Every body turned into a kingdom, it seems that thousands of creatures are praying, roaring, shouting, praising, and praising.
Combining the thought power of all living beings into one body, the arrangement and combination of Song Yifei's body formed an aura that seized the good fortune of heaven and earth.
This is the ability he realized after reaching the realm of a saint. Use the original breath of the world tree itself to imitate. Reach the point of resonating with the whole world.
Even without relying on any magic weapon, just relying on her own strength is enough to kill the existence of the same realm.
Martial arts deduction.
Heaven and earth become enlightened!
The infuriating movement of the blade completely imprisoned the void.
"The Stick of Chaos", the Flute of Chaos, burst out with tyrannical power almost at the same time, increasing his blocked power to infinity.
"He really wants to imprison us and refine us thoroughly!"
The black-clothed Spirit Race saint roared.
The saintess of the purple-clothed spirit clan also sensed the seriousness of the matter, and madness and ferocity flashed in her eyes.
"This person is so crazy that he won't even let us go! Isn't he afraid of our revenge?"
"I can't control that much anymore. Since he dares to do something, we must not let him succeed!"
"That's right! Fight!"
The two saintesses of the Spirit Race were completely driven to a dead end by Song Yifei, and it was really time to break the boat.
Song Yifei naturally saw their intentions, knowing that they wanted to make a living and fight the final battle.
But he wasn't afraid at all.
When he was promoted to the realm of a saint, he had already touched fate and could perceive the way in the dark.
Just like a prophet, he can feel bad luck.
For him, the future is already smooth.
He wanted to completely kill the two saintesses to accumulate strength for himself. Really reached a state of unscrupulous invincibility.
"Just because you still want to work hard? Just use you as the priests of my promotion, to celebrate my reaching the realm of saints!"
Song Yifei's voice came out from the formation, shocking everyone.
"The holy spirit of heaven and earth, burn all the wastes?"
The two saintesses of the Spirit Race were completely angry.
The two of them teamed up to burn their lifespan, stimulate the law, and displayed a brand-new martial arts that had never been seen before.
?Use the sky as a knife to split all beings!
Boom!
The two burned everything directly, turning into a huge fireball like the sun.
The sun rises in the east and shines on the world!
The huge fireball evolved into infinite flame elves. Blooming the power to burn all living beings.
The lives of the two seemed to be sublimated at this moment.
"It's just right for the sun to burn the sky. I will turn into Hou Yi and shoot at you suns."
Song Yifei's power has been deduced to the extreme, and a complete picture of God has evolved. In the picture, a giant holding a divine bow, aiming at the scorching sun in the sky, ruthlessly draws the bow and shoots an arrow.
The radiant brilliance of the arrow's path shook through the ages and shattered everything.
Song Yifei was promoted to the realm of a saint, and for the first time broke out with full power.
"I use myself to forge the future and open up the strongest way."
There are infinite sound waves emanating from the Chaos Flute, which is full of Song Yifei's voice, with the will to be invincible. The two saintesses were deeply shocked, when they felt that what they were facing was a tyrannical, tyrannical, strongest supreme being in the heavens and myriad worlds.
"If you want to destroy both of us, you have to pay the price."
The Holy Maiden of the Spirit Race stretched out her hands, unleashing the strongest attack, directly tearing apart the space world kingdom that his body differentiated.
But every time she destroys one, Song Yifei will evolve more, endlessly, never ending.
The power of the two Chaos Artifacts has been exerted to the extreme. It turned into endless golden thunder and hit the two of them. Beat them to pieces.
All the blood and essence that flowed out were absorbed and refined better than him, and became his own strength.
"I don't know how much suffering I have experienced, endless years of cultivation, and countless adventures to get to where I am today. How could it be in the hands of a human being who has just been promoted! This is something that heaven and earth do not allow!! Give me break!"
The purple-clothed saint seemed to be half insane, and launched her final struggle. In her body, all the essence condensed into a sharp sword, beheading the void. Want to really pave the way for a living.
"You can't kill me today, and you won't be able to kill me in the future. One day I will, and you will pay the price."
On the head of the black-clothed Spirit Tribe saintess, a sharp blade with the energy of the whole body was also condensed, beheading the formation in front of him.
These two swords are not their weapons, but their everything, condensing the essence of their life, the will of martial arts.
This is the strongest attack erupted under the endless desire to survive, wanting to fight for a chance of life for himself.
The zhenqi condensed around the formation, as well as Huacheng's space kingdom. In an instant, they were split endlessly, and the two of them had already seen the outside world in a vague way.
As long as they break out of the formation, they can gain hope to escape and ascend to heaven.
Just at the moment when the formation was about to shatter, a sharp sword was also shattered, and Wan Gu cut it down horizontally, colliding with the will of the two of them, helping them to be wiped out completely.
This is Song Yifei's will, which is far more powerful than the two of them, directly destroying them, and the last hope of survival.
"Impossible, that is our strongest martial art, true meaning, how is it possible?"
"It's over"
At this moment, the episode where the strongest life broke out was still defeated. The two knew that it was completely hopeless, and the will of the whole person fell to the lowest point.
The two have been depressed, as if they have been completely defeated, from mind to body.
"Your martial arts true intentions are not as strong as mine, and your strength is not as strong as mine. Failure is already doomed. From the moment you provoke me, you are already doomed to fail."
Song Yifei had already completely controlled the bodies of the two, and at the same time condensed into a large gossip formation, directly sealing the two of them.
However, the aura of the two of them is still a bit wrong, as if they are making a final resistance, they want to remember, put it to death and live later. Comprehend the real ancient avenue and break through the existing realm.
Song Yifei knew that he had to refine these two people as soon as possible.
These two people have a lot of principles, as long as they are refined, there will be endless benefits.
This is also the first battle for him to reach the realm of a saint, and the victory has long been doomed.
? Relying on powerful strength, the crisp and sharp volcano has forged his determination to be invincible.
While thinking about it, he sat down cross-legged, withdrew all the strength in his body, and returned to his original state.
At the same time, his body began to sink slowly, penetrating to the bottom of the desert.
He wants to re-open up a space-time deep underground. Afterwards, the power of the desert came to seal the energy fluctuations, and began to refine the two saints of the spirit race.
Before becoming a saint, there will be a lot of trouble in refining, but now it is much easier. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com