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The first thousand four hundred and eighty-three chapters recover again

The road is long, but the young emperor is not alone.

The punch that Zhao Yu slammed in front of the will of heaven contained all the unyielding will and shouts of the entire Daxia trillion people.

This is a punch belonging to the human world!

Many ants even bite the giant elephant to death, but when countless ants gather their thoughts into one place and the energy burst out is also beyond imagination, and even the so-called way of heaven is frightened.

On top of Zhao Yu's punch in the human world, the burning milky white fireworks were also heavy punches from countless people in Daxia. Therefore, this punch was actually a billion fist.

"Crackling."

With the blow of this human punch, the frost on the God of War's Swift Spear, which had originally spread rapidly forward, suddenly shattered. Then the dense black cracks spread in reverse, rushing straight ahead of the God of War's Swift Spear, and then crashed into the heavenly barrier that was as thin as a cicada wing.

In the next breath, under everyone's extremely frightened eyes, all the frost on the God of War Spike all shattered and turned into complex and mysterious fragments of law, falling down one after another.

At the same time, Zhao Yu, who had a silver, milky white and scarlet aura intertwined on the dark golden imperial robe, had vast stars flowing in his black eyes. He held the right hand of the God of War Spike and continued to use force, and the fierce power that destroyed the world was wrapped, and stabbed forward fiercely.

"I am upright and clear in my heart. I respect the heaven and earth. But the heaven and earth do not respect my Great Xia, then it will be broken!"

This broken word sounded sharper than any thunder in the world to the people around him, and even made the body of the person who heard the words tremble subconsciously.

The next moment, on the God of War Gun in Zhao Yu's hand, the milky white fireworks suddenly burst out, and at the same time the shouts and whistles from the entire Great Xia Kingdom resounded even more enthusiastically throughout the world.

"Long live your Majesty, the glory of the Great Xia!"

The roars like a sea of ​​roars swirled back and forth, and the violent war spear in the young emperor's hand continued to pierce forward under the isolation of the Heavenly Dao barrier, with the roar of shattering even more.

Then, in the spear of the God of War, the red light that spreads towards the barrier like hot blood, except for the colorful light of the star sand that has the power of breaking the barrier, the rolling fireworks power belonging to the infinite will of the people of Daxia began to rush in.

At this moment, this episode of the fireworks gathered from the entire country was like the most perfect fuel in the world, instantly giving this scarlet and hot blood light unimaginable vitality and vitality.

In the next breath, these hot blood began to boil violently, and accompanied by the increasingly loud roar, one shocking wound after another was tearing out from the barrier of heaven.

As Zhao Yu said, the way of heaven is ruthless, but people have feelings. Therefore, the power of fireworks on earth is, in a sense, the opposite of the power of the ruthless way of heaven.

The two are both mutually reborn and mutually restrained!

"Broken, broken, this young human race actually shattered the barrier set by the will of the Beihai Heavenly Dao. I am really dreaming now!"

With an incredible roar, it came from the mouths of the surrounding land fairyland gods. Then, in full view of the public, the barrier of heavenly path as thin as a cicada wing began to collapse inch by inch, and at the same time, it began to collapse, and the hearts of the monks standing at the top of the pyramid of Taixuan Land!

"Maybe because you have been sleeping for too long, or maybe you don't know that the Haotu people in China are completely different from the so-called creatures and ants you call. Everything is suffering, but our people never accept their fate!"

In the Arena of the God of War on the Yellow Sand of the Gobi, Zhao Yu's black eyes and the will of the Heavenly Dao in front of him looked at each other.

At the same time, after this vast and loud imperial voice came out, Zhao Yu directly raised his right foot, held his gun and took a step forward.

Take this step and the God of War quickly enters the barrier of heaven, shattering!

"boom!"

A shocking sound of shattering suddenly swept out, and then the barrier of heaven in front of the Scarlet God of War Spear began to fall like frost shattered.

The next moment, the heavenly way was furious, and the void of the earth trembled. The power of the Tao poured down from the nine heavens was even more than several times. After Zhao Yu used the power of the human world to burst into the barrier of the heavenly way, the broken and sleeping northern heavenly way began to gradually accelerate its recovery.

The power of the sky is vast. Every time the northern heavenly way recovers, the void in the center of the North Sea below becomes extremely sticky as if it is solidified.

And those monks of the Taixuan Land Sect who had finally stood up could not stand up under the mighty power of the sky, their knees softened and they knelt on the ground. Even if they tried their best, they could never stand up again.

In the next breath, the Xue Mei Guozun, who was nailed on the wall of the God of War Arena by two God of War Spikes, directly raised his head and opened his mouth, and let out a silent roar at Jiutian.

Then a vast will appeared from the depths of the nine heavens and penetrated down, forming a wisp of dazzling thunder visible to the naked eye. It also blasted directly into the mouth of Xue Mei Guozun's openness to the sky along the broken void patterns.

"Offair the power of heaven, the madman is crazy!"

A roar with infinite anger in heaven rolled out from the mouth of Xue Mei Guozun. Then, on the former's body composed of countless frost and ice, countless heavenly veins began to spread and intertwined, running through the whole body.

After an instant, Xue Mei Guozun, who was descending from the sky, stretched out his hands and directly held the two scarlet spears on his chest that penetrated his whole body, and then pulled them out hard.

A stream of unimaginable power of laws began to burst out from the former's hands, and then the huge arena of the God of War islets around Zhao Yu began to tremble violently. A large number of cracks suddenly appeared in the statues of God of War that were roaring, and the force of shackles and imprisonment that rushed forward was constantly shattered.

"Mortal, who do you think you are, how dare you confront the way of heaven?"

The cold and ruthless voice continued to come from the mouth of Xue Meiguo Zun. Then the former directly pulled out the spear's body. With the golden blood gushing out, Xue Meiguo Zun's tall body slowly fell from the wall of the arena.

The void on the entire Gobi Desert became more and more viscous, and countless dust and gravels were suspended in the air. In the next breath, he stepped on Xue Mei Guozun on the Gobi Desert land, raised his right hand directly and opened his five fingers to Zhao Yu.

In an instant, Zhao Yu, who had broken the barrier of heaven, held a gun in his right hand and stabbed forward violently again. At the same time, a blood thunder suddenly shone in the void and directly hit the God of War Spike in the hands of the young emperor.

"Squeak!"

The sound of thousands of birds roared through Xu's ears, and the entire dim world was instantly filled with red light. Countless thunders were raging outwards, with violent roars one after another, and infinite energy swept outwards.

Then on the dim Gobi land, the big hole that was penetrated through the chest of Xue Meiguozun began to gradually close, and he opened his mouth forward and let out a roar:
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