Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

Long Xuandao never expected that Wang Feng would take action directly. Feeling the terrifying fist power, his whole body tensed up and he felt an inexplicable fear. If before today, someone had told him that he was just an ant in the sixth step of Hedao. He would absolutely sneer at anything that could scare him.

But now, the facts are in front of him, no matter how unwilling he is, he has to believe it.

"The ghost dragon comes to the world!"

Long Xuandao, who did not want to sit still and wait for death, had a ferocious look on his face and roared to the sky. The power in his body burst out crazily. His whole body was filled with a cold aura. The ghost sword in his hand made the sound of ghosts crying and wolf howling.

"Roar!"

In the heaven and earth, a roar like the roar of a divine dragon suddenly resounded. The gray mist of endless power diffused from Long Xuandao's body, gathered in the ghost sword, and then a ferocious dragon emerged from the tip of the sword. First, the endless coldness swept across all directions, making the world seem to be covered with layers of ice crystals.

A huge dark gray dragon shadow roared out, and the powerful evil dragon power, like the might of heaven, suppressed the whole place, making everyone present feel as if they had stepped into hell, and chills surged in their souls.

"Roar!"

With a roar, the huge dark gray dragon shadow roared towards Wang Feng with its teeth and claws. Everything in its path was wiped out. Even the fist seal that Wang Feng exerted with all his strength was destroyed by the power of the dragon. It shattered into pieces.

Wang Feng felt pressure for the first time since he absorbed the power of the Soul Prison and transformed. This pressure made his violent mood slow down a little.

However, Wang Feng still showed no emotion, and his face was extremely cold.

He raised his eyes and stared at the rushing dragon shadow, took a deep breath, and the power in his body continued to gather on his fist, and a bright light bloomed from his fist.

"Futian!"

An ancient voice that seemed to come from the wilderness came from Wang Feng's mouth, and an aura of destruction that seemed to destroy the world swept across all directions in an instant. The next moment, a terrifying fist light burst out.

At the first moment, the void in front of Wang Feng shattered, and the entire battlefield trembled uncontrollably. A huge black crack tore open between Wang Feng and Long Xuandao.

The terrifying fist light, mixed with the astonishing aura of destruction, bombarded the dark gray dragon shadow unstoppably. It seemed that there were only these two offensives left in the whole world, and everyone's eyes were involuntarily looking towards the battlefield.

"Boom!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the fist light collided with the dark gray dragon shadow, and the terrifying sound waves rippled in all directions. For a moment, the eardrums of those below the realm of Heavenly Dao were shattered, and the whole person was in a state of deafness.

Looking around, the entire sky was filled with a bright light, and countless void cracks were centered on the collision like a spider web, spreading in all directions. The scene was as if the sky was collapsing, which was shocking.

The powerful impact directly knocked away Si Yaoxuan and many other powerful people from the Shenxu Ancient Clan. Many powerful people from the Shenxu Ancient Clan and the Yilong Ghost Clan died tragically on the spot. The horror of the impact even affected Qin Meixin and others were fighting.

"boom…!"

There was a roar, and two figures flew out from the center of the explosion.

After taking dozens of steps back, Wang Feng finally stabilized his figure. The turbulent energy and blood made his face flush and his whole body trembled slightly, but he ignored it and stared at Long Xuandao opposite.

Compared to Wang Feng, Long Xuandao was much miserable. His hair was disheveled, his body was stained with blood, and his face was extremely pale. The hand holding the ghost sword was even stained with blood. His whole person looked depressed and his breath was very weak. .

If it were before, it would never be so easy for Wang Feng to deal with a strong man like Long Xuandao. Even when Long Xuandao was holding a ghost sword, Wang Feng was not sure of victory.

However, after absorbing the majestic power of the soul that overflowed from the soul prison, the concentration of source power in his body has increased significantly. It seems that his cultivation level has not changed, but his internal strength and even body have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Precisely because of this, Wang Feng was still able to defeat Long Xuandao with a strong force when facing him with a ghost sword.

"Damn it!"

"You...how can you be so strong?"

Long Xuandao looked horrified and stared at Wang Feng. He could not accept the fact that he was at the peak of Heavenly Dao Flame Realm, but was defeated by a mere sixth step of Hedao.

Not only him, but everyone present could not believe this scene that was far beyond common sense!

This is a strong man at the peak of the Heavenly Flame Realm.

Except for the earth-shattering roars that occasionally erupted from the battlefield of Qin Meixin and others, the entire world was silent. Everyone stared at Wang Feng standing in the sky and earth, with awe and disbelief in their eyes.

Beings as powerful as Si Yaoxuan shocked Wang Feng into a heavenly being.

This is no longer breaking common sense, it is simply stepping on the rules of heaven and earth and rubbing them under your feet. The sixth step of Hedao defeated the peak of Heavenly Dao Flame Realm. If word spreads, no one will believe it. Even if they see it with their own eyes, they will feel that it is... dream.

Above the void, Long Xuandao's heart had completely sunk, and his face was full of despair. He could never have imagined how things could develop to this point.

When did such a terrifying existence appear in this divine world?

What really made Long Xuandao despair was that just when he was fighting Wang Feng, the other nine ancestors of his Xianlong Ghost Clan and Long Jingtian had been almost killed by the five evil creatures. Except for Long Jingtian and the other three One of the most powerful ancestors in the Heavenly Dao Flame Realm was still resisting strongly, and the other ancestors had all died tragically.

They originally wanted to destroy the Shenxu Ancient Clan, but in this short period of time, they suffered a disaster.

"Walk!"

Long Xuandao glanced at Wang Feng angrily and shouted loudly. Then, he ignored the others and fled far away. Now that the situation was over, if he continued to stay here, his entire army would be annihilated.

"Want to escape?"

Wang Feng smiled evilly, and as his body swayed, he waved his fists one after another, bursting out fist rays. But in just a short moment, the dense fist rays covered the entire sky like countless stars falling.

Long Xuandao, who was originally escaping, was directly blocked by the dense fist light. Long Xuandao could at least escape for a certain distance. Long Jingtian and others who were surrounded by Qin Meixin and others could not even move.

Not to mention Kui Mo and other evil creatures at the peak of the Heavenly Dao Flame Realm, just two strong men from the Heavenly Dao Nether Realm, Soul Prison and Qin Meixin, were enough to crush Long Jingtian and others to death. In this case, they Is there any chance to escape?

Kui Mo and others, as the five evil creatures in the ancient dream burial place, have earth-shattering strength, which is enough to rival Long Xuandao who holds the ghost ghost sword. Coupled with Qin Meixin and Soul Prison, not to mention there are only three Tiandao Yan left in the Xianlong Ghost Clan. Even if there are another ten people from the Heavenly Dao Flame Realm, they cannot withstand the joint attack of Qin Meixin and others!

On the other side, Si Yao