Fantasy: My Sect is 100 Million Points Stronger

boom!

The strong power of death vented out, and the huge fists of the dead people of the underworld were flickering with a soul-devouring gray light!

The majestic power that rivals the Holy King's realm has multiplied the confidence of the dead Nether clan, and there is a smirk on his huge face, as if he had already knocked Sun Wukong to the ground!

He punched out, and the gray power fluctuations swept away, shaking the entire void, and it shattered in an instant.

boom!

The deafening roar resounded in all directions, and the powerful force was vented in all directions, destroying everything around it.

The person from the dead Ming clan fell at an extreme speed and slammed on the ground, the whole earth shook, and the huge stones flew away in an instant.

puff!

The dark blood spurted out of the mouth of the dead Ming clan, his huge pupils flashed with extreme fear, and his face was full of disbelief.

He gathered the power of death of the four dead people of the dead clan, and just now he has become comparable to the holy king, but even so, still can't stop Monkey King's stick?

"It's rubbish! The momentum is overwhelming, but it still can't stop my grandson's stick!"

"I won't play with you, I will die!"

Sun Wukong, who stood in the sky, was full of contempt, and spat at the person of the dead Ming clan. The whole person changed shape and shadow, and suddenly appeared in front of the dead person of the Ming clan. The golden hoop in his hand was shining with golden light, as if It swept out like a dragon swinging its tail.

"puff!"

Before the terrifying golden hoops were swept away, the ferocious force had already caused the dead person of the Ming clan to vomit blood and retreat. He, who was comparable to the strong man of the Holy King, had no resistance in the face of this blow!

boom!

The huge golden hoop slammed on him fiercely, and the powerful force penetrated into his body, destroying all the vitality in his body. superior.

The whole person is like a fountain of blood gushing out, dark blood gushing out continuously, and the bones of the whole body are broken under the blow of Sun Wukong.

"you……!"

He stared at Sun Wukong with unwillingness, opened his mouth, and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything anymore, and collapsed directly to the ground, without resting his eyes in death.

"Bang! Bang!"

Sun Wukong glanced contemptuously at the four dead people of the dead clan who almost turned into mummified corpses, holding a golden hoop stick, his body flashed, and gave the four dead people of the dead clan a stick, completely ending them. life!

The sound of four uniform explosions exploded, and as the four people of the dead Ming clan exploded into blood mist, the threat of the dead Ming clan was completely shattered by Sun Wukong!

"Ancestor is mighty!"

Behind Wang Feng, the Great Demon of Xuansha looked at Sun Wukong with adoration, his fists clenched tightly, his blood boiled all over.

Even if he had seen Sun Wukong's domineering once, he was still unable to return to his senses for a long time.

"Tread Lingxiao and be reckless!"

"The evil way of the world is dangerous, after all, there is no escape!"

"This stick will blow you away!"

Sun Wukong carried the wishful golden cudgel and screamed in the sky, his figure slowly dissipating between the heaven and the earth.

Those domineering words echoed continuously in this world, making everyone present unable to return to their senses for a long time. In their minds, they were all smashed by Sun Wukong with one stick!

This battle, I am afraid it will be imprinted in the minds of everyone, so that they will never forget it in this life!

Especially Ye Huang, who came down from the Holy Realm, at this time, his eyes were fixed on the direction of Sun Wukong's departure, and the whole person was still immersed in the domineering power of Sun Wukong.

As a pilgrim general of Tianyong Sage, a great power in the Qiankun Sacred Realm, the arrogance in Ye Huang's heart is naturally not comparable to that of ordinary people.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, Sun Wukong, the ninth-generation ancestor of the Immortal Sect, killed five dead people of the dead clan at the peak of the holy calamity, and received a reward of 500 billion sects, ten times of random chance to summon the ultimate heaven, and five heavenly rhymes. tattoo!"

After Sun Wukong disappeared,

In Wang Feng's mind, the cold voice of the system suddenly sounded, and Wang Feng, who was also immersed in Sun Wukong's domineering, came back to his senses and smiled with satisfaction.

These five Heavenly Dao rhythm patterns are enough to make his cultivation soar again and prepare for him to step into the Holy Land of Qiankun!

Wang Feng believes that after this battle, his Immortal Sect will become the overlord of the Yuanhua Heavenly Realm. It is already a sure thing. Such a huge battle will inevitably affect the entire Yuanhua Heavenly Realm. did not notice!

If they knew Sun Wukong's strength and dared to make small moves, then Wang Feng would not mind sending them on the road!

hum!

At this moment, the sound of breaking through the air came, Wang Feng and the others stared at it.

The comers are the many saints from the three superpowers, and in their hands, they are carrying Liu Feiyu from the Heaven-Mending Sect, several other saints, and more than a dozen senior officials of the Heaven-Mending Sect who survived by chance.

"Sect Master Wang, this Heaven-Mending Sect dares to collude with the people of the dead Ming clan, it's a heinous crime!"

"We have already captured them, and what Sect Master Wang wants to do is up to Sect Master Wang!"

Many sage elders appeared in front of Wang Feng, threw Liu Feiyu and others in front of Wang Feng, cupped their hands and said, that gesture, unprecedented respect!

Even when they were capturing Liu Feiyu and others, they were still paying attention to this world-shattering war, and they naturally knew that the dead people of the Ming family were easily destroyed by Sun Wukong.

At this moment, these super-powerful saints simply revered Wang Feng like a god!

"Thank you for your hard work!"

Wang Feng did not go to see Liu Feiyu and others, but glanced at the many saints with a smile on his face and said loudly.

"Should! It should!"

"We have already respected the Immortal Sect as the overlord of the Yuanhua Heavenly Realm, and it is our duty for the Heaven-Mending Sect to dare to take action against the Immortal Sect!"

Hearing Wang Feng's words, many sage elders were a little flattered and quickly waved their hands and said.

Wang Feng nodded, stood with his hands behind his back, and did not speak again.

Seeing this, those sage elders naturally understood, cupped their hands, and respectfully said: "In this case, I will retire after waiting!"

The voice fell, the figure moved, and disappeared!

After these saints left, Wang Feng just looked down at Liu Feiyu and the others, his face indifferent, he ignored the begging on Liu Feiyu's face, stretched out his palm and patted Liu Feiyu and others.

boom!

The terrifying power condensed into a huge palm print in an instant, and slammed it down towards Liu Feiyu and others fiercely. The sound of the explosion resounded in all directions, and Liu Feiyu and others burst into a cloud of blood.