3704: C3704 He Understood

C3704 He Understood

The Thousand Illusion God dispersed his Qi and appeared in front of everyone with Shen Longxuan's appearance.

All of these peak Ancient Gods were stunned.

"You. . . You are Shen Longxuan's avatar? How did you surpass your original body and become so strong?" Boundless High God asked directly.

BOOM!!

However, what answered him was a huge fist.

The Thousand Illusion God blew at his right fist, then looked at the distant Infinity High God, who had already flown two panda eyes, and said, "Who told you that I am an Extraterritorial Clone?

Don't tell me that an otherworldly clone isn't one of you?

Look at how weak you are and how you claim to be weak. Exalted Goddess, in my hands, you're just a bunch of trash.

Do you know how many punches I just punched you?"

The Ultimate Exalted Goddess was dumbfounded. He had never been beaten up in so many years. In other words, no one had ever beaten him up like this.

However, he had not realized what had happened just now. He had no idea how he had done it.

Thus, now that the Thousand Illusion God had asked him how many punches he had punched, this was an enormous insult.

"You. . . "

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Just as Boundless Exalted Goddess was about to reprimand him, an explosive sound suddenly rang out from all over his body. At the same time, his body was sent flying once more along with the explosive sound. Like a deflated balloon, he was sent flying everywhere.

The other nine peak Ancient Gods all covered their mouths when they saw the Supreme God. He was so powerful that it was beyond their imagination.

Was he still at the peak of the Ancient Era?

The one who felt the most was still the demon leader. This was because the Thousand Illusionary God had once said that if a person were to beat him up by a hundred, he would have to kneel down and sing 'Conquer'. Although he didn't know how to sing it, the demon leader now knew that he could really beat him up a hundred times.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

After a series of chaotic sounds, the Ultimate God was almost sent flying back in pieces. He didn't fly back by himself, but was hit back.

"Only 1,080 punches!"

The Thousand Illusion God seemed to be very dissatisfied with his performance, so he looked up at the other High Gods.

The others hurriedly retreated. This fellow was too terrifying. What sort of speed was this?

Moreover, speed wasn't the key. What was the point of this person's control of strength? Just what sort of level did he have to be able to make a High God suffer 1,080 punches without even realizing it?

Besides, they did not feel any time or inheritance power just now. In other words, this person used pure physical strength.

This was even more terrifying. The High Gods estimated that this person's physical strength was definitely at the level of a Time Giant Beast.

Wasn't this what they were pursuing?

Therefore, the Supreme Gods were feeling both nervous and excited right now. They had a feeling that they really wanted to step forward and acknowledge him as their master.

"Do you know why I hit you? Because you talk too much. As a Saint, don't you understand that silence is gold, and that meaning is better than words? Do you deserve to be beaten up? "

The Thousand Illusionary God reprimanded the recovering Infinity High God, as if he had accumulated a grudge against him for a long time.

"And you!"

Papapapapapa. . .

The Thousand Illusionary God stretched out his palm, and High God Ingenious crazily shook his head. The beautiful face of the Thousand Illusion God began to swell at an alarming rate, quickly turning into a pig's head.

After stopping, the Thousand Illusion God continued to lecture her, "Do you know why I hit you? Tongue-tongued woman, sharp-tongued woman, you deserve to be hit! "

"And you!"

Ping-ping-ping-pong. . .

Everyone was thrown off their feet, and every High God was beaten into a pulp. They had no strength to fight back. They could not even muster up the slightest will to fight back.

For some reason, the Thousand Illusionary God suddenly stopped and said in horror, "Strange! How could I be affected by his memories and hate these people to the bone?"

As he spoke, the demon leader in his hand immediately let out a miserable howl. Then, his entire body spurted out blood, and he couldn't stop himself.

"I helped you, and you're still going to be killed. You really have no conscience. Then, this heart of yours is unnecessary. "

Puff!!

As the Thousand Illusion God spoke, a palm reached into the demon leader's chest. As if it had grabbed onto something, the demon leader's face twisted and his entire body trembled.

One had to know that the cultivation of the devil race was focused on the heart. They used the heart to forge their bloodline and strengthen their entire body. Only by doing so could they contain the corrosive devilish energy.

If the Thousand Illusion God used just a little bit of strength, the demon leader's heart would be crushed. Then his cultivation would be completely wasted.

"Forget it! It's really not easy to cultivate to this point. I'll spare you today. However, the death penalty can be avoided, but it's hard to escape punishment. I have no interest in this primitive domain of yours, so I'll give it to Shen Longxuan.

Do you know what to do now? " The Thousand Illusionary God retracted his palm and said in a flat tone.

The eleven High Gods present unconsciously nodded. In their hearts, they only wanted to send this demon away. This demon was too powerful, so powerful that they found it difficult to breathe.

"That's good. I will pay attention to you. "

As his voice fell, the Thousand Illusion God began to fade away, turning into motes of light that completely vanished into the sky.

The eleven High Gods felt as if they were dreaming. It felt so surreal. They felt as if they had fallen from the sky to the ground. . . . No! He fell straight into the 18 layers of hell, then crawled out again.

Now he finally landed.

"This. . . What should we do in the future?" Boundless High God couldn't help but break the silence. However, the moment he said those words, he quickly covered his mouth and looked around in horror.

After confirming that there was no danger, he let out a long sigh.

He was traumatized!

Especially Shen Longxuan's appearance, it was deeply engraved in their minds. Every time they thought of this appearance, they would feel their entire bodies tremble, and their breathing would stop.

"This. . . What is going on? Are we possessed? Is Shen Longxuan a devil?" Another saint said in an unpleasant tone.

Bang!

As soon as he finished speaking, his body exploded and it took him a long time to recover. His face had turned pale and he was covered in cold sweat.

How could he be so powerful? He couldn't even speak ill of him?

At this moment, the eleven Highgods had understood that the face of Shen Longxuan, which was carved in their minds, was monitoring them.

They couldn't make any mistakes with their words and actions, or else the consequences would be severe.1

The saint who exploded just now lost a thousand years of cultivation in an instant, because he said something bad about them.

"I think Shen Longxuan is a dragon among men, the chosen one. We should support him, love him, and wholeheartedly support him. The future of the three realms will depend on him. "

The one who spoke was naturally the most shameless devil leader. He had just experienced a true life and death crisis. That deep fear was rooted in his memory, and he had no intention of resisting.

Thus, following his understanding, he said some words that were slightly against his heart. However, for some reason, after saying those words, he actually felt refreshed and refreshed. It was unprecedentedly clear.

The injuries he had just received healed in an instant. Another profound inheritance appeared in his mind. At this moment, he felt as if he had been enlightened.

He had comprehended it!

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