The Return of the City’s Cultivation

The silence in the hall was as if time was temporarily still, no one spoke, and their surprised breathing stopped.

However, everyone's hearts seemed to have just passed by a typhoon, and like a super volcanic eruption, they were shocked to the point of collapse.

"Block... blocked!!"

"This, he can actually catch an attack of this level!"

They have a deep understanding of the horror of Rong Ze’s previous blow. It’s just a lingering prestige. They have already asked the domain-level gods to use almost all of their strength to resist. If they directly face that punch, they probably don’t even know the death How to die.

"Is he a God Realm Grade Divine Realm?"

Everyone looked at each other, their eyes were full of disbelief. The Divine Realm-level Divine Realm has already touched the apex of this world. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the gods in the real world, they are the existence they need to admire.

It was difficult for them to look away from Ye Tian for a while, and saw him standing there calmly, as calm as he was sipping a glass of wine or drinking a cup of tea.

At this moment, they realized that the young man's performance was not arrogant, but not afraid of danger.

An eighteen or nine-year-old peak powerhouse, one can imagine his future achievements, standing at the top of the world's martial arts world pyramid, leading the trend is a certainty.

Ma Yuhui said in a dull and stupefied manner: "Is the Chinese martial arts world really going to rise?"

Hearing Ma Yuhui's words, the dark-faced Rong Ze stared at Ye Tian, ​​and smiled disdainfully: "Rise? Do you rely on him?"

"It's just that I will punch next, what can I be proud of?"

He pointed at Ye Tian, ​​his expression contemptuous and grim: "I originally wanted to give you something to be happy, but you don't know how to promote it, but now I'm going to torture you slowly."

His words caused the audience to recover from shock, and upon thinking about it, they knew that Rong Ze was just a test and did not use real power.

Sure enough, after Rong Ze finished speaking, red light burst out from the back of his head, like the light behind the head of the gods and bodhisattvas, circle after circle, from big to small, it was not gorgeous and magical.

This is divine light. Taoism is also called "sex light". It is the light emitted by the **** of man. From this point of view, Rongze already has a somewhat divine taste.

At the same time as the light burst, the lava scene appeared again behind Rongze, but this time he stretched his sturdy arm into the lava world, twisting his index finger and thumb, like a hand gesture, but like a flower. Like a child, the entire lava shrank rapidly with the world, and finally became a red particle the size of a millet grain. Following Rong Ze's finger, he dragged a red light and quickly sank into the center of Rong Ze's brow.

The whole body of Rong Ze turned into a four-to-five-meter-high flame, and the flames rushed to the outside. The Rongze in the flame, the whole body was flushed, and his eyes were red, and his eyes were like jumping flames. That's all, I saw a circle of fist-sized spirals of colorful divine light rotating at each of his joints, which looked extremely mysterious.

All the people just felt the heat wave on their faces, as if standing in a volcanic crater, every inch of their skin was burning with pain, and many people had to exercise their strength to resist.

At the moment when Rong Ze "transformed", the entire four-story hall was completely vaporized in an instant, the magnificent hall disappeared in an instant, and a four-story building turned into a burst of white steam and was swept away by the wind.

Everyone fluttered and fell on the ground, their faces full of horror.

No wonder they, the best in the martial arts world, feel scorched. The moment Rong Ze turned into shape just now, the temperature within a kilometer of a radius reached more than 2,000 degrees Celsius. If an ordinary person stood here, it would be scorched. Vaporized long ago.

Such a temperature is equivalent to the core temperature of a TNT explosive explosion, and even steel can be vaporized.

The rocky ground where everyone fell to the ground was sunken in a big piece, and the soles of their feet were burnt black, hot and painful.

I saw many trees in the distance on the entire island. The houses burned because of the high temperature just now. In addition, Rongze's body "blowed" out of a tenth-level strong wind. The walls were blown upside down and the trees broke and broke. It really smells like charcoal.

There are many gods present, although they are not worried about their lives, but their brows are frowned and their faces are extremely scared.

"This is the true power of the gods, like a punishment from the heavens coming down from the sky!"

Some people in the gods are well-informed and admired and cried out: "Yong Shao has integrated into the power of the gods. He is already a god, and we must worship."

Ma Yanran was nervous and frightened, and tremblingly asked his father, "Is he really a god?"

Ma Yuhui nodded first, then shook his head again: "He has absorbed about 50% of his divine power, so he can only be regarded as a demigod."

When he talked, his whole body was trembling. "Demi-God" hadn't appeared in China for many years. Although it was two simple words from his mouth, Ma Yuhui knew how powerful it was. Talent, what kind of resources against the sky, what kind of profound opportunities can be able to become a "demigod."

He went on to say: "If the power of the gods is truly achieved, the heaven and the earth will also resonate and celebrate for him. Various visions will be produced, and there will even be a wonderful space for him."

"Such a character, like an ancient sage, upholds the will of heaven, and in the end will be free from the shackles of this world."

"However, even if it is a demigod, it is already an unimaginable existence. You and I don't even have the ability to resist half a point."

Ma Yanran heard tears streaming down, and said eagerly: "Then...what about Ye Tian?"

Ma Yuhui shook his head helplessly, looking at Ye Tian's eyes with some pain: "I can only resign."

No one knows, this resignation actually means the same death.

Ma Yanran turned his head to Ye Tian violently, seeing him still look lukewarm, suddenly his heart twisted like a knife.

Ye Tian is the only person who hasn't changed his face except for Tokugawa Zhengcheng.

He knows better than everyone present, this so-called demigod is actually the volcanic **** who was turned into a small world by Rongze with a secret method, somewhat similar to the taste of "one flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi". , This small world replaced Rong Ze's **** in disguise, and activated his "divine nature."

But a **** of his own, has been fragmented.

In Ye Tian's opinion, this level could not be called a half god, it was more appropriate to call it half strange.

Ye Tian looked at Rong Ze expressionlessly, still hooking his finger: "I want to see, what means are you going to use to deal with me!"

Ye Tian's appearance made everyone powerless to complain and clamor with the inviolable god. That was the consequence of death without a place to be buried.

After Ye Tian finished speaking, Rong Ze grinned, his body suddenly seemed to be divided into seven or eight segments, like a carrot that was cut into segments. What's even more strange is that some of the divided seven or eight segments of the body suddenly disappeared. , And suddenly appeared in other locations, and some simply disappeared. They seemed to have their own independent self-life, and they could go anywhere at will.

Everyone present felt an extremely uncomfortable feeling. They seemed to see some vague silhouettes in their trance. Those silhouettes were so familiar, and their heads felt like they were about to explode, but they didn't hurt at all, just as if they were going to explode. There is something to be separated out.

They had just experienced the moment, and saw Rongze in the air moved. This kind of movement was very different from the ordinary movement, as if he suddenly became bright, and at this moment, time stood still.