Chapter 505: Snowflakes are flying everywhere, falling into my heart

"A serious punch"

Dong Qing's fist is not big, it can even be said to be ordinary, it is just a normal fist, it does not expand a thousand times, nor does it flash with gorgeous light.

But just such an ordinary-looking fist was blasted against a golden light beam with a diameter of a hundred meters.

The extremely terrifying fist wind, carrying terrifying punch pressure, was like a laser cannon, directly blasting through the golden light beam and the huge angel projection image behind it.

The fist pressed tightly against Qian Renxue's real body inside the giant angel projection image, and blasted past Qian Renxue's real body, almost instantly blasting a large hole in the chest of the giant angel projection image.

Like a broken robot, the giant angel's projected virtual image became unstable, and the angel's holy sword broke directly, and then turned into fragments flying in the sky.

This is much more perverted than any laser cannon. With Dongqing's fist with a power of several thousand tons, the terrifying punch pressure forcibly compressed, the destructive power is no different from a Star Destroyer Cannon.

Fortunately, Dong Qing paid attention to Qian Renxue's real body, and he deliberately controlled the pressure of his fist to prevent any direct contact with her.

But what he didn't expect was that he still far underestimated his own power. Using one point to lead the way, a single point of explosion, more than 3,000 tons of power all condensed into a single physical fist was terrifying.

Because of the next moment.

The sky suddenly split open...

A huge hole appeared in the vast blue sky. If you look down from outside Douluo Star, you can clearly see that a gap has been blasted out of the atmosphere.

This is a gap with a diameter of hundreds of kilometers. It appears outside the planet. The ozone layer is directly blown away. Cosmic rays and various radiation waves from outside the planet are injected into the interior of Douluo without any scruples.

But fortunately, this gap is not too big for the entire Douluo Star, and it can completely repair itself. After a while, the ozone layer was repaired by the Douluo Star's natural circulation system.

In a fantasy world without pollution from human technology, the planet's own self-circulation system is very powerful.

To others, Dong Qing's punch was terrifying, enough to kill a living god with one punch.

But for a planet, at most it can only be regarded as the ripples caused by a stone falling on the water in a pond, even if it is unusually eye-catching.

at the same time.

"Fuck!"

Dong Qing only had time to say "f*ck". The ground beneath his feet began to collapse and collapse inch by inch, forming a deep pit, and he fell directly into the pit.

Mud and dust are everywhere, and loess is all over the sky.

Even if the reaction force of the earth beneath Dong Qing's feet was only one-tenth, it was still hundreds of tons of force, and it was concentrated on a human body of about 1.78 meters.

Such a powerful reaction force caused him to bury himself underground, as if he was burying himself.

Maybe in the world of technology.

A building weighs tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of tons. Dongqing's mere several thousand tons of power is nothing.

Even for a planet, his power is not even the tip of a cow's hair.

But strength and weight cannot be compared in this way, and even to a certain extent, there is no comparability.

One is the overall weight of the huge material area, which is the weight,

One is the explosive power that Dong Qing uses his fists to express. This is power.

Strength and weight have always been two different things. They are similar but fundamentally different.

simply put.

If Dong Qing explodes with all his strength, he can reduce a modern technological city to rubble in just ten seconds. No skyscraper can stop his fist.

Let alone tens of thousands of tons, hundreds of thousands of tons, even if it is hundreds of millions of tons, so what if it is more than a billion tons?

Simply stacking weight is nothing more than dead objects...

Not to mention that these behemoths couldn't move. Even if they could move, their explosive speed would definitely not be as fast as Dong Qing's punch.

You know, a humanoid body that can withstand thousands of tons of force bursts is already so strong that ordinary creatures cannot imagine it.

Even when Dong Qing changed jobs, in order to avoid losing control of his power and hurting others, he always lay down and waited for them to move on their own.

.......

From Dong Qing's punch to the ground, everything was just a blink of an eye.

Qian Renxue also gradually recovered from the shock. The deified state she had just barely maintained was finally lifted, and the ninth soul skill Angel's Advent state slowly disappeared.

"I actually lost again?" Qian Renxue looked a little dazed.

Just now.

In her trance, she seemed to see an extremely large scarlet fist with a bloody word "death" written on it, flying towards her.

