This punch was powerful, but when it landed, Xiwei's Tiandao body did not move at all.
It was as if this punch had no offensive power.
But in the next second, this fist was like running water, rushing into a torrential river, and the liquid in the crystal wall flowed into every gap of the Nine Revolutions Xuan Gong.
Forcefully penetrate the gaps between the layers of nesting dolls.
Then those liquids hardened and turned into a layered structure of crystal walls. They squeezed in layer by layer and stretched the body, breaking all the layers of the treasures of the matryoshka.
After this punch, at first glance there was no movement. After three seconds, the entire body was completely stretched open layer by layer, and fine textures like a turtle shell appeared.
Phew!
Everyone looked towards the God Realm and saw this incredible scene.
With a simple and non-violent punch, the entire multi-layered body with the strongest defense seemed to be overwhelmed and quickly collapsed like a shoddy project.
Countless people were stunned.
"This punch has no power, but it is simply..."
I don’t know how many people are muttering to themselves, “Is this really boxing?”
This is not only the pinnacle of skill, but also the pinnacle of the creation of gods.
It turns out that the fist is called a fist because his martial arts skills are even more amazing. He created a race out of thin air, and his palm prints evolved into a civilization.
When you make a fist, civilization is destroyed, and the secrets of martial arts are integrated into your body, dedicated to defeating the world's martial arts.
"Only now are you really using your fists? Is this the old martial arts emperor?"
Ning Guochang opened his eyes wide and said: "From this point of view, the emperor has also conquered the world of martial arts. There are tens of thousands of martial arts in the world, but the intention is also a bit different."
"I originally thought that the Emperor's martial arts, which can break through all kinds of techniques in the world, was already very abnormal!!" Angelet felt his scalp numb, "But no matter how much the Emperor breaks through all kinds of techniques and has tens of thousands of martial arts reserves, it will never be as good as the one on the scene.
Creating a race on the palm of your hand and absorbing it into a martial arts is more targeted."
The two Whartons sighed in unison: "The palm prints evolve civilization, and the mastery of the fist can destroy the world. When this palm is opened and closed, it is the entire universe!"
"After all, the emperor has a congenital gap and cannot learn from him. The emperor has a single talent, while the opponent has both civil and military talents. The emperor is not the real creator god and cannot create on the spot."
The fist's martial arts system and the terrifying secrets of cultivation have only begun to scratch the surface today.
Only then did everyone realize what this truly undefeated and invincible martial arts emperor relied on in ancient times.
Li Qing, on the other hand, slowly withdrew his fist.
This move of his seems to be facing the enemy, but it is more of a test of the crystal wall race he has just created and improved.
The opportunity was rare, so of course he knew the priority. If he didn't take advantage of the opportunity to evolve his race, he would miss the opportunity and have to wait until the end of the year of the monkey.
"This clan is not enough."
Nokron stretched out his palm. On the palm print, another civilization was born, and it evolved rapidly and turned into a tribal civilization.
"Will palms evolve civilization?"
On the opposite side, Zhu Qi's body was filled with cracks, showing a trace of panic. She threw away the crystal walls that bound her body, quickly absorbed the armor fragments one by one, and restored the Holy Body of Heaven.
Zhu Qi only felt trouble with her scalp, "My strength is still improving, but his strength has also improved, and now he is starting to use martial arts skills. How can I fight this??"
At the same level, no one can defeat this martial arts emperor.
"His increased strength is obviously accelerating recovery in some way."
Inside the body, the emperor still controlled Xiwei to sleep, observing the battle, "Although I don't know what the specific principle is yet, maybe it is a realm that our civilization level is far from being able to understand."
"But Zhu Qi, I can give you a reminder."
"He is a mortal who has not yet become a god, but he can independently fight against the entire martial arts continent and a true god civilization... I think that even if we look at the entire history of the multiverse, it must be an extremely rare case, because this is too outrageous
.”
"All of us know clearly that this is a human being, a mortal, who has not yet truly become a god."
"And she can achieve such a terrifying level and grow rapidly. She may have some kind of terrifying secret skill to restore her cultivation. It is also possible that she can revive part of her old heritage. It should not last long, otherwise she would have used it to restore her cultivation.
As for starting now.”
"At the same time, his fighting methods are already obvious."
"With every punch, a civilization will evolve in the palm, and the punch will be adjusted accordingly."
"And the punch just now was obviously not enough. The next punch will improve the race, that is, improve the martial arts, and be more targeted. If I guessed correctly, after a few punches, each punch will be stronger than the last. He will land the punch casually.
, will instantly penetrate and peel off the layers of the shell, and form layers of exploding crystal walls, becoming a crystal wall cage, completely trapping you."
"So?" Zhu Qi's body trembled slightly, she was sweating profusely, and she was a little distracted, "How are we going to win against this monster?"
Destroying all the armor with one punch is already outrageous.
But in the gap between the matryoshka dolls of this punch, there are also layers of crystal wall confinement, directly binding them. How to play this?
