I Can Upgrade Infinitely

The huge starry sky storm, all kinds of star power are intertwined, just like colorful fireworks in full bloom.

Under the beautiful appearance, there is only endless terror.

Wherever it passed, the meteorites in the starry sky and some incomplete planets were all reduced to ashes.

A man with blue scales on his body stepped into the starry sky storm, like a holy mountain, not moving at all.

"Among the storms in the starry sky, it's not Earthlings, it's not Star Demons."

Eighteen warships turned their directions at the same time to avoid being involved in the starry sky storm.

The power enough to tear apart the peak of the star path, these eighteen battleships, cannot resist.

The hatch opened, and Jiang Changkong stepped into the starry sky, transformed into a streamer, and came before the storm in the starry sky.

Dao patterns are like chains, spreading all over the body, tyrannical Daowei, sweeping in all directions.

Wherever Daowei passed, the storm in the starry sky stopped suddenly, making it difficult to move forward.

Jiang Changkong is like an iron wall, no matter how powerful the starry sky storm's dao pattern is, it can't break through his daowei.

"Interesting human being, are you the genius who came out of the little broken ball?"

The man with cyan scales looked at him with great interest: "I heard that the little Poqiu has a monster, is it you?"

Jiang Changkong said calmly, "You came from the other side of the portal?"

"Yes, I didn't want to take care of the area where the little broken ball is, but I didn't expect you to open it yourself."

The man looked indifferent, and stood in the center of the storm with his hands behind his back: "One move, if you don't die, I will give you a chance to surrender."

"The person who talked to me like that is not alive yet." Jiang Changkong said indifferently.

"Blue Wind Avenue."

The cyan scales glowed with a strong Dao rhyme, and a cyan long sword appeared in the man's hand, and a cyan sword light came to destroy the world.

Qingfeng Avenue, wherever it passes, the starry sky storm splits inaction.

Jiang Changkong didn't dodge or dodge, Dao patterns all over his body shone, and he let the green light fall.

Seeing this scene, the man frowned, and his eyes were cold: "The little broken ball is really ignorant, he is looking for his own death.

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when

boom

The cyan sword light fell, but it exploded with a bang, the power of the avenue rushed in all directions, and the starry sky storm was impacted and weakened a lot.

Jiang Changkong's body glowed with a dark golden light, a fine sword mark appeared between his brows, and drops of golden blood dripped down.

"how come?"

The cyan-scaled man's face darkened, and his own move only scratched the skin a little bit?

Although it was just a casual move, it also used its own Dao and Xingsheng weapons.

"Are you an early star saint?"

Jiang Changkong's eyes opened and closed, all the power in his body was running and the indestructible golden body was still injured.

The dripping golden blood flew back upside down and sank into Jiang Changkong's body, his wounds healed instantly.

The man with cyan scales was a little panicked, but he forced himself to remain calm. He hadn't used his full strength yet, and he still had means to use.

"You already have the opportunity to surrender to me, surrender."

With his hands behind his back, he looked proud.

"Is the outside world full of idiots?"

Jiang Changkong's eyes were cold, and he stepped directly into the starry sky storm: "Since I can't understand people's words, then I will pick it up myself."

Roar

With a low growl, his body swelled up and rose rapidly.

A golden body of a thousand feet!

The tyrannical Daowei dissipated, the storm in the starry sky couldn't bear it, it vibrated suddenly, and a lot of star power was forcibly dispersed by Daowei.

Terrifying aura, majestic qi and blood, ten power lines, like ten dragons, shuttled through the lines on the body surface.

It's like an ancient demon god descending into the world!

The man with cyan scales looked serious, this terrifying aura was no weaker than him!

The promised little broken ball, a monster ran out?

The point is, this shit is not the legendary cultivator of the most powerful combat body, but the Dao of Strength!

The palm of the hand is like a canopy of the sky, suppressed down, and the lines on it are intertwined and shining brightly.

The palm fell, the storm in the starry sky was dissipating, and the terrifying power made the scales on the man's body dim a bit.

"Kill, Qingfeng Zhanxing!"

The man shouted violently, and the blue sword glowed again, but this time, there was a golden light mixed with the blue light.

bang

With a palm fall, the cyan sword light collapsed again, but Jiang Changkong's palm paused, and the golden light directly sank into his body.

When the golden light entered his body, it turned into silk threads, trying to control his body.

However, the seven avenues in his body manifested at the same time, and the golden light dissipated directly.

"Little guy, you have been poisoned by this seat's puppet, and become your own puppet!"

He jumped up and jumped directly onto the back of Jiang Changkong's hand, with a stern look on his face.

Jiang Changkong frowned slightly, he felt that this guy was trying to laugh him to death.

Puppet poison?

Your puppet is so powerful, can you control the seven ways?

I saw the young man chanting words, his body was full of blue light, split into countless threads, and he wanted to control Jiang Changkong.

tinkling

It's just that these silk threads are all impenetrable.

Jiang Changkong moved his left hand and slapped his right hand, the speed reached the limit.

The cyan scales glowed again, and the man pulled out a few of them cruelly, and said viciously: "Qingfeng Dao, break..."

boom

Jiang Changkong put his hands together and felt that he had slapped a fly to death.

"Damn it, how can you backfire on your master..."

In the hands, came the figure of a man.

Jiang Changkong rubbed his hands together and screamed again.

The eighteen warships were silent, and they were completely frightened.

I thought Jiang Changkong couldn't block a sword before, but who knew that this Star Saint couldn't stop Jiang Changkong's slap.

They feel that Jiang Changkong is the star saint, and the other party is the star road.

Before thinking about it, Jiang Changkong opened three kinds of avenues in the dead star, facing three opponents who were infinitely close to Xingsheng.

It's all right now, it's just the Dao of Strength that suppressed a star saint.

After rubbing it a few times, Jiang Changkong pinched Xingsheng in his hand. This guy is quite energetic.

The breath of the whole body circulates, the avenue of soul fluctuates, and the black and white Tai Chi diagram shines.

The pupils of the Star Saint Warrior in his hand shrank, three ways!

It's just, shouldn't it be the Taiyin Sun and the Dao of Power?

This soul, Tai Chi, and strength, can this be considered the most powerful combat body?

The Qingfeng Dao in his body continued to erupt, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't shake Jiang Changkong at all.

If he opened up a way, this guy would fight with all his might, instead of taking advantage of some puppet poison. Jiang Changkong was confident that he could beat him, but he might not be able to keep him.

And open three kinds of avenues, friction at will.

The power of the three great avenues exploded in his hands, killing the scaled man.

boom

The scale man exploded directly, but he didn't die, and healed up quickly.

Jiang Changkong continued to blast and kill, but he was still alive, and his breath became weaker and weaker.

"Let go, let go..."

The scaled man was weak and began to beg for mercy.

It's just that before he finished speaking, the tyrannical soul power rushed into his body, searching for his soul.

The power in the body was also transformed into the power of Yu Tian Jing.

A picture appeared in his mind, Jiang Changkong acquired the breath of this person, and his killing intent could no longer be suppressed.

The fixed soul tree flew out, directly swallowed the soul, and accepted the person's space equipment.

Countless stars bloomed, and the remaining storms in the starry sky were all wiped out.

Jiang Changkong took out the communicator: "You took this corpse to Minglong. Something happened at the base. I'll go and have a look first."

After finishing speaking, he dropped the corpse, turned into a stream of light, and disappeared.

His speed has already surpassed the battleship, and there is still half a month to go, and he can arrive in four or five days.

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