The ground suddenly cracked, and the terrifying impact of power caused the world that had begun to close again to open up again.
The two incarnations of Emperor Fu and Tang Xuanming were fighting madly. To be precise, they were not fighting, but were being beaten unilaterally.
As the ancient one among the people on the other side, in his own combat field, Tang Xuanming alone can push Fu Huang to the ground and rub him. Under the power of transforming the Three Pure Ones, the two Tang Xuanmings have exactly the same level of strength. They work together to press Fu Huang.
Emperor, it was completely a one-sided massacre.
They did not use any rules or principles, but only used the simplest and purest force to collide.
In this regard, Tang Xuanming is the master.
The collision of powers in a perfect world has been taken to the extreme.
Kunpeng's magic, Heaven's calamity and thunder emperor's magic
The offensive skills that had been evolved to the extreme in the other world were used in Tang Xuanming's hands without any duplication.
Snapped!
Kunpeng's magic formed a huge palm, which struck Fuhuang's face. The originally swollen face became more and more unrecognizable, and crystal white teeth flew out of his mouth.
You are too arrogant. Now you have lost the opportunity to become the master of heaven and earth, and you are no longer qualified to be superior. The most important thing to do at this moment is to calm down the turmoil in heaven and earth as soon as possible and make good friends with us.
Otherwise, when the world becomes stable and the people on the other side return from the sea of chaos, we will inevitably have to fight. By then, the outcome will not be known.
Fuhuang, who was controlled by Bodhi Ancient Buddha, sounded very angry. His face should also be very angry at this time, but he had been beaten to the point where it could not be seen.
Since everything has been lost, is there no problem with giving him another beating to vent his anger?
Snapped!
He stepped on Emperor Fu's face with his foot. It seemed that it was not level enough, so Tang Xuanming twisted his foot twice.
Fuhuang's face, which had just recovered somewhat, suddenly turned ugly.
Until now, the trump cards of each other side have been revealed. The Golden Emperor secretly controlled the Tianchu Axe, and at the same time obtained the inheritance of Yuanshi Tianzun and Lingbao Tianzun, possessed the Qingping Sword, and secretly reached the other side among those who
The Ancient One is the one from the other side who has the most hidden cards.
The demon Buddha Ananda secretly controls the monsters of heaven. For those at the level of creation, the place is still shrouded in clouds and fog, so they can't see clearly. But for those on the other side, Ananda's true identity is revealed.
The Heavenly Dao Monster is the product left behind after the flesh and blood of God Haotian merged with the Taoist Master and became the Dao Fruit. Of course, it has nothing to do with the fact that the Taoist Master has transcended.
The only one who has something to do with it and may be the mastermind behind it is God Haotian.
With such an inference, the result comes naturally.
Demon Buddha Ananda is most likely the God of Heaven, Earth and Haotian of the previous era, and is the most deeply hidden being on the other side.
And now Bodhi Ancient Buddha's trump card has been revealed. Fuhuang, one of the three ancient emperors, has been secretly controlled by him.
At this moment, he suddenly jumped out and successfully broke up Tang Xuanming's conspiracy. He can be regarded as the most hard-working person on the other side.
In the endless sea of chaos, a group of cold and ruthless eyes looked at each other, and each of them read the meaning in their eyes.
Old bastards, a bunch of old bastards.
I hope you will consider it carefully. Your plan has failed. There is still one person with perfect creation left in Jiuyou. Under the control of instinct, Jiuyou will push that existence to the point where it is close to the other side. You have no chance at all.
Way to devour him.
Stop now. We can touch you to stabilize this world together so that you will not die. If you continue to act, it is just to vent your anger. If you are prepared, the people on the other side will not die at all. This is just an incarnation. We don’t need it.
Snapped!
Another rounded palm hit Fuhuang's face. Kunpeng's yin and yang method alternated, showing a golden Tai Chi diagram, with a series of teeth in the beauty.
Fuhuang, who had just recovered, was once again completely unrecognizable. He was so angry that his hands and feet were trembling and cold.
Do you have to fight against us?
Normally, he wouldn't be so angry at all.
No matter how embarrassing a fight between people on the other side is, to those below the other side, it is just a fight between gods and they cannot see it.
Even if they are seen, those on the other side can easily reverse the timeline and make all their memories disappear.
It can be said that at any time, those on the other side are high above, the clouds are calm and the wind is gentle, and they sit back and watch the clouds rise and fall.
But now, in Tang Xuanming's place, all the rules and controls have been distorted. Even the ancient Bodhi Buddha was unable to analyze and understand it in a short period of time, and could only use the purest brute force.
It doesn't matter that his brute force is not as good as that of Tang Xuanming, but being beaten so violently with brute force and displayed in front of the whole world is really worthy of his share.
The ancient Bodhi Buddha even feels like he was stripped naked and left naked on the street.
There were exclamations from below, and countless people stared at all this with their mouths open.
In Shaolin, after studying the general outline of the Tathagata Palm, Kongwen, who was about to enter the level of earthly immortals, looked at the unrecognizable Fuhuang in the sky, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the Zen heart he had cultivated for more than two hundred years was about to be broken.
The inheritance of Shaolin has been perfect from ancient times to the present. Although many of the top magical skills have been lost, many classics about ancient times have been handed down.
Shaolin also knows something about Fuhuang, one of the three ancient emperors.
Therefore, looking at the Fuhuang who was beyond recognition, with blood bleeding from the corner of his mouth and flying teeth, Kong Wen's hands were shaking and he kept chanting Buddha's name.
Amitabha!
Meng Qi on the other side was elated. He didn't know what state the characters fighting in the void were at. At this moment, he just walked on the threshold of the outdoor scene and felt that the terrifying energy in the void could destroy him in any minute.
In the world, watching Tang Xuanming continuously beating Fu Huang, one of the Three Emperors, he laughed so hard that his eyes almost narrowed.
Developed, developed, such a thick thigh will belong to me from now on. I will not be a Shaolin host in the future. I will travel around the world and become the most dashing swordsman in the world.
With such a thick thigh, the Lord of Six Paths of Samsara would be considered a hammer.
Qi Zhengyan of the Huanhua Sword Sect, who had received the entire Tathagata Palm and Demon Lord inheritance, silently raised his head, looking at the crystal blood flying in all directions, his pupils kept shrinking.
Every time Tang Xuanming's fist fell, it was accompanied by Fuhuang's screams, and gorgeous fireworks bloomed one after another.
In the eyes of others, it was just the simplest beating action, but in front of him, who had the other side level of knowledge, it was the most terrifying and perfect blow.