Douluo: Thousands of Templates Tang Chen

"This palm, investigate its roots and destroy its source!"

Accompanied by Tang Chen's indifferent words, the cold and killing air also poured out like a floodgate. This murderous aura was gushing and icy, like the mist of the cold forest, spreading in an instant.

"Crack—"

A slight cracking sound came out slowly, awakening the deprived [Magic] and [Ember]. They were horrified to discover that the spirit pollution monster surging in this emptiness world was crushed into powder by the murderous intent at this moment.

The little broken sound before that was caused by this.

"Just being murderous, is it already so terrifying?"

[Magic] Take a breath...Well, there is no air in this space, but it doesn't prevent him from making a weird "hissing" noise. Although such a wild form, his eyes were full of condensedness.

Because, this time, he understood.

The white palm of his hand stretched forward, and the tiny runes like rice grains bloomed, lingering on Tang Chen's palm like a bright light. At this moment, light and darkness, Buddha and demons, Tao and reason, Yin and Yang, chaos and order, etc...

Everything is gathered in this palm, showing thousands of principles. Whether it was Tang Chen's two avatars, the Yandalus hounds drifting away like dust, or the existence peeping outside the boundary wall, they couldn't help but focus on Tang Chen's palm.

In the next instant, this bright and white palm of the hand made a simple grasping movement so lightly. But in the eyes of all creatures that have reached a certain level of existence in this time, everything is still.

The agitating wind stopped whistling, and the smoke and dust it carried was fixed in the void, turning into a thin curtain. The broken and fluttering stones were stagnant in the air at this moment, and the cracked dust also appeared to be thrown and stopped in place. Even the two people who watched the battle felt that their bodies were tightly entangled by the gods' golden shackles. Even if their minds could move a little bit, their bodies did not tremble at all.

Not only real objects, but even the light is still at this moment. The emitted light particles take a completely different shape in the whole world. The temperature is no longer transmitted, the energy does not flow, and the increase in entropy and the decrease in entropy stop running and flow. The time is also stagnant at this moment...

At this moment, the only thing that can move here is the bright white palm that attracts all eyes.

Time is fixed. The Yandalus hounds who were barking and roaring stiffly stopped in place, their ferocious and changing faces were different. Amidst their panic or mocking eyes, Tang Chen's palms seemed to become immeasurably large, and he easily grasped them.

Broken, obliterated.

Unlike the previous palm that shattered the body and spirit, in this blow, a thousand pieces were transformed into one, a thousand pieces were transformed into a thousand pieces, and all the rules melted into a huge grinding wheel, thoroughly removing the spirit, material and existence of the Jandalus Hound. , The anchor point is completely wiped out.

But is the power of this palm just that?

Not only this time and space, nor just this time node, countless worlds, countless torrents of time, the spiritual imprints and existence anchors of the Jandalus hounds that exist here have not yet opened their eyes to return to this The world was photographed by a giant hand that penetrated the sky and the earth, completely turned into nothingness.

This scene takes place in any place in this world where there is an anchor for the Jandaros hound. Such a palm traced its roots, followed by the familiar breath, and appeared countless times in the long and chaotic river of time.

Whether it was Douluo Xing not yet existed, the most distant past, or Tang San's death, or the future when his mind had a problem, Yandalus' anchor point was not left at all, and it was completely wiped out here.

Outside the boundary wall, it was connected to the latitude of time and space, infinite and infinite, and finally no longer focused on Tang Chen's palm, but slowly moved to Tang Chen's face, seeming to want to keep this stranger forever Existence is in mind.

Feeling his gaze, Tang Chen retracted his palm and raised his head slightly. The golden light in his eyes flickered for a moment, and he stared at him.

"Om—"

The huge barrier was suddenly distorted, and the defensive barriers built by thousands of worlds seemed a little precarious at this moment. In the originally gloomy sky, endless thick clouds condensed here, scarlet electric light beating in the clouds, while the light was distorted, a scarlet thunder giant eye gradually formed, indifferently looking at the existence beyond the boundary wall.

"Crack..."

The golden brilliance flickered at the corners of his mouth, and in the crisp sound of cracking, his restored broken teeth shattered again, and even his gums were covered with golden cracks.

Feeling the injury on his body, his twisted eyes pulled the smoke marks, and he glanced at the smiling Tang Chen with an incomprehensible look, and then he turned away the dark clouds that grew denser in the sky, the link between latitude and time and space. The body slowly recedes, stretches, and gradually flattens.

At this time, he has disappeared.

After the unknown existence left, the dense black clouds gleaming with **** thunder in the sky slowly dissipated, not knowing where they had gone. And after Tang Chen breathed a sigh of relief, there was a flush of flush on his face.

The jewel-like crystal clear blood dripped from the corner of Tang Chen's mouth. He coughed a few times weakly, and his tall and straight body seemed to be a lot weaker.

"Ontology...Old Tang, what's the matter with you? Why did that guy disappear just now? Could it be that you met just now?"

After the stagnant world returned to its original state, [Magic] saw Tang Chen coughing up blood in the distance. Knowing the strength of his body at the moment, he was shocked, subconsciously looking outside the boundary wall, he saw only darkness and nothingness... and the monsters that came again.

It is precisely because of this that [Magic] asks like this.

[Ember], who also rushed to Tang Chen's side, didn't ask much. Behind him, the twelve wings spread slowly, and the light feathers mixed with warm light slowly scattered, calming Tang Chen's turbulent blood.

"Yes, he is very strong, if not in this world, I might not be able to beat him."

After breathing a sigh of relief, Tang Chen pulled out the cracked cane from his lower waist, and after shaking it for a few times, the golden light connected the cracks, turning the cracked marks on the outside of the cane into a unique pattern.

Putting away his cane, Tang Chen looked at the avatars who were curious but a head higher than himself, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he sighed: "That guy, it can almost be said that it’s time, space, and latitude itself. Concretized, it is a real ceiling-level powerhouse."

"I looked like I could be a little better before, and all I tested was the power of Douluo's parallel worlds."

Having said this, Tang Chen paused for a while, and then hesitated:

"If I didn't guess wrong, that guy is the legendary [Lord of Jandaros]!"