Chapter 1277 Fighting
Wang Sheng's eyes were cold, and before the voice of the demon god fell, he directly blasted the huge giant stick out, and directly blasted towards the demon god across the endless chaos.
The giant stick stopped, and was blocked by a big hand again. The demon god's body gradually grew taller, and even the giant stick was barely comparable to it. A unique kind of fireworks and flames were burning all over his body, full of infection and danger.
"Very good, it seems that my feeling is correct. You are indeed a good food. After so many years of silence, my first food after waking up is you." The voice of the demon god seemed to come from the sky.
Wang Sheng's gaze slowly focused, and he reached out and tapped on the giant stick that couldn't be controlled by the artistic conception in front of him, and Dao patterns appeared on it, "It just so happens that Wang has an opponent who can test the full power of Wang's Tianzhu."
As the words fell, layers of Taoism appeared in the chaos, covering up countless chaos. Under these countless Taoisms, an unimaginably huge stone pillar appeared in the chaos, and then crashed down towards the demon god.
"This thing is good, but you shouldn't use it like this." The demon god snorted, and dragged towards the giant stick with one hand without avoiding it. The creaking and creaking sounds are the difficult movement of the demon god's skeleton, and layers of black flames are shrouded outside his palm, which is against the huge pillar of heaven.
The demon god's body fell down layer by layer, entered the chaos, and was blasted into it. The demon god's eyes glowed strangely, "These natural rules are the core of this thing, and they deserve to belong to me, boy, you It's really good, Song Rang is in such a good mood just after waking up."
However, he regarded Wang Sheng's refined Dao Wen as another strange thing, which made Wang Sheng's heart move. It seemed that his innate Dao Wen was more complicated and precious than he imagined, but his eyes flickered slightly , suppressed all these thoughts, and his eyes gathered a layer of light. When the demon god resisted the giant stick, two beams of light appeared silently on the other palm of the demon god. The black robe in a strange state fell into the palm of his hand.
When they were about to come into contact, a layer of flame diaphragm appeared on the wristband, and the fiery red eyes of the demon god looked at Wang Sheng, "It seems that this thing is really important to you, but you don't think that I will be defenseless?" Let you destroy it."
But unexpectedly, the two beams of light directly shattered the flame diaphragm in the next moment, and bombarded the black robe.
The black-robed figure turned into nothingness, only a black ray of light existed, which was radiated by the demon god and captured by the flame diaphragm, which once again enveloped and resisted the ray.
At the same time, Wang Sheng once again felt a sense of freedom and completeness. The part of the black robe that belonged to Wang Sheng at this moment was completely destroyed and disappeared.
However, Wang Sheng stared intently at the black substance left in the palm of the demon god, like the light attached to the finger of an ancient god, which is the essential way of existence of the black robe, and also the true source of life of the black robe.
It didn't disappear, but became independent because of this.
Wang Sheng lowered his gaze, and this kind of black robe was no longer what he was concerned about. Perhaps it had some incomplete memories of Wang Sheng at most, and there was no essential threat to Wang Sheng.
"Very well, it seems that I have underestimated you."
Obviously, the conceptual awareness brought a different feeling to the Demon God. His eyes finally looked at Wang Sheng squarely, revealing the emotion that existed in his eyes from the beginning to the end, indifference!
He was still supporting the giant stick with one palm, and was struggling with it, while his other palm suddenly grabbed Wang Sheng.
Nothing else, only the texture and real bombardment. This palm surrounded by many flames burned the chaos. Wang Sheng felt the destruction. In an instant, Wang Sheng was ignited, and his whole body began to burn. The flesh became a medium that could be burned. Conceptual consciousness can only stop the extension of the flame, but the flame in the body cannot be extinguished, just like a sinner burning in the flame.
Such power!
Although he had expected it, Wang Sheng roughly judged the level of this demon god, which is not inferior to Qingdi's level, and the real body is here, not like Qingdi, who can only lower the projection.
Wang Sheng exploded with power, and the surrounding flames burned wildly again. Wang Sheng's physical body began to disappear in the flames. The power in his physical body seemed to disappear layer by layer, adding fuel to the flame. The demon god in the distance smiled, "Sure enough ,tasty."
Wang Sheng's conceptuality also covered his body, completely enveloping the flame, unable to transmit it. In an instant, the demon god could not feel the transmission of power, and was completely isolated by the conceptual form.
The Demon God let out a cold snort again, and pressed his palm down like a layer of heaven and earth.
Wang Sheng closed his eyes slightly, he had tried his mind, and he could still leave at this level, relying on Xiaolu's supernatural power, but this might not be an excellent opportunity.
Demon God and Qing Emperor, and even the power that opened up the land of the universe that he had seen in his impression at the beginning, how powerful is the power of this level? This is what he wants to know. At least for now, even if he is trapped by the flames, Wang Sheng No real crisis was perceived.
And that demon god thought too simply, the stone pillar he painstakingly refined had this strength!
Wang Sheng raised his fingers slightly, and the Dao text in front of him shone brightly, densely covered with chaos, appearing layer by layer, and the stone pillar expanded again in such Dao text, directly suppressing all the chaos and demon gods in front of him.
And the most important thing is that a layer of mysterious artistic conception appears around the Tianzhu, which is the power of prohibiting rules and suppressing them tyrannically.
The demon god let out a muffled snort, and Wang Sheng also rose high at this time, and the torrential force caused the flames to burn again, but Wang Sheng took the flames and blasted towards the demon god under the pillar of heaven.
One of the two is huge, the other is small, but they both roared and fought at an extremely fast speed.
Under the Tianzhu, there is no singularity space to be born. This is a complete Wang Sheng's home court. In such a home court, Wang Sheng cannot be affected, but the demon god moves too slowly.
"Four directions!" Wang Sheng blasted several times in a row, hitting the demon god continuously. The demon god's eyes dragged the flames to burn in the chaos, and blasted together with Wang Sheng's power.
The Tianzhu didn't move at all, but apart from the Tianzhu, all the surrounding space was shattered, including the chaos, and the surrounding area was meaningless. Wang Sheng's body continued to reorganize, and finally completely condensed the physical body. At this time, the flames on his body disappeared. , and the body of the demon god also collapsed everywhere, the injuries caused by Wang Sheng's strength at that time.
But Wang Sheng's eyes were solemn, without the slightest complacency. Sure enough, the next moment, all the collapses on the Demon God's body healed, and the Demon God seemed harmless.