After seeing Yan Zhao Ge's two palms of the Heavenly Seal directly explode the Five Elements Sun Devouring Array joined by the Five Emperors of the Immortal Court, the black-clothed Jin Emperor knew that something was wrong. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was determined that Yan Zhaoge had succeeded in taking it a step further and ascended to the realm of the Supreme Martial Saint, and the black-clothed Jin Emperor had not completely given up.

After all, in this battle, he and Wang Zhengcheng are no longer the only two, but many people participate in the war together.

Although the strength of the immortal court warriors is weak, they are all strong men who push open the immortal gate, with immortal soldiers with them and powerful battle formations to rely on.

But after Yan Zhaoge broke the Five Elements Sun Devouring Array, he could still suppress the Five Emperors of the Immortal Court and couldn't continue to do it, and he himself swept Ruan Mingyan lightly, and the black-clothed Jin Emperor completely broke his thoughts.

Don't say that the seven of them, it is the other side that contains the Yingfu Halberd, and the Candle Yang Emperor who is carrying the light in the mirror also joins the battle here, and the eight of them join forces to besiege it, I am afraid that they will not be able to resist Yan Zhaoge.

Since this is the case, the black-clothed Jin Emperor naturally does not intend to continue to entangle.

If you say you will fight, you will go, and if you hesitate to drag mud and water, you will only delay yourself.

The black-clothed Jin Emperor immediately turned around and planned to run away and leave this place.

But at this moment, a fist had already appeared in his field of vision.

Yan Zhaoge's fist.

Taiqing Yan passed on the head of the five congenital Tai, the fist of Taiyi!

Being able to appreciate the mystery of Taiyi's fist is exactly what the black-clothed Jin Emperor dreams of.

With his lifelong study of Taiqing Peerless Learning, and at the same time the foundation of the other four great stunts of the Innate Five Tai, he has enough contact and enough time, he has the confidence to figure out the mystery of Taiyi's fist.

In the past, there was a battle with Yan Zhao Ge outside the Tianji Pavilion, and there were people who came to fight against Yan Zhao Ge, all for this purpose.

But at this moment, the black-clothed Jin Emperor's heart sank.

Because Yan Zhaoge's punch showed an attitude.

It's not that he is sure that the black-clothed Jin Emperor can't figure out Taiyi's fist through fighting.

Rather, even if you can gain something and figure out the mystery of Taiyi's Fist, I am sure to keep you here.

You don't want to go again today!

Yan Zhaoge's punch this time was not fast, nor was it as grand as Fantianyin, nor as sharp as opening the heavenly flag.

However, this punch seemed to fill all the spaces above and below the black-clothed Jin Emperor, covering the void of the universe.

The black-clothed Jin Emperor's spiritual sense stretched out, only to feel that no matter which direction, Yan Zhaoge's fist was hitting him.

That's not an illusion, it's not a trick change.

It will not be said that in the end, thousands of phantoms will be one, and in the end, only one punch will fall on the body, but it is difficult to determine which direction it will fall into.

Rather, thousands of fists are thousands of punches, coming from all directions is all directions, and at the same time falling on the black-clothed Jin Emperor.

At this moment, it seemed that there were countless real Yan Zhaoge punching at him together, filling the universe and everywhere!

The black-clothed Jin Emperor's face was expressionless, and his figure flashed suddenly.

His body seemed to be still in place, but it seemed to be empty.

It's like moving at breakneck speed, leaving only a phantom in place.

But that phantom is the black-clothed Emperor Jin himself.

His whole person seems to have turned into an illusion, and he no longer exists in the real world.

At the same time, the plain color of the Dao was born, and it was in harmony with the black-clothed Jin Emperor, who had no form and substance.

The combination of Taishikong Ming Body and Taisu Wuwu made the defense of the black-clothed Jin Emperor rise to the extreme, resisting Yan Zhao Ge's all-encompassing punches.

The fist intent was everywhere, and the plain cloud energy kept dissipating, and the figure of the black-clothed Jin Emperor was about to turn from virtual to real, and was forcibly restored from nothingness.

