I, Copy Becomes Stronger

Even if he could use the Nether Body, he couldn't avoid the attacks from this space, so he could only endure the successive attacks forcefully.

At this time, the eyes of the Nether clansmen who were watching from a distance all widened, and their jaws dropped in shock.

Their highness is also the son of the Supreme!

How could he be so oppressed and beaten by the supreme son of the human race?

Could it be that the other party is the son of a Xuan-level supreme being?

At this moment, Liu Qi waved his hand again, and the huge palm of the space dharma covered it, directly covering the space around His Royal Highness Pluto.

This is the golden fairy-level palm skill - Prajna Palm!

During this period of time, he often comprehended palming skills in the Supreme Hall, so he also cultivated this golden fairy-level palm skill to the perfect state.

In the state of space dharma, this prajna palm exudes an extremely terrifying breath.

"boom--"

With one palm, the space around His Royal Highness Ming Death was completely shattered, but a layer of golden armor appeared on His Highness Ming Death's body, protecting him.

His Royal Highness Mingzhu's eyes were full of horror, and because of the middle-level defense of the immortal level, he took a breath and quickly fled towards the distance.

"Intermediate defensive fairy weapon!"

Liu Qi frowned slightly. This was not only a mid-level defensive fairy weapon, but also definitely a top-level existence among mid-level fairy weapons.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to protect him completely under this palm!

"Psychic Myriad Mechanism Threads!"

Liu Qi's fingers danced lightly in the void, and golden white threads shot out instantly, shooting straight at His Highness Mingde, and soon, countless illusory threads wrapped His Highness Mingde, Cut towards the golden armor.

At the same time, Liu Qi swung his fist again, and the space master also swung his right fist, and slammed down on His Royal Highness Pluto.

"boom--"

The body of His Royal Highness Nether Death fell down, forcibly punching out a big hole in the black soil.

And the attack of the space magic is still coming, blasting his body into the mud for hundreds of meters.

Although the middle-level fairy weapon is powerful, the son of the supreme has not broken through the fairy level, so His Royal Highness Ming Death can't play the true role of this fairy weapon at all.

After only a moment, there was a crackling sound from the golden armor, and after a while, it turned into spots of light and dissipated in the air.

The wide eyes of His Highness Nether Death were full of fear, but at this moment he could not make any sound at all, because the terrifying power of space swallowed him instantly, and within a moment, his body was completely shattered, and there was no resurrection possible!

At this moment, the entire land of the underworld is extremely silent!

Chapter 580 I'll give it to you

At this moment, the five Ninth-level fighters of the Nether Race stared at the huge mud pit, motionless, as if they had fallen into a sluggish state.

In their eyes, the high and invincible His Royal Highness Nether died just like that?

And was killed by the son of a human race supreme?

Who is the supreme son of this human race?

In the distance, Si Yuan Tianjiao, Zhiyue Tianjiao, and Dao Dou Tianjiao had their eyes widened and their mouths could not be closed for a long time.

His Highness Jiuxuan is already so powerful?

To make a real supreme son helpless?

His cultivation speed is really too monstrous!

Sure enough, it is His Highness Jiuxuan!

Suddenly, a genius of the Nether clan exclaimed in alarm: "Too bad, His Royal Highness is dead. Even if we can return to the Nether clan, we may not escape death!"

Hearing this, a genius of the Nether tribe trembled all over, his eyes were full of fear, His Highness Mingde is not the son of an ordinary supreme being, but the descendant of a Nether tribe venerable!

If that venerable heard the news of the death of His Royal Highness, he would be furious, and as the servants of His Royal Highness, would they still be able to survive?

Another Tianjiao of the Nether Race said to the others: "Even if there is really no hope of surviving, we must bring this news back!"

If they continue to stay here, there is only one dead end, and if they don't go back, their relatives will definitely be implicated!

What's more, this is no longer a simple matter of death, but involves the two races of the human race and the Nether race.

If they can bring this news back, His Holiness will definitely focus on this supreme son of the human race.

Maybe they still have a glimmer of life!

Several Nether tribes glanced at each other, nodded, and immediately fled in all directions.

However, in the void, streaks of white silk with a golden glow shot straight towards them, quickly enveloping each Nether tribe, and instantly cutting them into countless pieces.

Countless stones fell down, and the cyan blood spilled all over the ground, which was particularly conspicuous on the black mud.

Liu Qi glanced at it lightly, then turned his head and ignored it.

If he wanted to become the Son of the Supreme, he might still have some difficulty dealing with the five Hell Clan ninth-level fighters, and he might be able to escape a few of them by chance.

But for him now, it's a piece of cake!

After seeing that all the Nether tribe had died, Si Yuan Tianjiao, Burning Moon Tianjiao, and Dao Dou Tianjiao flew to Liu Qi's side, bowed and cupped their hands respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Your Highness Jiuxuan!"