Chapter 451 Seven Days of Creation

Stretch out the little finger of the palm of your hand and tap it lightly, the spear suddenly collapsed as a whole, and the giant's body shook even more. Wuhan Sudao blood arrows shot out from his body, and he shrank and squatted on the ground.

Wang Sheng didn't kill him, but his hand still slowly fell on Karl.

The methods of the two classmates were useless, and Karl became even crazier and more desperate. He yelled at the nothingness in the sky, "Master, are you just watching like this, my centaur ancestor will not let you go!"

Wang Sheng's eyes moved slightly, looking towards the void, what he was waiting for was for the other party to take the initiative to attack.

"Ah!:" A palace emerged between the heaven and the earth, and a voice came from it.

Carl had no time to rejoice, but heard such a voice.

"This senior from the east, Karl's matter has nothing to do with me in the west, and I hope that the senior will leave immediately after he achieves his goal, otherwise my supreme existence in the west will not sit idly by!"

Carlton looked at the sky in disbelief. It was unimaginable to hear such words. Augustus in the distance and the woman who had disappeared were all trembling, and they had a clear understanding of Wang Sheng's level again. An existence on the same level as the Supreme God.

Wang Sheng's eyes moved slightly. Others didn't know that the voice was only at the peak level of Jinxian, and he didn't see it. What made him move slightly was the breath from the depths of the palace. Many gods are very similar, there is no doubt that they have stepped into the realm of reality and are a supreme being.

Wang Sheng's eyes flickered, and he looked at the void on the side. He finally determined the hidden direction of the energy that he had felt before. Without further delay, his palm fell at a high speed. Karl had no time to react. When he was pressed by the palm, his body trembled began to crumble.

His eyes were even more desperate, "This god is not reconciled, this god is the son of god, and the supreme being of my clan will not let you go!"

The voice was shrill, smelling tears, and Augustus and the woman in blue couldn't bear it, but no miracle happened. Under Wang Sheng's palm, no one had room to survive. A group of crystal clear godheads were left spinning around, and were captured by Wang Sheng.

In addition to this godhead, there is also this golden bow and a scroll, which are the only things that have not been obliterated under the palm of his hand, and Wang Sheng received them together.

He didn't inquire about the whereabouts of the barbarian king. He had already found the whereabouts of the barbarian king in Karl's palace during the investigation before. It was not harmful for the time being, and in his body Wang Shengka abused the change of the overlord's artistic conception. This setback was a big blow to the barbarian king. This kind of benefit, if he survives, he will definitely improve his strength. In this case, why not let him stay here and wait for Li Qing's 'rescue'!

In a blink of an eye, when Wang Sheng took it back, he shook hands again and punched it hard, falling into the void he felt before!

boom!

The air mechanism was shaken away, the clouds dispersed for thousands of miles, and the sky was clear, only one area was dimly lit, and there was something faintly entwined that was constantly invisible, but it showed traces under Wang Sheng's punch.

"Senior, you forgot what you said before!" The voice reappeared with anger.

Wang Sheng ignored him and threw three punches in a row.

With the first punch, a crack appeared in the space in the dimly lit area, and it was faintly sunken.

With the second punch, half of an illusory palace was directly shaken out, revealing a strange but vast and magnificent building.

With the third punch, illusory lines appeared in the air, and when the punch fell, the hidden lines around the palace vibrated, and the palace was severely repelled!

The three punches surpassed the peak of the Golden Immortal, and the three punches under the Da Luo Jinxian, in the hands of Wang Sheng, displayed the power of the real realm in a unique way, this is control!

The moment the palace appeared, a film of light covered the palace from top to bottom, resisting Wang Sheng's fist without any damage.

Looking at the film of light, Wang Sheng raised his fist again, and the illusory lines appeared again in his eyes. He looked at the two that the palace relied on, and fell down hard again.

"Too much deceit, do you think there is no one in the west of me!" The voice was completely angry, and then a light and shadow turned into a fist, and the fist, which was hundreds of times bigger than Wang Sheng, collided with Wang Sheng's fist.

Boom, the light and shadow scattered, the fist cracked and turned into light spots, Wang Sheng's fist landed in the air without any hindrance, and landed on the illusory line.

boom!

The palace vibrated, and the light film outside it cracked and then shattered. There was a muffled hum from the palace, and the existence was obviously injured.

But the next moment, there was a fluctuation in the palace, and that fluctuation was the fluctuation of the supreme existence.

"Seven days of creation, the first day!"

The voice is no longer what it used to be, older, more indifferent as if without emotion.

As the voice fell, the sky with a radius of a million miles suddenly darkened, and a chaotic phantom appeared faintly. In the chaotic phantom, a tall figure shone with light, stretched out his finger between his eyebrows, and released the light of creation to directly open up the chaotic world.

Wang Sheng's eyes finally brightened, "Finally shot!"

The picture was nothingness, but the light of creation in it suddenly gave up opening up the world and swept straight towards Wang Sheng.

Feeling the power of it, Wang Sheng's eyes flickered, and he raised his fist again, but this time the fist was full of vicissitudes.

"The sky!"

Missing the old man who triggered the time, he directly shot Tianhuang out. The moment he hit it, the light of creation collided, and Tianhuang and Tianhuang continued to wear each other, and finally completely destroyed when he came to Wang Sheng.

"The second day! The third day!"

The voice didn't stop, the picture changed, and the opening of the chaotic world was unstable. The God of Creation seemed to ponder for a while, and then two rays of light suddenly shot out from his eyes, one was Yin and the other was Yang.

Two rays of light appeared one after another, and the images on the screen changed one after another. With the support of the sun and the moon, the heaven and the earth had a way to be born, and gradually stabilized.

A big sun appeared above Wang Sheng's head, and a full moon appeared at the bottom of his feet, covering his body as it rotated, as if it became a big millstone to obliterate his body.

The corner of Wang Sheng's mouth showed a smile again. His body was transformed by the soul of the primordial spirit. He had gone through too many catastrophes. How did the supernatural power of Zhiyu damage him?

He didn't resist, and the sun and the moon set, but there was a violent collision sound, as if encountering the most solid thing, half of the calamity of the sun and the moon shattered, and the pure yin and yang light that turned into the leader was about to disappear.

"It's not that easy."

Wang Sheng stretched out his hand to take a shot, and the light of yin and yang was caught in his hand, like two spirit snakes circling around each other, with the faint intention of merging into one and becoming Tai Chi, Wang Sheng released an air mechanism to hinder their fusion , and then turned his hand to receive it into the Buddha Kingdom space in his palm. Although this yin and yang light is not the light that opens up the real world as in the picture, it is not weak, and it is good for his small world. You know, his small world The sun and the moon are not yet born.

Wang Sheng was overjoyed in his heart, this was the right time.