Group Chat: the Unlimited Crit of the Peerless Prince

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"For the prehistoric land!"

"It is our way!"

"Kill, kill, kill!"

Suiren roared into the sky.

Then, he rushed over first.

"Baquan, No.70 Nine!"

This is the number of levels of Baquan he deduced.

It is more profound than what Chu Jiu has mastered.

A lot deeper.

If it wasn't just an occasional deduction while practicing, he might have already deduced the Baquan to the hundredth level.

Even so, it is powerful enough to make one's soul shudder.

No.70 Nine Overlord Fist, which explodes with eighty times the strength.

How strong would it be to be eighty times the limit of the eighth turn of the nine-turn Xuangong?

The void was turned into a black hole.

Hongjun, who had just stepped out of Jumang's suicide torrent, was furious.

The magic power is broken.

Although the self-explosion was harmless, the shock caused him to suffer a deeper injury from Heaven.

Feeling the power of Suirenshi's punch at this time, he couldn't help frowning: "What a terrifying punch, what kind of supernatural power is this? Pan Gu's way of power that opened up the world and evolved?"

Suiren didn't answer!

Punch out the starry sky!

"Go to hell!" Hongjun squinted his eyes, flipped his palm over, and slapped out the jade plate of fortune into his palm, sending Suirenshi flying a million miles away.

He opened his mouth wide and spewed out a river of blood 30 miles long.

The whole arm exploded.

Cracked body.

The breath was exhausted to the extreme.

So miserable.

"Hongjun was knocked back by me, and the corner of his mouth was bleeding, which shows that he is not invincible, and he must have a wound from the heavens. Make a move, make a move!"

Suirenshi roared fiercely.

"Death to me!"

Donghuang Taiyi, who had already followed Suirenshi, watched Hongjun retreat a hundred miles away, and shot with hatred. The Donghuang Bell was urged to the extreme, forming the power to end time and space.

Patriarch Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi, and Fuxi followed closely behind.

"Ants, how can they defy the sky!"

Hongjun also became murderous and violent.

Taking a step forward, bowing his body, he punched.

boom……!

This punch was far more terrifying than Suirenshi's punch just now. It directly blasted the Donghuang Bell, Fuxiqin, Jiujiu Scattering Soul Gourd, Earth Book and other spiritual treasures, almost all of which were shattered.

Immediately afterwards, these few people were all blown out, and their blood spilled into the sky.

Fuxi, who was weak in defense, was directly blown up, and his primordial spirit was torn apart.

"Brother!"

Seeing this scene, Empress Nuwa was shocked, and she shook the picture of Shanhe Sheji in the air to protect Fuxi's remnant spirit.

"It's okay, it's okay!" Nuwa exhaled.

It almost scared her to death just now.

If the primordial spirit is crushed, it is really over.

"Hongjun!"

She looked at Daozu, grinding her teeth, with flames burning in her eyes.

"How can it be so strong?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch were almost beaten into autism.

The two looked at each other, still spurting blood wildly.