Chapter 459 Promise Again

The fingers are from hazy to real, and the fingerprints are clearly visible, like cracks, withered and vicissitudes of life.

Hoo hoo!

The sound of the wind sounded, it was not an ordinary wind, it was the wind of annihilation coming from the end of the world, it turned into a vortex and swirled around the fingertips, and then pressed down hard towards the front!

"what!"

The land giant in the distance raised its giant ax and slashed down fiercely.

Axe Mang first sent out countless illusory lines through the land and collided with the finger, and it shattered into light spots and dissipated.

boom!

Collided with the diaphragm composed of illusory lines outside the land, the finger paused slightly, and the whirlwind lingering in front showed signs of collapse, but at the same time as it collapsed, the diaphragm was cracked, and then directly contacted with the finger, the diaphragm was completely shattered, and the fingerprints on the front of the finger Slightly blurred, but still pressing down hard, full of power.

"Hey! Where is the savage, dare to attack this god!"

Seeing the power of this move, Man Shen roared to the sky, his emotions were tyrannical, he swung his big foot, and the giant ax swung down again.

The old Taoist Fuchen next to him had a solemn expression, and the center of his brows began to flicker with silver light, ready to support him at any time.

The huge ax swung out, plain and flowerless, it was a reaction to the limit of the great power, collided with the finger of the ancient god, there was no sound, no light, there was only a slight pause, and then the ax was raised and turned into light and shadow. Eight axes were cut in a row, nine consecutive The strength of the ax emerges from the fingers.

The barbarian's body trembled violently, he retreated a few steps while roaring, cracks appeared on the ground under his feet, even the ground in this Realm of Reality couldn't bear such a powerful force.

The fingers also vibrated, with more cracks on them, the air of vicissitudes permeated, and the fingerprints of the knuckles, which occupied a full third of it, faded and disappeared. Although they continued to press, the speed was greatly reduced.

Manshen looked at the finger frantically. At this moment, he finally realized how difficult the finger was, and suddenly raised his hands and slapped the finger in front of him hard.

"The world is old! Let me loose!"

Mysterious ancient power radiates from the palm and permeates the fingers. Under this power, the fingers have the intention of returning to their original roots, and two-thirds of the fingerprints are more blurred.

In the distance, Wang Sheng's pupils contracted, and his thoughtful expression disappeared immediately. He was right in thinking. This barbarian god really cultivated the complete version of the Great Desolate Hegemony. Not to mention, the opponent's consumption is obviously smaller than his.

The barbarian god's palm was kept on, and the power lasted for several breaths before disappearing, while the ancient god's fingers had completely dimmed, as if there was only a phantom left.

But even so, the fingers still pressed hard, pressing on the top of the Man God's head without any hindrance, hitting the center of his brow.

The barbaric god shook with a loud bang, the center of his eyebrows burst open, bleeding out, and then a crack appeared on his body, which suddenly split into half and disappeared. At this moment, the ancient god's fingers slowly disappeared, replaced by the barbaric god's disappearance.

The ups and downs old Taoist expression next to the Man God was shocked, and he couldn't believe that the Man God couldn't bear to die directly under the successive weakening of power.

And after he replaced himself, he came to a fact that shocked him, he also couldn't resist this blow.

"The promise is fulfilled, I have taken his life!"

The voice of vicissitudes only rang in Wang Sheng's ears. Wang Sheng felt a breath in the place where the barbarian god disappeared in the distance, and it seemed to be absorbed and disappeared directly in place.

Wang Sheng looked calm and was about to nod, but suddenly frowned. He thought of the difference in the words of the ancient gods.

Take his life!

Suddenly, his pupils shrank slightly, and he looked towards the place where the barbarian god disappeared, only to see a faint and almost imperceptible aura still exists, slowly condensing his body.

Not dead yet! Or there is still life!

"Fellow daoist, stay here!" he said suddenly.

The voice of vicissitudes has disappeared half, and then stopped and said slowly: "What is it!"

Wang Sheng raised his palm slowly, and said in his mouth: "Wang wants to make another promise with fellow daoist!"

Slightly silent, the voice replied, "But I want to take his life again! I have obtained this person's origin, and the rest is useless. You can make a promise, but you need other rewards!"

Wang Sheng's expression remained unchanged, "That's not the case, Wang can handle the matter here."

At the same time, he sent a message to the ancient god in a unique way. It was a picture, in which was a demon god who covered the sky and covered the sun, with a majestic momentum and a hideous figure.

At this time, Wang Sheng's palm was half raised, and he said, "Is this thing a reward?"

The vicissitudes of business did not remain silent, and there was surprise in the voice, "It's actually this family!"

I was silent again, and said: "If I am at the peak of this god, I can compete with it. Now I can't attack with all my strength in the three-loss calamity. I only have the power of one blow. I can't keep it, and I can't use it as a reward."

Wang Sheng's eyes flickered, and he noticed that the words of the ancient gods were only contending with them, not killing or even defeating them, and then said: "If a fellow Taoist makes a move, Wang is 50% sure to break off its source and expel it, and use that source As a reward!"

With his other hand, a black stone temple appeared, exuding an ancient aura in the suspension.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he suddenly felt a pair of eyes staring at him with surprise and fear.

After a long time, the voice replied, "I see your confidence, the promise is concluded!"

It was the same as last time, but at a much faster speed. An ancient imprint appeared beside Wang Sheng. Wang Sheng opened his mouth and spit out a blue imprint with a harmonious tone. Immediately, the imprint representing the conclusion of the promise appeared and was swallowed by him.

The aura of vicissitudes disappeared immediately, and Wang Sheng also turned his hands to put away the black stone palace.

The method and speed of communication in the Realm of Reality are different from reality. It seems to be a long time, but in fact there are only a few breaths, but just these few breaths are enough for another powerful person to attack. Wang Sheng has been staring at that person, but that person But he didn't have the idea of ​​making a move, just looked at him solemnly, the floating dust in his hand couldn't move automatically.

He raised all his arms, exuding an ancient vicissitudes of life, which was actually similar to the breath of the ancient god's fingers before.

The pupils of the old Fushen contracted again, then sighed, and said softly: "Friend Daoist Guman, I don't know how you considered the previous conditions."

The purpose of coming here was to deal with Wang Sheng, a powerful person who appeared in the real world. Both of them had a feud with Wang Sheng, but they didn't expect Wang Sheng to come to their door automatically, so the ancient barbarian thought that he could be killed by one person, So the previous conditions have not been agreed to, and until now he has paid a heavy price. If it weren't for his family's natal talent, he might have disappeared long ago.

As soon as the words fell, the slowly condensed aura roared, "My god agrees! Xuandao kid, don't rush to make a move."

Old Daoist Fushen's eyes flickered slightly, he nodded, then saluted Wang Sheng, and nodded, "Fellow Daoist, be careful!"

With a violent flick of the whisk in his hand, countless silver lights bloomed, piercing through the void and stabbing at Wang Sheng.