Text Volume 1 Text_Chapter 1078 The power of a punch

The self-explosion of the starry sky spaceship in exchange for a glimmer of life is the limit of what Emperor Shennong can do.

After all, under the siege of the five Great Emperors and thousands of saints, it was difficult to resist unless it was a strong person at the level of the Heavenly Emperor.

At this time, with the power of the explosion of the spaceship, Emperor Shennong took Jian Ling and quickly rushed out, wanting to escape from this place.

However, there were three people who were far away from the starry sky spaceship in advance, and their eyes were blazing at the moment, staring at them.

"I have the courage to come up with this solution, but unfortunately, I can't let you go today no matter what!"

The Son of Heaven's black hair was scattered, his eyes were dark, and the powerful aura in his body diffused out, making the void roar.

He struck out, raised his palm, and emitted a pure light that illuminated the heavens.

In an instant, the ten directions fluctuated, and all of them were dispersed.

"The Son of Heaven Tyrant Fist!"

A punch blasted out, heaven and earth trembled together, the law of force, the purest thing in the world, and also the invincible position of the Son of Heaven.

All things in heaven and earth cannot escape the word force, and the law of force is so rare and terrifying.

At this time, the Son of Heaven punched out, and the strength of the fist was condensed but not dispersed, like a straight light, penetrating the starry sky and passing through the power of the explosion, as if there was a supreme god who was sending the strongest blow.

Before the fist arrived, Emperor Shennong felt a strong sense of crisis, trembling slightly in his heart, not daring to be careless, and quickly made a move to block this blow for Jian Ling.

"World Shadow!"

Emperor Shennong is currently only the strength of the Saint Realm, and the Son of Heaven is the strongest person in the contemporary Saint Realm, so in the face of this blow to the Son of Heaven's Hegemony Fist, he also has to show his strongest means.

Suddenly, the earthy yellow rattan grew wildly from his hand, and the flowers immediately blossomed and bore fruit, turning into a phantom of the world.

Above the firmament, the phantom of the world stands clearly, and the breath circulating on it is somewhat similar to the reality, covering the sky and the sun, spreading boundlessly, I don't know how many thousands of miles wide.

At this time, he descended from the sky and faced the Son of Heaven.

Rumble!

Heaven and earth violently shook, the Son of Heaven and the Devil of Heaven collided with the world phantom, and the size difference was huge, but the first to collapse was the world phantom.

Although Emperor Shennong is strong, he has not recovered his peak, and in the territory of the sage, he is not the opponent of the Son of Heaven.

The endless law erupted, and the aura fluctuated like an ocean, which was too violent, pushing the explosive power of the original starry sky spaceship to a height again.

The world phantom quickly collapsed, turned into a point of light in the sky, and dissipated into the starry sky, and the earthy yellow rattan returned to the wrist of Emperor Shennong, but it was extremely sluggish and difficult to resist.

However, although the World Phantom was not inferior to the Son of Heaven's fist, it also blocked it, so that this punch did not fall on Jian Ling.

"World Phantom, are you the saint who helped the Sword Emperor escape in the Yang Star Great World?"

However, at this time, the Emperor Shennong also exposed himself, and the Son of Heaven stood still, and his calm eyes suddenly burst out of essence, like a sharp arrow, shooting towards the Emperor Shennong.

At the beginning, Emperor Shennong resisted Lu Liangsheng with the phantom of the world, and everyone watched it, so naturally many people knew about it.

At this time, Emperor Shennong made another move, and he was naturally seen by the Son of Heaven at a glance.

"It seems that this demon saint and the Sword Emperor really have a bad relationship, and in this immortal cave, I am afraid that it is the hiding place of the Sword Emperor!"

The Son of Heaven understood in an instant, his eyebrows were raised, the blade was sharp, and it was already out of the sheath.

Listening to the words of the Son of Heaven, Emperor Shennong knew that he was exposed, but there was no other way at this time, if he didn't use his strength, he couldn't resist.

Let's take one step at a time!

Emperor Shennong sighed in his heart, and immediately struck again, to resist the attack of the Son of Heaven.

However, at this time, Jian Ling was attacked by others.

"Girl, just grab it, the poor road doesn't want to hurt you!"

