"Warrior's Domain!"

The white-haired man, who is a martial artist, has always been simple and direct, without any nonsense, a round ball appeared in his hand, and the divine power was activated, and the ball turned into an invisible qi from his body and surged around, enveloping the entire virtual universe in an instant, along with this invisible qi, Wang Cheng felt that the Great Dao brand on his body was gradually extinguished.

It's not that it's destroyed, it's just that the Great Dao brand is extinguished, and it can't be used for the time being, anyway, it's sealed.

"Interesting, what kind of ability and treasure is this?"

Wang Cheng asked very curiously, the chaotic qi can restrain the avenue, but the avenue on Wang Cheng's body has been chaotic, it can be called the chaotic avenue, how can it be sealed?

"Our martial universe has a special avenue, called the martial avenue, this avenue can cultivate a magical power - the domain of the martial artist, and then use this magical power with our chaotic treasure, you can make all the other avenue power unusable, you can only use the body, and the chaotic qi to fight, in fact, our martial universe also has three thousand avenues, but no one cultivates, the martial artist is the mainstream, because there is a martial avenue, it is useless to cultivate the three thousand avenues."

The white-haired warrior didn't seem to want to take advantage of Wang Cheng, but explained in detail: "Only martial arts is what our martial artists should pursue the most, and the people of the other universes of you have taken the evil path, so you will definitely not be our opponent." ”

"Martial Arts? It's interesting, but all roads lead to Rome, and the three thousand avenues each have their own advantages, how can anyone be strong and who is weak, it's not that I can't crack your martial avenue, but I'm confident that my martial arts will not be inferior to you, so I'll accompany you to fight to your heart's content. ”

Wang Cheng nodded when he heard this, sure enough, there are many universes, and there are a lot of interesting things, in fact, in addition to some of the inevitable avenues in the three thousand avenues, such as time, space, gold, wood, water, fire, earth, etc., the other avenues are related to the saints who created the universe, so the avenues of each universe are not the same, and many of them are the avenues founded by the saints themselves, which is very magical.

The reason why saints are saints is because they can create the Great Dao, and the God King is just inheriting the Great Dao.

In addition, Wang Cheng knew very well that this avenue of martial arts not only imprisoned the avenue on his body, but even imprisoned the avenue in the divine treasure and the chaos divine treasure, that is to say, the chaos divine treasure can still be used, but without the avenue amplification, it can only use its own texture, such as the Xuanyuan sword, which is still a chaotic sword, but it is impossible to play the supreme avenue inside.

"It's so arrogant, take my punch."

The white-haired martial artist didn't believe that Wang Cheng could crack his martial avenue, so he didn't bother to say more, and a punch blasted towards Wang Cheng, this punch was completely driven by the chaotic qi, the speed exceeded the speed of light, and the chaotic qi on it could destroy everything.

At the same time, the skills of the white-haired martial artist have reached the peak level, this punch, the shoulder and the fist are completely a straight line, like a spear, the strength of itself is fully exerted, what is even more amazing is that this punch is also accompanied by a strange artistic conception of power, under a punch, Wang Cheng feels that he will be punched through no matter how he dodges, and he actually has the feeling that it is better to stand in place and let him die.

The power of artistic conception is something that only martial artists have, in short, it is a high degree of resonance between the spirit and the body, and the spirit is integrated into the attack, producing the effect of mystery and mystery, if its power and mystery are reduced by tens of thousands of times, it is the meaning that Wang Cheng learned in the world of martial arts.

The Pangu universe is a hodgepodge, and there are also martial arts saints, but because there is no martial avenue, the back of the martial arts is gradually replaced by the three thousand avenues, and it cannot form the mainstream, not to mention the martial arts, it is also known for its melee fighting, in fact, it also cultivates various avenues, and there are almost no martial arts who fight purely with their bodies.

However, this does not mean that Wang Cheng's melee combat level is necessarily lower than that of the white-haired warrior, and it does not mean that Wang Cheng will not be able to resist the artistic conception.

"It's good to come."

Wang Cheng broke the power of the white-haired warrior's artistic conception almost instantly, and then hit the white-haired warrior's fist accurately with a punch, and with a bang, as if the plane exploded, the two of them flew outward at the same time, but compared to Wang Cheng, the distance of the white-haired warrior's upside-down flight was obviously farther.

