Buzz, buzz, buzz, buzz...

The destiny lever in the hands of the World Tree intercepted the attacks of the one-armed Holy Body Ancestor again and again, and used the destiny lever magic wand and his amazing physical foundation to dissolve the opponent's strength, just like a coach, allowing the demon ancestor who entered the extreme realm to vent his strength with his strength.

However, these days, the World Tree keenly noticed some changes in the ancestor of the demon clan.

"You seem to be stronger than before."

Of course, the strength of the World Tree is just a symbolic meaning, with only a few thousand degrees or tens of thousands of degrees, which will not change the situation between the two.

"Evil, have you discovered it?"

The ancestor of the one-armed Holy Body, who never stopped one punch after another, finally stopped his fists. At the same time, the unstoppable battle for several consecutive days also gave the ancestor of the demon clan a slight breath.

At the same time, no longer observe in the form of life level and cellular energy, but only in the form of appearance, the first ancestor of the one-armed holy body, the naked 100-meter real body, was like a starving ghost with only skin and bones, "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The old lady from World Tree made a puzzled expression and didn't understand why.

"Huhhh", "Huhhhh" keeps breathing, but this is not fatigue, but hunger. The ancestor of the One-Armed Holy Body was panting and laughing, looking at his one-Armed Fist.

"Since I entered the extreme realm and became the ancestor, I have not fought as unscrupulously as I am now. Evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, and evil! You guessed that, my fist is a perfect fate. As long as it can arouse my full-strength battle, although each punch has different forms and fluctuations up and down, it will inevitably surpass its former potential and grow forever, and will never end! Theoretically speaking, one day I will be able to blow up everything I see, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, evil, and evil!

The old lady in the World Tree nodded in a vague way, but said, "But in my opinion, you are about to starve to death before you break the dimension. Your cells are too re-recovered, and they are devouring each other."

However, the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body did not care and said tyrannically: "The cells surrender to consciousness in the end, just like your life elves, they surrender to you in the end, but are the cells in your body also swallowing each other?"

The old lady of the World Tree seemed to not want to argue with this abyss ancestor anymore. As the leader of the alliance, she naturally knew the news that the Eternal Sky City had opened 100% combat power and said calmly: "It's time for you to change your opponents. The wizards are worried that you will continue like this. As long as you haven't left or died, the wizards will not achieve real victory in this war."

"Evil, does it mean the Eternal Sky City? Those little guys have told me that the Eternal Sky City has encountered it, and I want to see what the wizards regard as their last trump card have, and whether it can make my fist retreat."

Amid the tyrannical and evil laughter, the ancestor of the one-armed holy body looked towards the core of the battlefield and said in a low voice: "Although I didn't see it, I seemed to have vaguely felt the exciting and trembling powerful aura there."

kindness!?

While the one-armed Holy Body Ancestor was speaking, he had a sharper insight than the ordinary demon ancestor and had much greater insight. Since the one-armed Holy Body Ancestor was always in the space-time bound locking range of the magic wand of the fate lever, the space-time pressure was extremely stable and there was almost no fluctuation, so the rising space-time pressure was clearly noticed by him at the first time.

Immediately afterwards, the Metal Hand of the Eternal Sky City, which was still in the distant void, was also noticed by him.

"What is that?"

The deadly space-time pressure for the lower demons is almost impossible to detect for the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body. What he cares about is how the wizards manipulate such a metal continent of equal volume and why they developed such a weird way of war.

"Pamirosius, I'll leave it to you. I'll clear the battlefield outside and strive to end the war here as soon as possible."

As he said that, the old lady of the World Tree actually put away the magic wand of the lever of fate. The space-time constraints of the ancestor of the one-armed Holy Body, and seemed to no longer like the face of the kind old lady. As the face and figure slowly changed, she gradually turned into a girl of seventeen or eighteen years old, with a tall figure, ponytail, and a beauty mole on the corner of her mouth, as if she had not yet grown up in a beautiful girl, which attracted a lot of imagination.

The pure and charming "hehe" smiled, and the World Tree holding the magic wand with the lever of fate gradually disappeared in the vast and colorful glory of time and space.

On this side, the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body faced the metal body of the Eternal Sky City. The slowly slapped his palm, and could clearly escape the scope of the metal continent in its eyes, but at this moment, Wei Ran was not afraid and faced the difficulties. Amid the tyrannical laughter of "evil, evil, evil, and evil", his skinny and thin fists rushed forward.

On one side is a small black dot that is only a hundred meters, which is insignificant, while on the other side is an endless metal continent. Even this metal continent is just the tip of its true iceberg.

Both of them met each other with reasons for being incompetent and confidence.

Buzz...

The vast ripples of time and space were surging with the grim tiny figure and the metal continent, and there was a "buzz" sound.

The tingling sensation of the palm of his hand, the huge metal head in the void, frowned slightly, and the incredible impact on the palm of his hand made him feel that what he was photographing was not a small point, but a nail, and even trembling slightly by such amazing impact.

On the other hand, with the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body as the center, the surface of the metal continent hit by his punch in the "buzz" and "buzz" time and space squeeze sound was undergoing large-scale distortion. However, the expression of the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body also went from the initial tyranny, confidence, and then to the later stiffness, astonishment, and finally turned into struggle, unwillingness, and flew backwards with a "swish".

"ah……"

During the gliding of the void, the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body continued to use his own strength to unload the impact force exerted by the Eternal Sky City. Even because the ancestor of the One-armed Holy Body struggled too much, the load on the body's cells was too great, and the pores on the surface of the cortex caused a large area of ​​blood stasis. Until hundreds of thousands of meters were flying out and stopped, the "huhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

On the other side, Pumirosius looked at the groove in the center of his hand, which was about the same as a peanut grain, printed in the center of the palm of his hand.

The pain made Pumirosius instinctively angry. After seeing the one-armed holy body ancestor stop, the metal eyes in the depths of the void inhaled suddenly, and the other metal palm took a backward posture to accumulate strength. Before the one-armed holy body ancestor could react, he "bang" and slap it completely disappeared in front of his eyes.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Dozens of secondary guns ranging from 3 million degrees to 15 million degrees chased and flooded the little black shadow.

Pumirosius looked at the wound in his palm again. Although the demon hunting wizards in his body were doing their best to repair it, it was almost equivalent to hundreds of mountains for Pumirosius' peanuts. It was so difficult to repair it completely in a short time.

In this way, Promirosius called on the second generation of the wizard king on the special channel of Skynet.
Chapter completed!