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Chapter 317 Human Bloodliness(2/2)

This is morality and principle.

At least, in this morality, all races must not break their trust in the Emperor of Heaven first, and they must not let the Emperor of Heaven take the sentient beings in the lower realm lightly and simply discard their identity.

In the field, the Emperor of Heaven became more and more swift.

As the fist intention collapsed, it became more and more fierce. Even though these black-clothed strong men were already at the top of the world, they directly forced the black-clothed strong men several feet away from their true body while the Emperor of Heaven deliberate pressure. Even every punch that the Emperor of Heaven seemed to be blessed by some invisible rhyme.

And the Taoist rhyme that contained the intention of the Emperor of Heaven's fist became the last straw that crushed the strong men in black.

The boxing intention is vast, and each punch seems to contain endless power.

Among the fist intentions, there were a few signs of assimilating the rules of the black-clothed strong men's attack. Even in the end, every move that the black-clothed creature seemed to be under the control of the Emperor of Heaven. Moreover, the rules of the attack made everyone feel like they were restricted.

Unlike the wild and wanton nature of the world in the palm, the Taoist rhyme of the Emperor of Heaven seems to be closer to nature and close to the great way of heaven and earth. Even at the end, the sixteen black-clad strong men who besieged the Emperor of Heaven seemed to feel a wonderful aura, and there were signs of weakening in their actions.

The remaining fifteen black-clad strong men were all the most powerful men of the world, and they had such extensive experience. But at this moment, I felt that when I faced the Emperor of Heaven, I actually felt a sense of powerlessness like facing the way of heaven. Even compared to the transcendent of the Emperor of Heaven, the momentum of the Emperor of Heaven seemed to be closer to nature.

It’s like a ripe melon and a natural result.

There was a subtle sense of intimacy in my heart.

This discovery only made everyone shocked.

Both sides of the war were dying, and this sudden strange feeling of intimacy had directly lost most of everyone's murderous intent.

In a battle between life and death, if you lose the fighting spirit and the murderous spirit, how can you fight?

Even if any mistakes are made by one's own move, it may directly cause fatal consequences,

"What kind of Taoist rhyme is this?" Emperor Donghua's face changed: "How come this Taoist rhyme feels so familiar, but so unfamiliar. This Taoist rhyme has never appeared in this world before, but the Taoist rhyme that seems to have been united with heaven and earth seems to be the source of heaven and earth that we are seeing now is already united with this world. The current Heavenly Emperor seems to have captured a trace of the movement of heaven's way."

The old man in white sighed and shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The current Emperor of Heaven has truly reached the end of the great way. I have personally seen the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race, who are already the transcendents standing at the top of the world. But the current Emperor of Heaven is infinitely close to the realm of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."

At this time, the old man in white looked helpless: "In fact, with the current realm of Emperor Tian, ​​it is not easy to kill these creatures in black, but at least it would not be so difficult. If the Emperor of Heaven had not wanted to use the hands of these strongest men to hone himself, this battle would have probably ended long ago."

The demon emperor's face turned pale: "Is it possible that the Emperor of Heaven has not yet done his best?"

"It can be said that he has put out all his strength, or he has not done all his strength." The old man in white sighed: "The current situation of the Emperor of Heaven is like sharpening a knife, that is, he cannot sharpen the knife, nor can he grind the whetstone. This kind of road to control the enemy in his palm and adapt to his own hands is actually more difficult than killing them."

Everyone present had their own expressions changed rapidly.

Among the seven strong men, only the old man in white had seen many emperors and emperors, and was also the most powerful men closest to emperors and emperors. His remarks were undoubtedly more vocal than anyone else.

If the Emperor of Heaven could really control these black-clothed men to the point of his fingers, then wouldn’t the creatures present be controlled by the Emperor of Heaven?

What realm does the Emperor of Heaven have reached now?
Chapter completed!
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