And Wang Chengsheng is a witch clan, it is a race that advocates attack, there is no nonsense, after the body stopped, he immediately stepped through the void with both feet, and went towards the white-haired warrior like a rocket, the white-haired warrior could stop, Wang Cheng came, his fist smashed down like raindrops, and each punch contained the terrifying power of Pangu, which was enough to easily shatter dozens of planes.

"What a powerful body, such a powerful force, this is a simple body, without the power of the Great Dao, and your will and spirit are very strong, even my desperate artistic conception can be carried by it, interesting, interesting."

The white-haired warrior was not afraid, but was stimulated to fight, laughed, guarded without leaking, blocked Wang Cheng's attacks, the two kept fighting in the air, and the figure flickered suddenly, even the god king couldn't keep up with their sight, bang, bang, if it weren't for the fact that this was just a virtual universe, no air, no matter, I was afraid that everything would be destroyed.

Soon, the white-haired warrior found that Wang Cheng's combat consciousness and combat skills were not inferior to him at all, and he couldn't help but sigh that this was indeed a natural combat race, but he still didn't think that he would lose, because he still had an artistic conception, if the domain of the martial artist was the signboard of the martial universe, then the artistic conception of the martial artist was the killer feature that the martial universe was proud of, but it was not just as simple as making Wang Cheng desperate at the beginning.

As the battle continued, the desperate artistic conception of the white-haired warrior gradually opened, and penetrated into Wang Cheng's body, in the small world, in his soul, every cell and every consciousness began to despair, which made his movements begin to slow down, let his momentum begin to decline, and let his strength begin to decrease.

"See, this is the artistic conception of our warriors, in my desperate artistic conception, no matter how firm your spirit is, you will still be affected by the desperate artistic conception, gradually full of desperate situations, even including your body, and in the end, everything will become your real despair, take my despair thirteen punches, hahaha."

The white-haired warrior laughed, the chaotic qi in his body was running fiercely, his fists were becoming more and more violent, his thirteen fists of despair were used with the artistic conception of despair, each punch was accompanied by a desperate artistic conception, so that Wang Cheng had many desperate scenes in his mind, such as the defeat of the army, hundreds of people were surrounded by tens of thousands of people, and for example, his wife ran away with the old king next door, crying in a desperate situation, and so on.

It can be said that these thirteen punches are the thirteen punches that condense all the despair of all living beings, so that the power of the artistic conception of despair is fully exerted, and each punch will greatly penetrate the despair, so Wang Cheng's movements are becoming slower and slower, if it weren't for his extremely high martial arts realm, no matter how fierce the white-haired martial artist's fist path is, he will not know how many punches he has taken now.

The white-haired warrior secretly admired, compared to other god kings who didn't pay attention to martial arts at all, the god king in front of him, who called himself the Wu clan Chiyou, was really very strong, his martial arts were not inferior to any god king in the martial universe, and he was even more impeccable in terms of skills and experience, but unfortunately he was not a person from the martial arts universe and didn't understand the artistic conception, so he was doomed.

"Let me give you a good time, fatal despair,"

As time passed, Wang Cheng's blocking had become more and more difficult, and the white-haired martial artist knew that he was going to fail, so he exhaled a breath and formed the appearance of a long dragon in the air, and the chaotic qi in his whole body operated at an unprecedented speed, and then all condensed into his right fist, which exploded in an instant, and his fist came towards Wang Cheng's chest as if it was about to break through the void.

With such a terrifying speed, with Wang Cheng's current level, he can't stop it at all, the white-haired martial artist has absolute self-confidence, and his punch will not only destroy the opponent's body, but also destroy the opponent's soul, the small world, and make the opponent on the verge of death, but because of the blessing of the Great Dao, it is not so easy to kill, but now there is a black ring, everything is not a problem.

The white-haired warrior couldn't help but have a winning smile on his face, but this smile immediately froze, because his fist was grabbed by Wang Cheng's hand, firmly grasped, and he shouted in disbelief: "This is impossible, how can you get rid of my desperate artistic conception?" ”

Wang Cheng's hand firmly grasped the fist of the white-haired martial artist like an iron hoop, and said with a smile: "Despair artistic conception, I already understand what the desperate artistic conception is, if I guessed correctly, when you cultivate the desperate artistic conception, you should absorb the despair of all beings in the universe and merge it into your own artistic conception, right?" ”

The white-haired martial artist frowned and said, "So what?" Cultivating the artistic conception, first of all, is to grasp the intention of oneself, and then to integrate the will of sentient beings, to produce artistic conception, in the process of which you need to exercise your own state of mind, if the state of mind is not enough, it will be washed away by the will of sentient beings, and completely fall, and if the state of mind is enough, you can control the will of sentient beings for your own use, so as to ascend the road of the god king, so I am very puzzled by the promotion method of those of your subordinates. ”

"That's right, that's it, when the battle comes, these artistic conceptions will gradually erode my body, my soul, and my small world with your attack, so that I will finally lose, but unfortunately, you don't know, these things are useless to me."

