Chapter 1580 Winning

Biquge www.xbiquge.bz, the fastest update of Heaven Devouring God of War!

At the same time, the four elemental seeds in his dantian have been pushed to the extreme by him, allowing his strength, speed, and physical defense to reach the peak.

It must be explained here that there is no spatial gravity and spatial resistance in this magic circle arena, which is the same as the outside world.

"Yes, you dare to challenge me with only the cultivation of the middle stage of the first realm of the emperor. I admire you a little."

The white tiger said with a smile: "Then, no more nonsense, let's start."

A white tiger like a mountain, standing with a small human, such a picture really can't find the slightest sense of coordination.

"First palm!"

The white tiger suddenly slapped Qin Yi in front of him with a palm. The palm was as big as a house, which was suffocating.

As the palm of the foot was slapped out, the surrounding space instantly twisted violently like waves, as if it could collapse at any time.

Before the white tiger's foot hit him, Qin Yi felt a huge wave of pressure, hitting him hard, making him almost unable to resist.

"One of the four ancient beasts is indeed extremely terrifying!"

Qin Yi did not dare to be negligent. He shook his body and teleported directly. The whole person disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!"

The white tiger's foot hit the ground hard, shaking the earth and mountains.

Fortunately, this was in a magic circle, otherwise, this land would have collapsed.

And the majestic air wave suddenly opened up from the surroundings of the foot. Qin Yi could not resist it at all. The whole person was immediately like a leaf in the huge wave, and was washed up to the sky.

Swish!

The white tiger's huge body, like a mountain, turned into a huge white light, rising up at a high speed, and greeted Qin Yi in the sky.

"Second palm!"

The white tiger attacked very quickly, raised one of its front feet, and hit Qin Yi hard.

The foot was still hundreds of feet below, but Qin Yi felt a tremendous pressure that almost cracked his body.

Moreover, the speed of Baihu's palm was much faster than the previous one. In the blink of an eye, it hit Qin Yi's eyes.

"Pah, pah, pah..."

Qin Yi's left hand suddenly made a sound of bone transformation, and his palm instantly became a foot wide, pitch black, and lingering with ancient demonic energy.

"Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon - First Style!"

Qin Yi's aura changed in an instant, like an eternal demon that suddenly descended here, ancient, mysterious, and powerful.

He waved his dark Heavenly Demon left hand and fiercely met the front foot of Baihu.

"Bang!"

The palm and the foot hit each other fiercely, and the huge body of Baihu retreated a step back.

Qin Yi was violently repelled by his powerful recoil force, and his entire arm was numb and almost cracked.

"Hmm? The ancient great demon martial arts is quite interesting."

Looking at Qin Yi flying backwards, the white tiger's eyes narrowed, showing a hint of interest.

Two palms have passed.

There is a third palm.

The next moment.

"The third palm!"

The white tiger's huge tiger body once again turned into a white light, and rushed towards Qin Yi flying backwards again at a high speed, and slapped out with a foot. In the blink of an eye, it was slapped in front of Qin Yi.

"Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon-the second style!"

Qin Yi, who was flying backwards, was enveloped by a strong breath of death. He quickly turned over and quickly put the dark left hand of the Heavenly Demon towards the white tiger's foot.

"Bang!"

This time, the white tiger suddenly retreated three steps back!

And Qin Yi's figure was once again hit by the recoil and flew backwards.

Three palms have passed, and Qin Yi did not die, which is considered a successful challenge.

However, once the "Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon", a martial art passed down by the ancient Heavenly Demon, is played, it is impossible to stop halfway.

His left hand was still pitch black, and the magic formula of the "Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon" in his body was still running wildly and could not stop.

"This..."

Looking at Qin Yi flying backwards, and the still pitch black left hand of the Heavenly Demon, Baihu was slightly startled, and suddenly said with a smile: "Okay, let me see how powerful this ancient great demon martial arts is?"

After Qin Yi flew backwards for nearly a thousand feet, he finally stopped and rushed back at high speed. His left hand, without any hesitation, slapped Baihu fiercely.

This palm slapped Baihu five steps away!

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Next, Qin Yi slapped three styles in succession, slapping Baihu's mountain-like body more than ten feet away.

There is still one last style that has not been played, which is the seventh style that Qin Yi has just successfully practiced!

"Seven Styles of the Heavenly Demon - Seventh Style!"

Qin Yi's voice was extremely indifferent, like a demonic sound coming from hell.

He took a step forward and rushed towards the white tiger in front at high speed.

"Boom!"

The seventh move of the "Seven Moves of the Heavenly Demon" hit the white tiger hard, and the white tiger's body, which was as big as a mountain, flew out horizontally and fell to the ground with a bang, shaking the ground.

"No way? It actually fanned my fan dozens of times, it's really... too amazing!"

The white tiger got up from the ground with a dusty face, not angry, but just blinked in disbelief.

After completing the seven moves of "Seven Moves of the Heavenly Demon", Qin Yi's left hand quickly returned to normal, and the aura of the ancient demon on his body also receded like a tide.

He also came back to his senses from a strange state, nodded and looked at his body, and was stunned.

Because he found that his body was completely cracked by the recoil force in the two palms that collided with the white tiger. The cracked wound was constantly oozing blood, which looked extremely tragic.

"It's really too terrifying. The recoil force alone cracked my whole body."

Qin Yi sighed secretly.

But fortunately, he resisted the three palms of the white tiger, which was also a successful challenge. The ticket to the second level was already tightly grasped in his hand.

"You are already quite good."

The white tiger has come to Qin Yi's side, and there is a rare look of shock in the tiger's eyes as big as a dinner plate: "If you can still be safe and sound after my three palms, it means that you have the strength to enter the third level. And you, although your body is cracked by the recoil force, don't forget that you are only in the middle stage of the first realm of the emperor, which means that your physical defense is quite terrifying. Keep practicing, maybe you can break through to immortality."

Break through to immortality!

Qin Yi's eyes lit up leisurely, and he muttered in his heart: In fact, I think so too!