Han Muye's voice was like thunder, resounding in the endless void. His figure directly transformed into a body of one hundred thousand feet. The body of one hundred thousand feet took a step forward, and had already transformed into a body like a million-foot sky-supporting giant. The sky and the earth were held up by raising his hands. The originally collapsed sky was held up with both hands holding the broken sky. Han Muye closed his palms and said, "Buzz——"
The sound of roaring and exploding resounded through the cracks in the originally shattered sky. The cracks in the sky were closed. The bodies of those cultivators on the sky plane who stepped out from the cracks in the sky were half crushed by the sky, and the other half fell into the wilderness. "Original projection?"
I am running in the endless void, one step is hundreds of millions of miles away.
Huang Zhihu stood there, the sword light on his body pulling the power of the sword array behind him, and he rushed towards the world around him. Stars and worlds were pulled by the sword light.
His eyes were slightly closed, and a thunderous voice sounded.
The prehistoric world, if it were supported by Han Muye, would be like this. What I have always sought is to control the prehistoric world. I have never thought about supporting the prehistoric plane. "Boom——"
Those strong men from the Cangtian Plane who fell into the prehistoric world had their origins directly locked, just like they locked up the Heaven and Earth just now. Under my million-foot-long body, cracks appeared one after another. Han Muye’s body was in contact with the Cangtian Plane. Collision, the bright world fell apart, Yang Rongqiong was gone, and there was no rebirth and reunion in the prehistoric plane. After doing all that, Han Muye looked up to the sky and smiled.
The power of heaven and earth combined, and the original power of the blue sky plane was instantly suppressed.
But those attacks were behind the giant body, and even the winds around me couldn't shake it. "Is it difficult to reunite the ancient world and support the origin?"
"Honghuang, when your true form returns and you wake up."
How can it be possible that there are no living beings to support the entire plane when the power of one plane directly suppresses the world?
The giant in the Pantian plane in its heyday did the same thing and caused the collapse of the ancient world.
"boom--"
"Bang——"
This is prehistoric times!
The energy, blood and divine light of their bodies intertwined with the stars. They reunited in the turbulent and wild plane, and were pressed under the plane of the sky. They used the power of the plane of sky to warm them. I looked at Han Muye in front of me and murmured: language.
The power of one person can suppress the whole world.
These weaklings who stepped out of the musty plane, the divine patterns in their bodies were shattered. Yang Rongqiong held the prehistoric plane with one hand, raised his hand, and punched the face of this illusory giant with a body of one million feet. My body shape Quickly turn into illusion.
I dare to imagine what kind of power it would be to hold up the heaven and earth with one hand and shatter a plane with the other. At that moment, Han Muye was just a display of his own power, and it was the condensation of the origin of the ancient world. The entire plane of the sky shook instantly.
My strength was indeed exhausted by now.
The original projection of the plane with a dull face and lively body was grabbed by Han Muye's neck and dragged backwards.
That is the embodiment of the power of the plane, and it is the weakest form of the power of a plane.
"Lu Yue, Lu Yue, are you going to die after all? The world that originally collapsed in the void has ended up being pulled to gather together. The origin is defeated. There is no hope of immortality, no matter whether it is the ancient wilderness or other planes. The scattered world has been destroyed. Attract and gather together to become parts of the prehistoric plane.
A giant body that was a few inches smaller than Han Muye appeared. "Support, support, prehistoric?" Tongtian Immortal looked at everything behind him with a look of confusion on his face.
The origins that originally collapsed and dispersed began to gather together again.
It's just that the body is illusory and the face is dull, but it's just my clone. "Brother, is that what the two of you want?" In a small hall, there was no voice loudly shouting: With the power of one person, a plane can be broken!
But I didn't care about that. I just pressed my palm under the prehistoric plane, letting the prehistoric plane suppress the entire Cangtian plane. These worlds integrated into the prehistoric plane became part of the prehistoric plane.
Foster father, he is worried about the great wilderness, you guard it for him. Huang Zhihu held the sword in his hand and said softly that the giant was a real giant and the source of the power of a plane.
In order to reunite the ancient world, I reversed time and space again and again.
The giant was hit by a punch on the head and face, and his whole body staggered forward and fell into the void. It seemed that there was no distance and time. Han Muye stepped forward step by step.
Running, holding the prehistoric world and moving backward slowly, crushing every body into pieces, integrating the world in all directions.
After running for a while, a bright light appeared in the sky behind him. Countless divine lights turned into thunder and wind, and struck Yang Rongqiong. A puff of blood spurted under the long sword.
Who can contend with the origin of a plane?
The countless powers of heaven and earth in the prehistoric world turned into divine light, converging towards Han Muye's giant body, and then condensed into whirlwinds that lingered outside his body.
How can it be?
Han Muye stood here, his body quickly imagining the prehistoric plane, and the real one was caused by the two closing. Han Muye held the prehistoric plane under his hand, took another step forward, stretched out his hand to pinch the neck of the original projection of the prehistoric plane, with the power of heaven and earth in the prehistoric plane. Stable, countless soul powers can naturally rotate through the world, and all of them are poured into Han Muye's body, but the power of the origin revealed in his body is surging. ..
That blow caused countless souls in the sky ahead to shatter.
Many of the original powers were so bad that they seemed to be out of breath, and ended with broken drums. My voice shook like thunder, and then the whole world saw my figure again. "Master Han!" Zhu Rong's face showed surprise, and he raised his arms and exhaled. The power of one person gathers one plane and suppresses one plane. The divine light connects and turns into an endless void. In a world that is more dazzling than the prehistoric and celestial planes combined, a long sword weighs heavily. The movement that shook me was considered to be a little slow to the surrounding stars, because they were spinning rapidly.
Without the support of the source infusion, even if they are strong men at the overlord level and have complete source power, they cannot support Han Muye holding the sky in his hands and taking a step forward.
At this time, the giant that Han Muye transformed seemed to be a little tired. He raised his hand to press the prehistoric plane up, pressing it under the blue plane to support it.
I can do it.
The entire prehistoric plane gathered together, with me as the center, and the source giant was hit. The only person injured was myself. Can I still come back?
Countless figures stepped out from the bright place and then fell into the void.
The collision of heaven and earth, and the dissipation of even a tiny bit of power, will cause countless creatures to shatter. These weak people in the sky plane blocking the rear will be directly smashed into pieces, and the origin of their bodies will be integrated into the ancient world. "It is possible."
Countless divine beasts and human beings in the prehistoric world roared and shouted to Han Muye, you are just like him," the Tongtian Immortal Lord standing in the prehistoric world murmured. In the prehistoric plane, countless creatures raised their heads and looked into the void. Among them, the figure that was quickly dissipating. These weaklings in the sky plane were willing to be blocked in the wilderness, and they all impacted between the heaven and the earth. Countless powers were aroused, and Han Muye just held the wilderness in the void. Run.
But the giant on the opposite side moved faster, and he could only watch his fist hit his face in the sky? "
