Gaowu: The Strongest Legend in Mythology

Sima Qian struck hard at the Lord of Yanshen.

Blast him.

The Qingshi pen penetrates deeper into time and erases more marks.

The Lord of Yan Shen withdraws from the battlefield.

Although he was not completely dead, this injury required a long period of recovery and he was unable to participate in this battle.

In a short period of time, three quasi-original statues were exploded by Sima Qian.

Shocked too many people.

This is something that many powerful people have not imagined.

Moreover, Sima Qian blasted these three people with murderous intent, but it seemed very easy.

"Haha, Grand Historian is mighty!"

The strong man laughed loudly.

Grand Historian is mighty.

The three quasi-primordial explosions dragged into the battle within the time and space of time, obliterating most of their marks, and the impact was extremely huge.

He further attacked many strong men and did not dare to join the battle easily.

But this battle is different from the one in Qihe Universe.

Although the Lord of Yanshen was bombed, the original temple was not fought for the Lord of Yanshen at all.

But Sima Qian's threat was too great, and it was difficult for them to find a strong person to stop Sima Qian.

However, it is difficult for such a strong person who controls the power of time to use siege methods to deal with him. After escaping into time, you can't even find the exact node of his real body, so how can you kill him?

And those who are weaker than him will be easily pulled into the long river of time and destroyed by him.

It can be said that the power Daqian displayed this time made the Original Temple hate him very much.

"Haha, Tai Shigong is so powerful, how can we fall behind? If you stand in the way of my dominance, you are seeking death!"

Zou Yan laughed loudly.

Tao follows nature.

The Tao is the only way.

Harness the power of Tao.

The next moment, he washed out the boundless Yin and Yang power, and the countless sword lights that suddenly differentiated condensed into one sword.

This sword slashed out and formed a single character in the eyes of the world.

Wan Dao's only sword fell with light.

In an instant, he saw a quasi-primordial figure of the Yanshen Universe. He roared, and a blood line split open on his body, splitting into two halves.

Zou Yan's blazing Dao fire burned over, burning his soul and destroying his essence.

The strong men of the original temple were very angry. The pride they had accumulated over countless years was being crushed bit by bit by Da Gan, and was gradually trampled on the soles of their feet, severely ravaged.

And they had so many strong men surrounding and killing the strong men.

But this achievement.

Too humiliating.

They can't beat it.

Doesn't that mean they are incompetent?

But they knew better that if this war could not continue to contain the power of Daqian, it would be almost impossible to reconcile with Daqian, and they would inevitably face the Daqian dynasty, which was even more powerful than it is now.

They are never willing to be weaker than others.

The strong men of the original temple are going crazy.

"They're going crazy!"

Huang Feihu looked at them coldly with sharp eyes.

His fighting spirit was like fire, and he crossed the boundless distance in one step, like a mountain of chaos pressing in, like a flying tiger's giant palm sweeping across the four directions, and instantly struck the opponent's body.

ah! With such huge force, the bones and flesh exploded.

"If my defeated general dares to continue to appear in front of me, it's nothing more than blowing him up once!"

Huang Feihu saw Wu Tongxuan and the others and reunited again.

Of course, the original temple behind them, although it was severely damaged before, has recovered, but it has lost its previous magic weapons, and its combat power is not as fierce as before.

They are very gloomy inside.

Being pointed in the face and humiliated.

But he couldn't refute it.

At this moment, Huang Feihu stepped towards them and swept them with a single shot. Like the end of the world, the sky collapsed and the earth fell apart again on the head of the eight-armed god.

They are difficult to kill, but they explode one after another, and it feels uncomfortable to be close to death.

He roared, his eight arms dancing wildly.

But behind Huang Feihu, chaotic visions opened up the sky, continuous sacred mountains appeared, and powerful power swept across the wasteland.

He held a gun in one hand, and a huge mountain appeared in the other hand, directly carrying monstrous power and suppressing it again towards the eight-armed god lord.

The eight-armed gods are going berserk.

But it's all in vain.

Huang Feihu was completely crushing him.

After losing his most powerful magic weapons one after another, he could only use ordinary ones.

Zhenyue Peak fell.

The chaotic air flow washed down.

The eight-armed god lord felt that his whole body was being crushed, and the same pain appeared again, causing his blood to flow.

Wu Tongxuan and many other powerful men wanted to shake Huang Feihu.

But Huang Feihu stood firm on the ground, struck hard with the golden clenched reed spear, and penetrated into the endless dimension, while holding the Zhenyue Peak with one hand, he continued to destroy his eight-armed god master.

Now Daqian has completely taken the initiative.

The attack of Sima Qian, the Grand Historian, and the chaos of time gradually brought many powerful people into the game, and this gave Huang Feihu and other fierce generals the opportunity to calmly destroy their opponents.

Boom! Zhenyue Peak continues to fall.

The eight-armed god lord roared and struggled. Despite the burning source, his waist was still bending lower and lower. Even his knees were weak and he wanted to kneel down in front of Huang Feihu.

"I don't have time to waste with you!"

Suddenly.

Infinite light fills the sky.

The Infinite Avenue runes appeared on Huang Feihu's body, which enhanced his combat power.

His hand slapped Zhen Yuefeng hard!

At the foot of Zhenyue Peak, the eight-armed god turned into a pile of meat.

Several arms that were not completely shattered moved instinctively.

Destroying the Eight-Armed God Lord again, Huang Feihu killed him again.

Behind him, the wings of the flying tiger spread out, and the sharp wing tips swept across, bringing down a shower of blood. Several strong men who resisted him along the way were cut open.

He explodes completely, with great power and power, and it is difficult for the strong to stop him.

The endless laws of chaos are intertwined into a world of visions.

Only now did Huang Feihu fully demonstrate his strength.

Sima Qian.

Huang Feihu.

The attack of these two powerful men caused great damage to the original temple.

They thought that by gathering a large number of strong men, they could stop Da Qian, but this was just their delusion.

At this moment, Qin Yu was also staring at the original palace master on the other side of the world.

What on earth is he planning.

The battle has reached such a critical moment, but Qin Yu didn't feel his anxiety at all, and didn't seem to care much about the outcome of the battle.

This eternal strategy may be bigger than imagined.

"You can't hide it. When I get to Quasi-origin, it will be the time when many secrets are revealed. Lord of the original palace, you can't hide what you are thinking from me. And I believe that you are crossing the sea, but there is something behind this crossing."

Qin Yu's eyes spanned eternity.

At this time, the battlefield was boiling fiercely.

The strong men of Daqian marched forward triumphantly, continuously defeating the counterattacks gathered by the original temple.