God Level Demon

Chapter 2511 Gas of Creation

“What?! ”

In that instant, the ancient sweaty hair stood up and his whole body was hairy. Even though it had just underestimated Xiaping, he still dared not to underestimate it in the face of this devastating punch.

“Shit, what the hell is this guy? The power of a different fire, seemingly filled with the power to burn voids and destroy all matter, can't even change the properties of my laws of creation? ”

Ancient stunned.

To be honest, when promoted to the ancient saints and mastered the laws of creation, its strength was such that it could crush all saints under the age of secondhand, like ants.

Whatever the enemy strikes, it can instantly change the magic, divinity, laws, and other properties of the enemy, rendering the enemy's power invisible.

It is as if dozens of nuclear bombs have been bombarded, and if they move their minds, they can change the molecular arrangement of nuclear bombs, making them empty, and there is no way to explode.

But even so, the air of creation is not omnipotent.

There are many special minerals in the universe, such as acoustic stones, soul stones, life stones, biogenic stones, etc., which contain a unique arrangement structure, the power of the law, and even the law of creation cannot be changed.

There are also powerful saints, and the power of the law on them is extremely strong, forming a field of time and space that is strong to the extreme, and the law of creation cannot be easily shaken.

And this Hell's Golden Wood flame is such a unique and powerful force that it burns, nothing burns, and even when the gas of creation penetrates, it evaporates quickly.

Imagine this ancient shock, and the fact that your own laws of creation can't have an effect on the boy, or even come close, is a fantastic idea.

Boom!

Without waiting for the ancients to figure out what it was, this punch came and bombarded it all at once, and a horrible force of destruction flames erupted deep inside it.

This is like the explosion of a sun at this moment, giving birth to terrible destructive forces.

In an instant, it senses a breath of death, and if it were to invade its own body with the help of this flame, it fears that its soul would be instantly burned to the ground.

“Splendid - fogging the void! ”

At this juncture of life and death, Ancient Qiaohuang exerted the natural divinity of the Qiaohui clan. Its body exploded instantly and instantly became a white fog, invisible and dispersed invisible.

Wow ~ ~ ~

The next second, it directly escapes the attack of the Jade Fist, and the whole body blends into the void, as if every fog was its body, everywhere.

Boom!

A sun explodes at this moment, creating billions of degrees of heat instantly, and most of the matter is completely evaporated by terrible temperatures for several light years in a circle.

Under the power of such an explosion, even the bodies of ancient saints had to be blown alive.

At the same time, a cluster of dark golden flames exploded, seemingly forming a small sun that burned away in all directions, turning this void into an infinite flame.

The vast majority of life cannot survive under such a fire.

But this ancient monster survived, turning it into a fog, blending into the void, as if hiding deep into the dimension, and no force could harm its body.

“Is this a magic trick?! ”

Xia Ping picked the eyebrows, but he didn't realize that Ancient Qiang was so simple to get rid of his attack. At this moment, he also suddenly remembered Qiang's natural magic - fogging.

To be honest, this bloodline, even in the universe, is famous for its herpes. Once the corporeal body is atomized, it is in a state of relative invincibility, and no attack can harm them.

This seems to be in the realm of inviolability and inviolability.

Of course, once the Gateway is operational, they cannot harm the enemy either.

But even so, it is very difficult for ordinary people to kill, after all, once this magic is carried out, they will be able to escape, and no race will be able to catch up.

“Kid, good, you really have the skill to force the old man to exhibit the magic of fogging. As a saint of the ancient world, you deserve to be proud. ”

This ancient anger erupted, and the voices came from all sides. It seemed that deep in the void, each strand was its own body, but every strand of fog was just its own.

It's so angry right now.

To be honest, it thought it would kill this kid to kill the ancient world. That was a capture, and that was the cheap and beneficial thing to pick up for nothing.

But who would have thought that this kid was infinite, had so many magic treasures, and had so much fighting power, that he had to make it all magical.

As you can imagine, it's now angry.

“Wait for me, my husband will summon his companions to kill you, and you will never be able to leave the universe alive. ”

This ancient, angry man intends to gather his companions.

It knows that it is temporarily impossible to kill a child with many means, but if it brings together enough companions, even an ancient saint of the Xuan clan.

The boy can't fly even with his wings plugged in, and he will surely die.

Although it is difficult to devour such a treasure as molten grass, if it does not do so, it will not be able to stop it, kill the boy, and there will still be nothing to get.

In that case, it would be beneficial to divide some of the interests and summon the companions of the Kui tribe.

“And summon companions? You don't have to. You don't have a chance. ”

With a whisper, Xiaping took another Hellboy from him - the revolutionary pen, with no expression on his face and a powerful force of time and space infused deep inside the revolutionary pen.

“No chance? Do you have any idea what you're talking about? Do you think you can kill your husband with your weak powers? Not to mention you, even the ancient saints, can't necessarily kill their husbands, you know? ”

Ancient jokes were like hearing a big joke, haha laughed.

But the next second, it stops laughing, because it instantly senses this dark golden pen lifting, pointing away at its own soul.

Clearly it is in a foggy state, blended into the void, inviolable and inviolable, but at this moment it feels a mysterious power that locks its soul.

As if it were a never-ending cause-and-effect line, connected from one end to the other, it could neither escape nor escape.

“Damn, what kind of treasure is this? ”

This ancient, sweaty, hairy body is more frightening than ever. It's just a pen, but it's worse and scarier than any magic treasure it's ever seen.

It seemed that the tip was filled with a terrible ray that could easily tear the universe apart.

As if this pen had mastered the cause and effect, outlined the circle, and judged the birth and death!