Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 1925 Missing Battle Qi Diao Fist
Xie Tian didn't know how to answer the woman.

There are already enough ties with Shen Wushuang and his son, so much that even a person like him who can see everything clearly must be determined before he can treat them differently.

But now, he is facing the third member of Shen Wushuang's family.

And perhaps the scariest of all.

"At least alive."

After thinking for a while, Xie Tian answered the woman with the most accurate words.

The reason for the answer was not because of fear, but because he believed that the identity of the woman at this moment was not the heir of the evil emperor, but the mother of the god.

"At least alive..."

While chanting these five words, the woman's expression also changed from worry to reassurance.

"Living is enough, isn't it..." She smiled gently at Xie Tian, ​​and the woman said again, "Thank you."

"no need thank me?"

"Thank you for letting me feel the taste of Ming'er. You don't know how much I miss him..." After talking to herself in a trance, there was a hint of apology in the woman's eyes, "I'm sorry."

"Why are you sorry?"

"Because," the woman reached out to touch the wild goose above her head, and sighed quietly, "I really want to see Ming'er and him."

Xie Tian knew that at this time, the woman had transformed from a mother into a true heir of the evil emperor.

He was not surprised.

"I want to take something from you too."

No matter how powerful the enemy in front of him was, he couldn't make Xie Tian's mind stir again.

In his eyes, there is no innate emperor art at all, but only the brothers of the evil army who were born and died with him.

There is no way to revive them now, there will be in the future!
In order for his future self to be able to do this, he must become stronger!

Where does strength come from!
Come from the evil emperor!
"Go forward bravely! Fight!"

Bang!
Bang!
Beating his chest hard, Xie Tianchao, the descendant of the Evil Emperor who carried the coffin, rushed over!
At this moment, Xie Tian heard the sound of waves.

The voice seemed to come from another time and space, completely unaffected by his saber punches, bursting out like weeping, with endless tenderness and peace.

It seems that this wave does not represent the top cutting of the world, but like a harbor in the night for hikers to rest.

However, the evil body, which could not be torn apart even by the pressure of the seventh level of Dao Enlightenment Realm, began to crack when it heard the gentle waves, and it was an unstoppable crack.

Frightened, Xie Tian suddenly understood——

"This wave is not just the power of the law, but the power of the three cultivations..."

In other words, the Evil God Jue practiced by the true descendants of the Evil Emperor is not just the self-improvement method, but the three cultivation methods.

Only this combination of the three cultivation techniques can make Xie Tian's true self shake, causing fear and hallucinations, and the skin of Xie Tian's body is torn apart when it hears the sound.

The seemingly gentle and peaceful strength is actually an aloof and domineering misty.

Xie Tian suddenly had a feeling, as if the Heretic God Art was telling himself through weeping and complaining - the reason why I am gentle is because you are not qualified to bear my wrath...

"Evil pulse!"

"Evil body!"

The moment the skin cracks, the evil sky explodes!
The evil vein becomes a big tree!

The evil body turns into a vortex!

Whether it's the rampant tree or the humming vortex, they all broke the taboo covering Xie Tian's body from a wonderful angle!

Xie Tian, ​​who was riding the waves, attacked the woman with a knife and fist!
The woman's bloody eyes were still gentle, revealing her approval for Xie Tian's straightforward response.

then……

The wave of the evil god's art under Xie Tian's feet began to flow backwards.

With the reverse flow, the gentle waves rose higher and higher, forming a sky-reaching sea wall, lying in front of Xie Tian.

Compared to the sky-reaching sea wall, Xie Tian is like a fly, and the result of hitting it directly is to be turned into dust.

"Is it so terrifying just to use the real evil god tactic itself..."

No supernatural powers.

There are no rules.

The pure use of the power of the Heretic God Art has posed a great threat to Xie Tian.

Then, Xie Tian's whole body exploded with brilliant golden light.

The golden light with a radius of ten thousand zhang is still small in front of the sky-reaching sea wall.

But the giant golden snake soaring up into the sky from the golden awn has the aura of breaking the sky!
Facing the waves like swords!
Break through the waves like a knife!
While neighing and swaying, the golden snake soared up against the sky-reaching sea wall!

As long as you climb over this moat, it can transform into a dragon!

boom!
The woman raised her head and looked at the golden snake head protruding from the peak of Tongtianhaibi, her eyes became more approving.

But she was puzzled.

"Why is your Evil God Art so weak that you haven't even entered the door..."

She could feel that part of the power in Xie Tian's body was operating in a way similar to the Xie Shen Jue, but this way was completely wrong.

"It seems that the practice is wrong..."

This is normal.

Because even by herself, practicing the Heretic God Art is as difficult as reaching the sky.

"The Cthulhu Art was wrongly practiced, and the Buddha's time-space scripture was also practiced wrongly, but your combat power has reached this point, which is worthy of praise..."

The woman who was truly sober after being broken by Xie Tian did not see Xie Tian's experience and growth over the past two thousand years.

As for Xie Tian, ​​who crossed the sky-reaching sea wall and rushed towards the woman again, he didn't give any explanation when he heard this, but the sharpness of the saber fist became sharper by three points.

Perhaps because of this fierce influence, the woman gave up the idea of ​​turning the sky-reaching sea wall into a giant palm that covers the sky.

After dispelling the Tongtianhaibi, her delicate fist also simply blasted out towards Daoquan.

The reason why it is simple is because there is no supernatural power, no origin, no heaven and earth, it is still clear and light, and it is still gentle and gentle...

But even though it was hundreds of feet away from this gentle and gentle fist, Xie Tian's saber fist began to tremble uncontrollably.

It seems that Xie Tian's saber fist looks huge and fierce, but it is actually just an embroidered pillow.

A woman's fist looks petite and delicate, but it is a steel drill that has been smelted for countless years.

Seeing this scene, Xie Tian's blood eyes shrank like needlepoints.

The sword fist also stopped abruptly at 89 feet.

Xie Tian spat out a mouthful of blood because of this.

But he ignored the delicate fists that continued to approach, and closed his blood eyes.

Seventy feet.

boom!
A burst of burning soul light appeared around his head.

fifty feet.

呲!
The newly healed skin of the evil body began to crack rapidly.

Thirty feet.

Whoa!
Seemingly unable to withstand the extreme coercion brought by his fist, Xie Tian's clothes began to burn.

ten feet.

Xie Tian opened his depressed blood eyes.

Although the blood eyes were depressed, they were burning with a strange light.

Just when the woman was slightly dazed by the unexplainable strange light, Xie Tian punched again.

This punch was also ordinary and flat.

There is no magical power, no rules, no heaven and earth.

There was only falling dust, and a knife that vaguely emerged from his fist.

Knife.

It was not the knife related to the Mad Emperor that the puppet of the evil emperor said, but an extremely ordinary knife with a handle or even a bone.

this knife.

Carved little beasts.

Carved wild beasts.

Carved to death.

Engraved the old witch.

Engraved Zu Wu.

Now, Xie Tian uses it to carve his own evil power, to carve his own fists.

This kind of carving is not the icing on the cake, but it is like removing the false and keeping the true. In the moment of life and death, the fist that Xie Tian dreamed of was restored.

Bang!
After the fists collided, the woman flew backwards at a speed that could tear apart the void.

(End of this chapter)