Wang Cheng smiled slightly, these things are naturally useless to him, because he is a soul demon, these are all kinds of emotions to put it bluntly, he can use the ability of the soul demon to absorb it, and it is impossible to hurt him at all.

The white-haired martial artist naturally didn't believe that their martial universe's killer weapon would be useless, and said disdainfully: "It's useless to you, how can it be, you have some supreme treasure on your body, so it doesn't work, so why do you keep pretending to be hit?" ”

"Because I want to experience what your mood is like, so as to create my own mood."

Wang Cheng said lightly, and the white-haired martial artist laughed disdainfully: "You said that you can comprehend the artistic conception of our martial universe by experiencing it like this?" It's just a joke, the person who can become the king of gods, which is not a peerless genius, there are indeed people who can learn each other's martial arts at a glance, but now they are separated by two different systems in the universe, how can you learn it by feeling it, what is your artistic conception? ”

"No matter what universe, no matter what system, if you understand the principle, you will naturally be, and I am a god king, and my state of mind has already been perfected."

Wang Cheng's answer was all a punch, a punch full of imperial majesty, the white-haired warrior was simply stupid, he was the god king of the martial universe, and naturally knew that this punch was not only the oppression of the will, but also the artistic conception was eroding himself, although Wang Cheng had not yet mastered his own artistic conception, completely stabilized the artistic conception, and exerted it to the extreme, but there is no doubt that he has mastered the intention, but how is this possible?

No matter how talented a person is, how can he straddle two systems in an instant?

The martial artist is the most important will, and in the case of the will being shaken, Wang Cheng's imperial artistic conception is eroded even more, so the white-haired warrior was beaten by Wang Cheng and vomited blood, and Wang Cheng was unforgiving, and instantly appeared in front of the white-haired warrior, and swung his fist again, but it was not the same attack as the previous storm, but a simple punch, a punch attack.

But it was such a punch and punch, the white-haired warrior couldn't resist it at all, and every time he was knocked away, he also sensed that the will to resist in his heart was getting lower and lower, and he almost couldn't help but want to surrender, and he was horrified in his heart, not only mastering the artistic conception in such a short period of time, but even being so powerful, how could this be possible?

There is nothing impossible, first of all, Wang Cheng is the Emperor of Heaven and has innate dragon qi, and the innate dragon qi is the most noble qi in the universe, and it is the qi that only the Emperor of Heaven has, and most of the universe will not appear at all, and how can the artistic conception cultivated with innate dragon qi not be strong?

In addition, Wang Cheng is not only the Emperor of Heaven, but also a soul demon, since he is a soul demon, shaking people's hearts is a basic skill, so when he uses the artistic conception, he also uses the ability of the soul demon to assist, the two complement each other, so that the will of the white-haired warrior is shaken extremely much, and at the same time, it also makes him more eroded, if the speed of the erosion of the pure artistic conception is one, then now it is at least three, or even five.

In this case, the white-haired martial artist is naturally defeated, Wang Cheng is very satisfied with this artistic conception ability, he plans to use the despair rune to take away the desperate artistic conception of the white-haired martial artist, so that he can use it himself in the future, plus various other artistic conceptions, if he can comprehend the realm of the martial artist again, it will definitely have another killer feature, and it will not even be inferior to the saint-level supernatural power.

"The people of this martial arts universe are really good people, they have sent so many good things to me, in that case, I will give you a good time."

In Wang Cheng's laughter, his punch full of supreme meaning seemed to be entangled in countless divine dragons, and in the monstrous dragon roar, he burst the white-haired warrior, his body was completely shattered, and even the divine soul was dying, the warrior has no small world, no avenue, compared to other god kings, they are actually easy to fall.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Cheng opened his mouth, and swallowed the remnants of the white-haired warrior's soul, and asked Wang Dazui to deal with it first, and get the domain of the warrior, that is, the avenue of martial arts, out first, this time not only was it too enjoyable, but also got a lot of good things, and the harvest was really good.