now.
Su Chen used them all.
Added together, there are two trillion dragon powers.
How can the "Mantra of the Great" under this number be so terrifying
Moreover, Su Chen has understood the word "Tao" in "The Great Emperor's Mantra" to the extreme, and its power is even more terrifying to the extreme.
above.
It was like a tengu coming, biting hard in mid-air.
A deep and endless big hole, hanging high, seeing through the void, the real void, and the absolute space.
The word 'Tao' is located in the middle of the big cave, shining with a psychedelic, strange, thick, vicissitudes and ancient light.
The word 'Dao', with its sharp pen and sharp breath, is domineering across the sky, like a supreme artifact from the divine realm above the nine heavens, locking onto Yi Ziyu below, carrying the supreme The mighty power of God came down heavily.
"Kakaka..."
At that moment, below, in front of the Tianzi No. 1 secret room, it began to collapse! ! !
The extremely hard rock ground has obviously existed intact for countless years, and can be traced back to ancient and ancient times.
But at this time, cracks still appeared, like a terrifying giant monster buried underground. It was roaring, roaring, and struggling...
The cracks in the ground spread and extended crazily.
The cracks in the ground are deep and bottomless, as if they can swallow everything.
The faces of the people on Zulong Island who were standing on the rocky ground looking on were so pale that they looked as if they had been smeared with flour.
One by one, they were running away frantically, breathing heavily, and desperate!
Only Yi Ziyu, in the middle, was the one who was targeted and couldn't escape at all.
Yi Ziyu's face was solemn, frightened, unbelievable, and frozen to the extreme. He raised his head tremblingly and looked at the word 'Dao' above his head.
Then.
"I... I can't lose!!! I can't die!" Yi Ziyu gritted his teeth tightly, and his teeth were on the verge of breaking. Sweat dripped down his pale face, and a crazy desire to survive surged throughout his body.
He took a deep breath.
Then, he circulated the profound energy crazily.
At this moment, if anyone could see Yi Ziyu's Dantian, they would see that his Dantian was spinning at a shocking speed.
The condensed, pure, and mighty profound energy flow was like a supreme divine dragon, flowing from Yi Ziyu's dantian to every meridian in his body.
Finally, they gathered on Yi Ziyu's right hand.
clear and distinct.
Yi Ziyu's right hand began to tremble, and there was a terrifying aura of destruction.
There are even more rays of light lingering on Yi Ziyu's right hand, constantly gathering, layer by layer, layer by layer, covering countless layers, as thick and dazzling as light armor.
""Eight Desolate Emperor Fist"!!! Break it for me!" Then, Yi Ziyu suddenly raised his head, his eyes locked on the invincible word 'Dao' in the sky, and then roared.
The roar fell.
Punch out.
That punch surged through the air from Yi Ziyu's right hand, rising up in the wind. It was extremely dazzling, and with the piercing white light, it rushed upward, annihilating the air fragments and space fragments along the way, and crushing all the Void, absolute space turbulence.
That fist seal carries the power of thirteen laws including the Great Yin-Yang Law, the Great Power Law, the Great Sky-reaching Law, the Great Speed Law, and the Great Mysterious Breaking Law.
This punch.
Very strong.
It was Yi Ziyu who punched with all his strength.
For example, "Eight Desolate Emperor Fist", it is rumored that this is a martial art created by a great emperor of the world. Of course, there is only one style, the worst one, and there are several more styles after that. Yi Ziyu is not qualified to get it.
But this is the case, just such a move, it was also created by the emperor himself, it is extremely powerful.
In order to practice the "Eight Desolate Emperor Fist", Yi Ziyu spent a full 470 years in seclusion and prepared more than 9,000 genius treasures. It was only under the protection of his father that he managed to practice successfully.
It took thousands of years to perfect.
But even so, he doesn't use this move very much, because although this move is powerful, it consumes a lot of energy.
Unless he was pushed to the extreme, he would definitely not use it.
Huhuhu…
As the fist marks of the Eight Desolate Emperor Fist surged upward into the sky! ! !
The shape of the fist seal was enlarging crazily.
From the beginning, it was only a few centimeters in diameter. At this moment, it has reached the sky and is below the word "道". It has enlarged to a diameter of thousands of meters, which is almost as big as the word "道".
For a moment, everyone below raised their heads in confusion and looked toward the sky.
Above the sky, the word 'Dao' and the fist seal are like two sacred mountains shining with billions of divine lights.
Shock everything.
Cover everything.
So tyrannical that you can’t breathe…
Under everyone's gaze.
boom! ! !
The two seem to have spirits.
Both are fearless.
Hit.
The shocking and vast sound seemed to be the most terrifying storm in the history of the Great Luo Sea.
Sweeping waves.
Above the sky, everything was in ruins.
It was like a wooden house that had been set on fire. It was in a mess. There were dilapidated and broken messes everywhere.
All kinds of fragments of void, real void, and absolute space are collapsing, collapsing and escaping layer upon layer.
The dazzling light spread crazily, like a surging tsunami, trying to drown everything.
The strongest collision breath flow is rolling in all directions.
Everywhere you go.
Everything is annihilation.
Below, Zulong Island seemed to be trembling.
On Zulong Island, there are many old trees, flowers, plants, genius treasures, etc. At this moment, they are all swaying and trembling, as if they know that the end is coming.
And those dragon clan members from the Law Enforcement Hall and Haijing Hall on Zulong Island are all desperate to release their true bodies!
Not only that, he also used all his strength to drive his profound energy to strengthen the armor scales of his body. Only in this way can he have the slightest confidence to withstand the collision between the Eight Desolate Emperor Fist and the word 'Dao'.
That's this moment.
"Die!" Yi Ziyu suddenly shouted, his voice was high-pitched and solemn. At this moment, he only had one thought: kill Su Chen, kill! kill! ! kill! ! !
Su Chen is too dangerous.
It was so dangerous that he felt extremely frightened.
He couldn't even wait to see the outcome of the Bahuang Emperor Fist and the word 'Tao'.
The one who is anxious is a sword.
This sword is very strange, the sword light is long, thin and bright.
It's like a thread that reaches the sky and the earth.
Purple and white color.
The sword light fluctuates, but it penetrates everything! ! ! Disappear into nothingness! Without a trace! Silent!
This sword is called "Purple Blood Sword".
A very profound set of swordsmanship.
This set of swordsmanship is a pseudo-god-level existence.
This is the most profound martial skill that Yi Ziyu has mastered, other than the "Eight Desolate Emperor Fist".
Moreover, compared to the "Eight Desolate Emperor Fist", he has practiced this sword to perfection.
What's more, when he struck this sword just now, the sword charm increased.
A dozen avenue rules have also been added.