Ye Wuque still did not use any magical power for this punch, it was just a simple and rough heavy punch!

Tear!

Yuanli roared in the void, Meng Linghui flew across the void, blood dripping from her chest. Even without using any magical power, Ye Wuque's full-strength heavy punch also reached an extremely terrifying level.

Taking advantage of the situation, the Sky Demon Wings flashed behind him. Ye Wuque burst out at a very fast speed, shuttled through the void, and unexpectedly arrived first. The golden and silver flames burned fiercely, and the fighting power continued to surge. In the blink of an eye, he was within three feet in front of Meng Linghui, and the second punch came! With a

click, Meng Linghui crossed her arms in front of her chest and blocked the punch, but the explosive fist force raged, and once again shook it away with the power of one force over ten skills.

Ye Wuque caught up again!

The third punch!

The fourth punch!

The fifth punch!

...

Strong and overbearing, Ye Wuque's fists kept blasting out like a violent storm. Meng Linghui seemed to have a hard time holding on under such an attack. Blood kept flowing out of the corners of its mouth. As the Soul Devouring Emperor, its body was naturally very terrifying. It was not weak in close combat, but it met Ye Wuque, a perverted existence, a simulated monster with terrifying physical strength!

Bang! !

When Ye Wuque blasted out the twelfth punch, Meng Linghui was smashed into a floating shattered meteorite like a sandbag being hammered by a hammer, making a huge roar!

"It's so satisfying!"

"Brother Ye is mighty!"

"Kill it!"

"Take advantage of its illness to kill it! Kill this dog-day!!"

...

In the distance, the five generals, the seventh prince, and the five dragons all shouted excitedly, especially the bloody general, who seemed to have honey on his mouth. He blurted out the three-character classic that everyone couldn't understand, and his face was flushed with excitement!

That was the Soul Devouring Emperor!

But now he is being chased and beaten by Ye Wuque. What could be more satisfying than this?

Above the void!

Ye Wuque stopped. The biggest reason why he never used his magical powers and only used heavy punches was that he was trying to attach the power of the Great Soul Saint of Destruction to his fists, just like when he was a Transcendent Soul Saint!

Once successful, the power of the Great Soul Saint of Destruction can be materialized, and it will burst out with even more terrifying power!

At this moment, a ripple with a faint sense of desolation has appeared on his fists. Ye Wuque can clearly feel the change in the power of his fists, which is obviously quite effective.

The power of the Great Soul Saint of Destruction needs to be further developed!

"Are you pretending to be dead?"

Still looking at his fists, Ye Wuque's cold voice resounded!

Boom! !

As soon as the voice fell, the meteorite in the distance that had already broken apart exploded directly, and Meng Linghui's figure emerged from it, but at this moment it looked a little miserable, the white dress was already tattered, and even revealed a lot of frost-matching snow-like flesh, and the already well-proportioned figure now looked even more exciting!

However, the cold and cruel meaning that was now surging on Meng Linghui's beautiful face was enough to make any opposite sex weak and tremble!

And I don't know when it started, an extremely ancient and majestic unpredictable aura rose from Meng Linghui's body, revealing a hint of evil, but more of it was heavy!

"You are very happy to fight..."

Meng Linghui's voice became low and evil, and there was even a boundless murderous aura, looking at Ye Wuque's demonic eyes surging with a compelling chill!

"Magic power? Secret method?"

Ye Wuque raised his head, his bright eyes were deep and cold, looking at Meng Linghui at this moment, feeling the aura rising from it, and his face showed a hint of expectation.

"Do you really think that the Great Soul Saint of Silence is invincible? You don't know what real power is! Everything in this broken and illusory world is just a ridiculous illusion! Your so-called magical secrets are all garbage as small as dust!"

"Open your eyes and watch carefully!"

"The Silver Divine Clothes of the Soul Devouring True Divine Clothes... Open it for me!!!"

Meng Linghui's voice was like thunder, and a dazzling dark silver light suddenly exploded all over her body, and an ancient, heavy and time-filled breath swept across!

Hualala!

That was the sound of clothes breaking through the air, and Ye Wuque's eyes flickered slightly!

