Chapter 204 Evil Giant

Thousands of combat power are legendary forces, and every time you stand up, you can dominate the world. One punch and one palm, one finger and one step can destroy the world.

Xu Le's force was invincible, and his power was driven to the limit. He killed hundreds of people with one punch, just like a vicious demon. No one can resist, and the death and injury are tragic.

"Quickly, summon the ancestor."

A sad sound sounded, and a beam of light rose on a warship behind it, which went straight to the sky and seemed to link to another space world. The breath of terror emanated from the teleportation array, as if a peerless giant was coming here.

Xu Le was keenly inspired. He opened his mouth and sucked, and blood dragons rushed into the 'graves of the kings' force field and were refined by the fire of the spirit. He stepped out and came to the summoning array. He saw a hundred saint-level disciples hosting the array, and the spiritual stones in his hand kept hitting the eyes of the array. There are also more than 200 saint-level disciples forming an offensive and defensive array, all of which look serious and ready to meet the cruel mortal battle.

"Even if he dies, he will hold him back. As long as the ancestor comes, he will definitely die."

The strongest martial arts cultivation is a girl-like old witch. She has experienced the destruction of years. Even if her face is delicate, her eyes have experienced vicissitudes and see through the secular world.

She suddenly attacked from behind, and the sword in her hand inspired thousands of sword flowers. Every sword flower is like hibiscus coming out of the water, and the peonies are gorgeous, extremely gorgeous and full of killing.

"Crying Bloody Song."

The thousand sword flowers changed in an instant, the flowers dripped blood, full of the smell of blood, and the sound of death sounded, as if they were elegy for a strong man.

"What a good sword skill." Xu Le's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands to 'sword burial', burying the world's swordsmanship and swallowing the world's swordsmanship.

The combat effectiveness has broken through thousands, and the momentum of the whole person has changed dramatically. Every move is to turn decay into magic, as if you have mastered the trajectory of some kind of heavenly change.

Another martial arts strongman was cut in half. The soul killing he displayed could not even provoke a little. Although the soul realm was the same, the strength of the two sides was very different. The other party's death blow could not even break through his spiritual barrier.

A strong soul transformed into a divine realm is a treasure, and Xu Le sacrificed to 'No' without hesitation. The stronger the non-recovery, the more benefits he will get in the future.

The crackling sound in his body kept thinking that Xu Le's supernatural physique was constantly refined and metamorphed again and again. His combat effectiveness has exceeded 1,400 dragons, and 1,400 unicorn dragons are dancing in an orderly manner in Dantian space. The water and fire elves and the three-flavor true fire species have been restrained aside by the Yuan pressure and have completely lost their due role.

In the past, water and fire elves could help Xu Le regulate the irritable energy, but now the power of the 'graves of kings' is dozens or even a hundred times stronger than that of water and fire elves. It is like a melting pot of heaven and earth, refining all existing energy.

When Xu Le killed the strongest man in one fell swoop, he saw a figure of immortality appearing in the pillar of light, and he seemed to cross directly from another place.

"Demon, you are so cruel that I will send you to hell and never be reincarnated." Powerful ideas were transmitted, and he wanted to attack Xu Le's spiritual suffering.

Xu Le snorted softly and was not afraid of his soul attack: "It's just a projection. Your real body hasn't come here yet. It's really a big deal to kill me."

With one punch through the void, the defense array burst into a blood fog, and more than 50 saint-level disciples became the dead souls under the fist. Xu Le's power is so strong that every move is attacked by thousands of dragons, and no one can stop it.

"F bastard, aren't you afraid of being punished by God?"

The figure in the beam of light became clearer and clearer. Seeing Xu Le's killing, which was contrary to heaven and peace, he suddenly roared angrily.

Xu Le didn't look at him. Although this immortal old man's breath was horrible, he was no stronger than his own power at present. So as soon as he grabbed his hands, 80% of the disciples who presided over the summoning array were immediately killed.

These people's combat effectiveness is only three or four hundred dragons, and their weak combat strength is only more than a dozen dragons. These juniors can't even compete with the breath emanating from Xu Le.

With a loud bang, the summoning array collapsed, and the old man jumped up unwillingly and finally disappeared completely. With so many remains of saints, Xu Le urged the 'graves of kings' while urging the [Great Holy Sacrifice of Heaven and Demons], and the demons manifested. In the world of demons, each one looks so great and lasts forever.

The energy rushed into Dantian like a sea, and 200 unicorn dragons were born again. The fifth-level promotion barrier of the Holy Land automatically appeared. Not long after the battle, Xu Le was about to break through again.

The four forces of the ten forces have been finished, and their supreme leader has been killed by Xu Le alone. Two forces were killed by the Changsheng Gate. As soon as the three women of Yuqing took action, they were killed by the soul. First, they killed the strongest, and then ruthlessly harvested those brave enemies.

