Ghostface's Wasteful Wife

Chapter 177 The Catastrophe Is Coming (1)
"Nan Jue, you bastard! Why don't you die!"

Feng Rou cursed bitterly, but Nan Jue ignored it, but stretched out his big palm and sucked it, the two of them left the ground and flew to him automatically, no matter how hard they struggled, it was useless!

"Hey, it's time to sleep, wait for your master! Hahaha!"

Nan Jue laughed out loud and threw the two of them into the void. They were swallowed up in the end, imprisoned in the same place as Norman, and fell silent.

The picture freezes on Nan Jue's face with a smug smile when he turns around!
Bang bang bang!
Ye Qingxin's eyes were red, she looked at the slack smiling face in front of her, she stepped forward and punched down, forgetting her divine power, the punch was bloody and bloody, but luckily the divine body was recovering, the bones were hard, only slightly cracked!

"Qingxin, calm down!"

"clam down!"

Jiu Xie and the others stepped forward to stop her, not letting her continue to harm herself, no matter how much they beat her, she would be the one who would hurt herself, and they couldn't touch Nan Jue at all, so what's the use?
"Ah! I'm going to kill him!" Qingxin shouted, her hands were imprisoned, her legs were pressed down, her neck was raised, and shocking veins burst out on it!
"Okay, we will kill him, we will, calm down first, calm down!" Jiu Xie comforted her as much as possible, carefully wrapped her bloody hand, and there was dense pain in her heart.

Boom!

Suddenly, the void trembled violently, a beam of intense light shone, and then an old voice came: "Who dares to break into the Ghost Temple!"

A huge palm grabbed at them, and with one palm, it could cover at least a dozen people!The four of Ye Qingxin are below, like ants that can be shot to death!

The terrifying coercion came, making the four of them breathless. Ye Qingxin, who had gradually regained her composure, was enraged at once, and a super explosive power rose from her body, violently opening the imprisonment of the three of Jiuxie. stood up.

The blood-red eyes that have not yet receded, turned scarlet immediately, hair danced wildly, the Taoist robe on his body was torn, revealing a tight black dress, violent killing intent spread around, like an enraged beast that could engulf the whole body in the next moment Spirit world!
"Die! Go to hell! Ah."

She yelled terribly, no one could stop her crazy, even Jiuxie was stunned!When she got angry, the potential in her body was fully stimulated, the pale golden manjusawa flashed between her brows, and the turbulent divine power poured towards her!

The summoning array under his feet has jumped from the virtual god level to the peak of the demigod, and he will become a true god in the next moment!
It’s amazing!

Everyone was stunned, no one could get close to her, the air current around her had already reached the point where it could tear people apart!
"Mouse, court death!" The old voice yelled again, and the power in the big palm added another layer!
This is at least a true god-level god-man!

Looking at the big palms covering her head, Qingxin had a crazy and bloodthirsty smile on her face, like a mandala blooming in despair!
She flew up, punched out, and directly met the big palm!

boom!
boom!
With fists and palms intersecting, the three of Jiuxie shook, and the void shattered layer by layer!
The void shatters!

On Nan Jue's smiling face, there were also cracks like spider webs!

Looking at it from the corner of her heart, the determined smile on her face widened, and the strength of her fist suddenly increased!
The owner of the big palm flying above her head felt her fighting spirit, and his heart shivered!
God level cultivation is the most difficult, although there are only five levels, but it takes a long time, and he felt the potential of this girl!Never ending potential!
But even so, he will not be relentless, even though she may become the new god in the future!
All thieves who disturb the ghost temple will be wiped out!

After reading this, the power in the big palm doubles. This is a hand that seems to be made of pure jade, without wrinkles or lines, with a lustrous luster, and the halo is scattered. There are countless gods sitting cross-legged on it, pious Psalms, this is the hand of a true God!
A true god is one who has become a real god, no longer a god-man, but a mortal body!
Qingxin smiled coldly, the hand of God?
Then chop off the stew!
Cutting off refining can also increase strength!It's like eating Tang's monk meat!
"Qingxin, are you okay!"

Stabilizing her figure, Jiu Xie yelled at Ye Qingxin, who was wrapped in the storm, and now she was surrounded by a cloud of turbid and strong fist wind, with a huge palm on her head, and no one else could approach her at all!

Ye Qingxin didn't answer, she was pounding violently with punches and palms, no one would budge, cold sweat was already streaming down her face, if it wasn't for the divine power in Manzhushahua, she wouldn't be able to hold on for so long!
God-level cultivation is not like other realms that can be challenged by leapfrogging. Each level represents a stage. This is a step from mortal to god, and only completeness can be complete!
And the true god at the other end has long been astonished. It is really rare that a demigod can resist him for so long!If it weren't for her impure intentions, he would not casually kill a genius, even in the God Realm, he wouldn't think there are too many geniuses.

Boom!

Another bang!
Ye Qingxin's body trembled violently, and she was taken back two steps by the big palm. In this slight flick, this space-time tunnel collapsed!
The space-time wall that was already broken couldn't stand the toss now. Now, as soon as the tunnel disappeared, an old man standing at the end could be seen clearly.

This is an old man of the real god, with long black hair flying away, and a slender body, he looks like a young man, but he has an old face, cloudy eyes, showing a little vicissitudes, which is very unsuitable!
He stretched out one hand, changing his moves, and the big palm on top of Qingxin's head followed his changes, changing his attack!

"Okay, junior, let's stop here, I appreciate you, but you are not my opponent yet."

An old voice came slowly, and the scarlet eyes of admiration rose unwillingly, the wrist was turned, and the divine power in the dantian was concentrated on the fist, preparing for the strongest blow.

You won't know until you try it!

The old man of the true god shook his head helplessly, and pressed his palm, and the forceful aura instantly deprived her of the right to breathe!
The lungs were squeezed into a sheet of paper, his face turned pale, and the divine power concentrated in his fist was instantly dissipated, like misty smoke, effortlessly!

Her strongest blow, in front of God, is so vulnerable!
The gap between gods and demigods is not so easy to bridge!
"No! Love!"

"Mistress!"

Mo Jiuxie and the three cried out in grief and indignation.

Ye Qingxin leaned back, took a mouthful of fishy sweetness from her throat, and took another look, the blood had turned pale gold, and she could clearly hear the rubbing sound of her own bones, as if she was about to be crushed in the next moment!
(End of this chapter)