The Invincible Big Shot Is About To Be Born

At this moment, everyone was staring at the forty-nine totems in the sky, forgetting where they were.

At this moment, the light of forty-nine totems is comparable to forty-nine suns.

At this moment, the starlight in the starry sky was completely covered by the forty-nine totems.

"Forty-nine totems!" Huangfu Shi and Yao Kai were so shocked that they could no longer feel their hearts beating.

Chi Mingtian, Han Mo, Hei Yao, and the twelve destiny god kings all had blank minds.

Even the Great Sword Evil Emperor, Giant Spirit and Boss were all left in shock.

Forty-nine totems, there are still people in this world who have condensed forty-nine totems!

What kind of monsters are these master and servant?

This can no longer be called a monster.

Forty-nine totems, standing in the void, immortal from ancient times, exuding the flames of the prehistoric dragon, swallowing the heavens, the surrounding starry sky was originally rolling, and the boiling air flow stopped rolling at some point, stopped boiling, completely stopped .

The Great Sword Evil Emperor, the giant giant monster and others discovered that their attacks had started to slow down.

Lu Yiping stood with his hands behind his back, the light blue figure under the forty-nine totems, the hunting sound resounded, and there was a palpitating chill in his indifferent eyes.

When the great leader of the Purple Devil Clan, the Great Sword Evil Emperor, the giant monster and hundreds of millions of strong men came in front of him, Lu Yiping moved and punched out.

Boom!

When Lu Yiping punched out, it seemed to hit the deepest part of the heart of the world, and there was a loud bang. This loud bang resounded through countless planes around. The reporter only felt that this punch hit the deepest part of his heart.

As Lu Yiping punched out, two billowing fist marks burst out of the air, rolling up huge waves and turning into a monstrous river.

Forty-nine totems surged with light, and their power merged into the two giant rivers of fist prints.

These two huge rivers of fist prints are shining from time to time, with the shadows of gods up and down in them, and the ancient sages discussing Taoism in them, and they have everything in the world.

The giant river deduces all the power of heaven and earth.

The Great Sword Evil Emperor, the giant monster, and others cannot describe the shock of these two giant rivers of fist prints. They only feel that these two giant rivers of fist prints are the ultimate power of heaven and earth!

The power contained in this giant river of fist prints has surpassed the scope of their comprehension, and it no longer belongs to the power of this world, to be precise, it does not belong to the power of this lower realm.

boom!

The giant river of fist prints carried forty-nine totems, and the vast and boundless power collided with the power of the evil emperor of the sword, the giant monster, hundreds of millions of ancient gods, and tens of millions of gods of destiny.

The loud bang was endless.

All that was left in everyone's mind was the rumbling sound.

The surrounding planes were constantly beating by the bang. From a distance, these planes seemed to be suffering from convulsions.

The two huge rivers of fist prints collided with the power of Dao Xiehuang and others, plowing away the power of Dao Xiehuang and others, constantly sprinting forward, and constantly approaching the hundreds of millions of powerful Dao Xiehuang.

Unstoppable!

This is everyone's first feeling.

In the world, there is no one, no power, who can stop these two giant rivers of fist prints.

The power of hundreds of millions of powerhouses of the Great Sword Evil Emperor is like the wind in front of these two huge rivers of giant seals! It's the breeze!

All the breezes were scattered, all blasted away, all blasted away.

Even thousands of miles away, the incomparably hot light of the giant river of fist prints has already reflected the face of hundreds of millions of powerhouses of the Great Sword Evil Emperor flushed red, like a soft persimmon about to be violently kneaded!

"Back!" The Great Sword Evil Emperor, the giant monster, Xuan Zu, and Cheng Zu screamed in horror at the masters behind them, and then ran away crazily, fleeing with all their strength, panicking. The ancient god in front of the old monsters, the god king couldn't dodge, and was knocked into the air by several people.

When Da Dao Xie Huang and others turned around and fled frantically, they heard a loud noise behind them.

This is the sound of the giant river of fist prints cutting through the starry sky.

The ziran sound became louder and louder, and finally, it covered all the sounds in the world.

One ancient god after another was plowed open, and one god king after another was blown away.

One after another totem was bombed.

One destiny after another was blown apart.

From a distance, these ancient gods, these god kings, are like bubbles, being constantly knocked away by two giant mountains moving at a high speed.

The screams sounded densely.

Perhaps it was too dense, these screams, mixed together, turned into a kind of rhythm of heaven and earth.

The Great Sword Evil Emperor, the giant monster, and the others felt the terrifying force approaching behind them. They couldn't help but turned their heads and saw two giant rivers of fist prints covering the starry sky.

Why is it so huge? !

Compared to before, these two giant rivers of fist prints seem to have grown several times, dozens of times!

The five Dao Xiehuang found that their speed was as slow as a turtle in front of this giant river of fist prints.

The five felt hopeless.

In the face of such power, no one does not despair.

When the seven Destiny God Kings were plowed open, then came the Eight Destiny God Kings, and then the Nine Destiny God Kings!

In the end, it was the old man Tianbei, the ten destiny god kings.

The fist print Juhe came before Sikong Nan, the master of the ancient shrine.

Sikong Nan looked at the giant river of fist prints that were getting bigger and bigger in front of him. Suddenly, for a moment, he didn't feel any fear. He only felt that the light of the fist prints was so soft, like the light of his mother.

In an instant, he was blown away by the light of the fist mark and lost consciousness.

After Sikong Nan, there are Eleven Destiny God Kings and Twelve Destiny God Kings.

In the end, the fist seal plowed away the five Dao Xiehuang and blasted them all the way to the end of the starry sky.

The waves of fists rolled incessantly, and suddenly, there was a huge explosion. It was the sound of an uninhabited planet being exploded.

After a long time, the fist wave dissipated and the sound of explosion stopped.

Lu Yiping withdrew his fists and stood with his hands behind his back.

Che Zipeng and Xu Teng were completely stunned, even the heavenly beasts were no exception. They only felt that the Patriarch's impact was so powerful that it charged hundreds of millions of ancient gods, and tens of thousands of god kings wanted to die.

Lu Yiping took a shot with one hand, brought the thirteenth-level destiny shot in front of him, and flicked it to Xu Teng for fusion. big boss.

Of course, Lu Yiping didn't let the chief of the Purple Devil Clan die so easily, so he just blasted him to death.

Looking at the dying leader of the Purple Demon Clan, Lu Yiping pointed at the center of his brow, and saw countless memory fragments flying out of his mind.

After a while, Lu Yiping looked at the fragments of his memory, and then squeezed it out of nothing.

With the help of Lu Yiping and Longjiao Jinniu, soon, Che Zipeng and Xu Teng successfully merged the Chaos Destiny and the thirteenth-level Destiny respectively. As for the other five Destinies, Lu Yiping did not waste them, and let the beasts take them all. Time to go back and fuse with the masters of Tiangong.

The destiny of birth can also be preserved, the higher the level of destiny, the longer it will be preserved.

(Third update at 9:00 p.m.)