The black-clothed Jin Emperor's eyes were focused, and he used the two great masteries to create a strong defense to temporarily resist Yan Zhao Ge's fist intent, and pointed forward with one finger.

The primordial god pointed everywhere, and time and space seemed to him to have lost their meaning.

At this moment, the black-clothed Emperor Jin seemed to have earned a way out for his own strength, a glimmer of life.

His form flickered, and he lunged forward.

However, in the next moment, the black-clothed Jin Emperor had no choice but to see that there were still countless iron fists coming towards him!

Yan Zhaoge's punch seems to occupy the past and future, all time.

No matter which node or moment in the long river of time, whether it is the past, the present or the future, there is his fist, waiting for the black-clothed Jin Emperor.

This punch seems to come from before it all begins, and waits after it's all over.

The primordial divine finger of the black-clothed Jin Emperor blurred beyond the shackles of time.

But he can't jump out of time forever and come back after all.

When he came back, Yan Zhaoge's fists were waiting there, still hitting him from all directions.

The black-clothed Jin Emperor was helpless, Taishi Kongming Body and Taisu Wuwei launched their protective bodies together, and the Tai Chi Yin and Yang Palm and the Flat Crutches were launched at the same time, and the fists and palms were used together, combining offense and defense, to resist the iron fist that attacked from all directions at the same time.

Yan Zhaoge's punch hit him, not hurting him, but it would block his way and make him unable to move.

He could already see that the Glowing Halberd in the distance was trying to get rid of Emperor Yang and rushed to join Yan Zhao Ge.

Emperor Yang didn't leave alone, and walked away.

But to rendezvous with Yan Zhaoge and Yingfu Halberd, the black-clothed Jin Emperor is not only a matter of not being able to leave, but it is really dangerous.

Therefore, he had to get rid of Yan Zhaoge as soon as possible before he could get out.

"Let Your Majesty the Black-clothed Jin Emperor capture and suppress a martial saint at the same time, and fight with these foreign true immortals, I believe you will not be ambiguous. ”

Yan Zhaoge laughed while adding strength to his left palm, completely breaking up Ruan Mingyan's skills.

The infinite power of flipping the universe formed a whirlpool-like twisting and rotating vortex, locking Ruan Mingyan in it.

"Unfortunately, I can do the same. As Yan Zhaoge spoke, another punch was struck, enveloping the other five Immortal Court Emperors at the same time.

While they were staggered, Yan Zhao turned over the singer's palm again.

In the palm of the hand, the twelve light wheels rotate together and then become one.

Instead, the brightness vanished, and became dim.

Then, the faint and indistinguishable light was like a black hole, swallowing the middle-aged scholar who was suppressed by the divine mountain that his true yuan had turned into directly into it!

The Twelve Laws of Darkness.

The eleventh law, desolation.

The twelfth law, infinite.

The two laws were one, and the sacred mountain was suddenly engulfed by the darkness and chaos and disappeared.

Yan Zhaoge's other hand, the yin and yang in the palm of the palm flowed, forming a huge suction, absorbing the other four Immortal Court Emperors towards his palm.

Although the four of them wanted to barely hold their bodies, they still slowly approached Yan Zhao Ge!

Then Yan Zhaoge's figure flashed, and suddenly he arrived in front of the black-clothed Jin Emperor, and Taiyi's fist struck out again!

The fist that was not fierce, but infinitely subtle, seemed to freeze the time of the universe, forcing the black-clothed Jin Emperor to have this punch.

The black-clothed Jin Emperor's eyes flashed, as if he thought of something.

But in the face of Yan Zhaoge's iron fist, he had to point out and attack.

Between the collision between the two sides, I saw Yan Zhaoge's fist, and the glow was surging.

In the dim light, the middle-aged scholar dressed as the Emperor of the Immortal Court appeared, desperately caught in the middle of the attacks of Yan Zhaoge and the black-clothed Emperor Jin!