Chapter 2507

At this moment, the battle between these dozens of medieval saints became more and more fierce, and it was like a real fire.

They simply tried their best to smash the universe into pieces, and cracks in time and space appeared everywhere.

Fortunately, this place is in the Zhouguang Realm. The former cave of the gods is extremely strong. Even if the saints fight against each other, they can't destroy the Zhouguang Realm much.

If it was outside, I am afraid that a whole world would be blown up by these medieval saints.

But at this moment, a figure appeared above these saints, and it was Xia Ping.

"who?!"

Many medieval saints were taken aback, and they were all terrified, because Xia Ping's appearance was really silent and did not cause any space-time fluctuations.

Moreover, their consciousness couldn't perceive Xia Ping's existence at all, as if it appeared out of thin air.

For a moment, they were a little scared and stopped.

Bloodline supernatural power——Hell Golden Crow Claw!

In an instant, Xia Ping had no intention of talking to these saints at all, and he shot directly, blasting and killing these medieval saints with one claw.

Boom~~

After being promoted to the Middle Ancient Realm and comprehending the law of time, Xia Ping's strength is simply tyrannical, killing the past with one claw, the flow of time in a radius of tens of thousands of light years slows down, and time and space are distorted.

Indistinctly, a giant dark golden claw appeared in the depths of the void, spanning tens of millions of kilometers, so huge that it seemed to be able to easily crush a planet.

On the dark golden giant claw, densely packed dark golden runes emerged, and the entire claw seemed to be condensed with rich original flame energy, exuding an unparalleled aura of destruction.

As if this claw appeared, the entire time and space stopped, and countless pictures of time and space emerged, as if epic histories were presented one by one, filled with vicissitudes and antiquity.

"How can it be?!"

"What the hell is this guy from?"

"What's going on?!"

These medieval saints were scared to death. They had never felt such a powerful force of time and space. It was as if this claw was blasting towards them, and all the auras in their bodies were locked.

It's not just that the Qi mechanism on the body is locked, it should be that time and space are frozen at this moment, they are like a bug under this giant claw, there is nowhere to escape.

Even if they tried to run the space-time domain on their bodies and break free from the shackles of the laws of space-time, it was of no use at all. Their strength was as weak as that of a baby, and they couldn't resist at all.

Boom!

With just one blow, the bodies of these medieval saints were shattered, as if they were crushed into a ball of meat sauce by the tyrannical force of time and space, and they couldn't hold it for even a second.

"I'm too strong now."

Xia Ping felt an outrageously tyrannical force gushing out from deep within his body, and he found that every move he made could pull the flow of time and space.

Blast out with one claw, the power of time and the power of space interact with each other, frantically strangling, ordinary immortal saints may be killed instantly under this claw, and their souls will be wiped out.

"Huh? Didn't die?"

Xia Ping raised his eyebrows. He found that the medieval saints who had been stabbed by him seemed to be alive, but they were also saints at the peak of the Middle Ancient Realm. They had comprehended the field of time and space, and their vitality was extremely tenacious, so they were not so easy to kill. exist.

But even so, he was seriously injured by one of his claws, and some frail medieval saints even fell into a state of near-death, and their anger was like a thread.

"You, what kind of dragon are you?"

These medieval saints who were blown up with one claw were inexplicably shocked. They never expected that it was just a blow, and they were blown up like babies.

Obviously the other party is only a dragon saint in the early stage of the Middle Ancient Realm, but he can exert such terrifying power of time and space, which is simply beyond their imagination.

"You can call me Wu Wudi."

With a bang, Xia Ping grasped with his big hand, and immediately captured these seriously injured medieval saints, and all the saints of the Phoenix clan fell into his hands.

These medieval saints were not his opponents in their heyday, let alone being severely injured by his own claws now, they could not resist his power at all.

With just one breath, these severely wounded medieval saints fell into his hands, and he used the Six Seals to seal the power in his body, and directly imprisoned them into the world of Shan Hai Jing.

And Zhu Rongcao naturally fell into his hands.

"Zhu Rongcao, this really is the legendary Zhu Rongcao, it's incredible."

The green bull next to him couldn't help screaming, excited.

Xia Ping also fixed his eyes on the past, and looked at the Zhu Rong grass in his hand. On the surface, it was a 30-centimeter-high grass, but the whole body was condensed with red molten lava, emitting raging heat, at least surpassing A high temperature of 100 million degrees.

Ordinary beings approached and would be burned to death by Zhu Rongcao in an instant.

Vaguely, this zhurong grass exudes a bit of divinity, it seems that it is this divinity that surpasses other holy medicines.

No matter how shallow the knowledge is, when one sees this Zhurong grass, one can feel that it contains a rich source of flame energy, which surpasses all flame medicines that Xia Ping has ever seen.

"It's incredible."

Seeing the Zhurong grass in his hand, Xia Ping felt the blood of the Hell Golden Crow in his body boiling. It seemed that every Hell Golden Crow cell was rushing towards him with the desire to devour it. There is an unprecedented desire to have all of your energy for yourself.

Even according to his current tyrannical willpower, he can hardly suppress this emotion. This is simply the purest instinct of the Hell Golden Crow.

It is conceivable how much Xia Ping longs for Zhu Rongcao.

"Um?!"

Suddenly, a strong sense of threat came from deep inside Xia Ping's body, as well as an instinctive warning deep in his blood.

"Boy, hand over the Zhu Rongcao in your hand."

In an instant, a large dark hand came down from thousands of light-years away, seeming to freeze the time and space of thousands of light-years, producing a terrifying power of time and space, suppressing everything.

A mighty force that shakes time and space is born at this moment, destroying everything.

It seems that even the ancient saints would be easily slapped to death in the face of this palm, unable to resist.

"Oops, it was the ancient sage who made the move."

Qingniu's face was solemn, and suddenly changed drastically.

Its previous owner, the Saint of Mountains and Rivers, was an ancient saint. This was a tyrannical existence that surpassed the saints of the middle ages and understood the law of creation.

This is almost a god-like existence, far surpassing the powerhouses that the ancient saints could imagine.

Even though Xia Ping has been promoted to the early stages of the Middle Ancient Realm, facing the blow from the ancient sage, he still feels great danger, as if there is a premonition of death coming at any time.