Daozi's figure appeared in front of Jian Ling, still with that lazy appearance, smiling and opening, like an invitation between friends.

However, Jian Ling frowned, and what responded to him was a sword light.

The sword light is cold, but it can cut through nothingness, but the Dao is too strong, even if Jian Ling survives the heavenly tribulation, it is only a saint realm.

And Daozi, who is at the peak of the saint realm, the terrifying powerhouse ranked second on the Great Sage List, in the face of this sword, he only stretched out a finger, and with a flick of his fingers, he shattered this sword.

"Amitabha, female benefactor, you have a relationship with my Buddha, and my Buddha will bless you!"

The golden cicada also came, the treasure was solemn, and the voice was like a flood bell and a big Lu, which was soul-stirring and disorienting.

"Want me to surrender, dream!"

Facing Daozi and Jin Cicada, Jian Ling did not have the slightest fear, she had only one movement, drew her sword and slashed out.

The Demon Slashing Sword is an imperial weapon, although it is broken, but the power is still there.

The sword pierced the sky, crisscrossed the sky, cut off the law, and cut off time and space.

This sword, coming out of Jian Ling's hand, is like a supreme powerhouse standing up to the sky, holding a sword and slashing, a sword, also slashing the eight desolate universes, can destroy all spirit beings.

In the face of this sword, Daozi and Jin Chanzi did not dare to be careless, after all, it was the sword of the Demon Emperor, and its power far exceeded that of ordinary imperial weapons.

"Dust the dust!"

Daozi stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and suddenly a Buddha dust appeared in his hand, the Buddha dust was white all over, and there were two qi of yin and yang on it, and each silk thread seemed to be a sharp sword, three thousand Buddha dust silk, sonorous, it was Daozi's natal holy weapon.

This holy weapon is refined by the secret method of Taijimen, the light of the nine heavens and the water of the five oceans, and it is also refined by refining three thousand different holy swords in the world, and it is forged by the refining method of ninety-nine to one, and its power is far greater than that of ordinary low-level imperial weapons.

"Nine Tin Zen Staff!"

Jin Chanzi also took out his natal holy weapon, and in the face of the demon sword, even if Jian Ling only had a saint realm, he couldn't allow them to be underestimated.

Jiuxi Zen staff is the treasure of Buddhism, the most rigid to the yang, the King Kong is not bad, all things are not invaded, it is the most rigid treasure, and it is also a treasure comparable to a low-level emperor's weapon.

Daozi and Jin Cicada both used their natal holy weapons to block the sword of the demon slashing sword.

If Jian Ling's strength was equal to that of the three of Daozi, or if the Demon Slashing Sword was intact, he might be able to suppress Daozi and Jin Cicada, but the current situation was difficult to resist.

"The law of life and death!"

Jian Ling's expression was firm, her eyes were solemn, she held the demon sword in her hand, urging the law of life and death that had just been condensed, and the sword rays roared out, but the Wuji Buddha dust of the Daozi and the Jiuxi Zen staff of the golden cicada were all extraordinary, and they all resisted them.

"You have injuries in your body, if you are at your peak, you may fight with me, but now you are not my opponent!"

The domineering voice of the Son of Heaven sounded, and I saw Emperor Shennong spurting blood from his mouth, languishing and weak, and being kicked by the Son of Heaven and flying thousands of miles.

Today's Shennong the Great, facing the Son of Heaven, is not an opponent.

And Jian Ling's side can't stop the attack of Daozi and Jin Cicada, and it is in danger.

"Capture her, lead out the Sword Emperor, I don't want the Demon Sword!"

The Son of Heaven took a step forward and grabbed Jian Ling with his big hand, and his incomparable strength made Jian Ling desperate.

The next moment.

Suddenly, the entire ice and snow world shattered, and a figure, like a dragon out of the sea, suddenly appeared beside Jian Ling at an indescribable speed.

Immediately, a fist as white as jade burst out and fell on the Son of Heaven.

Rumble!

The body of the Son of Heaven was suddenly blown out by this punch, and in the starry sky, a beautiful arc was drawn!

At that moment, the entire Immortal Cave was silent, and the eyes of 100,000 living beings widened in disbelief.