Fantasy Simulator Chapter 684: Rolling
In the void, that foreign monk stood, wearing a robe like an ordinary person.
He looks very tall, at least three meters tall, standing there like a little giant, very huge.
The aura on his body is even more terrifying. Although it is not as good as Philip, it is also comparable to Ming Venerable, and is also the highest heavenly Venerable level.
Of course, what Philip cares about is not the opponent’s cultivation level, but the thing in front of him.
It was a ghost of a fairy clock.
The endless Dao is flying, and the runes in it are falling, endless and countless, densely combined there, forming a fairy clock that looks a little illusory.
“This is…the fairy clock?”
Standing in the void, Philip looked at the phantom bell in front of the alien monk, his face was a little solemn.
“No, it’s not.”
Just opening a question, he shook his head: “It’s not a real immortal clock, it’s just a branded Taoist, it’s condensed from runes once extracted from the immortal clock?”
“Not bad.”
On the side, Venerable Ming’s voice came, and the voice was more relaxed at this moment: “This fairy bell phantom was once a living fairy watching the fairy bell. Text and Taoism, then condensed by means of immortals, can be regarded as a forbidden weapon of immortals.”
“The power of this immortal clock is not as good as the real immortal clock, but it also has most of the power of the immortal clock.”
“Lord of the Star Alliance, you are fortunate enough to be able to learn the power of two Celestial Soldiers.”
“Heh…”
Philip looked around, looked at the Heavenly Opening Sword in front of Venerable Ming, and the immortal clock imprint in front of the alien monk, he couldn’t help but sneered: “Your preparation is sufficient.”
“Look at this. As early as the previous agreement, you were already prepared. After you want to kill Sect Master Haohua, you can kill me too.”
“Each each other.”
Listening to Philip’s words, Venerable Ming also smiled: “Don’t you also think that after the settlement of Sect Master Haohua, you will solve me and take the Heavenly Sword from my hand?”
“So, why should I blame me?”
“It’s true.”
Philip sighed, then raised his head again, with a smile on his face: “However, this is just right.”
“What?”
Venerable Ming was a little curious and asked.
“It just so happened that two people showed up together, which saved me from looking for them one by one.”
Philip spoke indifferently, looked in front of him, there was an invisible majesty and domineering between his brows, as if he regarded the person in front of him as nothing, and he pitched without shame: “Take you to solve it together, I will not only be able to harvest the Heavenly Sword, but also Can seize the imprint of the immortal clock.”
“Not bad.”
“What a big tone.”
On the side, the alien monk spoke coldly, looking at Philip in front of him and couldn’t help but sneer: “I also saw your previous fight with another person. Now, how much power do you have?”
His language is very weird, a language different from the previous one, and his tone of voice is very harsh.
But this does not prevent them from understanding. After all, at the level of the Supreme Heavenly Sovereign, language is no longer an obstacle to restricting communication.
“Then try it.”
A smile appeared on Philip’s face, and then he spread his arms.
On its body, the original stone slab is displayed, and there are a series of textures and imprints on it.
In a moment, those imprints seemed to come alive, and under the blessing of the original power of the original world, they seemed to be completely revived.
The King of Gold, the Black King, the Scarlet King, the King of Twilight……
In the past, traces were left in the original world, and the kings who had left their mark on the original stone slab began to recover. Under the urging of the original power of the original world, their images appeared spontaneously. Reproduced its power.
Every king who has left a mark in the initial space in the past, his strength is mostly at the level of the seventh peak, and can even reach the eighth level under the urging of Philip at this moment.
Venerable Ming glanced around, his face suddenly changed slightly.
For them, the ordinary seventh-order peak and even the eighth-order are naturally nothing.
But there are too many figures emerging from all around at this moment.
How many kings have appeared in the original world?
I am afraid that few people can answer this question.
But there are hundreds of them casually.
At this moment, the images of these once kings are manifested one by one, directly affecting the Taoism in this area, like an army condensed from at least the seventh-order peak powers, condensing a huge force .
More importantly, there is also the original power of the original world blessing here, so that the power of these once kings converges into one point, and each other is like a whole.
The power he exerted suddenly changed.
The complexions of Venerable Ming and the alien monks changed slightly, and at this moment a bad feeling arose in their hearts.
Not waiting for them to say anything, more changes begin to show.
Ahead, when Philip raised his head again, the feeling for them suddenly changed.
Boom!
The roads in the four directions are roaring, and a powerful breath descends here and begins to wreak havoc.
