Landed in the Floods 20,000 Years Ahead of Schedule

But it would be too arrogant to want to solve yourself with just one punch.

What's more, he, Luo Hu, also has the World Destruction Great Mill and the God-killing Spear. If he really fights to the death, even if he dies, he will be able to tear off a piece of Daoist Qinglian's flesh.

"Come on! Wu Luohu would like to see, except for Pangu, whether other people have tried their best to prove the Dao, whether they have a little bit of Pangu's momentum." Luohu said that he did not want to show weakness. .

The Heavenly Demon God also stopped the steps of refining the suffocating energy and blood, and watched from a distance, if there was anything wrong, he would immediately escape.

However, if it was just a punch, this Taoist Qinglian would look down on himself too much. How could Luohu be a demon god in the chaotic period, a fiercely famous demon god, and the chaotic demon god who died in the hands of Luo Hu did not know what to do.

Looking at Luo Hu again, he was already prepared, and he didn't want to be weak, but he was fully prepared!

Those remaining creatures also looked to the horizon, looking at the silhouettes of Wang Shuo and Luo Hu.

"One punch! If you take it, you can get out."

After Wang Shuo finished speaking, he took a step forward. The law of force in his hand converged on the fist wind, and the violent force erupted in an instant. The surrounding earth, mountains and rivers, all roared in the air.

Many gravel and wood blocks were swept up by the strong wind and crashed into the distant peaks!

Rahu hurriedly poured the law of killing into the Great Moment of Destruction, leaning against a mountain range, and sacrificed the Great Grind of Destruction.

Boom~

The violent explosion sounded, and Wang Shuo's fist also fell at the moment when the world-destroying mill was released.

With one punch, the black luster on the Great Destruction Grind immediately dimmed.

All the laws that have been poured into it are like a stone sinking into the sea, and they will never return.

Luo Hu sensed the aura of the World Destruction Mill, and his face changed suddenly. Although the World Destruction Mill had not been completely refined, it was also a treasure of chaos. It was eclipsed by Wang Shuo's punch.

when~

The World Destruction Damo finally couldn't bear the bombardment of the Law of Strength, so it flew out and crashed into the mountain behind Luo Hu. The mountain collapsed and collapsed in a large area, and the mud flow rolled down directly under the impact of the World Destruction Damo. , was razed to the ground in an instant.

Although the World Extinguishing Damo was blocked for a moment, Wang Shuo's boxing style remained unabated, approaching Luo Huan's face.

The breath of death was so close at hand, making Luo Huan take a deep breath, only to feel that life and death were all in this punch.

The demon god in the distance, seeing this scene, even felt his scalp numb, turned his head and ran away, turning into a black luster and disappearing into the sky.

Not at all sloppy.

Chapter 108 Dragon Scales (two more)

The fist stopped in front of Rahu's face.

Rahu's hair was shattered and shattered one by one in the fist-like wind, and the flesh on his face was almost deformed, with dozens of blood openings.

He widened his eyes, his eyes were full of blood, and gradually turned into darkness.

But in the end, Wang Shuo's fist did not fall.

Luo Hu swallowed his saliva, his heart was beating violently, and he walked through the gate of hell for a while, almost wet with cold sweat on his back.

And just at that moment, he seemed to have seen the scene of Pangu killing three thousand gods and demons with an axe when he created the world.

That kind of self-confidence, he has only seen it in Pangu and Wang Shuo throughout the prehistoric times.

There is no third person who possesses such audacity.

Even if there is, it is only in its shape, not in its spirit.

"Destroy the World, stay here, you can get out." Wang Shuo looked at Luo Hu, who was dumbfounded. He didn't look at him anymore, but turned around and rushed towards the mountain behind Luo Hu. The world-destroying mill in the depths of the mountains was dragged out by law.

Then he turned his head and flew to Fengshan.

After Wang Shuo disappeared for a long time, Luo Huan came back to his senses. He looked at the messy Fengshan territory, and then looked at the location of the gods. He, a 'friend' who had known him since Chaos, didn't know when he had slipped away. No shadow.

This couldn't help but make Luo Huan feel a coldness in his heart, but he didn't say anything, turned and walked towards the west.

With the evil spirits and blood, he only needs to go back to refining. He joined hands with the gods and gods to control the floods, and then broke the alliance of the heavens to prove the Tao by killing. The day of enlightenment is when Wang Shuo died.

It's just a pity that the world is destroyed...

Luo Huan sighed, took a deep look at Fengshan, touched most of the hair that had been cut off, and his face torn by the fist wind, and finally turned his head and flew to the west.

And Shi Qilin, who has been trapped in the Chaos Clock, witnessed this battle with his own eyes, and was also frightened.

Before he could speak, the big bell made a muffled sound.

The torrent of time and space quietly appeared in the big bell. In this torrent, the beginning unicorn quickly regressed, a hundred years, a thousand years, ten thousand years...

In the long river, Shi Qilin's body gradually became smaller from its huge size at the beginning, and its mana was also regressing. The cultivation base quickly fell to the Taiyi Jinxian, and finally it fell to the Jinxian.

There was almost no response, and the second bell rang, too.

thump~

After this bell rang, the first unicorn in the big bell was only half the size of the previous one, and his mind was a little unclear.

There was a bit of daze on his face, looking at the torrent around him, he seemed to be remembering something, but he couldn't remember anything.

He felt as if he had lost something very important, forgotten something very important...

thump~

third tone.