Chapter 677

In the emptiness, the alien monk stood like an ordinary man in a robe.

He looks very tall, at least more than three meters high. Standing there like a little giant, he is very huge.

The breath on his body is even more terrible. Although it is not as good as Philip, it is also equivalent to the enlightened one. It is also the highest level of heaven.

Of course, what Philip cares about is not each other's accomplishments, but the same thing in front of each other.

That is the shadow of a fairy clock.

The endless Tao is flying, and the runes in it fall endlessly. There are countless combinations, forming a fairy clock that seems illusory.

"Is this... Fairy clock?"

Standing in nothingness, Philip looked at the empty shadow of the fairy bell in front of the alien friar, and his face was a little dignified.

"No, No."

As soon as he began to ask questions, he shook his head: "it's not a real fairy clock, it's just a branded Tao. It's the condensation of runes once extracted from the fairy clock?"

"Good."

On one side, the voice of the enlightened one came, and now the voice was more relaxed: "the virtual shadow of the immortal bell was once a living immortal God who observed the heavenly magic weapon of the immortal bell, engraved the runes and Tao rules in it, and then condensed by the means of the immortal god. It can be regarded as an immortal forbidden weapon."

"The power branded by the fairy bell is naturally not as good as the real fairy bell, but it also has more than half of the power of the fairy bell."

"Lord of the Star Alliance, you are lucky to be able to experience the power of two divine soldiers."

"Oh......"

Philip looked around and looked at the open sky sword in front of the mingzun and the immortal bell mark in front of the alien friar. He couldn't help laughing: "you're well prepared."

"It seems that as early as the previous agreement, you have been ready. After you want to lose the trunk of haohuazong, you will do me too."

"That's it."

Listening to Philip's words, the enlightened master also smiled: "don't you also want to solve Lord Haohua and then take me out of my hand to win the open sky sword?"

"If so, why blame me?"

"Indeed."

Philip sighed, then raised his head and smiled. "But that's just right."

"What?"

The enlightened master was curious and asked.

"Just in time, two people show up together, which saves me from looking for them one by one."

Philip opened his mouth and looked forward to him. There was an invisible dignity and domineering between his eyebrows, as if he looked at the people in front of him and looked down: "if I solve you together, I can not only harvest the Heavenly Sword, but also seize the immortal bell brand."

"That's good."

"What a big breath."

Aside, the alien monk opened his mouth coldly and looked at Philip in front of him with a sneer: "I saw your fight with another person before. How much power do you have now?"

His language is very strange. It is a language different from the previous world. It is harsh with his tone.

However, this does not prevent them from understanding. After all, at the level of supreme God, language has not been an obstacle to limiting communication for a long time.

"Then try it."

Philip smiled and then spread his arms.

On his body, the original slate is displayed, and there are many textures and marks on it.

For a moment, those marks seemed to come alive, and seemed to recover completely under the blessing of the original power of the original world.

King of gold, king of black, king of crimson, king of dusk

In the past, the kings who left traces in the initial world and imprinted on the original slate began to recover, spontaneously appeared under the urging of the original force of the initial world, emerged their images around and reproduced their power.

Every king who has left a mark in the initial space in the past, most of his strength is at the peak level of level 7, and even at the urging of Philip at the moment, he can reach level 8.

The enlightened master looked around, and his face suddenly changed slightly.

For them, the ordinary seventh level peak or even the eighth level is nothing.

But there are too many figures manifesting around at the moment.

How many kings have appeared in the past in the initial world?

I'm afraid few people can answer this question.

But I'm afraid there are hundreds of them casually.

At this moment, the images of these former kings are revealed one by one, which directly affects the Tao principles in this area. Like an army formed by at least seven peak strongmen, they condense a huge force.

More importantly, the original power of the initial world is blessed here, so that the power of these former kings converges into a point, as if they were a whole.

Its power suddenly changed.

The faces of the enlightened one and the foreign friars changed slightly. At this moment, there was a bad feeling in their hearts.

Before they could say anything, more changes began to show.

Ahead, when Philip raised his head again, their feeling suddenly changed.

Boom!

The four directions were roaring, and a powerful breath came here and began to rage.