Another force saw that the situation was not good and retreated long ago. The remaining three forces have successfully summoned thousands of old antiques with combat power, and three terrible breaths swept across the battlefield, just like the ancient giants on the three heads watching indifferently.

But when their breath locked Xu Le, they heard Xu Le raise his head with a long roar, sound waves roaring, and blood fog rising one after another.

He suddenly exuded a strong sense of attack, like an extremely sharp dagger piercing into three transparent tofu.

Three muffled hums came, and the three breaths of scanning immediately took back.

"The disciples of Changshengmen listened to the order and immediately returned to Xianmen and guarded the array." Xu Ledantian's strength has been rising steadily, and the barrier to promotion has cracked countless gaps. He didn't have time to continue to attack, because the three old antiques who were summoned were surrounded by swords.

Each of these old antiques has amazing combat power, breaking thousands of power in one move. Their understanding of kendo is deeper, and they have been able to simplify complexity, remove their dross, and show reason in the ordinary.

Xu Le's eyes were like a torch, and he saw through many changes in their kendo at a glance, and his more mysterious understanding flowed in his heart.

"Forbid the sky."

Xu Le's three palms and space confinement made the enemy's attack stop in an instant. Although he only supported it for a breath, he still found a chance to fight back.

1,600 dragons's combat power condensed with a fist, and his martial robes were hunting, and his fist seemed to have become the center of destruction. Xu Le punched one of the old antiques at the peak.

"Breaking Sky."

This is the last formula in [Zhen Tianzhang], which is broken and the sun rises. The combat power has not exceeded thousands and can't be used at all. Now the power is boiling and it can't stop him. With one move, the power rushed to the sky like a flood.

The void is like porcelain, cracked piece by piece. Among them, the imprisoned old antique's eyes were full of horror, and his holy body was also cracking, and even blood penetrated out.

Xu Le slapped him away, then shot him upside down, and hit another sword of the treasure with his flesh and blood. After dozens of refinements, his devouring body is tough and powerful, and even the top treasure may not be able to break his magical physique defense.

Sure enough, the treasure was too rigid to stab Xu Le, and it was shaken into several pieces of waste by the anti-shock force. Xu Le was like a silent volcano that suddenly erupted, directly smashing the second old antique holy body.

The third old antique was shocked and desperately withdrew his sword back to defense. How can things become so complicated? The young man in front of him is obviously not yet to the fifth level of the Holy Land, but how can his combat power be exaggerated to go against heaven and earth? As soon as they heard the call of their disciples, they knew that something had happened and hurriedly sent people to rescue them.

But they never thought that they were not facing a weak and incompetent person, but a demon giant who slaughtered the saint without blinking. The three of them joined hands. In less than three breaths, two were seriously injured and one of them was shocked.

Three old antiques from different secular immortal worlds gathered together. This time, they were summoned from the Fenghuo Empire. I thought that the disciples of the door made a fuss and could not even deal with the juniors. Now it seems that even if they work together, they are not the opponents of each other.

The disciples of the Changshengmen have retreated to the Xianmen defense array. There are three strong men in the spiritual realm, and they are not afraid of fatal attacks for the time being. The whole battlefield was filled with the smell of blood, and the shocking fighting slowly subsided.

The ten forces have suffered heavy losses, and those forces that luckily summoned the ancestors also looked bleak, like frost one by one. They didn't expect that the three old antiques would not take advantage of each other and be broken one by one.

The hegemonic guy is always reborn, and his combat power is boiling and improving, and there is no end. The more people die in the siege force, the faster his power will grow.

The saint is the proud son of heaven. If he slaughtered a saint, his soul will be polluted. In the future, he will definitely encounter divine punishment and will never overcome the most hurdle. So when he saw Xu Le's ferocity, everyone was silent.

"Young people, I have to admit that our three old bones can no longer keep you. But if you want to kill me, you won't be satisfactory. You know better than anyone that in our current state, it is the soul power that can really make sure of the universe.

Is that right? Then today I will show you what a legend is. I will kill you three old guys one by one with a martial arts cultivation. Xu Le was not afraid at all, and his fighting spirit became stronger and stronger. "I will use your blood to pave a road for myself."

The strongest of the three antiques is only more than 1,200 dragons, which is still not as good as Xu Le. Moreover, the Eucharist of two of them has been severely damaged, and their combat effectiveness is almost zero. Only then did they know that the young man in front of them was reborn in the fire, intending to seek continuous breakthroughs in the training of life and death.

Such a person is a real evil.

Xu Le's power ran to the limit and condensed the will of the [Sword of Life and Death] behind him. The core of the understanding of life and death is a change. As long as you master the 'change', it also means that the vitality is around you when you are desperate.