Little Rou has already known this in his heart, knowing that no matter how powerful his current offensive is, it may not be able to shake Saint Emperor who stands on the top of the heavens.
But when I saw it with my own eyes, Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor faced him with all his strength. He didn't even raise his eyelids, and his body didn't retreat or dodge at all. He used his physical body Sacred Body to resist all the power of thunder.
In the end, the ice-blue sacred pattern circulated around the body, and all the attacks were eliminated. Not even a hair was messed up, and not even a trace of skin was left imprinted.
She still couldn't help but feel extremely shocked, and a huge wave of horror surged in her heart. She just felt that the scene in front of her was extremely outrageous.
Her pupils suddenly shrank to the size of needle tips, her breathing stagnated subconsciously for half a beat, a thin layer of cold sweat broke out on her clenched palms, and she couldn't help but scream in surprise in her heart.
"The real Saint Emperor is also ridiculously powerful, isn't it?!"
The feeling of shock washes over Little Rou's mind like a tide.
Only now did she truly realize how terrifying the Saint Emperor level was.
The thunderous offensive she just launched had already been filled with most of her own cultivation base. The thunder was entangled and the killing blow was fierce.
If an ordinary top powerhouse of the same level were to bear it head-on, even if he activated the treasure defense in advance and used his lifelong skills to protect his body, he would definitely be torn apart by the thunder to protect his body and shatter his meridians and bones.
He ended up being severely injured, falling backwards and coughing up blood. There was absolutely no chance of survival.
But when it fell on Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor, it was like Qingfeng brushing against the mountain. It was insignificant and could not even shake the opponent's holy shield.
Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor has a tall and tall figure, surrounded by the faint and cold holy energy of the demon clan.
Wisps of icy blue cold air lingered around the body, and fine ice mist condensed in the air wherever it passed.
The spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was suppressed by its holy power and bowed in submission.
He lowered his eyes and looked at Little Rou in front of him. His pair of deep demonic eyes did not contain any anger, but instead contained a bit of interesting play and scrutiny.
The deep and deep voice was like an ancient bell vibrating in all directions, and he spoke slowly.
"The attributes of thunder power in you are extremely special. You are domineering and fierce, and possess the dual power of destruction and tempering. No wonder you have been specially cultivated by His Majesty. You are truly worthy of your reputation."
The remaining power of the thunder that passed by him in that moment had already been fully understood by his Saint Emperor consciousness.
Such a pure and domineering source of thunder with unique attributes, looking at the entire vast territory of evil demon clans in ancient times, and searching through thousands of ethnic geniuses, there is no second person with the same power.
Even if placed in the vast world of the human race, such a thunder source with special background and unlimited potential is a unique and extremely rare top-notch alien talent.
It is enough for countless powerful clans to compete for and cultivate it.
Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor secretly understood in his heart that the reason why His Majesty valued a mere human genius so much was that he did not hesitate to spend massive resources to water and cultivate it.
He even specially dispatched Saint Emperor to come in person, not to put pressure on him, but to serve as a full-time sparring partner to polish Little Rou's actual combat power and moves.
All this is to make this gifted thunder blade fade away as soon as possible and reveal its sharp edge.
Little Rou raised his eyes to meet the gaze of Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor. The horror in his eyes was suppressed in his heart, and all the gaffes were gone from his face.
A stubborn and unyielding smile appeared at the corner of her mouth, the red thunder around her body surged and beat faintly again, and her breath was steady and steady.
Then, with a hint of girlish arrogance and tenacity in her tone, she responded loudly, "Saint Emperor's power is indeed well-deserved, and its foundation is unfathomable."
"But that attack just now was, after all, just my superficial offensive to test the reality. It is far from my real trump card, let alone my full strength!"
Hearing these tough and high-spirited words, Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor couldn't help but raise his head and let out a burst of hearty laughter.
The laughter carried a touch of holy power, causing the surrounding air to buzz, and the surrounding ice mist to tremble slightly.
"Hahaha, at such a young age, he is full of fighting spirit and full of confidence. This kind of heart and tenacity are rare!"
"Okay, I will help you, but I want to see with my own eyes how tyrannical you can be with all your strength?!"
After the words fell, Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor still maintained his original standing position, with his feet firmly on the ground and his body motionless.
This gesture made it clear that he still planned to receive all Little Rou's next fierce attacks with his bare hands without dodging or dodging.
She didn't take her follow-up attack to heart at all, which fully demonstrated Saint Emperor's supreme confidence and majestic self-confidence.