But fortunately, this scarlet fist just passed by, and actually did not touch her real body at all. It just blasted through the huge angel projection created by the soul power.

"You bastard! You stinky man, how dare you do such a heavy hand to me!"

Qian Renxue's first thought was not fear, but anger in her heart.

When she lowered her head and discovered that Dong Qing had fallen into the deep pit, she flapped the brilliant golden wings on her back slightly and jumped straight down, completely ignoring the dust and mud flying in the sky.

After she pulled out a man whose head was stuck upside down in the soil, a pair of long, slender white legs directly clamped his destiny's neck, and she rode on his head to deliver a blow, paying special attention to his handsome face.

"Sister, isn't it over already? Why are you still beating me?"

Dong Qing stretched out his hand and gently held Qian Renxue's waist, letting her hands pull on his face. Since he was rough and thick-skinned, it was just a matter of fun between the couple.

As for whether Qian Renxue took the initiative or passively released the deified state and the angel's advent form of the ninth soul skill, it can actually be regarded as a defeat to a certain extent.

Defeat...the female angel...does whatever she wants.

Dongqing felt like he was suddenly nervous.

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Qian Renxue was confident. Of course she didn't know that Dong Qing had grown up, otherwise she would have burned him immediately with the Holy Fire of Light.

However, considering Dongqing's physical body's defense, this fire would only burn his pants at most.

"Then...do you think I win this time?"

Dong Qing directly asked the question he was concerned about. He was a little afraid that Qian Renxue would not admit defeat and would drag him to continue fighting.

"Win you big-headed ghost! You don't care about me at this time, but you are still thinking about winning or losing. I didn't expect that you really care about those hundred thousand year soul beasts." Qian Renxue said angrily.

She didn't expect that at this time, Dongqing was still thinking about that matter. Couldn't she still satisfy him?

Um...well, I really can't do it by myself.

After thinking of some unspeakable things, Qian Renxue's body fell limply, but her hands continued to move, doing whatever she wanted on Dong Qing's handsome face.

"Sister, you know, I am a responsible man!"

"Call me Xueer!!!"

"Let's call you sister! I really don't want to differentiate between the two of you, Xue'er, and forcefully define your status. Besides, the title sister makes us closer."

"Closer? Then you might as well call me..."

"lady?"

"Ms. sir?"

that's all.

Qian Renxue's legs were clamped around Dong Qing's neck, and her whole body was hung on him and she kept outputting.

However, as they were fighting, the two of them disappeared inexplicably from the sight of Xiao Wu, A Rou, Bibi Dong, Blue Silver Emperor A Yin, and Dark Qian Renxue.

...

Two and a half hours later.

Thirty kilometers outside Tiandou City, there is a secluded field.

Looking around, there is gold all over the land, and golden wheat fields are floating in the wind like ocean waves. Under a scarecrow, two disheveled men and women are lying.

"What a nice view!"

Qian Renxue lay in Dongqing's arms and reached out to stir the golden ears of wheat beside her. The plump ears of wheat seemed to confirm that this was a harvest season.

"It should be the autumn harvest season now, right?"

Dong Qing put his hands behind his head, gently padding the back of his head. He bit a straw in his mouth and looked down at Qian Renxue, who was lying in his arms.

"Yeah! In three or four days, the wheat ears will probably be completely mature."

Although she was a little curious about why Dong Qing asked this question, Qian Renxue still told what she knew.

"The ears of wheat are so mature and plump. This must be a good harvest year. It shouldn't be a problem for the villagers who are farming to have enough to eat, right?" Dong Qing said curiously.

Since there are many principalities and kingdoms in the Tiandou Empire, the taxes in each place are different. He really doesn't know if the taxes in Tiandou City are heavy.

"No one should starve to death." Qian Renxue said calmly.

"Are you hungry?"

Dongqing glanced at the golden wheat fields in the distance that looked like ocean waves, and then carefully looked at the plump wheat ears on the wheat stalks beside him. He suddenly felt that he had fallen into a knowledge blind spot.

Sensing Dong Qing's doubts, Qian Renxue explained: "My husband... As expected, you are still a little uncomfortable... Xiaoqing, you were raised by the village chief since you were a child, regardless of his official position as the village chief.
To be continued...