Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"The power of 'one boundary'! How is it possible?" At the moment when the fist seal appeared like a world, all invincible could not help but cry out, and their eyes were straight.

"Broken sky fingerprints!" Shocked, he tried his best to slap him.

"Boom..." the collapse of a large area of the void, and a huge black hole appeared.

"Boom..." a figure flew out upside down, smashed countless mountains and destroyed an island in the sky. Just then he stopped.

No, even ye Wufeng was stunned by his fist. It was just a "Zhentian fist". Zhentian fist was just a primary magic power created by himself, but the feeling of this fist just now was somewhat similar to that of the ancient magic power "Maha God palm", especially the invincible sound of "power of one world" brought him some different flavor.

"Insect Lord, tell me quickly what does' the power of one world 'mean?" Dashao asked anxiously.

"Don't worry about what the 'power of one world' is. Let's have a few more punches to see if you can hit the feeling of the punch just now." The insect Lord didn't answer him, but urged him to come again.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Ye Wufeng hit five fists in one breath. Each fist was terrible, as if even the stars in the sky could explode.

"No, although these punches are also very strong, but this feeling is wrong. There is obviously less than that punch just now." Ye Wufeng closed his fist and locked his eyebrows together.

"Don't stop. You must find the feeling just now." The insect Master said seriously.

"Boom... Boom..." I don't hesitate to punch one punch at a time, and I don't care whether the invincible are dead or alive.

"No!"

"No!"

"Still wrong!"

"Eh, this punch is a bit like."

"Continue!"

"No!"

"No!"

"Boom..."

"Yes, I did. That's the feeling." Ye Wufeng said pleasantly surprised. He hit a hundred punches and finally hit the feeling of the punch just now.

"Go on, don't stop. We must take this opportunity to fully grasp it." The insect Lord urged.

"Boom..."

"Boom..."

Over time, the success rate has become higher and higher, from one hundred fist success to one ten fist success, then one five fist success, and finally one two fist success.

"Hoo Hoo..." Ye Wufeng's chest fluctuated, and his sweat rolled down like a stream. Every punch was hit with all his strength, and every punch seemed to empty his body. His strong sense of fatigue made him want to sleep directly many times, and insisted with strong willpower.

Forget the fatigue of the body, a pair of eyes become brighter and brighter, the feeling becomes clearer and clearer, and the flash in the mind becomes brighter and brighter.

"Click..." it seemed that something suddenly broke, and a flash of lightning came out of thin air in my mind, and then a cool feeling poured down.

Ye Wufeng's arm was flat, and his fist was not recovered. It seemed that he was frozen. His eyes were closed. He had an epiphany!

At this time, all invincible had already returned nearby. When Dashao hit his 100th punch, he came back. He was worthy of being a "Juntian Dharma body". He was not seriously hurt. He did not interrupt Ye Wufeng. Instead, he quietly watched him repeat the punch without making a sound.

With the increasing number of punches, the success rate of that mysterious punch is also getting higher and higher. His "Juntian Dharma body" time has come, fusion and separation, and automatically return to the void.

Finally, ye Wufeng kept the freeze frame posture and entered the Epiphany state, motionless and invincible. Only then did he close his eyes, silently aftertaste the charm of the fist, and try to master the essence of the terrible fist.

An hour

Two hours

Three hours later.

Ye Wufeng suddenly opened his eyes and made a sharp flash in the void.

"Zhentian fist!" With one punch, the power of the fist rolls like an endless river sweeping across the eight wastelands. There is lightning and thunder in the power of the fist, and a thundering world can be seen faintly.

Dashao took back his fist and nodded with satisfaction. Finally, he completely grasped this feeling, just like riding a bicycle. Once he learned it, he will never forget it.

"Zhentian fist!" Once again, the fist power is full of destructive power, which seems to contain a world of destruction.

"Zhentian fist!" The stars move in the power of boxing. This is a world of stars.

One punch at a time, ye Wufeng was like a child who found a new toy. He enjoyed this and that, but he stopped when he hit ten punches in a row. He was too tired.

His face was full of excitement. This unexpected epiphany made him master not a powerful move, nor a terrible magic power, but a terrible skill. Any magic power played with this skill will be doubled.

"Yes, you have finally mastered the real 'power of the world'." The insect Master said with satisfaction.

"Real world power? What do you mean? Didn't I use world power before?" Ye Wufeng asked puzzled.

"Those are, but incomplete. They can only be regarded as one world force or several world forces."

To put it this way, forming "the world" is a sign of being a saint, but that is just the beginning of the world, and the power of the world guided by the holy world is only a small part of it. Just like you used to invoke the power of the world, you can really enhance the power of the move, but it is only because your world is different. Often powerful, even if only a part is mobilized, it is stronger than those saints. " The insect Lord explained.

The young man thought thoughtfully and asked, "what does the 'power of one world' mean..."

"The formation of the world can be divided into the initial completion of the world, the small completion of the world, the great completion of the world and the perfection of the world. Generally, only the perfection of the world can play the 'power of one world' and mobilize the power of the whole world."

"Do you know what the world represents?" The insect Lord looked at him strangely and said.

Ye Wufeng shook his head honestly. The insect Lord hasn't told him these things. Of course he doesn't understand.

"The first level to the third level of the holy realm is the beginning of the world, the fourth level to the sixth level is the small success of the world, and the seventh level to the Ninth level is the great success of the world. Only the venerable realm is the world's perfection, and only the attack of the venerable realm can hit one world with one punch."

"Do you know why the boy was so shocked just now? There is' power of one world 'in the fist power. This is a blow from the venerable realm!" The insect Lord said with emotion.

"You, you mean my fist is a blow from the venerable?" There was a look of ecstasy in his eyes.

"Hum, it's far from powerful, but there's no difference in essence. It's enough to scare people. It can't frighten the venerable realm, but it's OK to frighten the saint realm and the half step venerable realm."