Su Yuan didn't know how many punches he had thrown.

Is it 100 million punches, or hundreds of millions of punches.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had hit.

Hit Zhun Ti with a punch.

He didn't believe it, how could he possibly hit the saint?

He must have hit too much and had a delusion.

But after a while, it was as if I had been punched again.

This time, Su Yuan no longer doubted himself.

That's right, I did hit the saint.

"Haha, I hit him.

Su Yuan was excited, and his fist swing was faster.

And the number of hits is increasing.

Obviously, than speed.

Zhun Tibi can't compare to himself.

Realizing this, Su Yuan finally put his mind at ease.

His own life may have been saved.

At least, if he wants to escape.

Zhun Ti may not be able to catch up with himself.

At this time, Zhun Ti was quite depressed.

Su Yuan's strength was nothing in his eyes, and he could completely handle it.

But it's just too fast.

He used the rules of space, and found that he couldn't take all of Su Yuan's fast punches.

After a while, I took about a dozen punches.

If you go on like this, even if you have a thick skin and nothing to do, but you want to be shameless?

You are a saint, you can bully the small with the big, and you will be beaten, and you will not be mixed up in the future?

Tens of millions of layers of space were stacked in front of him.

Su Yuan's fist hit him, and he immediately fell into countless spaces.

I can't even touch him.

"How does a barbarian with power know the greatness of a saint.

Zhun Ti smiled crookedly, swiped his hand, and a vast river full of years appeared in front of him.

Then he stepped into the river.

"The long river of time?" Lao

Jun was taken aback, Zhun Ti was beaten and was about to cheat?

It can go back to the past through the long river of time and nip the opponent in the bud.

You can also travel to the future and get a glimpse of the changes in the future.

The reason why the quasi-Tidao people stepped into the long river of time must be to go back to the past, find Liu Hong in the past, and crush him to death in one fell swoop.

Lao Jun glanced at Liu Hong and sighed in his heart: "This young man with the appearance of a saint is afraid that he will die this time."

"However, it's good to be dead, it's still an outlier in the end.

Su Yuan didn't pay attention to Lao Jun, who was watching the play on the side, all his attention at this time was on the quasi-Daoist.

Since the Daoist used the technique of space, Su Yuan knew that he had lost.

His punches can't hit others, even if the speed is fast, what's the use

of waiting for the quasi-Daoist to summon the long river of time, although Su Yuan doesn't know what it is.

But he felt extremely dangerous.

In an instant, the hairs on Su Yuan's whole body stood upside down, and even the skin that was difficult to hurt with innate magic weapons was stimulated by the perception of danger at this time.

"Danger, you have to stop him, or you will die.

Su Yuan didn't think about it, followed the quasi-Daoist, and also stepped into the long river of time.

As soon as you enter, it is like turning back time and space.

I can't tell the difference between up and down, left and right, east and west, north and south.

The figure of the quasi-Daoist was also missing.

When he was confused, a white wave hit, and the majestic force hit Su Yuan, he couldn't resist at all, so he was hit by the wave and lost consciousness.

When he opened his eyes again, Su Yuan saw five gods standing in the void.

Sit down or ride a green ox or a royal auspicious cloud or sit a golden lotus.

The golden light on the top of the head is ten thousand ways, and the purple gas is carried with you.

Among these five people, Su Yuan only recognized one of them.

Holding a treasure tree in the middle, it's not a quasi-Daoist person, which one is it?"

"It's really hard to find a place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it, Zhun Ti, it turns out that you came here."

Su Yuan said, he was going to step forward and compete with Zhun Ti again.

However, there was a figure, faster than him.

Before he could move, the man had already arrived, and was above the head of the Quasi-Timon.

A fist broke through the space, dodging the treasure tree in Zhun's hand.

It hit the quasi-Tidao man at once, and spit blood from the mouth of the quasi-Tidao man.

However, Su Yuan was stunned.

The person who had just rushed over and punched the would-be Daoist and vomited blood.

It was none other than himself.

"Is that me?" Su

Yuan was stunned, and the old man riding the bull took out a treasure map and threw it at the "self" in the field.

"You odd number, Hugh is rampant, see how my Supreme Treasure Taiji Tu takes you. "

When the Taiji diagram is thrown in the air, it rises in the wind.

The two yin and yang fish on the picture rotated, emitting a black and white light, covering the "self" in the field.

The "self", which was originally extremely fast and surpassed the speed of light, couldn't help but slow down.

It was as if he had been pressed against several sacred mountains.

"Lao Tzu, I have no grudge against you, why do you also come to harm me?"

"Hmph, the position of the saint of heaven and earth has been determined early, although you have not become a saint, but you have the power of a saint, so isn't it a mess of the heaven and earth, it is really an anomaly. A

Taoist with a long black beard, four swords on his back, and a cyan Kui ox said.

"Strange numbers are damned.

Another Taoist with a jade ruyi in his hand also said fiercely.

"The words of the two Taoist friends are very kind. Sitting

on the golden lotus platform, a white-bearded Taoist echoed the Tao.

"Good, good. The "self" gaze in the field swept over the Taoists: "Tongtian, Yuanshi, Jieyin, Laozi, and Zhun Ti Lao'er, with you five saints coming to kill me, my Su Yuan will not lose anything in this life."

After speaking, his face was ruthless, the power of qi and blood in his whole body was furious, and the body that was suppressed by Taijitu instantly swelled.

"Oh no, he's going to blow himself up, kill him. Lao

Tzu's Taiji diagram had already been used, so he had to smash the flat fang he was carrying at the "Su Yuan" in the field.

At the same time, the primitive Pangu Flag, the Qingping Sword that reached the sky, the twelve-grade merit golden lotus that was introduced, and the Zhun Ti who had just rushed over also smashed the Seven Treasure Wonderful Tree in his hand at that "self" at the same time.

Su Yuan also rushed over at this time, but he was running for the nearest quasi-Daoist.

A punch down, like a phantom.

His fist went through Zhun Ti's body.

But it didn't hurt him at all.

"Fake?"

Su Yuan looked back at the field, and the one in the field had exploded.

It's like a super-super sun destroying.

The Taiji diagram was shattered, and the Pangu banner collapsed.

The flat foil was broken, and Qingping's sword became a tattered piece.

The magic weapons of the introduction and quasi-mention were not much better, and the golden lotus of the twelve merits collapsed.

The Seven Treasures Tree is directly vaporized.

The immortal and immortal bodies of the five great saints directly disintegrated.

After appearing, they all lacked arms and legs, and they looked extremely miserable.

But none of them died.

If you are not a saint, you can't kill them after all.

Su Yuan was fine, and he was not injured at all.

But his eyes were blazing with rage.

He now understands that he can see the future in the long river he has stepped into.

His death by blowing himself up is supposed to happen in the future.

But with his current ability, he can only see, and there is no way to change it.

"Sure enough, under the saints, they are all ants. "

Even if he has the power of a saint in the future and the capital to fight against a saint, he is just a bigger ant.

Or was killed by the collaboration of five shameless saints.

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