Seeing the other party's contemptuous but magnanimous attitude, Little Rou stopped talking nonsense and put aside all the unnecessary politeness.
Her whole body suddenly erupted with dazzling red lightning, and the crackling thunder suddenly resounded throughout the world.
Scarlet thunder lines instantly covered her limbs and skin, and the violent thunder power surged and gathered in her meridians and body surface.
In the next second, her body transformed into an extremely condensed red lightning.
The residual image on the spot has not dissipated, and the real body has disappeared out of thin air in an instant.
Her speed was so fast that she broke through the shackles of space, and even the air around her was torn apart, creating tiny ripples in space.
Only a crisp "pop" sound was heard passing through the air, a sonic boom exploded, and a red stream of light pierced the sky.
Little Rou's figure has teleported and appeared at a key point in the sky behind Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor. The position is tricky and the attack is ready to go.
The speed of such a teleportation attack was unimaginable and terrifying.
If it were used to attack monks of the same level in a sneak attack, the opponent would have no time to activate his divine consciousness, run his body protection skills, and even have no time to raise his hands to defend.
Even the top experts would never be able to react and would be severely hit and defeated by the thunder attack in an instant.
On the surface, Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor seems to have been unaware of the sudden attack from behind.
He neither turned to look back, nor activated his holy energy to fortify himself. His posture remained leisurely and indifferent, as if he could not keep up with Little Rou's extreme speed.
But Little Rou knew in his heart that it was not that the other party was unable to react in time, but that Saint Emperor had a transcendent vision and had already seen all her movements with his supreme consciousness. He did not even bother to dodge and defend, but was too lazy to pay attention to her fierce attacks.
"Lightning Cutter!"
Little Rou slightly opened her red lips and shouted the name of the move.
When she finished speaking, she put the five fingers of her right hand together, turned her wrist to accumulate strength, and her entire arm instantly condensed into a sharp-edged thunder blade.
A steady stream of red thunderbolts filled the sky, condensing towards her arm.
The violent and destructive thunder power is superimposed layer by layer, and its power is rising steadily.
Then, with the domineering power of tearing everything apart and crushing everything, he aimed at the vital part of the back of Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor's head, and with an indomitable and decisive momentum, he slashed down hard!
There was a loud crash of thunder, and a dazzling red lightning shot into the sky.
An extremely huge, densely textured thunder blade condensed and formed instantly.
The blade of the sword was filled with scarlet lightning, and the blade was carrying a devastating and terrifying pressure.
The air was torn apart by the blade, making a shrill roar, and with a devastating force, it struck Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor hard and hard on the back of the head.
This thunder blade carrying the power of Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning is Little Rou's decisive blow.
Crimson lightning covered the blade, crackling thunder arcs tore through the surrounding air, and the space was torn apart by the sharp edges, leaving dense black lines.
The destructive and overbearing power surged, carrying the majestic power of splitting mountains and seas and crushing all things.
It was as if all the barriers and bodies of gods and demons in the world should be torn apart and turned into ashes under this sword. No living thing could compete head-on.
However, the expected sound of shocking explosions and shattering of bones and flesh did not come as expected.
When the unparalleled thunder blade accurately struck Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor's unsuspecting back of the head, before even half of the damage was unleashed or even the slightest damage to the opponent, the luster of the divine thunder on the blade suddenly dimmed.
Just like a blazing fire meets extreme cold, or a scorching sun meets eternal freezing, the majestic thunder force is instantly swallowed up and dissipated by an invisible, extremely deep ice barrier.
The bright thunder blade disappeared inch by inch, without even a ripple on Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor's body.
Seeing that the strong attack failed, Little Rou's eyes suddenly condensed, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart, and he did not dare to waste even a moment.
Her figure suddenly turned into a streak of red lightning flowing across the sky. The lightning around her body surged and condensed. Her figure flashed and moved on the battlefield at a very fast speed, so fast that the afterimages overlapped and it was difficult to distinguish the real from the real. The naked eye could not catch any trace of its trajectory.
Every flash was accompanied by the roar of thunder shaking the void.
She gave up all the gaps to accumulate energy and adjust her breath, and used all her body Divine Power to attack like crazy. In an instant, she blasted out thousands of violent attacks that enveloped Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning.
The shadow of the fist and the force of thunder intertwined into an airtight thunder net, pouring down fiercely.
"Boom boom boom!!! Boom boom!!!"
Continuous thunderous explosions shook the entire competition battlefield.
