God Level Demon

“Die! ”

The second-hand demon St. Jerome's face was blushing, and he seemed to see the scene of this damned immortal saint dying in front of him, who would be beaten to death by his own punch and turned into a piece of meat sauce.

Even immortals cannot survive under this twisted punch of space-time, and all immortal cells will be crushed.

Boo!

At this moment, a black figure suddenly appeared in front of St. Jerome, a second-hand demon.

“Who?! ”

St. Jerome, a second-hand demon, was astonished. He had no idea that at this time, he would have killed Cheng Jingjin.

“My name is 37190; both. ”

At this moment, Xiaping's body finally snuck up from the battlefield, because what he had on his body was important and not to lose, so he picked it up himself.

With the power of two immortals, it is presumably impossible to resist the power of this ancient demon.

“Whatever it is, if you dare to stand in my way, die with me. ”

The second-hand demon Saint Jerome drank angrily and didn't give a shit. He even inspired the power of every cell on himself, almost doing everything in his power to make the blood godless.

There was an immediate and more terrible outbreak from it than just now, and it seemed that hundreds of millions of miles of space and time had been distorted.

“Causal barriers. ”

Xia Ping couldn't escape and immediately took out the Hellboy - the Book of Cause and Effect.

Suddenly, a huge book lay before him, and at the same time a huge barrier of transparency was erected, an energy barrier amassed by countless laws of the universe, containing causes and consequences, encompassing six paths and a circle.

It seems to be the end of everything and the origin of everything.

Boom!

Between moments, this twisting punch of space-time bombarded the causal barrier, and the forces of terror erupted like a landslide tsunami, trying to destroy the barrier.

But it didn't work at all, as if it were cotton, wrapped in a cluster of causal energy, and all the forces couldn't escape the barrier.

“How is that possible? ”

Seeing this scene, the pupil of St. Jerome the second-degree demon contracted, it was simply incredible that he could not resist the blow with all his might, even the same class of second-degree saints.

But in the face of this strange energy barrier, it is an easy resistance to the blow of twisting space-time, as if everything it does is useless.

“There is cause and consequence, and reward one another in the way of others. ”

Xiaping's hands stamped, running the force of causation inside the causal book, his eyes revealed a glimmer of light, and countless causal symbols flowed deep inside the causal barrier.

“Impossible, not only to resist, but to seem to be able to bounce back. ”

At this moment, St. Jerome, the ancient demon, feels a dangerous to extreme atmosphere, and that strange energy barrier is distorted and seems to have created a terrible counter-attack force.

It perceived that it contained a blow of its own power and seemed to be about to return along the way, bombing itself.

You know, this is a blow that even the ancient demon holy can't resist. If it bombs itself, even if it doesn't die, it will be severely injured.

“Bad, run. ”

Jerome Khan's hair rose and felt immense danger, trying to escape immediately, but it was too late and the causal barrier bounced back faster than he had imagined.

Boom ~ ~

In an instant, that punch that had been bombarded to Xiaping returned along the way, as if it had locked the airplane on Jerome, and the time and space around it had been distorted, destroying everything.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, Jerome was overwhelmed, his entire body was struck by this boxing, and his horrible destructive power instantly spread all over his body, piercing his chest and spraying blood as if he didn't want money.

It screamed terribly, its body was torn apart and its soul was suddenly devastated.

Hundreds of millions of miles of space and time nearby were crushed, a mountain, a river that seemed to be vanished at this moment, and the area was completely razed to the ground.

There are even hundreds of millions of huge cracks across the earth for more than a dozen light years, with terrible temporal air everywhere, a shattered space, connecting countless dimensions of time and space, and terrible spatial turbulence everywhere.

But even so, thanks to the immortal power of the Middle-Ancient Demon Holy Power, Najerome is still alive, and the flesh scattered throughout space quickly creeps, quickly gathering together to form a whole.

“Humans are waiting for me to rob my demon tribe. You will surely be my demon tribe's enemy in the future. Even if you flee to the end of the universe, you will not be spared our demon tribe. ”

Jerome made a terrible howl, and at this moment it was terrible, not knowing how many years it had not been so badly wounded, and if the force was a little stronger, it would be dead.

And it's still dying under its own power, and that's how stubborn it is.

Boo!

As soon as the voice came down, it let go of the harsh words, and instantly it started to run at a magical speed, spreading its wings, and suddenly fell into the depths of the void, trying to escape.

Because Jerome also knows that his situation is too dangerous now, and if he continues, he will surely die in the hands of this strange and strange saint.

It doesn't want to take too many ancient dragon charms right now, it just wants to get out of this dangerous place alive.

After all, your life is more important than your own.

Even if this treasure is lost, it will not die if it is punished by the demonic high ranks. At best, it is confined to a great prison, and it will survive hundreds of millions of years later.

So by comparison, it made an immediate decision.

It has to be said that Jerome, a second-hand demon, fled incredibly quickly, instantly entering the infinite depths of space and time, carrying out the realm of time and space, and breathing for hundreds of light-years.

Even second-hand saints catch up with Jerome, which is impossible.

“Still want to run? Come out, turn the pen, kill the devil! ”

Xiaping's eyes revealed a hint of cold. Where would he let this ancient demon, Saint Jerome, run away? If this ancient demon, he would probably have more enemies in the future.

And the secret of his own separation may also be perceived by the other party, in any case, this ancient demon Saint Jerome must die in this place, he must cut the grass to root out.

Whoops!

For a moment, Xia Ping's right hand had an extra revolving pen, which emitted an unparalleled amount of divinity, and it seemed that behind him there was an ancient god of meditation.

The left-handed causal book, the right-handed pen, seems to determine the life and death of all kings of heaven.

Cause and effect and the power of revolution are interwoven together, as if they were a great and indescribable force. An unknown breath is born from the depths of Xia Ping, and no cosmic law can interfere with and escape everything.