Chapter 1602

“This guy is crazy!”

“He actually wants to fight against Yun Lao!”

“bring about one’s own destruction, No matter how hard he tries, there is only one way to be crushed!”

Looking at Qin Yichen’s movements, countless great evil imperial family powerhouses could not help but feel some shock in their hearts, but still, No one thinks that he has the strength to compete with the giant powerhouse in their clan!

At this time, Qin Yichen’s face is also solemn.

After he stimulated the Bloodline Strength, the energy required for the superposition of the magic power was beyond his imagination!

In the past, he had superimposed the energy required for the 9th layer to kill the magic power, which was enough, but now, it is barely superposing the seven layers!

However, Qin Yichen can feel that the superimposed sevenfold power of power is even far beyond his previous limit!

He has pushed the Supreme Domination to the extreme, but even the Supreme Domination of Great Success, at this time, the muscles on his arms are showing signs of cracking.

“It’s not enough. Fold me!”

Qin Yichen’s eyes flashed with a cruel color, and his heart was furiously shouted. During the surge of Bloodline Strength, a terrifying suction came from his body. After spreading out, the speed of swallowing True Origin became more violent. The True Origin between Heaven and Earth was injected into the body within the body almost at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this time, Qin Yichen also summoned Myriad Dao Divine Armor’s armguards. Otherwise, this kind of terrifying power would not wait for him to explode, and his arm would be blown. Fly away.

Under such madness, the corner of Qin Yichen’s mouth also conjured up a smirk.

The first confrontation with a giant-level powerhouse, he didn’t dare to have too much reservations. Similarly, he also wanted to impress the world and tell everyone that the Saint Level intermediate is not necessarily Can’t compete with Saint Level Peak’s giant powerhouse!

“Fold me!”

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

“What bullshit, watch Young Master punch you!”

With the resounded sound of a clear drink, in countless indifferent eyes, Qin Yichen’s foot Step on, a bend in the waist, and for the next instant, like a bow and arrow, he fisted away at the gray Flood Dragon that was roaring.

“bang!”

With its punch, the space in front of it was instantly squeezed into a vacuum by terrifying to the extreme violent force. The air shock wave swept away directly at the top.

At the same time, a wave of terrifying energy surged from its Black Qi-wrapped fist.

“bang! ”

In countless horrified eyes, a golden fist mark finally roared out of his fist. With its appearance, between this Heaven and Earth’s True Origin boiled even more frantically. That fist mark, like the fist of the world-destroying god’s mansion, seemed to burst out with destructive power.

“What divine ability is this?!”

In the great evil imperial city, countless powerhouses looked at the dazzling fist imprints with horror. The souls of the dead, the Saint Level intermediate powerhouse, unexpectedly displayed such a powerful attack, then what level of Divine Ability is it so overbearing?

“Destroy me!”

At this time, the complexion of the old silhouette in the sky has also become extremely gloomy, his eyes flash with fierceness, from his body After reading it again, gray air rose up and directly injected into the gray Flood Dragon roaring down.

Under such injection, the gray Flood Dragon becomes darker in color. On its body surface, there are pieces of scales appearing, just like a living flood dragon-like!

“roar!”

Above the sky, the gray Flood Dragon roared, and with a wave of its paws, it directly squeezed the air that had rushed up first. , And then, it tore off the golden-yellow fist imprints unabated.

At this moment, even the four giants who originally fought against each other couldn’t help but stagnate slightly at this moment, and their eyes were tightly looked towards the space.

Under the gaze of countless line of sight, both of them were terrifying extremely fluctuating Divine Ability, and finally collided in the sky. For a while, the world trembled.

The whole sky is like a pan. Those Heaven and Earth True Origin are the boiling oil in it. The crash-bang is frantically rioting. That kind of scene makes people Frightened. Waves of terrifying True Origin craziness were constantly swept by countless horrified eyes.

In the fierce storm, some sharp-eyed powerhouse saw that the golden-yellow fist print was not immediately torn apart by their race giant, Divine Ability.

Besides the fierce fluctuations, between Heaven and Earth, which originally had some ridicule, became completely quiet.

Even the Saint Level advanced powerhouse, under these visions, they feel a kind of heartfelt palpitations. They really can’t imagine how a Saint Level intermediate guy burst into this Wait for the strength of terrifying!

Is this guy a human or an evildoer? !

In the middle of the fierce storm, neither the gray Flood Dragon nor the golden-yellow fist imprint was immediately destroyed, and the two were actually eroding each other.

And in this erosion, what is even more shocking is that the golden-yellow fist mark, if it is extremely violent, the gray Flood Dragon transformed by their giant powerhouse divine ability, unexpectedly It was the first signs of cracking, as if it could not bear such violent energy erosion.

“Crack!”

In the sky, if there is a small sound, the eyes of countless powerhouses shrink, shortly, they just see, The sky around that storm is actually full of one after another cracks, and even the space can no longer withstand such powerful energy fluctuations!

This means that Qin Yichen’s blow has also reached the powerhouse level!

The most shocking thing is that, under the tense gaze of countless line of sight, the gray Flood Dragon, which should have been torn apart in a crushing posture, started to crack from its claws. And open.

“bang!”

Finally, under the gaze of countless horrified eyes, the gray Flood Dragon burst open directly!

And Qin Yichen’s eyes are very cold. Although the golden-yellow fist mark has become extremely dimmed because of this, it carries a kind of terrifying fluctuation, directly facing The old silhouette on the sky in the distance whizzed away.

“hmph!”

In the distance, the evil cloud’s face was gloomy and watery. He was coldly snorted, and the space in front of it was twisted, as if forming a spatial barrier.

“Bang!”

The golden fist print, which has lost much power, finally dissipated when it blasted on that layer of the distorted space.