Chapter 1602

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“This guy is crazy!”

“He wants to compete against Yun Lao!”

“Bring about one’s own destruction, even if he tries desperately, he can only be crushed all the way!”

Looking at the actions of Qin Yichen, the powerhouses of countless major evil Imperial Family could not help but raise some shock, but still no one thinks that he has the ability to compete with the giant powerhouse in their clan. !!

At this time, Qin Yichen’s face was also dignified.

After he inspires Bloodline Strength, the power of the magic power superimposes beyond his imagination!

In the past, he stacks the energy required for the 9th layer of magic power, which is enough, but now, it is only barely superimposed on the 7th!

However, Qin Yichen can feel that the 7 powerful powers superimposed now are even far beyond his previous limit!

He has pushed the Supreme body to the extreme, but even the Supreme body of the Great Accomplishment, at this time, the muscles on its arms showed signs of cracking.

“Not enough, give me a stack!”

Qin Yichen’s eyes flashed with a fierce color, his heart was furiously shouted, Bloodline Strength surged, a terrifying suction wafted from his body, and suddenly, the speed of swallowing True Origin became more intense, Heaven and Earth’s True Origin is injected into its within the body at a speed that is visible to a naked eye.

At this time, Qin Yichen also called out the armours of 10000 god armors. Otherwise, the terrifying power would not be blown out before he was blown out.

Under such crazy devour, the corner of Qin Yichen’s mouth also evoked a smirk.

For the first time against the giant-level powerhouse, he didn’t dare to have too many reservations. Similarly, he also wanted to leave a deep impression on the world, telling everyone that the Holy Intermediate, may not be unable to compete with the Holy Peak’s giant Level powerhouse contend!

“Fold me!”

Qin Yichen’s mind was furiously shouted, and the Ninth Layer’s magical power was finally superimposed.

“What shit is big, watch Young Master punch you!”

With the sound of a sound of clear drinking, in countless indifferent eyes, Qin Yichen stepped on his foot, bent his waist, and the next moment, like the same bow and arrow, faced the gray Flood that whistled. Dragon, smashed away with a punch.

“bang!”

With the punch of his punch, the space in front of him was squeezed into a vacuum by the amount of violent violence terrifying to the extreme, and an air shock wave swept away directly above.

At the same time, a terrifying wave of energy surged from his fist-filled fist.

“bang!”

In countless horrified eyes, a golden fist print finally whistled from its fist. With its appearance, the True Origin boiling degree between Heaven and Earth became crazy, that fist print, Just like the fist of the annihilated god’s residence, if the power of destruction can erupt.

“What is this Magical Powers ?!”

In the great evil imperial city, countless powerhouses looked at the dazzling fist print in horror, and some of them could not help but take it. The intermediate-level powerhouse of the holy level showed such a powerful attack. Is Magical Powers so overbearing?

“Give me out!”

At this time, the old silhouette on the sky also became extremely gloomy, and a flash of vicious color flashed in his eyes. From his body, he read that there was a gray gas rising, directly injected into the whistling down Among the Grey Flood Dragons.

With this injection, the gray Flood Dragon became darker. On its surface, a piece of scale armor appeared, as if it were a living Flood Dragon!

“roar!”

Above the sky, the gray Flood Dragon roared and waved its claws, directly smashing the air that was swept up first, and then, it was unwaveringly facing the golden-yellow punch The seal is torn off.

At this moment, even the 4 giants that originally met, at this time, their actions were unable to bear a slight stagnation, and their eyes were tightly looking towards the space.

Under the watchfulness of countless lines of sight, both of them are Magical Powers with terrifying extreme fluctuations. They finally collided in the sky. For a moment, Heaven and Earth shuddered.

The whole sky seems to have become a pan. The Heaven and Earth True Origin are among them the boiling oil, the crazy riot of crash-bang, and the scenes are shocking. Waves of terrifying Crazy True Origin are constantly sweeping away in countless horrified eyes.

In the fierce storm, some sharp-eyed powerhouses saw that a golden-yellow fist print was not immediately torn by Magical Powers of their ethnic giant.

Between Heaven and Earth, which had some ironic words, became completely silent except for the violent fluctuations.

Even the holy-level senior powerhouse, under these visions, feels a sincere heartfelt, they are really a bit unimaginable, how a holy-level mid-level guy broke out such terrifying strength!

Is this guy a human or a monster? !!

In the middle of the violent storm, neither the grey Flood Dragon nor the golden-yellow fist print was destroyed immediately. The two of them actually eroded each other.

And in this erosion, what is even more alarming is that the golden-yellow fist print is as violent as the gray Flood Dragon transformed by their giant powerhouse Magical Powers. The signs of opening are as if it is difficult to withstand such violent energy erosion.

“Scratch!”

In the sky, if there is a subtle sound, the eyes of countless powerhouses are all shrinking. Immediately, they see that the sky around the storm is actually covered with a path of cracks, even space. Can’t withstand such powerful energy fluctuations!

This means that Qin Yichen’s blow has even reached the level of giant powerhouse!

What is most alarming is that under the intense gaze of countless lines of sight, the gray Flood Dragon that should have been torn apart in a crushing posture, began to crack and open from its claws.

“bang!”

In the end, under the gaze of countless horrors, the gray Flood Dragon turned out to burst!

Qin Yichen’s eyes were so cold. Although the golden-yellow fist print became extremely dim, it was with a kind of terrifying wave, directly facing the old road on the distant sky. Silhouette whizzing away.

鈥渉mph! 鈥?/p>

In the distance, the evil cloud was gloomy and watery. He was coldly snorted, and the space in front of him was twisted, as if it had formed a space barrier.

“bang!”

The golden fist print, which had not had much power, finally dissipated when it exploded on that layer of twisted space.