Among the colorful rays of light, a ray of light flew out from the fist seal and headed towards Bai Wushang.
Han Sen and the Primordial Deifieds all stared at the colorful light, and the Primordial Deifieds were even more curious. They had been attacking the stone tablet for so long, but there was no movement. Why did Bai Wushang punch the stone tablet and the stone tablet counterattacked?
All the primal deified creatures widened their eyes, wanting to see what counterattack capabilities the stone tablet had.
But the next second, everyone was stunned, and Han Sen was also surprised.
The colorful light flying out of the fist seal turned into a white falcon, circling and flying around Bai Wushang.
However, it did not mean to attack Bai Wushang. Instead, it landed on Bai Wushang's shoulders with both wings, and twisted its neck affectionately to rub Bai Wushang's hair.
"What is this? How come another hawk species flew out of the stone tablet and was so intimate with Bai Wushang?" All the primitive creatures were puzzled.
Just when he was doubting himself, he saw Bai Wushang grab the falcon's neck with his backhand, brought it in front of him and tore it apart. He actually tore the white falcon into two halves and threw it on the ground in front of him.
The white falcon arrived just in time to scream, before it landed on the ground and turned into two pieces of stone. Then it turned into lime and flew back to the stone tablet, completely covering up the fist mark that Bai Wushang had just blasted. The fist mark disappeared without leaving any trace.
"Interesting, this stone tablet is really a strange stone type." Han Sen also felt a little interesting and looked at the stone tablet with interest.
Bai Wushang tore the white falcon apart, and his eyes fell on the stone tablet again. The golden flames on his body surged like a volcano erupting, and he raised his fist again.
It's still the Huangji Jingtian Fist, but this time Bai Wushang's Huangji Jingtian Fist has shined on the world like the sun, and the powerful power fluctuations, like a violent tide, have knocked away those primitive creatures.
After all, those were Primordial deifieds, but they were all sent flying hundreds of miles before they could barely stabilize their bodies. Each of them looked pale, with blood at the corner of his mouth, and looked seriously injured.
This was just the aftermath of Bai Wushang's punch. If they had really received this blow head-on, I'm afraid they would have turned into dust long ago.
Han Sen stood aside and did not react, but the corners of his clothes were flying as if being blown by the strong wind.
boom!
Bai Wushang left another fist mark on the stone tablet, but this time the fist mark was many times larger than the previous one, much bigger than the cow's hoof mark, bigger than the cat's paw mark, and only bigger than the top mark. The palm print is a little smaller.
A punch passed by, Bai Wushang retracted his fist, but when he saw that his fist mark was still a little smaller than the palm mark, he frowned slightly.
After the fist was withdrawn, the seven-color light flashed again in the fist seal, but this time the seven-color light was many times stronger than the seven-color light just now.
Then Han Sen saw a big golden bird flying out of the fist seal, fluttering its wings and flying up to the sky. It screamed to the sky and tore through the void. The golden feathers all over its body shone as brightly as the sun. Golden light.
"Golden-winged Dapeng?" Han Sen looked at the golden bird in surprise. It looked very similar to the legendary Golden-winged Dapoc. The power fluctuations on its body were also extremely powerful. Its power was definitely Top deified alien species.
But if you take a closer look, you will find some differences. Han Sen doesn't know what type the real golden-winged roc is.
This golden-winged roc flying out of the fist seal is of the stone type, and at the same time it has the power fluctuation of the Emperor Jingtian Fist.
Watching the golden-winged roc land in front of Bai Wushang, he lowered his head and approached Bai Wushang, as if he wanted to please him.
"This stone tablet mutant is really interesting. It can withstand Bai Wushang's full blow. It is obviously a true god-level mutant. Such a mutant has no attack power and only relies on cutting off its tail to survive. It is really interesting." Han Sen thought to himself.
The stone tablet turns the broken parts of its body into stone-type birds and sends them to the enemy in order to make the enemy leave. This survival mode is somewhat similar to that of the gecko.
However, the stone bird variant that it splits can exist as an independent variant. Just looking at the strength of the golden-winged roc, it is not inferior to the top deified variant.
Moreover, the Golden-winged Dapeng has also absorbed the power of Bai Wushang's Emperor Jingtian Fist, making it a dual-line alien species. Having such a alien species following it is also a good boost.
Those primordial deified creatures also saw the clues and were extremely envious in their hearts, but their power could not leave traces on the stone tablet at all. Let alone a golden-winged roc, even if they wanted to get a sparrow, there was no chance.
Everyone knows in their hearts that the bigger the wound left on the stone fist, the stronger the stone-type bird mutants that fly out will be.
Just like the falcon that Bai Wushang launched for the first time just now, it was obvious at a glance that it was much weaker than the golden-winged roc.
While everyone was envious, Bai Wushang reached out and tore off the head of the golden-winged roc.
The golden-winged roc immediately turned into a pile of rubble, and flew back to the stone tablet again, filling in the fist mark left by Bai Wushang, and in the blink of an eye it was restored to wholeness.
"It seems that the three marks above were all taken away by certain creatures after leaving their marks." Han Sen thought to himself.
Everyone's eyes fell on Bai Wushang. Since he tore the golden-winged roc apart, he probably wanted to use more powerful force to bombard the stone tablet.
Who knew that Bai Wushang did not continue to attack the stone tablet and looked at Han Sen who was standing aside.
Han Sen was shocked. The power of Bai Wushang's punch just now was probably not inferior to any top true god that Han Sen had ever seen. However, in terms of destructive power alone, it may not be as powerful as the Taishang Clan Chief and Zhentian Palace. The main one is weak.
Although Han Sen is considered powerful now, he may not be a match for this supreme leader. After all, he has not yet been promoted to a true god, and there is still a slight gap between him and these top true gods.
The Xuanhuang Sutra can directly and permanently knock down mortal beings against gods of the same level or lower level, but against true gods who are stronger than Han Sen, it can only barely knock down one level, and it is still temporary.
The most important thing is that others have seen him use the Xuanhuang Sutra to defeat the Lord of Destruction in the battle, and they must be on guard. It is not that easy to hit their bodies with the power of Xuanhuang.
"Come and give it a try." Han Sen was on guard, but Bai Wushang had no intention of fighting him. He just pointed at the stone tablet and said.
"Aren't you going to give it another try?" Han Sen looked at Bai Wushang and said.
"I have tried my best. There is no point in trying again. The result will not be better than the last time." Bai Wushang replied calmly.
