Chapter 1777

Yan Zun slowly tightened his empty palm.

He looked at the calm peach blossom eyes on weekdays. At the moment, he was full of cold. He looked at the man in black coldly: "you dream!!"

It seemed that Yan Zun had expected such an answer. The man in black shrugged helplessly and opened his mouth as if with a sigh: "there's no way. I can only get it myself."

"Then win me first!"

Yan Zun's handsome face was covered with frost.

Before the words fell, the two figures had disappeared in place.

With the fierce collision, the two figures suddenly collided with one place. When they separated, they had appeared in the cosmic void far away.

Without relying on mecha or any flying tools, they naturally stepped on the void.

Yan Zun shot angrily and left no room at all.

The violent and ferocious force exploded around them, and the rumbling sound even blew away the space.

When they waved their sleeves and brushed their clothes, the nearest asteroid was directly cut off by the powerful afterwave of power, leaving only one third.

The man in black snorted coldly.

He suddenly brushed his sleeve, and the incomplete planet smashed at Yan Zun like a ball.

But on the way, it exploded from the center and became meteorite fragments.

In the Marshal's house, he looked at the terrible fight between them.

Song leaf trembled his lips and his chin was about to fall out.

"... three, three..."

He stammered the word, but he couldn't say a complete sentence for a long time.

Yan Rong stared at the battle of destroying heaven and earth in the universe, and his voice trembled slightly: "level 3 s mental power..."

He paused and continued with some difficulty: "or... Emperor level."

In the Empire, there has never been an emperor level three 3S levels.

They saw two at once.

Song leaf widened his eyes and tried to see more clearly, but he couldn't see who had the upper hand.

He frowned "If this war, the young master will lose..."

Listen to the painting style of the man in black just now. I'm afraid their Marshal will be in trouble.

Yan Rong nodded heavily.

He glanced around at the grim looking soldiers of the cloud fleet. He winked at the leaf.

Song Lingfeng understood it and raised his legs to step back.

"It's useless."

Qin Zong stopped him.

"When the power reaches this level, it will naturally form a magnetic field around the body. Unless your attack can reach the same magnitude as these two people, you can't penetrate the magnetic field at all."

"But it's just a waste of effort."

Song Lingfeng stepped down and immediately turned to Qin Zong.

Qin Zong's eyes were faint. But it contains an irresistible pressure field: "all you can do now is wait here."

"Bet Yan Zun can win this one."

Qin Zong said this, and his cold eyes turned to Yan Zun and the man in black again.

What he didn't tell song Lingfeng is that Yan Zun has fallen to the disadvantage in the current situation and has no power to defeat the black robed man at all.

If Yan Zun only designed that little thing.

Today, all of them will die here.

As Qin Zong expected, Yan Zun's offensive became weaker and weaker, and he was almost pressed and beaten by people in black robes.

The disadvantage is obvious. Even song leaf and Yan Rong can see it.