Chapter 375: The Hand of the God

Chu Liang has successfully broken through, and his strength is so strong that it is easy to kill a Yuanying!

Even if Wu Luoyue and the other five Yuanyings, including Fan Xiefeng, join forces, they are not his opponents.

If they don't use their trump cards, the five of them will die here today.

"Wu Luoyue, hurry up!" Liu Kui roared. He was closest to Chu Liang, and now he felt cold all over, and he felt that one foot had already stepped into the palace of the King of Hell!

"Don't worry!"

Wu Luoyue's face changed, gritted his teeth, and took out a yellowed talisman.

This talisman is the last trump card of the Yinhun Sect.

The moment it appeared, a breathtaking aura spread, sweeping across the entire world, causing the huge human world to stagnate.

Sensing this terrifying fluctuation, the expressions of Liang Changsheng and the other nine people all changed.

The aura of the talisman was full of powerful and vast meanings, far exceeding all the power they had seen in their lives.

They even felt...

The power of the entire world combined is not as strong as that talisman!

"Fellow Daoist Chu, stop him!" Liang Changsheng immediately sent a voice message, his voice full of anxiety.

"It's too late, the talisman has been activated." Chu Liang shook his head slightly.

He stood on the top of the mountain, his expression calm, his eyes looking at the sky, his robes rustling in the mountain wind.

Above the sky, the talisman burned, the fire was extremely bright, like a ball of scorching sun, and it turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

The next moment, the whole sky turned into darkness.

Boom!

A majestic and terrifying hand stretched out from the surging darkness.

It seemed to come from the world outside the sky, tearing the sky, covering the sky and the sun, vast and boundless, so grand that it is difficult to describe in words, as if it was going to destroy the entire world!

"It's that palm!"

Liang Changsheng and others were shocked.

It was the palm that destroyed the ancient mythological era!

Now, it reappears in this world, covering the entire human world. The terrifying and destructive power is unstoppable and despairing!

It is the last trump card of the Yinhun Sect. If it is not a matter of life and death, Wu Luoyue is unwilling to use it at all, because once it is activated, it will release a power far beyond the Nascent Soul - the real power of the God of Transformation!

The Hand of the God of Transformation!

Although there is only one palm, it is enough to wipe out all the strong people in this world!

"Die!" Wu Luoyue shouted angrily, his face twisted, "This is the palm of the God of Transformation, no one in this world can stop it, all die!"

"God of Transformation?!"

Liang Changsheng was stiff, staring straight at the palm, and a huge wave was set off in his heart.

No wonder the ancient times were completely destroyed, and the powerful Zulong and Zufeng could not escape destruction. It turned out to be because of the power of the God of Transformation.

The entire human world, from ancient times to the present, who can stop it?

He clenched his fist tightly, with a strong sense of unwillingness surging in his chest, wanting to overturn everything, but under the power of this palm, he couldn't even move, and was almost unable to breathe under the pressure of the majestic momentum!

Below, all living beings in the human world were in despair.

"Oh my God..."

Some people sat on the ground, as if they had lost all their energy and spirit, staring blankly at the slowly falling palm of destruction.

Others cried loudly, hugged their family and friends, and their tears wet their clothes.

The world was dark, and all the light had gone out.

The breath of destruction and death enveloped the entire world, and there seemed to be no life at all.

In the mountain and river formation, the ghost calculator was at a loss, muttering in a low voice: "Life, life... Where is that ray of life? Fellow Daoist Chu, was your deduction right or wrong? Why do I only see the vast darkness?"

Luo Changhe looked to the north and whispered: "Senior Chu, the victory or defeat of this battle depends on you alone."

"Is there really a chance of survival?"

More cultivators in this world were just silent, they had all tried their best.

Human world, Wenhai Prefecture City.

In the Yongjia Earl's Mansion, Fei Yangyang was alone, standing on a high building, looking to the north, and sighed: "Brother Chu, after all, you are the only one who supports this world."

In the green-skinned gourd, the second uncle Chu Erniu was nervous and walked around in the yard.

"Aliang, you must win!"

The two little mice and the other beast servants all looked up at the gray sky in the gourd cave.

"Master will definitely win!" Rat Da waved his little paws and said in an affirmative tone.

"Yes, the master has traveled all over the world in his life, when has he ever been defeated?" Shu Er also affirmed this, but there was deep worry in his eyes.

Can Chu Liang really win?

At the time of the destruction of the world, countless people chanted his name.

He is the most powerful creature in the entire human world since its formation. Even the ancient ancestor dragon and ancestor phoenix are not as good as him.

If he can't block this palm, then this world will be completely hopeless!

"It's impossible to block it, it will definitely be defeated!" Wu Luoyue looked crazy and stared at Chu Liang.

Chu Liang is indeed very strong, but after all, he is not a great god.

No matter how strong the Nascent Soul is, it is just a Nascent Soul after all, and it can't cross the barrier that is like a natural moat!

Even in the fairy world, there has never been a legend of a Nascent Soul fighting a God, let alone this incomplete world?

On the top of the mountain, Chu Liang was still calm.

That boundless palm of the god was exactly the same as the one in the ancient battle, as if it had traveled through time, from ancient times to the present, and slowly slapped him.

Chu Liang was prepared for this.

"Three reincarnations, appear!"

Immortal light emerged, and immortal energy was dense, turning into three blurred immortal flowers above his head.

On his left, a hazy figure appeared, representing his previous life.

On his right, another blurry figure appeared, it was his afterlife body.

This immortal art is already quite perfect, even in the immortal world, there is no such powerful method, even the great power of the transformation of the spirit can not see the slightest flaw.

Once it is spread, I don’t know how many people will go crazy for it, wanting to cultivate the three-life body and follow this path to the top.

However, Chu Liang, the creator of the law, was not satisfied with it.

"Afterlife body, destroy!"

He pressed back, and the afterlife body beside him suddenly shattered and turned into a wisp of misty mist.

No need for afterlife, this life must be the strongest!

Even if the body dies, it will not enter the great cycle of heaven and earth, but reappear through its own small cycle to ensure that this body is unique!

Chu Liang pointed his finger and shouted again: "Condensate!"

The wisp of mist surged and changed, condensing into a new body in front of him.

Not afterlife, but future body!

This body is downstream of the long river of time, facing the current body from a distance.

Chu Liang stared at the sky. The hand that destroyed the world kept pressing down. The terrifying aura was getting closer and closer, as if it would completely destroy him in the next moment.

He took a deep breath and slowly said: "Borrow... the power of time!"

As soon as the voice fell, the world roared, and a vast and boundless illusory river vaguely emerged.

He took a step forward and merged with the body of the future.

The next moment, his aura rose steadily, and the mysterious power escaped, making this piece of time and space a little distorted, as if it had obtained a power that did not belong to this moment.

Chu Liang flew up, his body became hazy, and he slapped the sky.

"Break!"