Chapter 1187 What kind of magical power is this?
"Hmph, a little wolf cub dares to be arrogant in front of the Eastern Emperor's Mansion? I will peel your wolf skin today to see if the leather armor made of ancient alien species will be warmer."
Bang, bang, bang...
Before the ancient wolf cub could touch Dongfang Huier's wrist, he saw Chen Changsheng's figure swaying and blocking Dongfang Huier's whole body.
The powerful soul power swept out from him with a buzzing sound.
"The Emperor's God's Fist..."
Boom!
As soon as Chen Changsheng took action, the Tianyan Sutra hanging in his soul sea suddenly flashed. A phantom of an ancient emperor appeared quietly behind him, gathering thousands of fist shadows and smashing towards the ancient wolf cub.
The fist is like a dragon.
The air around the entire ancient demon realm was shaking. Before everyone present could react, including the ancient wolf cub who was determined to win, they saw that the thousands and hundreds of fist shadows hit its head and chest. The sharp wolf claws were broken into two pieces by Chen Changsheng.
"Ao, aowu... I, my wolf claws." The ancient wolf cub screamed. The treacherous and bright beast eyes also flashed with a look of fear. The huge wolf body retreated like lightning, and the screaming trembled, saying, "How is it possible, you are the cultivation level of Nirvana. Our ancient wolf demon clan is born... the body of the holy body, and the wolf claws of our seats have been tempered in the Thunder Hell for thousands of years. What kind of monster are you?"
The ancient wolf cub is scared.
It has always relied on its physical strength to sweep across countless races. Even some powerful people with advanced cultivation than it were, they suffered a loss when they fought against it. Now, it was actually broken by a boy from Nirvana realm, and even its head and chest bones seemed to have broken a lot.
"Hmph, I want to escape after I have finished the matter? Do you really think of yourself as the ancient wolf ancestor? Do you want me to bring a few incense sticks to worship you for a few days? If you don't leave your wolf skin, even if the gods and Buddhas come today, you will not be able to save you beast."
Woo, woo, woo...
Chen Changsheng's face darkened. As soon as the ancient wolf cub had a desire to retreat, he saw a huge figure of Kunpeng emerging behind Chen Changsheng. Even though his realm was a little worse than that of the ancient wolf cub, his degree was more than a little faster.
In just a blink of an eye, I saw Chen Changsheng's figure landing on the head of the ancient wolf cub, and stepped on it with force. With a click, the entire head of the ancient wolf cub was planted into the soil.
"Kun...the body skills of the Kunpeng clan?" The ancient crow king's eyes flashed, and a look of suspicion flashed across the bird's face, staring at Chen Changsheng opposite, murmured, "What is this person's origin? He actually has something to do with the Kunpeng clan?"
"Hiss, what a domineering boxing technique."
"I didn't expect that even the ancient wolf cub, a natural holy body, could not resist the opponent's punch, right... By the way, when he used his punch, I vaguely remembered that there seemed to be a figure of an emperor?"
"Emperor...Emperor?"
"Is this Emperor Dao God Fist a martial art created by an emperor's powerful man?"
"And the Kunpeng body technique, hiss, is this kid a member of the Kunpeng clan? But it doesn't look like it. There is no demonic energy in his body. What's more, I have lived for thousands of years and have never heard of any powerful person in the Kunpeng clan who is good at the magical powers of fist."
“…”
When he saw Chen Changsheng, he punched the ancient wolf cub. The powerful people from the ancient clan in the distance all started to talk in a low voice. After all, Chen Changsheng was only in the Nirvana realm and was not a little weaker than the ancient wolf cub. Moreover, what he used was not ordinary magical powers or means.
Dongfang Huier, who was standing behind, was also stunned at this moment and looked at Chen Changsheng with a dull look on his face. Originally, she thought that Chen Changsheng's talent in the alchemy was already scary enough. Otherwise, how could he cure the old demon ancestors and shock the old alchemists in their Eastern Emperor Mansion.
"Warrior... what he said is true." Dongfang Huier pouted, and then she recalled that Chen Changsheng said when he was in the side palace that he was a warrior rather than an alchemist. Originally, people from the entire Dongfang Emperor's Mansion did not believe it.
Who made Chen Changsheng’s cultivation so low?
Compared with his attainments in the alchemy, there is no comparison at all.
Until now, Dongfang Meier also believed that Chen Changsheng was indeed a warrior, not an alchemist. Otherwise, how could he smash the ancient wolf cub with one punch?
"Wolf, wolf cub..."
"Hell, damn, this kid is perverted. His fist is too domineering. Even the wolf cub can't stand it, let alone us."
When he saw the ancient wolf cub being stepped on by Chen Changsheng and his entire head was already bloody and bloody, the scalp of the ancient beasts could not help but numb.
You know, the strength of the ancient wolf cubs may not be the strongest among them, but they are definitely too many of them in fighting. Seeing that those ancient beasts were shocked by Chen Changsheng, they all had the intention to retreat. Dongfang Huier, who had long wanted to beat these ancient beasts, said angrily, "Chen Changsheng, these ancient beasts have long been damaged and have pus flowing from the top of their heads and sores in the soles of their feet. Don't let them escape."
"good……"
Chen Changsheng chuckled twice.
Buzz, Buzz, Buzz.
His ancient calligraphy body full of cracks emerged, and with a bang, it evolved into the appearance of the Sheji Cauldron. The powerful soul power suddenly poured into the Sheji Cauldron. The Sheji Cauldron, which was originally the size of a basin, instantly soared more than a hundred times.
Seeing the Sheji Cauldron, the hundreds of strange beasts had not yet reacted, and the terrifying momentum had already enveloped them inside. The huge Sheji Cauldron fell down.
"No, don't..."
"I don't want to die."
"Young Master...Young Master, save us."
“…”
Rumble!
Chen Changsheng's Mesoji Cauldron alone weighs millions of pounds. If it were ordinary Tianming Realm warriors, they might be able to withstand it, but for these ancient beasts with complicated bloodlines, they would undoubtedly be a death-desiring talisman.
The Cauldron of the Soji Cauldron hit the ground.
With a bang, the entire ground swayed. Dozens of ancient beasts instantly burst into blood mist, and screams were endless.
"This... what kind of magical power is this?" Seeing the Sheji Ding, the Ancient Crow King's eyelids also leaped wildly. As a member of the First Family under the throne of the Holy Emperor, his knowledge was quite widespread, but he had never seen magical powers like the Sheji Ding.
The whole person couldn't help but be shocked.
When I looked at Chen Changsheng and Dongfang Meier, I no longer looked down upon me as before.
However, the murderous intent in his eyes not only did not fade away in half, but instead became stronger.
Chapter completed!