Chapter 20 Perish (Eighth)(1/2)
Above the void.
Nearly a hundred Void monarchs stared below, either chuckling or shaking their heads to pity and sympathy.
"well."
The monarch Biqing sighed lightly: "If Fang Cheng had not had too poor understanding, Aolong would not have been careless, which would be a pity."
Note.
The nearly 100 Void Monarchs above remain neutral and do not express their opinions.
Only the monarch Weilai was indifferent and disdainful, believing that Fang Cheng was not worthy of the top three.
Weilai declared the decree and was both the monarch, so Aolong could naturally correct the negation.
But.
For Fang Cheng, who could not achieve the monarch, refuting the will of a monarch is somewhat inappropriate and unworthy.
And now-
"Such a mentality, so tyrannical and excited. Fang Cheng's impression in Aolong's heart is probably going to be much lower."
"Fang Cheng, is it a different story to be qualified to be Olon's personal disciple?"
The monarch Biqing sighed softly, and then he was a little confused: "However, Fang Cheng's emotions seem to contain despair and sadness. Is there something else?"
The other side-
The black scale giant sat upright in the void, and his expression changed from appreciation to displeasure:
"The courage to punch the monarch is commendable."
"But provoking the monarchy is too rampant. Even if there is any hidden truth, you should be patient. You have such a heart, hum."
The black scale giant closed his eyes: "I was still a little bit grateful before, and I was thinking about supporting him."
"No matter how powerful a master of the realm with a very poor understanding, he will never be able to become a monarch in the void. A disciple who is personally passed on? Hey——"
Olon sat upright and looked down.
Weilai's blue palm does not contain murderous intent, but is just a small punishment and a big warning. Therefore, Olong—
Choose to sit idly.
"A mere name order actually caused such emotional fluctuations. It can be seen that Fang Cheng's mind is far worse than his understanding!"
"It remains to be considered in person. However, the registered disciples—"
Above the void, nearly a hundred monarchs have a lot of thoughts.
Under the void and above the square, there is a giant blue palm.
The barefoot strong man, the monarch Weilai poked his palm out—
A crystal clear, exquisite blue palm like a glass, was like a handicraft, like a false illusion, pressing towards the square.
The monarch's punishment is coming.
The existence of the void can gather and condense the giant palm, which has just been born, as if it is solidifying time and space, and pausing the void.
because!
All the energy of existence is absorbed!
When the existence nature of things temporarily dissipates, in a conceptual sense, it does not exist!
Darkness is not color, but the dimness of everything!
Accompanied by the slow pressing of the blue palm, it is like the principle of dominating destiny and suppressing the universe, covering the upper and lower parts and sweeping across all directions.
The area where Fang Cheng is located is stagnant.
The blue one seems to be the only color between heaven and earth. It keeps moving forward and pressing, and wherever it passes, existence can absorb it, just like the vastness of the universe.
The giant palm seemed to be the only existence under the sky, gradually spreading and extending, suppressing the trajectory, occupying the world, and completely falling apart.
All the practitioners who witnessed the blue giant palms with their own eyes seemed to be the slight dust in the eternal amber, consolidated in a majestic and vast atmosphere.
Not only Qian Zhuang and other seventeen immortals, as well as the Supreme Lord and the Supreme celestial bodies, were all trapped in the light and silent absolute darkness.
Their eyes remained with awe and shock, and they were deeply shocked by Fang Cheng's terrifying combat power.
Their faces remained dull and stiff, and they lost their ability to think for a scene that subverted common sense from high altitude.
They all understand-
That is the Void Monarch!
The monarch is here to impose punishment!
But!
They could not move, but their bodies, hearts, and souls were trembling and trembling, and they were terrified and throbbing.
Absolute suppression of the level of life!
The aura of the existence of the void alone was beyond their capacity!
The suppressed and suffocating and stillness also includes Fang Cheng.
The huge blue palm that suppressed the tangible and invisible, and had not yet arrived, Fang Cheng's body was stagnant.
But.
He was desperate and unwilling to give up.
At this moment, at the bottom of the infinite abyss where darkness and time and space are solidified, the body, thoughts, mind, soul, and even faith are formed—
A blazing roar from the deepest part of life!!
"Zhou! Yan! Cang! Qiong!!"
The thoughts didn't have time to turn to the last word.
The mind is not too late to collapse to the extreme tragic.
Can!
Standing in the abyss! Still have to look up at the light!
Bang!
A touch of infinite brightness, the ultimate pure white light shines with magical mystery, and the ending and derived charm suddenly rises!
Dong!
Fang Cheng twisted his whole body and stepped in an instant! He fell down! He gathered his fists!
Cure a heart full of passion!
A burst of light burst out!
At this moment, all the secret techniques, moves, and power were forgotten, and Fang Cheng seemed to have returned to the time when he first practiced martial arts on earth.
Witness the joy of the 17th Styles with your own eyes, happy and curious.
The violent force that is fought by oppression to the limit is forgotten, and all resistance is forgotten.
Fang Cheng's movements were simple and unpretentious, but under the solidification of the blue giant palm, he slowly raised his arms.
Void twist! Oscillation!
Pure white blooms! Explode!
Boom!
Bomb out!!
Accompanied by Fang Cheng's silent roar, the space was sunken, the matter was twisted, and the energy was surging. The accumulated power started to break!
The next moment!
Pure white light! Crazy collapse and collapse and shatter! Evolution is born!
Two fists are blowing out! The oscillation is endless! Despair and sorrow!
The sky is dark and the earth is dark!
Time and space collapse!
However--
The barefoot strong man, Weilai, was motionless, his eyes were filled with blue light, staring at Fang Cheng quietly, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly:
"interesting."
The blue giant palm continues to press down, as if the principles of taking charge of the Qiankun Program are not to be violated or fought against.
Pure white light is overwhelmed! It is on the verge of collapse!
The roaring fists slowly solidified! They were about to break!
at the same time--
To be continued...