God Level Demon

“Mmm!”

Xia Ping picked the eyebrows, this man in black animal skin is not easy, he is more powerful than any real fire practitioner he has ever seen, every move has been refined by a thousand hammers, powerful and amazing fighting power.

But that's normal.

These lost people live in the misty stars, in the midst of five planets, surrounded by perilous crises, horrible barbarians everywhere, every day by a crisis of life and death, in the morning and evening.

A little carelessly, it will be eaten by the barbarians and become faeces.

There is even a rivalry for the survival of fellow citizens, fighting among the lost, betraying, stabbing behind their backs, competing for land, grabbing resources and treasures, which is common practice.

In such a harsh environment, they sharpen their martial arts, and beneath their boundaries, their fighting power is simply not comparable to that of the big disciples of greenhouse flowers.

So, the other party's first move is to kill, with endless killing machines, to put people to death.

“Die! ”

The black beasthide man looked at Xia Ping as if he were looking at a termite. He grinded the planet for decades, went through countless life-and-death crises, slaughtered a large number of barbarians and benefited greatly.

His combat power reached the level of fantasy. A rookie in the district, or a rookie in the early days of a real fire, how could he be his opponent?

Shots were stabbed, as if they had pierced the heavens and the earth, sweeping the air currents for thousands of miles, indestructible.

But even so, such strength is too weak and too weak for Summer Peak, who has been promoted to the early days of true fire.

Under the absolute power, the overwhelming power gap, any move is ridiculous.

It's like a martial arts ant, no matter how evolved, can't beat an elephant. It's a racial gap, a power gap, not a dimension.

Xia Ping stood still, one finger gently extended, suddenly a magic gushed out of him, and instantly a swirl appeared on his finger.

The vortex center, too, has emerged dense numbness, like a black hole, rapidly spinning, creating a horrible swallowing power, the vortex force, and thus resisting the black beastskin man.

Boom!

Suddenly, the gun was settled and all its power was rendered invisible, as if it had been swallowed up by a black vortex, and no matter how hard the black beasthide man pushed, he could not make half a step forward.

Even on the earth where he stood, he was struck hard and instantly shook up a huge deep pit, generating devastating forces of destruction, and the rocks around him were all shaken into powder.

Nearby winds rolled up, and some weak people were directly shocked out and coughed up blood in the middle of the sky.

“How is that possible?! ”

Black beastskin man shocked, incredibly looking at Xiaping, he must have a shot, even the practitioner of the kingdom of Jindan, dared not say that he could so understate the catch.

But the kid, just a finger, turned his full power into invisible, exaggerated.

He felt that the finger was not like a finger, but a giant pillar of an engine, a mountain, a statue, a god too ancient, so overwhelming and oppressive.

“No, stop! ”

The scar man drank loudly, he felt a deadly killing machine from Xiaping, like a dead mountain of blood, creating many visions, causing hallucinations in the soul.

He tried to stop it, but it was too late.

Xia Ping's left fist burst out, shaking and blasting on the black beastskin man, this fist contains the power of thunder, countless lightning symbols converge on the fist, fast and the trajectory is like a lightning winding.

“No!”

The black beastskin man contracted his pupils, and he tried to avoid them, but the punch was too fast, and he was only a few meters away from Xiaping.

So fast, so short a distance, how can that stop!

Boom!

He couldn't even make a scream. His fists burst and his body was instantly blown up into a bloody mist. He shouted and dyed the earth red.

Even the fist attack killed the past, passing for dozens of miles, a mountain hundreds of meters high in the distance was suddenly bombarded half way, along the way, the land was peared out by a terrible crack, spread for dozens of miles.

The air has lightning, punch too fast, friction with the air and burning smell.

“Xu Five! ”

Seeing the black beastskin man Xu Wu was punched and exploded by Xiaping, a group of lost people stared at Xiaping's eyes, as if he wanted to kill, also as if he was a group of beasts, horrible.

“Son of a bitch, kill my men, you're dead! ”

Scar man was angry and furious, the kid was so arrogant, he dared to kill in front of his own leader, the real person in the realm of Jindan, and killed his men.

Do you really think he's a paper tiger?

Even though he was worried that the kid might have some cards, killers, but now it doesn't matter, he doesn't believe in himself as a real person in the real world, he can't kill a small real-world fire practitioner.

Whatever the baseball card this kid has, whatever he's got, he's going to die today.

Boo!

In the blink of an eye, he immediately pulled out a knife, the Medium Spirit Device - the Demon Knife Blood Heaven!

As soon as this demonic knife appeared, it seemed like a dead mountain and a sea of blood had appeared. The blood was spirited and the ghost was heavy. I didn't know how much resentment, anger and magic I had accumulated.

Without a doubt, it's a magic machine, and I don't know how many people's blood it takes to forge a Pharaoh.

The scar man is undoubtedly also an extinct demon, killing people like numbness, otherwise he would never have used such a magic device and would not have fit so well.

Fortunately, they did not promise to join each other's tribes, otherwise they would be killed by this demon using all sorts of tricks, and could even become the other's swordsman's soul, never to survive.

“Die! ”

Scar men cut a knife and a blood knife came from a half-space bombardment. The knife appeared to have many blood symbols clustered together, each as if it were a skeleton.

This knife is filled with infinite resentment, anger and magic. Once it hits the enemy, it can corrupt not only the magic, but even the soul, into infinite purgatory.

“Chaos clock! ”

Xiaping immediately ran the chaos clock, which appeared at the top of Xiaping's head and immediately excited an energy, instantly forming a dense numbness of flutter, like a colorful light screen, instantly blocking around his body.

Boom!

This bloody knife bombarded down onto the five-color screen, sounding loud, sparking brilliance, creating a powerful impact, shocking Xiaping backwards and backwards.

He rubbed across the floor and glided for miles, producing a terrible crack in the hard-boiled pear, which prevented him from resisting.

But even if the impact is staggering, it will not break through the chaos clock defense.

“Impossible, to resist my magic knife blood heaven! ”

The Scar Man couldn't believe that he was an early practitioner in the kingdom of Jindan, and the blood dome of the Chinese spirit apparatus. He couldn't kill himself.