Eternal Evil Emperor

Chapter 2152 Qiu Tian, ​​you are not strong
Just like the scene of Pang Xuan's fairy banquet, facing the second enemy, Xie Tian imitated Pang Xuan's bloodline aura for the second time.

Although compared to Pang Nu's serious bloodline aura, his aura is less colorful, but he imitated the situation where the void collapsed in the whirl of life quite well.

It can even be said that Xie Tian, ​​who has been sharpened by the six-point void origin of the wings of the great roc, and experienced the great improvement of Longteng Sanxiao, has all five kinds of heavenly origins climbed to the four-point peak, and the imitation of Xie Tian can already be compared in terms of power. Comparable to Pang Xuan.

On the other hand, the aura of Pang Xuan's bloodline is entirely due to the super talent of Pang Nu's family in the void.

Xie Tian's imitation relies on the five origins of the Dao of Heaven.

The profoundness displayed by the cooperation of these five kinds of origins of the heavenly way even surpassed the aura of Pang Xuan's bloodline, and his accomplishments in the way of the origin of Ruyi can be called amazing.

Only this kind of astonishment can make up for the fragility of imitation, can make Qiu Tian's pupils shrink, and can drive Yan Ming Shawu back a hundred feet.

however……

"Baizhang?"

Yan Ming Shawu was forced to retreat, Qiu Tian was startled at first, but when he saw that the forced retreat was less than a hundred feet, he was immediately stunned.

"Amitabha……"

Even Yuan Ba, who changed his attitude from being a petty benefactor to bowing down to pay homage to the little benefactor, was surprised to see all kinds of colors.

Because they didn't think there was any use in forcing Yan Ming Shawu back Baizhang.

"If Qiu Tian hasn't become a saint yet..." Yuan Ba, who didn't want to question Xie Tian's new knowledge, murmured subconsciously, "Perhaps Baizhang might, probably, be of some use."

Facing Qiu Tian must be facing the pinnacle of the second God Realm.

In this kind of peak killing, Baizhang is a distance that is completely too late to react.

Leaving this aside...

What is a saint?

Follow the law!
Take the origin of the way of heaven as the whip, and whip the common people!
Waving is the holy pattern!

No matter what kind of heaven-defying method, it is almost always thought out and killed!

Therefore, in the battle of saints, it is simply impossible to see the tricks!

After reaching this level, the only useful way is to rely on the extremely sensitive changes in the origin of the way of heaven, to observe the opponent when the opponent's attack has not really taken shape, and try to figure out the opponent's attack!
In this way of fighting, let alone hundreds of feet, thousands of feet are useless!
At least ten thousand miles!

Otherwise, Qiu Tian would be so full that he could use Yan Ming Shawu with a radius of a million miles!
"Yes, Baizhang." Xie Tian nodded, while suppressing the 31 dark immortal platforms in his body that were ready to move, he said, "You can start..."

Before he finished speaking, his body turned slightly to one side...

Almost at the same time as moving sideways!

A centimeter away from his neck, there is a black line that seems to be two hundred feet long and seems to be slightly curved.

The reason why it looks like...

This is not a two-hundred-foot black line, but a half-finger-long black light.

It was only because the speed reached the limit that it dragged out an afterimage of two hundred feet.

"Is it?"

Dodging the killing supernatural power shot out from the Yan Ming killing fog hundreds of feet away, Xie Tian uttered the last two words.

"It must be a coincidence!"

After being stunned for a while, Qiu Tian took a deep breath, then closed his killing eyes, and told himself silently in his heart.

"Ah, Amitabha..."

Yuanba's expression was slightly dull, and then he also closed his Buddha eyes, secretly replacing himself with a respectable little benefactor...

Then he discovered that even if he was not seriously injured by this Yan Ming thorn, minor injuries were inevitable.

Not to mention how awesome it is to be slightly injured by Yan Ming's thorn under the cover of Yan Ming's killing mist...

"The little benefactor completely avoided it, and, moreover, he hid like that..."

