V1.C1135 (2/2)

Xuan's move is so powerful that it can't be resisted by any known person. However, there are some flaws in it.

That is to say, this kind of terrorist attack is not supported by chakra himself, so he must rely on the power of space, which means that the control of the whole ”god space” will not be in his control, but will be handed over to the space itself.

Only the existence that is regarded as ”foreign body” by space will be attacked. However, once it abandons its own chakra fluctuation and perfectly integrates with the surrounding environment, it will be regarded as ”the same kind” by space and will not be attacked naturally.

Xuan's voice sounded in the space, ”big tung tree peach style, is this your response? Your initial pride is not to let me understand the so-called gap. You are now, but you can only survive in my space. Even if it takes 100 years, you still can't break through my space.”

At this time, the peach like eyes of the big tung tree suddenly opened, and the hands suddenly waved out. There was no emotion in the eyes.

”God, barren!”

The unspeakable fury of chakra soared. With a big drink, chakra turned into countless fiery flames and swept away in all directions. The speed even exceeded the speed of space itself. The rage of chakra even exceeded the bearing capacity of space.

The attack of yin and Yang Dun around has just emerged and has been devoured and defeated by this terrible flame.

In the roar, accompanied by the sound of broken mirror, the mysterious space of God was suddenly broken.

At the same time, Xuan's figure also appeared at the initial position. The terrible anger attacked him, and was turned into a shield by the jade of qiudao behind him. But then his face changed slightly, because he found that the invincible Yin and Yang escape defense had a gap under this attack, and a large gap was burned on the shield.He took a step back and suddenly appeared in another direction far away, out of the scope of the move.

As early as the moment when the space of God was broken, the big tung tree peach style escaped to a far away place, panting slightly, looking at him coldly.

Before long, the blazing flame of anger slowly disappeared, and at a glance, the whole land had become completely deserted, as if swept away by the extinct flame.

the little tail of xinqun: 465503993.

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