At this moment, Meng Linghui was seen to be surging with a heart-pounding dark silver light, and behind it, a cloak appeared at some point, fluttering in the wind!

And it was covered with a dazzling, bright dark silver battle suit like a rosy glow!

This battle suit does not exist in the world, but is a phantom, and it is an evolution of a powerful and ancient magical power!

The dark silver battle suit was gorgeous and exquisite, perfectly wrapping Meng Linghui's whole body and protecting it. Its figure seemed to be a little taller, giving people a great deterrent force.

However, the golden light curtain formed by the Great Soul Saint of Silence still enveloped it, and it could not break free.

"A turtle shell?"

Ye Wuque said indifferently.

"Foolish thing! This is a peerless magical power that will give me powerful power!!"

Taking a step forward, Meng Linghui's speed soared, and she took the initiative to attack Ye Wuque. Her hands burst into brilliant light, as if she had turned into a scorching sun!

It has become stronger!

Even with the power of the Great Soul Saint of Silence, Meng Linghui's power has increased under the magical power of the Soul Devouring True God Clothes!

With a bang, Ye Wuque was blasted back by the terrifying power!

Meng Linghui's eyes were fierce, and she followed closely, and her hands continued to intertwine!

"Soul Devouring Destruction!"

The dark silver battle suit was extremely dazzling, and Meng Linghui's arms turned into an extremely large black hole, as if it could swallow everything, and went towards Ye Wuque to suppress it!

Ye Wuque, who was retreating explosively, raised his arms to block in front of him. His arms had turned into ferocious arms. The power of the Immortal Emperor's Golden Body was activated, and the power of his physical body burst out. He directly bypassed the black hole and slammed towards Meng Linghui with both fists!

Crack!

Meng Linghui was hit by Ye Wuque, but her dark silver battle suit burst into brilliant light at this moment, which actually offset the power of Ye Wuque's fists!

At the same time, Ye Wuque was hit by the black hole and flew out!

Meng Linghui took one step in the void, and a cruel sneer appeared on her beautiful face!

"Humble thing! The Soul Devouring True God Clothes magical power is both offensive and defensive, perfect protection, you don't even have the qualifications to hurt me!"

Meng Linghui followed closely and hit Ye Wuque again with a punch!

Immediately!

Ye Wuque seemed to have turned into a sandbag, and was hammered hard by Meng Linghui!

One punch!

Two punches!

Three punches!

...

With every punch Meng Linghui threw, Ye Wuque was smashed out, and it seemed that he had no power to fight back!

"Weak, weak, weak!!"

"You waste!!"

"Is that all the power you have?"

Meng Linghui roared continuously as if venting, punching Ye Wuque hard with one punch after another, and even made a kind of condescending mockery.

Bang!

Ye Wuque was smashed into nothingness by the twenty-third punch!

Meng Linghui's figure appeared above Ye Wuque like teleportation, and her fists intertwined to form a huge fist hammer, which blasted towards him!

"It's a huge waste to put a realm like the Great Soul Saint of Silence on you!!"

Ye Wuque, who was hit, fell rapidly downwards!

"So!"

"You, a useless human race, just... die!"

Meng Linghui swooped down, and her dark silver battle suit burst into a dazzling brilliance at this moment, as if she had completely come alive! !

"Soul Devouring Heaven!!"

Boom!

The two fists blasted down, and five black holes evolved around the fists, following them like a shadow. The terrifying power almost crushed the void, and the piercing and sharp roar exploded, even an entire realm would be blown up!

Meng Linghui's unreserved punch slammed into Ye Wuque's heart!

Bang! !

This punch was real!

A cruel and conceited smile appeared at the corner of Meng Linghui's mouth.

But the next moment, it suddenly felt something was wrong!

A hand appeared on its fists!

The five fingers of the golden hand were wide open, and it just grabbed its fists!

Meng Linghui's fists trembled slightly, surging with infinite terrifying power, but no matter how hard it tried, the golden hand did not move at all, just holding its fists!

"You hit me twenty-five times, which hurts me a little, but I still have to thank you for letting me take this opportunity to comprehend a little more of the power of the Great Soul Saint of Silence!"

A cold voice sounded from behind the golden hand, and a white and cold face shone, it was... Ye Wuque! !