Xie Tian's dodging behavior seems to be insignificant, but it is precisely the four words insignificant that make him calm and calm.

And what does this indifference and calmness indicate?
Whoosh!
Qiu Tian, ​​whose murderous intent was brewing to its peak, suddenly opened his killing eyes, and the vision of boundless killing took shape in Yan Ming's killing mist!

This is what Xie Tian's indifference and calmness can explain!
Seeing this scene, Yuanba Buddha's eyes suddenly widened!

"Chou Tian took the initiative!"

This is also something he has never encountered before!

In the several life-and-death battles with Qiu Tian, ​​he took the lead in every battle, taking the lead!
"Chou Tian, ​​you finally discovered the little benefactor's li..."

Yuan Ba's "comfort" muttered to himself...

"Post-loving ants, you can live to this day only because God wants me to kill you with my own hands!"

Stern!

Stern!

Such a sharp sound is enough to show how strong Qiu Tian's killing intent is!
But contrary to what Yuanba guessed, it wasn't because he realized how powerful Xie Tian was...

It's the unbearable feeling of "creating" miracles one after another after the imposing manner and avoiding Yan Ming's thorns!

Shout like a horn!
Shake the boundless vision!

Let's kill and attack evil together!
And Yan Ming's killing mist, which pervades millions of miles, is also about to move at this moment, like a huge scarlet egg, and I don't know how many killings it is breeding!
Just this kind of chill exuded by gestation and killing made Yuanba Buddha's body numb!

The killing of the vision!

Breeding Kill!

In front of these two, Yuan Ba ​​was terrified. Xie Tian, ​​who was in it, even if he had a world of hundreds of feet opened up by his aura, his feelings would increase many times!
He knows the sea like being stabbed by a needle!
His evil body is like being cut!
His blood eyes were like being scorched by fire!
however……

This seemed to be what he wanted.

So, with his eyes closed, he smiled and sighed softly.

"It should be enough..."

I don't know whether it was talking to himself or asking himself, but just as he said these words, he suddenly opened his cold blood eyes!
Boom!

Open it for a moment...

Above the Yan Ming killing mist for millions of miles, the red thunder exploded!Blood electricity splits the air!
In the colorful world of more than a hundred feet, the killing intent is like a dragon!Howling to the sky!

Watching this scene helplessly, Yuanba gasped!
"The killing intent of the little benefactor, unexpectedly, can break through Yan Ming's killing fog?"

Not to mention Yuanba, even the five-foot illusory golden dragon who is walking on the old road of shooting the sun bow and waiting to save Xie Tian, ​​the dragon's eyes are all staring!
"Good guy! The little devil's ability is less than one millionth of what he was before, but he didn't lose his killing intent. He is worthy of being a little devil!"

The killing intent erupting from Xie Tian's body actually resonated with the will of the Dao of Heaven, playing red thunder, falling blood electricity, and chopping the killing fog, which was enough to make the murderous Qiu Tian lag for a ten-thousandth of a second!

A ten-thousandth moment of lag...

he asked in disbelief!

"Could it be that his killing intent is stronger than mine?"

Xie Tian seized this one-in-a-million chance to put the finishing touch on the useless Baizhang!
"kill!"

Kill the sound!
Xie Tian punches!

Fist out of the stars!
Blast into the killing fog!

"kill!"

Two kill sounds!
Xie Tian closes his fist!

Fist closed colorful burst!
The silk is woven into a web!
Kill the stars into the fog!
Booming endlessly!

Shining!
Yan Mingshawu was torn to shreds like cloth!
Kill the net to recover!
Grid Spin!

The original flow!

All kinds of supernatural powers of Yan Ming are blocked by the source!
Punch.

Break through the killing fog.

Shut up.

Stop ten thousand kills.

After glancing at Yan Ming Shawu, who was gradually recovering under the drive of Qiu Tian's instinct, Xie Tian, ​​who retracted his fist, looked at the stunned and inexplicable Qiu Tian, ​​and spoke softly.

"Chou Tian, ​​you're not strong enough."

(End of this chapter)