When Philip looked up again, he was like a high heaven and a world consciousness, representing the vast power of the whole world.

"In the name of heaven."

The indifferent voice sounded here without any emotional fluctuation.

In nothingness, Philip spoke faintly, his face was indifferent, like a king, giving judgment: "those who dare to commit crimes should die."

Light words fall.

The surrounding scene suddenly changed.

In this nothingness, thunder and fire were surging, and the vast Tao was manifested. It rushed towards the enlightened ones like a tide, almost drowning them.

The Heavenly Sword shines, and the fairy bell blooms and rings, protecting the two people.

But that terrible force was also charging, and for a moment, it suppressed two magic soldiers.

Different from Chen Heng himself, Philip's power comes from the initial world itself. He himself is the embodiment and representative of that world and can mobilize the original power belonging to that world.

At the moment, with all the strength, if you directly mobilize the whole world to smash people and fight.

In this competition, Kaitian sword and Xianzhong may not lose to the initial world in terms of power, but they are too far away in terms of quantity.

After all, what manipulates them at the moment is not the real immortal, but only two characters equivalent to the Ninth level.

Level 9. Although the strength of this level is good, it also depends on who it is compared with.

Compared with the whole world, their strength is nothing at once. Even if their divine power is spared, what happens?

How can it be compared with a vast world.

You know, even in many big worlds, the volume of the initial world is not weak, but it is extremely powerful in many worlds experienced by Chen Heng.

At this moment, once it breaks out, its power is unimaginable.

A bad thought arose in the heart of the enlightened one.

In front of him, Kai Tianjian rushed forward under his control, trying to break through Philip's power suppression, but under the eyes of that pair of indifferent and incomparable, like the world consciousness itself, he could only fall powerlessly and could not resist at all.

This is not a level competition.

"He deliberately hid his power before?"

The enlightened one finally realized what was wrong.

In the past, he has observed the first confrontation between Philip and Chen Heng.

In that confrontation, both of them had fought at the immortal level, but finally restrained each other, didn't fight, and tried their best to fight.

Because of that war, he subconsciously thought that the strength between Philip and Chen Heng should be between Bozhong, and even Lord Haohua may be stronger.

Otherwise, Philip should have suppressed Lord Haohua and unified the world as early as that year.

However, at this moment, feeling Philip's efforts, the enlightened master finally realized that it was wrong.

Philip's power is far more powerful than he thought.

At that time, Lord Haohua awakened that the power of immortals had been extremely strong when he shot, which made the Ming Zun feel a little palpitating.

However, compared with the strength Philip is showing at the moment, it is nothing.

All kinds of thoughts in my heart skipped, but in front of me, the terrible way used like a tide is still breaking out.

In front of him, under the gaze of the enlightened one, Philip stretched out his hand, clapped one palm down quickly and clapped it towards the front.

Boom!

The power of terror was suppressed and photographed directly at him.

It's just a palm, but it seems as huge as the world. The weight of that kind of terror can't be imagined if it's not faced in person.

"Ah!"

A terrible cry broke out.

On the side of the enlightened one, the immortal Zhong Zhenming sheltered the alien friars behind him, but there were still some omissions.

A light broke through the barrier of the fairy clock and directly entered it, breaking the body of the alien friar into a large piece of flesh and blood.

"Mingzun, you lied to me!"

In a piece of flesh and blood wreckage, the body of the alien friar is recovering, blooming majestic Qi and blood.

In the process, he was also yelling, looking at the eyes of the enlightened one, extremely angry.

Obviously, he thought the enlightened one had deceived him.

Where is the reincarnation of an immortal God? It is clearly a real immortal God.

In front of him, even Xianzhong couldn't completely protect him, and he might fall at any time.

In the face of such dangers, he finally felt a retreat and wanted to leave.

But by this time, it was obviously too late.

One side, feeling Philip's terror and prestige ahead, the enlightened one was cruel in his heart and directly activated the mark in his body.

On one side, the fairy bell rang and made a clear sound.

Then, under Philip's unexpected gaze, the immortal Bell's brand bloomed with great brilliance, and finally directly coerced the alien Friar and hit him hard.

Bang!

The huge glory shocked, and everything here disappeared.