Opening Puncher Royal Body

boom!

The source boiled, and the boundless torrent swept away.

Xia Chen punched through the source of fate, and the river was poured into it.

Outside, the fate clone is maintaining the stability of the entire long river, isolating the movement here from spreading and attracting attention.

He suppressed Changhe with the Gate of Destiny and blocked it here.

On the ancient ship, Qinglin looked at the source of the long river with a shocked face, and witnessed Xia Chen punching into it with his own eyes.

Boom, boom.

The big explosion came, but it didn't cause any waves.

I saw a ray of light from the depths of the source, blocking Xia Chen's fist, and the two forces collided with endless brilliance.

Those who blaspheme fate, be executed!

Suddenly, a cold voice came.

Xia Chen's expression condensed, and he felt an ethereal aura permeating the air, and then a terrifying force came face to face.

With a bang, he took a small step back.

But that powerful force of destiny was shaken away.

Fate, there can only be one, you must die.

With a murderous look on his face, he said that the whole person burst into endless rays of light, and hundreds of millions of chaos worlds emerged behind them, converging on the fist.

kill!

With one punch, all the heavens will kill all the ways.

Under Xia Chen Zhiqiang's punch, fate seemed incomparably small, as if it were about to collapse at any time.

With that terrifying punch, all the paths screamed, breaking all laws with the power of the heavens, nothing could be broken, and it was unstoppable.

boom!

The entire source exploded directly, revealing a mysterious light.

The light appeared there as if it were a source, layer upon layer wrapped around a blurry figure.

He is destiny.

Fate has no form, no form, and the form of all beings is his form.

Fate is shrouded in countless halos, and the brilliance from all living beings is shrouded in it, as if it is a combination of hundreds of millions of living beings.

Behind him, there is a huge gear, and the rumbling rotation increases the breath by one point every time it rotates.

The mayfly shakes the tree, beyond its own power!

The indifferent voice of fate came and pointed out gently.

hum!

The source of the entire long river boiled violently, and the boundless torrent swept over, submerging the heavens and the world in a mighty manner.

Xia Chen didn't look back, and threw out a fist, as if opening up the world, and a terrible scene of the birth and death of the heavens and the world emerged.

The two forces collided extremely.

boom!

With a terrifying explosion, the light was blazing, and the scene inside could not be seen.

He could only vaguely see a vague figure waving his fists constantly, piercing the torrent of fate all the way to the front.

That was Xia Chen, who had come to the front of Destiny, punching Destiny with endless rays of light and mist.

The two face each other, truly facing fate for the first time.

When he saw Fate's face clearly, a trace of surprise flashed in Xia Chen's eyes, and he was exactly the same as himself?

The fate in front of him looks exactly like him.

However, when he thought that fate had the appearance of all beings, he immediately calmed down.

The other party is definitely not himself, let alone his avatar, there is an essential difference between the two.

Yi, you are the first person who can step into this place in thousands of epochs.

Destiny looked at Xia Chen indifferently, and the two looked at each other like this.

Xia Chen sneered: What's the use of turning into me, I forgot to tell you, I'll even kill myself when I get so ruthless.

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, Fate was punched, his body shook, and a painful expression appeared on his face.

He was punched in the chest by Xia Chen, and his back was raised.

The terrifying fist intent of the destruction of the heavens made fate unhappy.

Give it up, the mayfly is just shaking the tree.

Destiny recovered as soon as he turned his face, and his body was unscathed.

He took Xia Chen's powerful punch unscathed, and it has to be said that fate is powerful and terrifying.

Really? Xia Chen smiled lightly, and his fist suddenly shook.

Boom!

The power of hundreds of millions of chaos erupted in an instant, taking fate by surprise, and it was blown apart in an instant, turning into countless pieces and flying.

Destiny was blown up?

This scene deeply shocked Qinglin, the Nuwa tribe from Great Chaos.

She was horrified to see that fate had been blown up, she couldn't believe it.

Rumble.

The gears of destiny turned, and the speed increased sharply. The broken pieces of destiny were gathered together one by one, and they were reassembled again.

There was a hint of surprise on the face of the reorganized fate, but he didn't expect that he would be blown up.

Ant, you are very good.

There was a hint of admiration in Fate's eyes.

He said: Submit to me, as the guardian of destiny, I will give you the eternal road of destiny.

Bang!

What responded to him was Xia Chen's powerful punch, hitting him in the face.

That powerful fist contains the power of the heavens and the world and poured into the body of destiny, and once again blew him into the void.

Submit to you, I'm afraid you won't dare to accept it.

Xia Chen sneered, with a trace of disdain.

To actually let him surrender as a puppet of fate and guard fate, you think too much.

Wouldn't it be more fragrant to be in charge of your own destiny, but to be your puppet?

you

The fate of reorganization was a little angry, and was about to speak, but once again ushered in a fierce attack from Xia Chen.

Boom, boom, boom.

The two sides finally fought fiercely, and fate no longer held hands, let alone any reservations.

Because the person in front of him can threaten it, so he dare not have any underestimation.

In the fierce confrontation between the two, fate lost the first move at the beginning, fell to the disadvantage, and was strongly suppressed by Xia Chen.

Fate, so are you.

Fighting, Xia Chen suddenly roared, his breath rose steadily, and his combat power actually increased again.

If you can see the situation in his body, you will definitely be able to see that the hundreds of millions of Chaos Realms in Xia Chen's body are destroying, creating, and destroying creation at an astonishing speed.

This terrifying situation squeezed the infinite power to burst out.

boom!

With a single punch, all living beings will be destroyed, and all dharmas will be empty!

In the face of Xia Chen's powerful punch, his fate became extraordinarily dignified, and the gear behind him rumbled down in front of him.

With a bang, the gear vibrated and bursts of bright light erupted.

The powerful punch could not even withstand the gear of fate, and there were countless cracks on it.

Although it was quickly repaired, it surprised fate.

This gear of destiny, representing the power of hundreds of millions of sentient beings in this chaotic sea, was actually torn apart like this.

It is enough to see that Xia Chen's strength has been able to cover the hundreds of millions of creatures in the entire Chaos Sea by himself, which is unmatched.

This is the truly invincible Chaos Sea.

An ant, An Gan?

Fate was furious, and the blurred figure reorganized back into a beautiful woman of peerless youth, perfect.

He is like the combination of the advantages of billions of women, and it is simply perfect.

It's a pity that in front of Xia Chen is a pile of skeletons, not the slightest attraction at all, but a murderous intent.

Come!

Xia Chen grabbed his hand and pulled out a terrifying killing sword from the chaos. Suddenly, his murderous aura soared hundreds of times.

He held the hilt of the sword in his hand, and the Wudao Killing Sword issued a burst of shocking sword chants, splitting the void.

Fate, take my sword!

As soon as the words fell, Xia Chen suddenly drew his sword and swung a sword against fate.

Zheng!

A sword is swung out, all the ways are solidified, and all methods are annihilated.

Facing this sword, Fate showed a look of surprise, and felt a strong threat hit his face.

Danger!

An extremely dangerous atmosphere hangs over fate.