Chapter 1130

He was trembling with the power of burning blood in his body to support the riot power from the three-star power, and only clenched his teeth to hold on.

This is the strongest blow that Sun Yi can make at the moment. If he still loses, death is his only ending.

The terror force surged all over the body, making the young god of war slightly stagnate his attack.

The terrible power broke those stacked palm prints. At this moment, Sun Yi's power suppressed the young god of war.

There was a trace of surprise in the eyes that remained unchanged from ancient to modern times. At the moment, he could break out such a terrible resistance.

However, the young god of war was extremely calm. The big hand in the hand was urged to the extreme at this moment. The endless palm print was really covered by the sky, and the terrible pressure broke everything.

Sun Yi's artistic conception is not as good as the young god of war, but at the moment, the cards are all numbered. After the outbreak, he is extremely terrible. The terrible force crushed the world and collided with the young god of war with the most powerful punch.

Between the collision of the two forces, time and space were solidified and attributed to silence, but suddenly, the power like a tsunami broke out. Sun Yi's body was damaged more terrible, and the figure of the young god of war was also more and more dark at the moment.

In the face of the terrible young god of war, with an unyielding mind, Sun Yi broke the shackles of the God of war with trembling arms, and died to the young god of war in a crazy surge.

"I only have the power of one blow. This blow must defeat the young god of war!"

Sun Yi roared violently. Like a bound dragon, he broke away all shackles and came from the world with terrible strength. The artistic conception of breaking the sky was urged out by Sun Yi in a moment.

After all, prohibition is prohibition. No matter how powerful the young god of war is, it is only transformed by magic. There are no changeable creatures, but only fixed routines.

Such terrible explosive strength has exceeded the limit that the young god of war can resist.

Without the blessing of broken sky artistic conception, the young god of war was hit by Sun Yi, who was stained with blood. All the power in his fist fell into his body. In an instant, the terrible light erupted from his body, making the world tremble.

At this moment, Sun Yi's strength was exhausted. He didn't even have the strength to stand. He fell directly on the earth.

"Yes, I won the young god of war." Sun Yi smiled bitterly. After all, he won the battle. The outbreak just now had destroyed the body, and the joy of the rest of his life also came to his heart.

The explosion of power, the shadow of the young god of war was shattered like a bubble, and a black and tough hair fell from the void to the ground.

"Is that figure just a hair of the God of war?"

Sun Yi tightly condensed to the hair and smiled more bitterly. He almost let himself die. What tortured him was only one hair of the God of war. Such strength is unimaginable.

In fact, at the level of God of war, one hair can cut the sun, moon and stars, and a drop of blood can destroy the endless earth.

"You are better than me. If you win, you can get a new life."

A wisp of ideas came out of the space, and a force suddenly came, which made Sun Yi see another scene.

The blood cloud was thick, and the rolling evil Qi condensed into a evil cloud. The blood red earth was full of terrible bodies, and a figure in dark clothes turned his back to him.

At the moment, Sun Yi's intact body suddenly came here. It's strange that he didn't have any scars.

"Was the fight just illusory? My three stars are still there, but my spiritual strength is much weaker. "

Sun Yi murmured to himself that he had not suffered a trace of injury, as if the terrible battle just now was only maintained by fantasy.

"No, what I just said is true. It is the power of the road of dreams. The relationship between the God of war and the master of nightmare is also a teacher and a friend. His way of heaven in dreams is also involved. If you don't defeat the young god of war, the result must be like what he said. The dream will really become a reality and die."

Just now, during the transmission process, the Golden Book found a clue. If it wins, the dream is still a dream and will not come true.

The heavenly way of dreams is extremely terrible. It's hard to tell whether it's true or false.

Sun Yi nodded slightly. His eyes were scanning the space and fixed on the figure with his back to him.

A trace of doubt suddenly appeared in my heart. What test is hidden here and who is the figure.

"It's really amazing that I can come here. It's worthy of being another me."

The figure then turned to Sun Yi and said with a smile, but the face of the figure made Sun Yi's eyes stare. How can this be possible.

That face was as like as two peas, but a few angry spirits between the eyebrows, like a merciless devil.

"Who are you?" Sun Yi stared at him and asked.

"I am you, you are me, and there is no difference between you and me."

Said the figure.

"Fart, how can you be me." All this is so strange that one person is exactly the same as him.

"I am your dark side. The power here expands the dark side of your heart infinitely. I am your demon, the demon who controls killing."

The Taoist shadow spoke surprisingly and claimed to be Sun Yi's demon, which belonged to his dark side and represented killing.

Every martial artist has a mind devil in his heart. At ordinary times, the mind devil is restrained by the martial artist and can't come out to cause trouble. Once the martial artist is seriously injured and his mind is weakened to the extreme, the mind devil is likely to occupy the martial artist's sea of knowledge, which is also known as being possessed by fire.

The more powerful the warrior's heart devil power is, the more powerful the environment here makes Sun Yi's heart devil infinitely expanded. It should be that the Lord of war has laid a terrible array.

"You did all this?" Sun Yi frowned tightly.

"Yes, I did everything here. In fact, you did it." The devil smiled and didn't care at all.

"It's ridiculous. All the people I kill should be killed. I can't kill innocent people. How can I create such killings out of thin air."

Sun Yi sneered.

"I am you, and I will replace you."

The evil spirit suddenly turned into a black shadow to take Sun Yi's life.

For him, the environment here suddenly lured him from a seed to a towering tree. Naturally, he wanted to take Sun Yi's life and become a real life.

"Even if you are really my demon, I will kill you today. How can I be interfered by you!"

Sun Yi's heart of martial arts and Taoism is extremely tenacious. He must kill the demons today.

Terrorist forces collided, and two identical figures quickly collided together, setting off terrible fluctuations.

What makes Sun Yat-sen frown is that the moves of the heart devil are no different from him. What he thought, the heart devil can think of, so he broke his moves.

In an instant, the two fought a hundred moves, but separated by a draw.

"I said I was your devil. You will and I will, so you can't kill me."

The demons sneered, bullied the flesh, and had terrible magical powers. He had everything.

Sun Yi also felt difficult. For the first time, he felt that he was so difficult. No matter what magic power he showed, he was broken in the same way. This demon was on the same level with him and could not be killed with brute force.

Even if the war lasts for hundreds of thousands of years, it will end the same way.

He looked at the proud and arrogant demon and the endless killing. Then he realized it. His eyebrows widened and looked at the demon with a smile.

"Why did you laugh?"

The demon seemed to feel bad and asked in panic.