Chapter 1531: The Whetstone
Rumble!
Before the purple-black big hand touched the prototype of the Chaos Bell, and was even several meters away, the entire palm exploded directly.
The whirlpool became more unrestrained, and countless dark forces poured into it, becoming the nourishment for the prototype of the Chaos Bell.
Dormammu's attack was broken, only to find that around the prototype of the Chaos Bell, there were countless spatial and temporal ripples, forming strange textures that tore apart everything that approached.
Even his palms were shattered.
"Damn, what the hell is a treasure!"
Dormammu scolded angrily, his voice was loud and incomparable, and Wang Jian could easily hear the greed contained in it.
People in this world don't really care too much about treasures and whatever, because the Infinity Stones are famous in the whole universe.
Especially those who are strong, know everything about Infinity Stones.
But one by one, they were secretive about the gems, even if they ignored the gems in front of them, they were obtained by the purple sweet potato essence.
Don't look at Thanos seems to be very strong, in fact, his ability is just like that.
Even in the universe, he can't be ranked in the name, at least the three major empires and the Nova empire can get him, it's just a little loss.
Later, Thanos collected all six gems, which gave him the capital to become a powerhouse in the universe.
Before completing the Infinity Gauntlet, Thanos was just a bandit in the universe.
The universe he controls is just a small stubble, and it doesn't produce anything, it will only destroy, and the power is weak.
That is, the means and mentality of killing people without blinking, which shocked a small number of cosmic races.
The so-called compassionate population plan of purple sweet potato essence is pure nonsense.
He's just a robber, where does faith come from?
Even if it is an ancient cottage in the real world, people go down the mountain to loot, it is because of the lack of money and food.
Unlike Thanos, who will attack some planets in a good mood or in a bad mood.
And also engaged in massacres, directly slaughtering half of the population of a planet, and then leaving a mess and leaving directly.
If you really have such a lofty faith, even if you are slaughtered, you should at least help plant a few trees, right?
No, people will only destroy, not build.
I won't even plant a tree, so what can I expect from the other party?
Although it is likely to be whitewashed in the fourth part, Wang Jian regarded purple sweet potato essence as an experimental object.
Such good dissection materials, everything has to be shipped back to the company for Gwen to study carefully.
Of course, now is not the time to think about that.
In fact, Dormammu may be more suitable for research, but if he can't beat others, what should he do?
Boom Boom!
smashed the weapons that were close at hand, and Wang Jian couldn't take a break.
"Pro!"
The surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned, and under the golden light, the weapons composed of countless dark forces were shattered one after another.
Immediately a punch was thrown, and the four-point peak fist intent exploded with unrivaled power.
One of them is the power of the king wanting his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die, suppressing the fluctuations of all the dark forces around him, so that these dark forces are docile.
Dormammu was shocked and greedy for the prototype of the Chaos Bell, and at this moment, he felt this punch, and the palm of the dark power reconstituted suddenly waved.
Rumble!
The fist mark collided with the palm of the hand, creating a powerful wave of qi that swept all around.
Even the vortex created by the Chaos Bell Prototype swallowing the dark power was shocked, let alone others.
The entire atmosphere seemed to be washed open, and a rush of wind rushed into the universe, breaking the vacuum.
The countless satellites in the sky were blasted by this impact, and only some satellites in the distance barely survived, recording the scene of the two fighting.
Fortunately, Wang Jian is constantly approaching the dark dimension, so he is already far away from the city and planet under his feet.
Even so, the glass of the city's high-rise buildings is shattering. Countless residents wanted to flee for their lives, but the coercion caused most of them to lie on the ground unstoppably.
Some of the weak, directly spurting blood.
Wang Jian did not retreat because this punch was blocked, he had just become an immortal, and it was the time when he needed a master to fight.
Seeing that the fist mark was blocked, and countless cracks appeared in the palm of his hand, he knew that he couldn't beat Dormammu, but there was definitely not much of a gap.
At that moment, his body was like a swimming fish, and he swept towards Dormammu, and his fists erupted into countless fist marks, sweeping away.
When entering the Dao realm, his attacks will cause changes in the celestial phenomena, and the law phase will be generated behind him.
But when I arrived in the Heavenly Immortal Realm, these changes were gone.
In this way, it seems that the attack of the Heavenly Immortal Realm is not as good as that of the martial artists of the Dao Realm.
But the facts are obviously very different, and there is only one reason why there are so many changes in the Dao Realm, that is, once you explode with all your strength, you can't control your own breath.
The breath leaks, which is why it causes so many changes.
Now Wang Jian has reached the Heavenly Immortal Realm, although he is not particularly familiar with his own strength.
The controllable power has become several times stronger because of the change of the original god, and every move is under his control.
Every fist mark is actually a power condensation to the extreme.
The breath does not leak, and naturally there are not so many changes.
Unless in the future, his strength has reached an incredible level, and every move may have indescribable power.
At that time, no matter how much he condenses his strength, there will be celestial changes.
Even the whole universe trembles.
Of course, it was still very far away, and maybe he would never have this opportunity in his life.
Dormammu had obviously suffered a little loss in the collision just now, and his gaze at Wang Jian had become solemn at this moment.
"Bed bugs, damn it!"
The torrent of energy is rolling and impacting, and this time it is significantly stronger than the last one.
Not only did it spurt out of his mouth, but countless torrents of energy swept through Wang Jian's body in all directions.
Those fist prints were resisted by the torrent in front of several of them, and the torrent in all directions was about to blast him to slag.
Wang Jian's figure is non-stop, still swimming like a swimming fish, this is the body of the Tianshuang Fist.
If you are walking on thin ice, you have to be careful and it is exactly what you are doing.
At the same time, there was an extra stick about a meter in his right hand, which was full of cracks, and there was a broken gap in front of his head.
But when this stick appeared, a terrifying aura that seemed to be able to penetrate everything emerged, and the dark power that eroded around it was automatically isolated by it.
It is even very destructive, and some are directly pierced and become the most ordinary dark forces.
This is Wang Jian's broken second spear, which has been warmly raised by Wang Jian since it was broken by the golden hoop stick and the big palm print of the law of Rulai.
Although scarred, it has been sublimated by countless killings and battles.
Although it was only made of some special alloys, and it was even more dilapidated, the alloys in it had already been transformed in the battle and became stronger than before.
And the spirituality in it is stronger, otherwise it would not have such a power as soon as it is taken out.