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Chapter 1239 Unprecedented Destruction

Get the hell out of me!
This sound expressed the voice of Tamil, the will of the entire Titan Continent integrated.

Immediately, Tamil held the sky with his left hand and punched out with his right hand.

boom!
The violent shock force centered on Tamil's right fist and rippled in all directions.

Everything is easy.

However, Destruction Tide is still full-bodied, deep and irresistible.

boom!
Another punch.

Even though blood was spattering from his right fist, Tamil still punched him punch after punch.

Flesh and blood splattered, and healed instantly.

Time and time again...

His blood is boiling, his soul is burning, and his body has been tempered to be more tenacious and stable in the shock after shock.

Almost immortal.

What doesn't kill Tamil only makes him stronger.

All the creatures in Titan Continent looked up.

Looking at the huge figure of Qingtian.

Watch him fight the sky.

The light bursting from the fist is comparable to the stars, the moon, and the sun, shining in the world and bathing every living being.

This light contains Tamil's radiant blood, fighting spirit, full of spiritual ideas, and the special energy emitted when the world, the world, and higher-level existences collapse.

You can improve at a glance, and you can realize it after a while. Even mortals can become gods because of this, and gods can break through their own limits and step into a higher level.

However, this can't make them feel a little bit of glory, what some, it's just endless decadence.

Even if they become gods, or even surpass gods, they still cannot intervene in the ongoing battle of Tamil.

Because, Tamil grows faster than them.

Even if you become a god, you still need to look up to Tamil, even so you still can't see his true face.

He is right in front of you.

But it is out of reach.

He is still standing upright, but his body is growing every day, even every minute and every second.

The sky was pushed up by him.

was stepped on by him.

He is the new world.

The destructive frenzy is surging, and the waves are rushing, like dominoes, constantly accumulating energy.

Tamil is precisely the last domino.

All the energy is concentrated on him. If he follows the trend, this destructive power will not cause any substantial damage to him. If he resists, all the power will bombard him.

Now, Tamil not only did it, but successfully withstood the strongest blow.

The destructive frenzy destroyed countless worlds, traveled an unknown distance, and accumulated energy beyond the limit of imagination.

According to the energy conduction method of dominoes, no existence in the world can survive this force.

However, Tamil survived and stood up.

Even if he was smashed to pieces hundreds of millions of times in the process.

He is still alive after all.

And after sending out the strongest blow, the destructive frenzy needs a long time to accumulate and hit the heavy blow just now.

However, Tamil will not give it a second chance.

boom!
A punch hit the pitch-black sky.

The sky shook slightly, as if the sewer cover had been poked and bounced a few times.

boom!
Another punch...

Not only did the dominoes fail to overwhelm the last piece, but they were pushed back by this piece, righting and reversing amid bursts of creaking sounds.

Moreover, this righting and countering force is getting stronger and stronger.

Click!

Click!

click...

It's like the dominoes are colliding, it's like the gears are turning, it's more like the fate is rubbing...

In short, Tamil's actions involve a supreme being, an unknown force and rule.

This sound goes on and on.

No one can know how long it lasted, let alone when it will last.

A young elf takes to the sky.

He flew all the way and stopped all the way.

He rested on Tamil's toes for a while, and then rested on Tamil's knees for a few days. The higher he went, the more difficult it was to fly and the longer the time wasted. He would even be blown back when he encountered a strong energy flow .

In this way, he stopped and stopped all the way, advanced and retreated, and he finally changed from a young elf to an old elf.

"His Majesty……"

Tamil stopped punching for an instant.

"Where was that elf last time?"

"Your Majesty, my father has passed away."

Tamil was silent for a while, "How many years? Has the queen been born?"

"Your Majesty, the time is out of order. The sand in the hourglass is no longer flowing. The queen is not yet born."

Tamil didn't wait for the elf to speak, "Time magic is useless, so why are you here?"

"Your Majesty, I am not married and have no heirs. There will be no next messenger."

Tamil hummed to show he knew.

Immediately, another punch came out.

The elf closed his eyes contentedly——Father's behest, finally completed.

As for myself...

He jumped and jumped off Tamil's ear.

"I'm afraid I won't be able to go back alive... The sky is indeed high, but the world is too narrow, and I will hit a wall after flying for a long time... Just let me sleep forever in this free sky."

After the messenger left, Tamil roared, and the speed and frequency of his fist swings suddenly doubled.

Double!
Double!
boom!
Tamil's hand pierced the sky.

But soon, he discovered that this was only one layer, and there was another layer behind it.

boom!
One punch!
Another layer was shattered.

Like peeling an onion, layers of the sky shatter, disappear, and rise as they disappear.

Tamil's curved spine straightened up little by little, and his left hand, which was struggling to support the sky, was free, and they joined the battle together.

The elves who are about to hit the wall are ready to face death, but the barriers in front of them disappear layer by layer, and the world becomes wider...

However, he flew too fast, and the speed of world expansion was far behind his flying speed.

Not surprisingly, he would still hit a wall and be smashed to pieces.

Tamil also noticed this detail.

"Damn it, open it for me!"

He made a flat swing with his right hand.

He didn't know why he made this move.

He only knew that when he made this action, a strange force responded to him.

An ax appeared in his hand.

The ax is the barbarian's favorite production tool and combat weapon.

The ax in Tamil's palm is embodied, and the source of the embodiment is the spiritual ideas passed down from generation to generation by countless barbarians.

Their understanding, admiration, fanaticism, love, and even belief in the ax are all condensed and expressed through Tamil's hand tools.

open!

The elf messenger found that a dazzling light descended from the sky, instantly filling his vision and bathing his whole body.

That power contained a power that could destroy the world.

No, heaven and earth are not worth mentioning in front of this kind of power.

card wipe...

The blade of the ax collided fiercely with the world barrier formed by the destructive tide,

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