"We lack the God of Creation, a powerful God of Creation." The emperor's voice was very straightforward, "Only by creating martial arts secrets on the spot can we compete with him."
"But none of us are powerful gods of creation." Zhu Qi smiled bitterly.
"No, there is someone on the way. Don't think that I have been watching in your body. I am actually preparing for other things."
"who?"
The Emperor smiled softly, "The oldest and most powerful god of creation, the emperor of the Artabians, the legendary original ancient myth... Atabibia."
Zhu Qi said: "Isn't he dead? What's the use of waking him up now? In this short period of time, he can't catch up with the vision and knowledge of five or six realms, even with the blessing of the Gate of Truth.
, it cannot rise in the short term.”
"Yes, the real Atabibia cannot rise quickly in the short term. He needs time."
The emperor smiled and said: "But there is a fake Artabia in front of us, and he is also in the realm of the true god."
"who?"
"Minnis."
"He is still dreaming. Are you asking him to dream of becoming Artabea? Don't be kidding! What's fake is fake, even though Minis is the most powerful god of creation we know so far."
"No, he is already at the top of the limit of mortals. The difference between him and me is not in qualifications, but in heart."
"Heart?"
"Yes, the heart is strong, and the will and spirit run through everything. He was born under the hands of two monsters, in a family of three. He is the weakest, so he thinks he is mediocre and has always lived in the shadows. This is the most normal thing.
It’s about that.”
"so what?"
"Humans are such strange animals. If they think they can't do it, then they really can't do it... I asked him to give it a try. Even if he fails to break through the inner demons and successfully breaks through the limits, according to Tiandao Xiwei's qualifications
According to the classification, he also has 100 talents, and with the blessing of the Gate of Truth, he has broken the limit and can be used."
"It turns out that you just went to Minnis next door to create a dream in his head. You have been preparing for it for a long time."
The emperor nodded and said coldly: "This is a matter of course. The door of truth is open. If you want to use it completely and make up for the existence of defects, it is essential... If I can't even think of this, what art does my fighting have?
It can be said.”
Wow!
The other end, in a dream.
Gradually, Minis did not know when he was brought into Atabibia's life and became the craziest mythical emperor in history.
"Atabia." In the dream, a voice came from the kingdom of Atabia.
This Emperor Artabibia was sitting on the throne of the Tower of Babel, looking up, "Who are you?"
"There is a plan to kill the gods, are you coming?"
Atabibia's child showed curiosity, "Do you want me to kill the god?"
"Yes." The emperor said.
He stood up slowly, "Is it very strong?"
"Very strong." The emperor smiled.
Looking at Artabia in front of him, he began to show interest, and then the emperor seemed to have truly glimpsed a corner of this legendary ancient hero.
"Strong enough is enough."
Atabiadi looked very calm.
One's own wisdom is infinite, and Atabibia has understood this since she was born and had self-awareness.
The so-called structural construction and genetic compilation can be seen through in his eyes with just a few glances.
In the entire era, Herodotus could only be looked upon by him.
Because although Herodotus's research qualifications were not very good, his combat qualifications were obviously stronger than his own, so he was made an imperial general.
And he is the emperor of civil servants.
When I didn't realize the existence of the ancient gods outside the wall.
He felt that life was so boring, like an adult with a sound IQ who was born into a group of extremely mentally retarded scum.
boring.
It's so boring.
Even before he met the ancient gods, he didn't bother to lead the entire civilization to promote the evolution of living things.
Because compared to discussing conclusions with a group of retarded people, it is more interesting to study the evolution of organisms alone. Although it is very slow to compile the structure by one person, he was not short of time at that time.
He had plenty of time and slowly knitted sweaters one by one.
"Then why don't you take them to study together? The more people you have, the faster you will be." The emperor said, he himself bullied the common people and deduced the exercises for himself.
No matter how strong a person is, his mental strength is limited, and it is impossible for one person to complete a vast project.
"Silly question." A trace of ridicule appeared on Atabia's lips, "Tell me, stranger, what are your interests?"
"Read a book," the emperor said.
"Then you must only like to read by yourself, maybe even with a cup of afternoon tea, on a sunny afternoon. Wouldn't you like to be surrounded by a group of gibbering idiots while enjoying your hobby?
?" Atabibia laughed.
"No." The emperor replied, "I like to enjoy it alone."
No one wants to communicate with idiots every day, except the director of a mental hospital.
"I also enjoy my own hobbies alone. No one likes to accompany idiots who ask me questions every day with a look of admiration and excitement on their faces. It's really boring." Atabibia said.
"No wonder you started to win over the crowd after the appearance of the ancient god, and the era began to explode." The emperor smiled: "Because you can only give up your own hobbies and have to compromise with a group of idiots, play your role as a passionate emperor, and call on idiots to assist you.
You, reduce the deduction time for you and fight against the ancient gods."
Atabibia stood up and put down the life evolution test tube in his hand, "Show me, what kind of god is that? Although I am also good at fighting, I don't like fighting. I have to do research, right?"
"Of course." The emperor smiled meaningfully and said gently: "You are necessary."
