Chapter 1682

"It's a little tricky."

The Panwu sage looked at Xia Ping appreciatively: "You were able to catch the old man's punch without dying, and you were not even seriously injured. You are the first one in eternity. The old man will do his best next time, don't die!" .”

As soon as the words fell, he shot instantly, as if he didn't intend to give Xia Ping a chance to rest and display his martial arts supernatural power - the first form of Pan Wushen Fist!

Boom~~

This punch was simply earth-shattering, the mountains and rivers were turned upside down, and the stars moved, as if a universe had been opened up, and the chaos collapsed, creating a terrifying vortex, just like the Big Bang.

Since then, many stars have been born in the universe, and hundreds of millions of races have multiplied. This punch contains the power of a black hole explosion, and even molecules will be blown into nothingness.

This punch has infinite power, it not only contains infinite destruction, but also gives birth to infinite vitality. The two forces merge with each other, just like the fusion of yin and yang, and the unity of heaven and earth.

"Very strong!"

Xia Ping felt like an ant in the vacuum of the universe. The surrounding stars exploded and destroyed. The power of the explosion was enough to blast him to death hundreds of times. How could manpower be compared with the nature of the universe.

However, he knew that this was just an illusion born of being overwhelmed by the opponent's fist intent. After all, the opponent only used the magic power of the golden core state, and it was impossible to cause this level of destructive power at all.

Stimulated by this, the Hell Golden Crow blood in his whole body boiled up, like an inextinguishable flame, getting stronger when it was stronger, and the terrifying Hell Golden Crow flame burst out from the depths of his mind, instantly burning away these illusions and dispelling fear.

His heart was beating like a star, instilling infinite power of flames, flowing into his limbs and bones, and his extraordinary strength and veins, which made him arouse endless courage and fearlessness.

The Great Yin and Yang smashed the palm of the monument!

Xia Ping operated martial arts supernatural powers, his hands turned into circles, forming Yin and Yang double seals, and he slapped them in the air with his palm, as if the Yin and Yang Qi merged into one, turning into a huge black and white grinding disc.

This palm seems to have grabbed the entire universe, determined the universe, divided yin and yang, and wanted to throw the universe out and smash it to the ground.

Boom boom boom! ! !

In an instant, the two forces collided together, as if two great universes were colliding, and countless stars were shattered, producing terrifying destructive energy, sweeping in all directions.

In just an instant, the martial arts hall was destroyed, razed to the ground, and turned into nothingness.

Both Xia Ping and Panwu Saint Projection were repulsed by this force at the same time, and they retreated hundreds of miles one after another, with blood tumbling in their bodies.

However, the projection of Pan Wu Shengren still did not give up, and rushed up again, dignifiedly, the second form of Pan Wu Shenquan - Epic!

With this punch, the whole world has undergone tremendous changes, blasting out a majestic picture scroll, this picture scroll contains everything, stars from birth, growth, prosperity, to destruction.

There are also many epic figures, such as saints, heroes, or emperors, each of which represents the trend of history, showing a magnificent history with waves and waves.

There is a vague atmosphere of ancient, vast, chaotic, etc., as if in this vast epic, any living being is extremely small and not worth mentioning.

Ordinary practitioners will be deprived of their minds in an instant just by touching this epic picture scroll, immersed in the endless epic, baptized by time, unable to extricate themselves.

Xia Ping also felt the same way. This punch was terrifying, as if pulling his soul into the epic. He turned himself into a mythical figure, fighting with the enemy with enthusiasm, and reaching the peak.

But deep in his mind is the tree of the world to stabilize the soul and fix the altar. No matter how the power of epic and time washes away, it cannot take away his will.

"kill!"

Xia Ping operated the Chaotic Thunder Technique, and a terrifying power of thunder calamity gushed out of his body. Thunder energy flowed through every meridian, making crackling noises, just like the thunder god came into the world.

Martial arts supernatural power - Lightning Fist!

He clenched his fists tightly, activated the power of thunder in his body, and rushed towards the epic picture scroll. Thousands of thunderbolts descended, exuding a destructive aura, trying to destroy each epic figure.

bang bang bang! ! !

This is like being judged. Each and every epic character possesses sins and is judged by the god of thunder. Five thunders strike the top, and immediately this epic picture scroll will be torn, smashed into pieces, and torn apart.

"good."

Panwu Saint's projection eyes showed a gleam of light. It seemed that Xia Ping could resist the second form of his Panwushen Fist, but at this time his aura had almost reached its peak.

Because he has been brewing for such a long time, just to perform the third form of Pan Martial God Fist - Doomsday!

This punch contained a terrifying and tragic momentum, destroying the dead, swallowing the eternity, tearing the world apart, and the stars fell, as if the entire universe had a big bang and came to the end.

Xia Ping could feel the horror of this punch. Under the collapse of the universe, even the stars that had existed for billions of years were aging, shattering, and turning into nothingness.

Even the so-called immortal sages fell quickly.

This cosmic void has turned into a dead silence, everything is sounding, and nothing exists anymore. This is the end, turning into nothingness, returning to heaven and earth, and even the gods fall.

Even Xia Ping felt the sadness and despair of Panwu Saint's emotions. It seemed that no matter what means could not save the universe from decay, disappearance, and perish.

Infected by such strong emotions, there is even a tendency to be world-weary and wish to commit suicide.

But when this emotion reached its peak, the golden crow blood in hell seemed to be stimulated in his body, and a ray of inextinguishable flame burst out, tearing apart the dark space, completely dispelling these negative emotions, and regaining his sanity.

"It's really a terrible boxing technique, but the collapse of the universe still can't kill me."

There was a gleam of light in Xia Ping's eyes, and there seemed to be dark golden runes shining in the depths of his pupils. A Hell Golden Crow emerged, and the power of the blood in his whole body burned like molten lava.

Stimulated by Sage Panwu, the Hell Golden Crow cells in his body were also crazily awakening, ten thousand, twenty thousand, fifty thousand, one hundred thousand... This also brought him infinite hell Golden Crow energy.

Hell Golden Crow Claw!

With a bang, he turned his palm into a claw, and a giant dark golden claw was blasted out. It was engraved with densely packed golden crow runes and hell runes, exuding an ancient, chaotic, and sacred atmosphere.

This giant claw blasted out and came to this dark and silent space, like a ray of light, tearing apart the dark vacuum, bringing endless hope and endowing endless vitality.

bang bang bang! ! !

The two forces collided crazily, like stars colliding, exploding continuously, shattering the void, clusters of energy spread wildly around, and the earth was shaken until huge deep pits appeared.

In just a few breaths, the area with a radius of tens of thousands of kilometers was bombarded beyond recognition.