MTL - Paradise of Demonic Gods-~ 1262 growth

On the other side, inside the door of creation, the Emperor of Heaven and the other people gradually reacted.

"Is it time to go back? A wide range of time back? Even the dead can be resurrected."

After all, the god-level nine masters have mastered some of the power of time, able to constantly recover their bodies.

But the scene in front of the resurrection from death, or a large-scale back in time, still surprised them.

"How can this be played?" God couldn't help but shouted: "Don't you have a price?"

The glaciers are staring at the direction of Fang Xingjian and Yan Feibai: "Look at Fang Xingjian, if he can't hold it, he will die."

The picking star was surprised: "He is burning his life? Fang Xingjian is desperate, and he is pushed to the limit."

The strong people from the Central World naturally control the method of life conversion. They almost feel this strange fluctuation while the life of Fang Xingjian is burning.

On the other side, Fang Xingjian, with the fierce burning of life, transforms, his martial will will grow rapidly.

100,000...120,000...150,000...

Along with the growth of the will of the martial arts, the space around the four could not adapt to the existence of such a powerful force, and soon began to break and began to dissipate.

The emptiness of black spread from the body of Fang Xingjian, and his own body is broken and cracked like a porcelain doll.

Seeing this scene, Yan Feibai frowned, and the constant improvement of the other side gave him a bad feeling. Even if he was more confident, he did not intend to let Fang Xingjian continue to improve.

Then he saw that he pointed out, and it was the speed of light! hope! pass! broadcast!

Absolute zero is spreading all the way to Fang Xingjian, but even the extreme state of the universe can no longer help Fang Xingjian. The zero breath is just as close to the black void of Fang Xingjian, it is immediately forced to retreat, and the virtual air is restored. Active state, then crushed by pure power.

Fang Xingjian's black breath is more and more, the whole person is gradually wrapped in layers of black void, the martial arts will almost never stop the rapid increase.

160,000...180,000...200,000...

In the high-dimensional space and time that cannot be observed by optical angle, the burning of life is more and more intense. Fang Xingjian can feel the various kinds of collapsed dimensions, open quantum foam, and even some projections from other timelines. The endless power has been poured into his body, and the martial arts will break through to 200,000 points.

The power has completely lost control, and the last glimpse of the body has completely dissipated. The whole person of Fang Xingjian has turned into a vague black shadow, and can only barely see a little human form.

Fang Xingjian's mastery of power is still not comparable to Yan Feibai, who has been practicing for many years in the comet. Although the power of 200,000 points of martial arts is still worse than that of Yan Feibai, he is unable to fully control it.

It can be said that there is a 200,000-point martial arts sword at the moment, even if he tries his best to collect the power of the body, his existence is still destroying the foundation of the existence of the entire universe.

Even if he is standing here and motionless, the time and space of this universe is still shrinking, and one day it will be completely destroyed.

This is also the reason why Fang Xingjian has been reluctant to use this trick. The power of more than 90,000 martial arts will exceed his mastery. He cannot bring this power back to his own world, because he will lead to the demise of the whole world. .

It can be said that even if Yan Baibai is defeated, he can only leave the Emperor's projection in this universe, waiting for the universe to die, and then change the universe.

Although the 200,000 martial arts will still not exceed the strength of Yan Feibai, but in a short period of time turned over so many times, still let the eyes of Yan Fei white secretly scared.

"What is this exercise? Can it be improved in a short period of time?"

"Can't let him go on."

Yan Fei white eyes condensed, the eternal furnace in the body started again.

The eternal **** furnace is a method of swallowing stars and using the power of stars to promote the body of the comet.

To know that the physical characteristics of the comet and the blood of the comet have an incredible conversion rate, even among the entire multiverse is among the best.

Even if you don't have the martial arts of practicing the eternal furnace, you can rely on the physique of the comet to sunbathe the sun every day. You can have the ability to push the continent, sprint for hundreds of times, and withstand the impact of asteroids.

Once the eternal furnace is cultivated, the stars are absorbed into the body to exert the power of the comet, and its power has reached an incredible realm.

At this moment, after Yan Feibai launched the Eternal God Furnace, his momentum immediately surpassed Fang Xingjian. With the glare of the white light on his body, he was boxing out, it was the speed of light speed boxing lightning speed 80%!

There are no bells and whistles, no tricks, no more special effects. At this moment, Yan Feibai’s fist is blasted with the most powerful power and the fastest speed!

How terrible is the fist that is really driven at 80% speed of light?

Each punch can collapse the star, each punch can tear the star river, each punch can evaporate a black hole!

And Yan Feibai’s fist at the moment is more than a punch.

Booming and banging! The glaring white light flashed out from Yan Feibai's body, and the 80% speed of light fist turned into a dense white light that blew toward the body of Fang Xingjian.

boom! The double fists collided and the broken space spread from the two men's double fists.

Yan Feibai kicked out, 80% of the speed of light kicking with the earth's impact on the sun's momentum to draw a piece of broken void, and Fang Xingjian's knees slammed together, instantly shattered the space of a thousand miles.

The emptiness of black and the fist of Yan Feibai slammed together again and again, and the fragmentation of the space was once again intensified. The battlefields of the two men were completely wrapped in the black void, and only the white feathers of the incandescent color were left and left. Lightning speed speed punches once and again with the imaginary body of Fang Xingjian.

The gates of creation have been retreating and retreating. In the face of the battlefield where space is broken and broken, they can only choose to retreat.

"Fang Xingjian's body can't be observed." The Emperor's curse is heavy and heavy: "But Yan Feibai still retains the material structure. From the light waves on his body, it is still possible to judge the form of fighting between the two sides."

"Fang Xingjian has been suppressed, but..." The Glacier is somewhat awkward, somewhat incredible, and somewhat treacherous: "But his martial arts will seem to be improving, and I can feel his life is burning."

"Why is this happening? Burning for such a long time, even if tens of thousands of years have said that life is not converted?" God shocked back: "How long is his life?"