When Philip raised his head again, he himself seemed to be a lofty way of heaven, and it also seemed to be the world consciousness itself, representing the mighty power of a whole world.
“In the name of heaven.”
An extremely indifferent voice sounded here, without the slightest mood swing.
In the emptiness, Philip spoke lightly, his face indifferent, as if a king was giving judgment: “Those who dare to commit crimes shall die.”
The faint words fell.
The surrounding scenes changed suddenly.
Between this nothingness, there is a surging thunder and fire, and the vast Tao is manifested, like a tide, it rushes towards the two of Ming Venerables, almost submerging them.
The Open Sky Sword glowed, and the fairy clock bloomed softly, sheltering the two of them.
But that kind of terrifying force was also charging, and it suppressed two magical soldiers for a while.
Different from Chen Heng himself, Philip’s power originates from the initial world itself. He is the embodiment and representative of that world, and can mobilize the power of the origin of that world.
At this moment, with full power, wait for if it is to directly mobilize a whole world to smash people and fight against it.
In this competition, Kaitian Sword and Immortal Bell may not lose to the original world in terms of strength, but they are far too far behind in terms of quantity.
After all, it is not the real fairy gods who manipulates them at this moment, but only two characters equivalent to nine levels.
Nine levels, although the strength of this level is pretty good, it also depends on who it is compared with.
Compared with the whole world, their strength is immediately nothing, even if all the power of the body is spared?
How can it be compared with a vast world.
You must know that even in many big worlds, the size of the initial world is not too small, but it is extremely powerful in the many worlds that Chen Heng has experienced.
At this moment, once it has exploded, the vastness of its power can be imagined.
An unpleasant thought arose in the mind of Venerable Ming.
Before him, the Open Sky Sword rushed forward under its control, struggling forward, trying to break through Philip’s power suppression, but only under the gaze of those indifferent, world-conscious eyes. Can fall powerlessly, there is no resistance at all.
This is not a level competition.
“He deliberately hid his power before?”
Venerable Ming finally realized what was wrong.
In the past, he has observed the first confrontation between Philip and Chen Heng.
In that confrontation, both of them had erupted into a battle with the power of the immortal **** level, but in the end they restrained each other, did not make a big fight, and tried their best to fight.
Because of that battle, he subconsciously believed that the strength between Philip and Chen Heng should be between the first and second, and even Sect Master Haohua might be stronger.
Otherwise, as early as that year, Philip should have suppressed Sect Master Haohua and unified this world.
However, at this moment, feeling Philip’s full shot, Venerable Ming finally realized that something was wrong.
Philip’s power is far more powerful than he thought.
The performance of Sect Master Haohua’s Awakening Immortal God’s power against him was already extremely powerful, which made Venerable Ming feel a little palpitating to this day.
However, compared with the strength that Philip displayed at the moment, it was nothing.
I skipped all the thoughts in my mind, but before my eyes, the horrible Dao used like a tide is still erupting.
In front of him, under Venerable Ming’s gaze, Philip stretched out his hand, and quickly slapped one palm down, then patted forward.
Boom!
The horrible force suppressed and shot directly at him.
It’s just a palm, but it’s as huge as the world, and the weight of that horror is absolutely unimaginable if you don’t face it in person.
“Ah!”
A scream broke out.
At the side of Venerable Ming, the immortal bell rang, sheltering the alien monks behind him, but he still missed something.
A ray of light broke through the immortal clock’s barrier and directly entered it, breaking through the alien monk’s body, turning it into a large piece of flesh and blood.
“Venerable Ming, you lie to me!”
In a piece of flesh and blood, the alien monk’s body is recovering, blooming with majestic vitality and blood.
During this process, he was also yelling, looking at the side of Venerable Ming with extremely angry eyes.
Apparently ~IndoMTL.com~ he thinks Venerable Ming deceived him.
Where is the reincarnation of an immortal **** in front of me, it is clearly a real immortal god.
In front of him, even if the immortal bell can’t fully shelter him, he may be in danger of falling at any time.
In the face of this danger, he finally retreated in his heart and wanted to leave.
But by this time, it was obviously too late.
On the side, feeling the terrifying prestige of Philip in front of him, Venerable Ming’s heart was ruthless, which directly activated the mark in his body.
On the side, the fairy bell rang with a crisp sound.
Afterwards, under Philip’s somewhat unexpected gaze, the immortal clock brand bloomed with majestic brilliance, and finally directly engulfed the alien monk and slammed into him fiercely.
Boom!
The huge brilliance was shocked, and everything here was wiped out.