The second thousand and forty-eight chapters have no blood
A powerful punch, the force of the fist enveloped all directions, and the entire sky was shaking, as if it was about to collapse in the next moment.
Shen Wuque's eyes were cold, shaking his holy body. Just like Lin Tian, he also waved his fist to meet Lin Tian's Chaos Emperor Fist.
"Boom!"
Wisps of faint blue flames intertwined from the end of his fist, mixed with coldness and heat at the same time, and the aura was terrifying.
In the blink of an eye, the two fists collided.
But this time, the two of them were no longer simply competing physically, but both used powerful magical powers and secret techniques.
The sounds of clicking and clicking continued to be heard, and as the two fists collided with fluctuations of holy power, the void that was already collapsing became even more dilapidated.
"The Holy Prison of Souls, Fu Zhen!"
Shen Wuque spoke with a cold voice, and directly used a stronger technique. Tens of thousands of blue runes surged out, suppressing all directions, and shrouded Lin Tian.
Lin Tian was fearless. He displayed the Lingtian Sword Technique and faced him head-on: "Can you suppress me? It's better to be suppressed and killed by me."
For a time, the impact of holy light of different colors in this space made the surrounding area blurry and difficult to see clearly.
In the blur, one can see that in the vast holy light, two figures are colliding rapidly, and there are roars.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of breaths passed.
With two bangs, two figures flew out at the same time, and the killing light of the holy light in the void disappeared in the blink of an eye.
There were several transparent blood holes in Shen Wuque's chest, and blood was flowing continuously. You could even see the white bones and broken organs inside, which was shocking and shocking.
On the other side, Lin Tian was not much better. His arms were almost shattered, his flesh and blood were blurred, and blood was flowing uncontrollably.
"have equal shares!"
"The body of reincarnation, the cultivation of the Holy King's second heaven, completely blocked the Shen Wuque at the end of the Holy King. This..."
On the Nirvana Wasteland, a group of monks were shocked.
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Lin Tian and Shen Wuque in the center of the Nirvana Wasteland.
Shen Wuque's body was intertwined with holy light, and the blood holes in his body healed quickly.
"Good! Very good!"
He looked at Lin Tian and his voice was cold.
"You're not bad either, just so-so."
Lin Tian said indifferently.
Outside his body, golden flames jumped, the Sun Nirvana Technique was operating, and his injuries recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Shen Wuque's eyes were colder, so-so?
He heard the sarcasm in Lin Tian's words.
"Buzz!"
Outside his body, the holy light vibrated, and his aura suddenly became deeper. His whole body seemed to have turned into a black hole, and even more like a starry sky, with a dark Milky Way emerging from behind him, as if it could swallow everything.
This dark galaxy is naturally condensed by the holy light, but it seems to be real and terrifying.
"Return...return to the Void Saint Stream!"
"The magical power of the bloodline that Shen Wuque realized and awakened from the Wanwu bloodline can make everything in the world fall into nothingness!"
On the Nirvana Wasteland, many monks trembled.
Obviously, many of these people recognized the technique that Shen Wuque was performing at this moment, and were very afraid of it.
Even at this moment, many people quickly retreated, fearing that they would be involved in the Guixu Saint Flow.
At the same time, White Tiger was also moved.
"Not counting the twelve kings' bodies, just talking about bloodline, it is said that Wanwu bloodline can be ranked among the top ten in the world. Once the bloodline is awakened, one can cultivate the power of nothingness and make everything turn into nothingness. It is similar to Wushi Shinto, but better than Wuwu.
Shi Shinto is much more terrifying!"
It had read in ancient books about the hundreds of other bloodlines outside the body of the Twelve Kings, so it naturally knew about the existence of the Wanwu bloodline.
Lin Tian's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light. He had heard that Shen Wuque was a powerful bloodline before, but he didn't expect it to be true. It was actually the legendary Wanwu bloodline. According to records in ancient books, this bloodline is really terrifying.
people.
However, his expression did not change at all, and he looked indifferent.
Immediately, he took steps and stepped directly towards the opponent.
"Sinking in the undercurrent of nothingness is your end!"
Kanna said coldly, mobilizing the magical power of his blood, Wu's power rolled, extremely frightening, and he pressed straight towards Lin Tian.
Lin Tian's pace didn't change at all, and he faced him directly.
Then, the next moment, he stepped directly into Shen Wuque's bloodline magical power, passed through without any obstruction, and appeared directly in front of Shen Wuque's eyes in the shocked and disbelieving eyes of the monks and Shen Wuque, and slapped him out.
"Crack!"
A loud slap came out, and this slap landed firmly on Shen Wuque, sending Shen Wuque flying across the air, leaving five clear fingerprints on his cheek, and teeth mixed with blood fell out of his mouth.
Scattered into the void.
For a time, everyone in the Nirvana Wasteland changed their color.
"Shen Wuque, the number one divine son in heaven, was actually... slapped in the face?!"
These people trembled.
The God is flawless, has no bloodline, and is at the peak of the Holy King's cultivation. He is vaguely known as the first young supreme in the Void Heaven Realm. But now, after using his powerful bloodline magical power, he was directly beaten by Lin Tian, who is in the second heaven of the Holy King.
A slap in the face!
For these monks, this scene is too shocking!
At the same time, some people were shocked by another point, that is, the bloodline magical power supported by Shen Wuque had no effect on Lin Tian at all.
"What's going on! The reincarnation body seemed completely defenseless just now, why was it not affected at all?!"
In the distance, the pupils of the other nine young powerful men in the heaven were condensed.
In another position, Bai Hu and Little Taichu were staying together. At this time, he sneered with a little ridicule.
"Shen Wu Que? Just call Shen Wu Nao and seek abuse on your own."
White Tiger clicked his tongue.
Just now, although it was shocked that Shen Wuque was the blood of all things, it was not worried at all when it saw the opponent using his bloodline magical power to press against Lin Tian, because it knew it would be ineffective against Lin Tian.
"boom!"
Astonishing holy power surged up, and in the middle of the Nirvana Wasteland, Shen Wuque stabilized his figure again, with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth.
"Reincarnation body!"
He stared at Lin Tian, his face looking a little livid.
He, the most majestic son of heaven, was slapped by Lin Tian in front of hundreds of thousands of people!
Lin Tian looked at Shen Wuque with the same expression.
"You know my physique, but you still dare to test your blood in front of me. How do you feel now? Does your face hurt?"
He sneered.
Just now, he had penetrated the opponent's bloodline magical power, and he could actually swing the Chaos Emperor Fist and smash the opponent to pieces with one punch. However, he did not do that, and instead chose to slap the opponent on the cheek.
For this kind of people, compared to smashing the opponent with a punch or giving the opponent a slap, the trauma is undoubtedly deeper.
That's mental trauma.
In front of so many monks in this place, he slapped the other person directly, which was enough to make the other person lose face.
Shen Wuque's face became even more ugly, his hands clenched tightly, and the holy power surged outside his body, like a volcano about to erupt.
"I want you to die!"
He roared, took a step forward, and pressed towards Lin Tian like a peerless killing god.