Chapter 1292 The power of the prototype of the law
Those who are powerful in the Supreme Realm can be divided into Seventh Level Supreme, Eighth Level Supreme and Ninth Level Supreme.
The strength of the ninth-level supreme being is undoubtedly stronger than that of the seventh-level supreme being.
It is no exaggeration to say that every ninth-level supreme can easily suppress the seventh-level supreme.
However, strong people who can reach the supreme realm more or less have their own means of saving lives.
This makes it difficult to kill a powerful person in the Supreme Realm.
In the ancient continent, the unexpected death of a powerful person in the Supreme Realm also happens.
However, this situation usually occurs due to two reasons.
Either he was killed by a powerful person in the Holy Realm, or he was surrounded and killed by many powerful people in the Supreme Realm.
Duanmu granted him the title of Seventh-level Supreme Being, knowing that he was no match for Wu Qiu.
But in her opinion, Wu Qiu's strength can only suppress her, but cannot kill her.
"Can't kill you? Just try it and you will know!"
Wu Qiu smiled contemptuously, with an unpredictable confidence in his brows.
As soon as he finished speaking, his terrifying demonic aura bloomed out without reservation.
"Everyone, get out of the way!"
When Sikong Feng saw this, he immediately shouted to everyone around him.
The power of the battle between the powerful men in the Supreme Realm is too terrifying.
Although the aftermath of fighting with each other cannot hurt a group of Dao realm elders, it may accidentally hurt a group of Tianren realm disciples.
Sikongfeng saw that Wu Qiu had the intention to kill Duanmu Ci, so he did not dare to stop him at this time.
First of all, this matter had nothing to do with him.
Secondly, Wu Qiu has a reputation for taking action, and if he forcibly obstructs it, he will only offend Wu Qiu.
In addition, Wu Qiu's sentence in Wuji Sect has expired.
After returning to the Holy Land of Wuji Sect, he will resume his status as the red-robed elder.
The red-robed elder of Wuji Holy Land was not something Sikong Feng could afford to offend.
"snort!"
Duanmu Ci snorted coldly, without any fear on his face.
At this time, she also bloomed with her own terrifying aura.
Five-color brilliance flickered on his body, and he turned his hand to hold the sword and suddenly struck out with a sword.
The five elements of Taoism are integrated into one sword, and the sword light is brilliant and dazzling, moving forward indomitably.
It has to be said that Duanmu Ci, who controls the power of the Five Elements, is quite powerful.
She cultivates six kinds of power at the same time, and is almost the top being at the level of the seventh-order supreme.
Unfortunately, the person she faced today was not an ordinary Supreme Being.
call!
Wu Qiu looked calm and waved his hand.
Suddenly there was a terrifying and demonic wind.
The terrifying power turned into a storm and swept towards the stabbing sword light.
"This is……"
Sikong Feng, who was watching the battle from the side, saw this and his expression changed slightly.
He noticed something was wrong with Wu Qiu's seemingly simple move.
boom!
In an instant, the demonic wind swept past and swallowed up the sword light.
Duanmuci's offensive dissipated instantly.
But this terrifying demonic wind is still rushing forward, unstoppable.
"The power of the prototype of the magic law!"
Sikong Feng reacted and exclaimed.
The power Wu Qiu controls is not the power of the devil, but the rudimentary power of the devil's law.
This shows that Wu Qiu has now entered the realm of semi-saint and is no longer the ninth-level supreme.
A semi-saint is not a powerful person in the holy realm in the true sense.
In terms of aura, there is not much difference between a semi-saint strong person and a ninth-level supreme being.
However, the power of the semi-saint master who controls the rudimentary form of the law is vastly different from that of the ninth-level supreme master.
If Wu Qiu is only a ninth-level supreme master who controls the power of the devil, he can only suppress Duanmu Ci at most, and cannot easily kill Duanmu Ci.
But now, Wu Qiu has the power to control the rudimentary form of magic law, and is fully capable of killing Duanmu Ci.
"Half Saint! It turns out that Elder Wu Qiu is a powerful Half Saint!"
"Oh my god! Elder Wu Qiu is so well hidden. We actually have a strong semi-saint in our Wuji Sect..."
"Elder Wu Qiu is an elder of the Wuji Holy Land. Before that, he only lived temporarily in the Wuji Sect! I guess he deliberately hid his strength!"
After Sikong Feng's words, many people understood it one after another, and each one expressed surprise.
"You have actually controlled the power of the prototype of the law..."
Different from the shock on everyone's faces, Duanmu Ci had undoubtedly realized that something was wrong at this time, and his expression gradually became frightened.
But Wu Qiu had no intention of giving up, and the terrifying demonic wind still swept forward crazily, and in an instant he was in front of Duanmu Ci.
"hateful!"
Duanmuci let out a low roar and started to move forward.
Facing the ninth level supreme, she still has the courage to fight.
But facing the powerful semi-saint, she didn't dare to compete.
At this point, she had no choice but to escape.
"Can you leave?"
Wu Qiu's expression was cold. Seeing Duanmu Ci trying to escape, his figure flashed out decisively.
In the palm of his right hand, there is a terrifying power brewing.
As the figure continued to approach Duanmu Ci, he suddenly raised his arm, clenched his fist and struck forward.
In an instant, that terrifying power erupted, and the space trembled violently.
Under the influence of the rudimentary power of the magic law, the raging power pressed against Duanmu Ci from all directions.
The power of magic is wild and domineering.
The devil ignores the rules and does whatever he wants.
Facing Wu Qiu's terrifying punch, Duanmu Ci knew that he couldn't dodge, so he could only turn around and strike out with a colorful sword light.
The seemingly brilliant sword light was eclipsed by the suppression of the power of the devil.
boom!
The sword light struck the fist and disappeared without a trace in an instant.
Following closely, everyone saw the terrifying fist light engulfing Duanmu Ci's body.
"So strong..."
Everyone's hearts trembled, secretly sighing at Wu Qiu's power.
One punch, just one punch.
A seemingly ordinary punch was incapable of being countered by a seventh-level supreme master like Duanmu Ci who tried his best.
Everyone looked up and stared at Duanmu Ci's figure shrouded in fist light, not daring to blink for a moment.
After a breath, Duanmu Ci's blood-stained body descended from the air.
Wu Qiu's steps started to tremble again, and he headed straight towards Duanmu Ci.
He knew that Duanmu Ci couldn't block the punch he just punched.
But he was not sure that he could kill Duanmu Ci with one punch.
Now that you have decided to kill someone, you have to kill them cleanly!
boom!
Wu Qiu's figure approached Duanmu Ci, and he suddenly raised his hand and pressed it down with another palm.
Duanmu Ci, who had just received Wu Qiu's punch, was obviously unable to resist Wu Qiu's palm anymore.
With a loud bang, her body exploded in mid-air, turning into a burst of blood mist and gradually dissipating without a trace.
"this……"
The corner of Sikongfeng's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help but feel deep fear in his heart.
Wu Qiu's attack was too cruel.
No room left at all.
Not only did he kill Duanmu Ci, he even refused to leave a whole corpse for Duanmu Ci.
Everyone here looked shocked and could not recover from the scene in front of them for a long time.
After Wu Qiu killed Duanmu Ci, he immediately put away the aura that bloomed on his body.
Immediately afterwards, he glanced at Ling Tian on one side and said calmly to Ling Tian, "Disciple, let's go back to the Demon Palace!"
After saying this, Wu Qiu turned around and flew towards the direction of the Demon Palace.