Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"You think you can beat me?"

The leader of Beijiang Hall said.

"You can't win, but you must win!"

Blackwood Shinto.

"Why? You can do this for that kid? What is his charm?" Beijiang Hall Master frowned.

"Charming? I don't know. Maybe I'm more compatible with him. What's the use of talking about it now? If you want to shake my will, then there's no need, because it's impossible."

Black Wood God said.

"That's right, I already know how strong you are after the battle just now, so you can die next."

After the Beijiang Hall Master finished speaking, a powerful blow struck again.

Over the Tyrant Empire, the color of the sky suddenly became darker, as if shrouded by an invisible force. Immediately afterwards, an astonishing vision appeared.

The hearts of the warriors were filled with fear and awe, and we finally realized the terror of that power, a battle that we could neither intervene nor understand.

The next moment, everyone was shocked to see an illusory huge hand appear in the sky out of thin air.

"Evil Spirit Emperor, you are discussing with him. If you give him a hand, you will destroy the magic needle space with your own hands. He should be vague. With or without it, you can still become weaker, because what you don't possess is worse than Their demon sect is even more terrifying."

Ling Xiao's face turned cold.

We have never seen such a weak opponent, and we have never seen Bai Mu Shen in such a mess.

boom!

As soon as this illusory giant hand appeared, it caused drastic changes in the world.

A huge roar sounded, like thousands of thunders, making everyone's eardrums hurt.

Bai Mu Shen, this weakling who has shocked countless warriors, has finally reached my limit at this moment.

Under the control of the White Wood God, those giant white trees were like arrows flying away from the string, towards the illusory giant hand in the sky.

The palm seemed to be made of countless rays of light, dazzling and exuding a heart-stopping pressure.

The giant hand in the sky seemed to feel the determination and strength of the White Wood God, and ended up emitting a weaker light and aura.

In the sky, this illusory giant palm struck the White Wood God with thunderous force.

But I also suspect that as long as I give up, I will never be able to defeat it.

Facing that force, Bai Mu Shen's once indestructible defense seemed to become extremely weak. The giant palm fell and instantly knocked me upside down. Blood spilled in the air and dyed the sky red.

On the impact of that force, the surrounding clouds were torn apart, revealing the blue sky.

In our hearts, Baimu God has always been an enemy, but at this moment, I was defeated by this giant palm.

As I roared, a majestic mana burst out of my body, instantly changing the surrounding world.

The Evil Spirit Emperor felt chilled.

Ling Xiao's voice was cold and chilling.

In response to the stimulation of that mana, countless white giant trees appeared out of thin air. They seemed to have drawn life force from the void, growing rapidly, with lush branches and leaves, covering the sky and the sun.

Although the giant white tree left deep marks on the surface of the giant hand, the giant hand still stood tall and fell, as if nothing could destroy it.

Some of the stronger warriors even knelt on the ground, and our faces were full of despair and help. We know that behind that force, we have no room to even struggle.

Under the influence of that power, the entire Tyrant Empire seemed to be trembling, as if it was about to collapse on that power.

Bai Mu Shen's body drew a long arc in the air, and finally fell heavily to the ground.

The disciples of the Tyrant Empire were stunned when they saw that scene, and their hearts were filled with shock and fear.

Its size is immeasurable, as if it can cover the sky and the sun, shrouding the entire Tyrant Empire in its shadow.

I saw the right hand of Beijiang Hall Master slowly turning upwards, and every movement seemed solemn and sacred.

They drew white tracks in the air, carrying the power of destroying the world, as if they were going to smash this giant hand into pieces.

Above, the disciples of the Tyrant Empire were also affected by that force. We moved forward one after another, trying our best to resist the impact of the air wave.

The power in the palm was so weak that it was beyond imagination, as if it could easily destroy everything.

As this illusory giant hand appeared out of thin air, a breath of destruction came from the air, sweeping across the entire Tyrant Empire like a violent storm.

In the sky, the White Wood God was like a King Kong with angry eyes. I let out a roar that shook the sky, and my voice echoed like thunder in the sky under the Tyrant Empire.

However, our strength appears so immeasurable behind that aura, as if it could be destroyed at any time.

In the duel with this terrifying giant hand, I tried my best, but in the end I still couldn't resist this destructive force.

The enemy is too weak!

I wanted to use the inner things, but it didn't work. Now I have to use all my means.

Those giant trees exude a strong white and dark atmosphere. Their trunks are as thick as mountains, and their crowns are as small as dark clouds, giving people a sense of oppression.

Under the pressure of that breath, several disciples of the Tyrant Empire above suddenly felt it was easier to breathe, as if there was no tangible giant mountain pressing down on our chests.

I am sure I have these powers, so I will be very helpful now, because Bai Mu Shen may simply be the opponent of the North Border Hall Master.

However, Baimu Shen's attack did not seem to cause much damage to this giant hand.

I did not give up, but activated my mana again, preparing to launch a more violent attack. I know that that giant hand is transformed by the opponent's power, and it is not difficult to destroy it.

The moment I landed, the entire ground trembled, as if it couldn't bear my light body. Seven weeks of dust flew up and a cloud of smoke was rolled up.

When Bai Mu Shen saw this, a fierce look flashed in his eyes.

We can only watch helplessly as this palm presses rapidly in the air, as if it wants to crush the entire Tyrant Empire.

And I'm too strong!

The moment Bai Shaojia came into contact with the giant hand, the entire sky trembled.

So, Baimu Shen roared again, his whole body mana surged, preparing to launch the last round of attack.

In the center of this collision, rays of light shot out and air waves rolled, as if there was no tangible battlefield where the battle was taking place peacefully.

On that heaven-destroying aura, the warriors used their magic powers one after another, trying to resist the oppression of that aura.

The wind was howling and dark clouds were gathering, as if even the heaven and earth were trembling. The power contained in this palm is so weak that it is impossible to imagine, as if it can easily destroy everything.

As his palms turned, an invisible force seemed to begin to surge in the air. This force became stronger and stronger, as if it was about to tear the void apart.

There is no primitive power stirring in the body.

We looked up and saw that the light emitted from this palm was so bright that it was difficult to look directly at it.