stretched out his arms and punched out. This time, he used all his strength, the energy was raging, the momentum was so majestic, and the void was exploded wherever the fist passed. The thunder roared and it shattered every inch.
This is clearly a rhythm that will kill all the twenty-two ancient powerful men with one punch.
Among this group of guys, the existences with the strongest cultivation base are just two half-step desolate masters of the ninth level of great perfection of the ancient power.
But now the black mist clone is a seventh-level desolate master. Even if they are one against twenty-two, if they don't dodge, this punch will be enough to annihilate them all in one blow...
"Roar!"
"Violent!"
"Rough, ruthless..."
"Madman! This guy is a madman..."
"Oh my God, I actually plan to kill twenty-two ancient powerful figures with one punch. Such terrifying methods of killing have never been heard of in that distant ancient era. This is a true killing god..."
"Run away, why are you still standing here?"
"I just said that the difference in strength is too great. Even if we get together, it doesn't make any sense. As the other party said, in this way, it will save him trouble. This is obviously a one-punch attack. The rhythm of annihilating us all..."
"Violent! Why is this happening? I am not willing to accept it..."
(End of chapter)