The meaning of the surging fist is astonishing. Under the meaning of the fist, any force will turn into nothingness.
The power of terror shook all sides.
Above the basement, those patrolling people felt the difference of the ground, and each one looked nervous.
Fortunately, a saint appeared and stopped their tension.
Under the basement, the saints of the holy Yin sect have passed all the illusions. They are not greedy, but they have some magic potions. They are already familiar with this place, so it's not surprising to come here all the way.
When they hide far away and see Ling Xiao use his fist to stir up the power of space, they open their mouths one by one, showing the color of disbelief.
At the beginning, when they came here, a saint was killed directly by the fist.
They all know that there is a tremendous fist waving inside, and they have all seen it, but what they have realized is only a little fur.
Now this young man can master the essence of boxing, and also understand the power of space, the breath suddenly rose up.
If it wasn't for the special space, I'd be shocked by Ling Xiao and all of them would be destroyed.
"Saint, he is breaking through, do we want to..." the high-level Saint made a neck cutting movement and whispered.
"Slow, he broke through. Maybe it's better to break the boxing space here. We can't lose the big for the small!" The virgin stopped.
But after she made this decision, looking at Yingwei's figure in the dancing, she didn't know why she felt that there was something wrong. But when she thought that there would be something extraordinary after the boxing space, she threw away the idea.
Ling Xiao doesn't know how long he has been boxing. He only knows that his realm is constantly improving. He feels like a figure in the sea of fire. Every fist carries a surging meaning. The power of the surrounding space is under his control. He has a kind of domineering feeling of truly mastering the world.
He felt as if he had blended into the heaven and the earth, could feel the air floating slowly, could feel the untouchable spatial forces that had always existed around him, and they contained certain tracks that he sensed one by one.
When Ling Xiao stopped punching, he sat down on the spot, and all his breath was collected.
After a long time, his breath burst out again.
Five different colors of energy flickered around him. The huge energy instantly twisted the space again, and the walls around him were shaking.
The aura around him kept converging towards him.
However, these auras are far from enough to satisfy Ling Xiao. There are many mysterious crystals in front of him.
Ling Xiao took a deep breath and absorbed the energy.
Countless forces constantly impact and wash Ling Xiao's body.
Ling Xiao only felt that his four limbs, five viscera, meridians, blood and flesh... Had been given a new pulp washing, and the vitality of any organ in his body also exuded a strong force, which greatly enhanced and improved his physique, and his life was infinitely prolonged.
The five color whirlpool in his elixir field keeps turning rapidly, and the power contained in it is like the vast sea of stars, which makes people feel so endless.
Great changes have also taken place in his sea of knowledge. The sea of knowledge has not only become several times larger, but also emptied of any impurities in the spiritual fluid. The bridge of the spiritual world shines like a rainbow, and the scene of the power of the world inside becomes more vivid, as if there is air and space, just like an alternative world, which makes people feel incomparably magical.
His soul power also exploded at this moment, and the condensed figure became more and more real, which was no different from the real person.
For the transformation of life, this is to achieve a sense of transcendence.
If many warriors break through the saints, their longevity will be extended indefinitely.
However, how many saints have stepped into this level as young as Ling Xiao.
Even if their bodies have been rebuilt, they will never be as perfect as Ling Xiao.
It can be said that Ling Xiao is now a saint. His appearance will not change in his whole life. That is to say, he can keep his youth without taking any antipathy herbs or pills.
And his potential is not comparable to those who have broken through the saints for thousands of years.
The saint who is less than 100 years old is absolutely unique in Zhongyu and can be called the first person in Zhongyu.
Ling Xiao didn't expect that after breaking through so many illusions and receiving a heavy blow, he had a chance to understand the meaning of the fist and the power of space, which is undoubtedly the most desired harvest of this trip.That surging power, let him have a kind of can't help groaning out of the comfortable pleasure.
He only felt that he had great power to destroy everything in the world and kill all the people who stood in his way.
"Just take you rats and practice your hands." Ling Xiaolian put on a happy smile and murmured.
Then, his body flashed in the same place, and he had already reached the other side. A fist with the meaning of a mighty fist was blowing towards the five saints who were hiding the breath.
