Chapter 95

"Buzz..."

The world hummed and the air trembled violently. Chen Xiaoming only remembered that his body seemed to be imprisoned by something, and there was a moment of delay.

The next second, a clear golden light fell from the sky and directly fell on Chen Xiaoming. The light came from the sun hanging high in the sky. The light of judgment, one of the profound meanings of the angel God, has extremely terrible lethality.

In an instant, an unparalleled heat spread all over his body. Chen Xiaoming's silver light flashed around him to resist the attack of the golden light. Nevertheless, his body was forcibly pressed down from the air.

"Divine power is really unique."

Under the blazing light, even his movements became slow. Chen Xiaoming moved his body as if he had been injected with lead water. He looked up at the golden flame divine sword with a hundred meters of snow above his head and cut it off with a sword.

"It's my turn, too."

A soft cry came from Chen Xiaoming's mouth, and he saw the silver light around him, and the golden light attacked by thousands of Ren snow was instantly forced out.

With a flash of silver light, a mysterious atmosphere appeared in the empty world behind him, and the space was slightly turbulent, like ripples on the water.

"Boom."

The space behind Chen Xiaoming was torn, revealing a dark space crack, from which a wisp of ancient and vicissitudes of life spread.

A huge and incomparable virtual shadow emerged. The virtual shadow connected heaven and earth. Gao didn't know what to do. At the moment of emergence, not only Qianren snow felt a shock and palpitation, but also countless sentient beings on the mainland felt it. It was like being watched by heaven and turning themselves into mole ants.

In an instant, there was a constant ancient spirit between heaven and earth. When Qian Ren Xuedun felt that the operation of divine power in his body was limited. The operation of divine power was above his eyes, and Qian Ren Xue looked at the virtual shadow.

The sky and the earth revolved and just looked at it. Qianren snow seemed to see the end of the endless starry sky outside the mainland. There was a willow higher than the starry sky, looming. When a branch waved, endless silver light burst out.

"Bang!"

With a dull sound, the breath in Qianren snow was disordered, the divine light in the eyes was extinguished, and a trace of blood was left in the eyes. Just looking at it, he was hurt by a trace of breath scattered across the endless space.

Qian Renxue was frightened in her eyes. She didn't know what kind of ancient existence she saw.

Is that also a soul beast? The source of all souls and beasts?

While Qian Renxue was terrified, Chen Xiaoming's face was a little pale, his breath was a little weak, his expression was ugly, and his eyes were full of anger.

This time, with the help of the primary blood source, the shadow of hollow willows came. I wanted to teach qianrenxue to be a man. No, it's a God.

As a result, as soon as the virtual shadow appeared, the law of heaven on the Douluo plane was pressed down. Chen Xiaoming could feel the exclusion in the law, as if the virtual shadow behind him was an external intruder.

If it weren't for the hollow willows, Chen Xiaoming would be suppressed now.

"Damn it, it was fine last time. Why not this time."

Out of self-protection, Chen Xiaoming now has to face the choice, continue to mobilize the breath of hollow willows, and resist the suppression of Douluo's will.

Or disperse the virtual shadow and introduce the breath into the martial soul to launch an attack.

After a short time of thinking, Chen Xiaoming could feel the oppression of the will of heaven. As soon as he gritted his teeth, Chen Xiaoming did not hesitate. The huge virtual shadow behind him gradually faded away, and a touch of eternal breath poured into Chen Xiaoming's martial soul.

"Good, Tiandao. I remember. I'll upgrade my blood later."

Primary blood origin, against the will of heaven in a world, Chen Xiaoming has that self-knowledge. However, this suppression makes him very unhappy.

In my heart, I have secretly decided to directly improve my blood after playing Qianren snow.

Without the suppression of the will of heaven, the silver light was suddenly released. The power of blood in Chen Xiaoming's body was driven, and the light of Wuhun green wood tree was released. Behind him, a wicker virtual shadow no more than three meters long appeared, emitting an ancient flavor. Endless silver light was integrated into it, and the virtual shadow was constantly solidified.

Wuhun Qingmu tree is located in the sky and sprinkles endless silver light. The virtual shadow and Qingmu tree merge into the only one. Then we see that the space is slightly turbulent and the space where Qingmu tree is located is looming.

"Whew."

Suddenly, a branch suddenly threw out from the green tree. The wicker was silent. As soon as it appeared, it met the golden flame giant sword of thousands of Ren snow.

The golden flame giant sword up to 100 meters gathers the sun's true fire, which itself restrained the wooden soul beast. At the moment, the attack hit at the moment. Qian Renxue felt the previous pressure and didn't leave his hand. He tried his best to mobilize the divine power in his body and converged towards the flame giant sword.

"Bang."

When the wicker is waved, the terrible momentum converges. It only erupts when it meets the golden flame giant sword, and the endless silver light blooms. The power of space tears the space. On the giant sword condensed by divine power, space cracks emerge one after another.

The dark space cracks spread like ink, but in a moment, the cracks on the 100 meter sun divine sword are everywhere, and the divine power is scattered. Don't swallow the space turbulence.

"Burst!"

Seeing the terrible space crack in front of him, Qian Renxue was frightened. When the six wings behind him shook and the figure retreated, a golden flame flew into the sun divine sword.

The real fire of the sun, which has gathered for a long time, erupted, and endless flames swept across a radius of kilometers. Chen Xiaoming's figure was swallowed up by the flame. At the moment, it seems that there is a huge fireball in the sky.

The figure of Qianren snow standing in the distant air did not eliminate Chen Xiaoming's happiness, but became more and more dignified.

The outbreak of the sun's true fire has turned the cold winter originally regarded as Tiandou Beidi into a scorching summer. Even in the far north city, the polar ice for many years has been melted.

The terrible temperature distorts the space. In the center of the outbreak, the snow on the ground has long been melted. The already messy ground is glowing red at the moment, and countless unfathomable cracks appear. It is not too much to burn thousands of kilometers of scorched earth.

"Huh?"

The snow that has been watching the true fire of the sun suddenly changed its look, set its eyes, and looked at a place.

In the burning sun fire there, a figure loomed and slowly walked out of the core.

There was a slight silver light flashing around the figure. The spiritual power of Qianren snow swept over, and his face became more and more ugly.

In her exploration, Chen Xiaoming was unharmed.

"Step."

With a slight sound and a slight shock in the space, Chen Xiaoming's figure came out of the real fire of the sun, his silver hair was elegant, and he smiled and looked at the snow.

"Your attack is too weak to hurt me."