The big melee begins.
There is no one-on-one targeting and entanglement, it is a one-on-one fight.
And it is compressed into this area of thousands of miles.
For ordinary people, a land of thousands of miles stretches so far that one cannot see the end at a glance, and it takes a long time just to drive across it. However, for the gods fighting here, it is like a tiny place.
Qin Ye punched the space and caused it to collapse.
It was as if a punch was not aimed at the source of infection, but at the concept itself: space, time, death... and destroyed the concept.
At this moment, Qin Ye displayed his ultimate strength, but it was not the creation of the world.
It is a punch that breaks all laws, breaks death, and breaks the years.
The source of infection did not dare to take the punch head-on. Even though he was feeling nervous, if he was hit by this punch, even if he possessed extraordinary healing powers, his injuries would be incurable, or even impossible to recover.
But Qin Ye was too fast.
The source of the infection changed color, and belatedly realized: "Are you faking illness?!"
He discovered that Qin Ye was indeed injured, but not as severely injured as he had imagined. He had hidden some of his injuries, and when they were suddenly revealed, he was unable to react in time.
boom!
Throw a punch.
The source of infection's pupils contracted, and there seemed to be no way to avoid it. It seemed that he had no choice but to take the blow. However, just as the source of infection was ready to take the blow, a figure appeared in front of Qin Ye.
His body was surrounded by a majestic aura that encompassed the entire universe. Holding a divine hammer in his hand, he stood in front of the source of the infection.
The God King Hammer swung violently towards Qin Ye to meet his fist.
"Odin."
Qin Ye recognized the visitor as the King of the Nine Realms of Northern Europe, God King Odin.
However, despite Odin's fierce attack, Qin Ye never retreated or dodged, and his fists continued to move forward without slowing down.
moment.
Fist and hammer collided.
Accompanied by a roaring and deafening sound, I thought it was an explosion in a corner of the universe somewhere in the sky and earth, and then there was a slight cracking sound.
The God King Hammer, which was forged from a tiny world bred in the first place by the Nine Realms of Northern Europe, now had a crack on its head.
Following closely.
Under Qin Ye's unparalleled punching power, the God King Odin was like a meteor, cutting through the sky in an instant and blasting away.
at this time.
Outside this chaotic area of the gods' battle, there were gods and elves who were unable to join the battle due to their lack of strength. Among them, the elves from the nine realms of Nordic looked sideways, and then their expressions suddenly changed when they saw Odin fly out.
Elves are protected by heaven and earth. They are special spirits nurtured by heaven and earth, and have extraordinary vision and capture abilities.
They saw Odin bleeding profusely, and blood oozing from all his orifices as he flew backwards...
Qin Ye's punch not only broke the God King's hammer, but also caused heavy damage to Odin himself. Odin, who was already injured, was immediately injured even more.
The Elf King was shocked and glanced at Qin Ye subconsciously.
He saw it.
Qin Ye punched Odin, but his fist was not intact at this moment, and the skin and flesh on the entire fist bone were torn.
Blood flowed out of the wound.
It dripped onto the ground, splashing bright red blood.
But if you look closely, where Qin Ye's blood dripped, the black color of the infected land of heaven faded and returned to the color of the holy land that belonged to heaven.
Elves are naturally sensitive to the natural world, and the Elf King noticed anything that happened on the ground.
"People with profound roots are indeed the nemesis of infected spirits."
As the Elf King spoke, he looked at Qin Ye and couldn't help but add another sentence.
"When the strength of a person with profound roots reaches the level of the Night King, their lethality to infected spirits is truly immense."
Just as the Elf King was whispering.
The battle on Qin Ye's side is still going on.
Qin Ye failed to suppress the source of infection with one punch, but he did not stop there. He looked at the source of infection again. The source of infection, who looked about 70% similar to himself, was grinning at him.
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