This fiery fist completely filled the narrow space here. The fiery fire and fierce fist will shatter the walls here.
"This boy can find us. It seems that he has some means!" That high-level Saint wiped the cold laughter, just when he wanted to stop Ling Xiao's fist, one of them snatched his hand.
A Jueyin Qi met the fire fist.
Boom!
The two holy forces collided, and there was an earth shaking explosion, which finally caused the basement to collapse.
No matter how strong the prohibition here is, it was laid 200000 years ago. How many forces have disappeared.
All saints rise from here.
But outside, all the illusions of the shengyangjiao ruins disappear, and the scene of the ruins here appears in the eyes of those saints.
It's just that they don't know what's going on, and the ruins are beginning to sink under the ground again.
Then several figures rushed up from under the ground.
The saints saw several figures and immediately called respectfully, "see you saints, see you saints!".
"There's a strong alien invasion here, you all go back to the headquarters for a while," the high-level Saint said to hundreds of holy Catholics.
These people did not dare to have any objection, immediately left here from the transmission array.
At the same time, Ling Xiao and the virgin began to fight each other.
Ling Xiao thought that he had understood the meaning of boxing. With the power of boxing, he could kill the middle level saints.
However, he didn't have much peace with the coquettish woman in front of him, and the other side was just the strength of a low-level Saint like him.
Ling Xiao uses the Jiuyang burning heaven fist, which is the fist move of Zhiyang, while the opponent uses the opposite power, which is the absolute power of extreme Yin and extreme cold, and a set of claw skills.
I saw that a sharp white claw with the power to tear the space toward Ling Xiao kept catching.
Look at the sharp claws. Most people are afraid that they will fall down as soon as they are touched.
Ling Xiao has just broken through the saint, and her strength is endless. When she meets her opponent, she is not afraid, but excited.
Round the sun kept turning and pounding, the invincible intention to destroy everything in the world.
All the Yin claws are turned into powder under Zhiyang fist, but the cold air of Jueyin is attacking Lingxiao.
Ling Xiao has the sky fire to protect his body. He can also feel the attack of yin and cold. It's too weird.
"It seems that this girl is also carrying the most cold spirit, but... This palace just understood the meaning of boxing, you still can't see it enough!" Ling smile in the heart secretly paid a, momentum once again burst up, a round of white fists with terrible power toward the saint girl head fell down.
This fist contains the essence of the fist meaning that Ling Xiao just understood, and its power is quite terrifying.
The saint girl's face was grim, and the air of absolute Yin was surging out, and all the air around was extremely cold.
Nine Yin claw!
The saint screamed, all her strength gathered, her claws came out at the same time, and she met the fist.
Two different forces collide with each other and produce a strong destructive force, which distorts the space.
Finally, the white fist still smashed the two female claws, and the fist still blew towards the saint.
The saint had just tried her best, and her reaction ability was much slower. She found that she could not avoid the blow now.
"Don't hurt the virgin!" The high-level saint of the holy Yin sect screamed, and instantly appeared beside the saint. A force of space burst out, and beat Ling Xiao's surging fist out.
But when the high-level Saint hit the fist awn, his body was shocked by the power of the fist awn and even retreated several meters away.This high-level Saint looks red and white, which is obviously hard to accept.
He is a high-level saint, but he was shaken away by a new low-level saint. If it comes out, where will he go.
After a while, his murderous spirit became strong.
"Alien, you have offended and profaned my holy land. Today I will tear you to pieces!" That high-level Saint still does not forget to impose the unwarranted charges on Ling Xiao.
Then, a strong light shines on Ling Xiao. The dazzling light makes people unable to open their eyes.
Ling Xiao didn't expect that the old man was the power of light, and the pure light power he sent out made him a little unaccustomed.
"You don't have the right to want my life!" Ling laughs to startle to drink a, summoned a human figure to come out.
As soon as the figure appeared, it immediately swept towards the high-level Saint like a ghost. The speed was invisible and hard to observe.
Ah!
Between the lightning and flint, a scream started. It was obvious that someone was hurt