From the prototype, immortal

Instantly, the sky seemed to be torn apart, and a dazzling golden light suddenly leaped out from Mishra's palm, like the first ray of light from the rising sun, instantly illuminating the dark space around.

This golden light was not soft, but with an indescribable sharpness and blazing, as if it could cut through the void and penetrate people's hearts.

Mishra's five fingers opened slightly, as if she grasped the secrets of the universe. Countless gorgeous beams of light, as if pulled by an invisible force, bloomed from her fingertips, interweaving into a gorgeous picture of light.

These beams of light were not static, they danced in the air, intertwined with each other, forming an airtight light net.

Each thin line flashed with a heart-pounding light. They were not just the form of light, but also contained a terrifying power that could shake the world.

This power, even the strong standing in the distance watching, couldn't help but feel their scalps tingling, as if once touched by these rays, they would instantly turn into dust.

Billions of golden streams of light poured out at this moment, like a river bursting its banks, unstoppable.

These lights are not only the embodiment of the fist wind, but also the ultimate display of Misra's speed and strength.

Every punch was accompanied by a slight tremor in space, as if even time was distorted by this force.

Thousands of brilliant lights pressed down overwhelmingly, covering everything around. At this moment, those originally arrogant and domineering demons seemed to be swallowed by endless darkness and lost all their resistance.

Lightning light speed punch!

In one second, or even shorter, she can punch hundreds of millions of times. Each punch is the ultimate pursuit of strength and speed, a display of light speed, and a miracle beyond the limits of human beings.

In these endless fist shadows, each punch is enough to destroy a mountain, and each punch is enough to dim the stars.

In the sky, those golden fist shadows fell like a meteor shower. They intertwined and overlapped in the air, forming a series of gorgeous light curtains, illuminating the entire battlefield like daylight.

Wherever these fist shadows passed, the mountains and forests were ruthlessly cut into pieces, and the huge trees were like fragile straws, easily broken and turned into wood chips all over the sky.

Smoke and dust rose up, covering the sky, as if even the sky was shocked by this unprecedented power and began to tremble, and the clouds were torn into pieces, revealing a mottled sky.

In this chaos, the demons were like fallen leaves blown away by the wind, struggling in the torrent of power without any resistance.

Under the bombardment of the light speed fist, their bodies were no longer the terrifying existences that frightened countless creatures, but quickly disintegrated and turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

Those demons, with their power and cruelty, made countless creatures tremble, and their names were engraved in the history of fear, becoming nightmares for countless nights.

However, at this moment, they were as small as dust. In front of this irresistible force, all the hideousness and brutality were completely wiped out, leaving only the faint smell of blood in the air, and the gradually dissipating fear and despair.

Especially the 500,000-level demon with a height of one kilometer and a body length of several thousand meters. It was the most powerful existence on this land. It used to do whatever it wanted with its power and no one could defeat it.

However, at this moment, it could not escape this devastating blow.

Under the continuous bombardment of hundreds of millions of light-speed fists, its body was like a huge piece of glass. Every punch was like a heavy hammer falling, making a dull and heart-pounding sound, echoing between the world.

Those fist shadows were as dense as a meteor shower, and each punch carried enough power to destroy mountains and rivers. Under this continuous attack, the huge demon was covered with tiny cracks all over his body, and the cracks spread rapidly, covering his body like a spider web.

Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the surrounding air red. The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, which was disgusting.

Its tendons and bones were broken inch by inch under the huge impact force, and it let out a shrill scream, which was like the wailing in hell, which was creepy.

However, this sound was soon drowned out by the roaring fist wind. In the end, the once invincible demon collapsed completely under the bombardment of countless fist shadows and turned into nothingness, leaving only a deep pit, like a scar on the earth, witnessing the cruelty and tragedy of this battle.

With the disappearance of the demon, the ground began to shake violently, as if the anger of the earth was being vented, and it seemed to be mourning for those innocent victims.

Under the crust of the earth, powerful forces were surging, as if something was about to break out of the ground.

A huge bulge slowly rose on the horizon, accompanied by a rumbling sound, which was like the roar of an ancient beast, shocking people.

Then, the fiery red magma gushed out from the cracks in the earth's crust like an angry dragon, rushing into the sky. The high temperature of the magma twisted and deformed the surrounding air, making a hissing sound.

The light of the magma and the golden fist shadow that had not yet dissipated in the sky complemented each other, forming a spectacular and terrifying picture, as if it was the ultimate showdown between nature and human power.

In this chaos and destruction, Chang Wei ended his control over Misra.

Misra regained control of her body. She widened her eyes and looked at the scene of the collapse of the mountains and the earth in front of her in shock, with unspeakable shock and fear in her heart.

Her own power could actually do such a thing? She couldn't believe her eyes.

From Chang Wei's possession, Misra learned how to use the power of truth to punch the lightning speed punch.

The power of truth itself is a kind of power that is not much worse than the microcosm of the Saints, and is even more powerful in some aspects.

It contains mysterious and ancient wisdom and power, which can stimulate the potential deep in the human heart.

Chang Wei used the power of truth to reproduce the light speed punch of the Saint Seiya, and found it unexpectedly suitable.

The perfect combination of the power of truth and the light speed punch not only greatly enhances the power of the punch, but also can exert the power of the power of truth.

Driven by this power, even those seemingly invincible demons are as fragile as paper.

Of course, this is from the perspective of Misra's power.

"Teacher... Can you tell me next time you enter my body?"

After Misra came back to her senses from the shock of the lightning speed punch, she complained to Chang Wei with the shyness and dissatisfaction of a girl.

Her voice trembled slightly, both because of the fear and shock she had just felt, and because Chang Wei's sudden possession of her body made her feel a little uncomfortable.