The red divine thunder exploded, and violent thunderstorm smoke clouds billowed into the sky.
The scorching thunder swept across all directions, scorching the surrounding auras of heaven and earth into violent agitation and mad chaos.
The power of each Lightning Tribulation impact is superimposed layer by layer, rising step by step, and has already surpassed the shackles of the ordinary Peak God Emperor Stage strong men's combat power.
Every collision can shatter mountains and crack the earth. The power is horrifying and shocks the entire audience.
If Li Mangtian were standing opposite her at this moment, a group of powerful men would have been Divine Power exhausted, their energy and blood surged, their bodies were severely injured by the thunder, and they would be completely defeated, unable to parry, and even stand up.
Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor can face all the thunderous thunder, with both feet firmly on the ground from beginning to end, and the body is as tall and straight as an eternal ice peak, motionless and stable as a rock.
He just stood quietly in the center of the thunderstorm, silently enduring the successive bombardments of Nine Tribulations Divine Lightning, without even a single tremor in his skin, flesh, muscles, and bones.
Even the most basic Saint Emperor defense Divine Power on the body has not been activated at all.
There is no halo protection around the body, and no Divine Power circulates.
Just like a piece of eternal, cold and hard ice that lasts ten thousand years, it remains unmoved despite the raging thunder and the erosion of thunder.
In an instant, red divine thunder swept across the sky and filled the entire battle territory.
The crimson thunder light reflected the sky and the earth, illuminating the entire battlefield in red. The thunder was billowing with overwhelming power.
Little Rou gritted his teeth and used his last Divine Power to throw out a finishing punch. The edge of the fist, which had been cultivated throughout his life in Thunder Dao, hit Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor's body hard.
But the moment her fist touched the opponent's body, she felt that the blow with all her strength was like a mortal hitting the majestic mountain with bare hands. It was hard and heavy, unable to shake it at all.
All the violent thunder power disappeared into the sea and disappeared into nothingness. Even the cold air protecting the opponent's body was not broken at all, and it could not hurt him at all.
Her heart sank and she didn't dare to fight. She immediately retreated violently and retreated several feet away.
Several high-intensity thunder attacks consumed a large amount of her Divine Power essence. Her chest heaved violently, her breath was rapid and disorderly, fine beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, her arms were slightly numb and sore, and her Divine Power circulation was already slightly stagnant.
Little Rou's eyes were fixed on Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor, who was not far away. His eyes were full of solemnity and shock, and there was no trace of the confidence and vigor that he had when he first took action.
At this moment, she finally realized the huge gulf between the Saint Emperor Realm and Peak God Emperor Stage.
The absolute suppression at this level and the disparity in strength gave her an unprecedented new understanding and awe of the true terrifying power of Saint Emperor.
Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor stood there with a light and leisurely smile on his face, and there was no wave in his eyes.
It was as if the thunderous attack that destroyed the heaven and earth just now was just a breeze blowing in his face and was insignificant.
He spoke slowly, with a bit of understatement in his joking and calm tone. "What? With this little offensive, is there no other way?"
After the words fell, he walked slowly and steadily, approaching Little Rou slowly and slowly. With every step he took, a thin layer of white frost quietly condensed on the ground, and the chill spread silently in all directions.
At the same time, his body, which had been silent for a long time, finally exuded a bone-chilling breath.
The chill was not a violent and raging cold air, but an extreme coldness that penetrated the soul and froze everything. The surrounding air suddenly cooled down, and the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth condensed into fine ice mist.
He still deliberately restrained all his strength and only released the basic cultivation aura, without exerting any Saint Emperor exclusive pressure at all.
He has his own considerations in mind. Saint Emperor is unparalleled in its coercion and overbearing power, shocking the world, and the power of hierarchical suppression is extremely terrifying.
Once fully released, the little girl in front of her has a shallow foundation and has not reached the level of Saint Emperor, so she cannot withstand this pressure and crushing.
She was afraid that her soul would be injured and her body would explode and die on the spot.
If she accidentally kills her, the big shot behind her will be furious, and she will definitely not be able to escape a severe punishment, and her life will be in danger, so she must not act recklessly.
"It's time to finish off the offensive and change the shape of offense and defense. Next, it's my turn to take action!"
Ice Devil Race Saint Emperor said in a deep voice, and slammed the ground with his left foot!
A dull roar resounded across the earth, and cracks spread instantly on the ground beneath his feet. Dense ice patterns spread along the soles of his feet, and the solid soil instantly froze into ice.