Supreme Martial Dao

"Hahaha...you can kill me, arrogant."

Looking at Wang Chen holding Hong Zhong, the four sides of the heavenly seal, standing quietly in the air, prayed and sneered.

"Kill."

The next moment, accompanied by a roar, prayed for a wrist and a cloud shuttle.

咻咻...

The rainbow is shocking, and the faint radiance of light shines as if it is popular in the blink of an eye.

Hang...

The air wave exploded, and the sharp air broke out. In the twinkling of an eye, this was in front of Wang Chen.

"Hurry."

Looking at this scene, Wang Chen’s pupils suddenly shrank.

"Broken."

A roar, the four heavens are printed.

Hang...

The sky is blasting, and the black light is in the sky, and it is blocked before the cloud shuttle.

Booming...

The air is rolling and the wind is raging.

It’s just a moment, under the roar, the ray of light is like a volcanic eruption, going straight to the clouds.

The world is stunned and trembles violently. This is the confrontation between the two treasures belonging to the Tianyan Devil.

The layers of air and waves are constantly coming out, and under one blow, it is turned upside down.

蹬蹬蹬...

After a moment, along with the raging waves, like the scorching sun, the explosion broke out, and Wang Chen’s body shape suddenly slammed away from the rear by several steps.

On the other side, after praying at this moment, the face is slightly changed, and the figure is awkward and goes backwards.

"嘶..."

Take a deep breath, take back the clouds, and pray for coldness.

"I didn't expect that your strength, but progress is not small, it is no wonder that people who can kill the ancients, but this is not enough."

Feel the power of the previous shock, hold the cloud shuttle in hand, pray for cold and cold.

Fusion...

The next moment, a sigh of light came.

咻咻...

I only see the praying body shape and the eye is actually integrated into the cloud shuttle.

Through the cloud shuttle, through the world, the speed is amazing.

At the moment, with the prayers, the speed is even more boundless.

The sky is shining, and the light is flying out.

咻咻咻咻...

For example, fireworks bloom and volcanoes erupt.

The next moment, tens of thousands of rays descend from the sky, each of which contains a murderous murderous rushing toward Wang Chen.

"咚咚咚..."

Looking at this scene, Wang Chen looks cold.

Praying, I haven’t seen it for more than half a year. I didn’t expect that his strength was so strong that it was so strong.

After the previous strike, at least the strength of half-step pure Yang has been achieved.

At this moment, seeing Wan Dao Hongguang coming, Wang Chen is a coloring gel.

This stream of light seems to be gorgeous, but the murder is boundless.

The power of each rainbow is probably enough to be a half-step pure Yang.

Hong Zhong rings, and Wang Chen injects the power of infinite chaos.

嗡嗡嗡...,

The sound waves spread, and the beasts are rushing.

The ancient giant elephant formed a large army trampling at the moment.

Hang...

Hang...

Hang...

The roaring sound followed for a while, and the boundless waves exploded, leaving the heavens and the earth in the dark.

Amazing power caused the entire basin to tremble violently.

The mighty waves of the wind swept away, and wherever they passed, the grass was not born.

嘶...

This scene makes people look stunned.

"Strong, this is the showdown of Tianjiao."

"Wang Chen, really overbearing, that Hong Zhong is the treasure of the sun."

"I didn't expect that praying is also so strong that it is difficult for them to resolve."

Looking at the layer of blasting, listening to the roaring sound of the roar, this moment all the people watching the game are dumbfounded.

What a battle this is.

If they are in it, a random wave of air is enough to crush them into ashes.

The scene is a piece of time.

At the same time, the strong people who came from all over the world of the devil, there are a lot of people at this moment, watching the fierce battles in front of them, these big powers are also inevitable.

Booming...

The last burst of roaring came, and in the twinkling of an eye, the heavens and the earth broke.

蹬蹬蹬...

Under the infinite air, the figure once again went backwards toward the rear. Wang Chen’s body, the bloodlessness of the blood was rolling open.

嗡...

咻咻...

But, above the sky, at the moment, the last stream of light is dim, but it is still swiftly swept toward Wang Chen.

This time the streamer swept through, even praying for the upper hand.

"Not good."

Looking at this scene, many people in the crowd exclaimed.

Wang Chen seems to have been suppressed.

There are countless eyes focused on Wang Chen, what should he do.

"Get out."

The feet slammed into the ground, and a roar of eruption broke out. Wang Chen’s hard-working body stabilized his figure.

Looking at the lightning, the streamer once again, his eyes screamed: "The Emperor's fist."

The Emperor of Heaven is a fist to the world.

At this moment, Wang Chentian’s fists slammed out.

Hang...

Under the punch, ride the wind and waves.

This punch, like a rainbow, is poured into the streamer from the cross.

砰...

The dull crash came, and the streamer that had already dimmed was smashed, and the next moment was shot by Wang Chen.

嘶...

The people who are in shock are shocked.

This punch is powerful and unimaginable.

However, the force of the flesh alone has taken the pray of the fusion of Yunsuo, and it is conceivable how shocking this punch is.

Fighting...

A touch of blood fluttered into the sky, and the praying figure gradually appeared in the sight of everyone from the streamer.

"You...very strong, but today, I will kill you."

Stay in shape, resist the tumbling blood in the body, and pray for a sly face.

Wang Chen, really strong, did not expect that he had combined a blow with Yunsuo, and he was even shattered by him, and even suffered damage, which made the prayers look pale.

"Magic."

A roar, praying directly to choose magic.

"The evil spirits field."

When you look at the prayer and demonization, Wang Chen directly displays the evil spirits field.

嗡...

Domain coverage, praying into it.

"The evil spirits listen."

There are thousands of ghosts in the hands, and Wang Chen releases thousands of evil spirits.

"Vientiane is lost."

At the same time, Wang Chen also released the boundless fantasy of the evil spirits.

Now, after the integration of the Vientiane Heavenly Devils, the illusion within the evil spirits has increased.

Vientiane Tantra is the evolution of the Vientiane Demon.

呜呜呜呜...

The yin whistling, the evil spirits.

Virtual and real, real and virtual.

At the moment, everything is changing.

Ghost king condenses, height is hundred feet, face is stunned.

kill...

One of the sounds of Rakshasa from hell, the ghost king slashed.

"Looking for death."

Looking at the ghost king, the praying face is cold.

After the fusion of the Great Devils, nowadays, the magic of praying is only a moment to complete the magic.

It is also because of this that Wang Chen did not interrupt directly in the first time of praying and demonizing.

The big devil inherits, the magic is soaring, if it is to be demonized, it is difficult to stop. In contrast, Wang Chen directly sacrificed the field.

At this moment, the ghost king is coming, and the prayers after the magic are long-haired, and their eyes are red.

A hand print is pinched out.

嗡...

A layer of gas rushes out, and in the sky, a black Vientiane imprint comes out.

Hang...

The embossed blasted, and the ghost king who had attacked the body of the priest was so divided in the wave of anger that he did not even have the opportunity to escape.

Booming...

The violent trembling of the evil spirits makes Wang Chen even pale.

"Vientiane is lost, everything is everlasting."

The ghost king is destroyed, and Wang Chen hastened to keep his body tumbling and screaming.

哗哗哗...

The waves are rolling, and the ghosts are running.

Under the evolution of Wang Chen, the boundless evil spirits shuttled back and forth, unpredictable.

"Ha ha ha... Wang Chen, do you still want to fight against me in such a way, too bad, not enough."

Looking at the illusion in front of him, the prayer reveals a sneer of disdain.

Tian Yan Da Mo, what is best at it, deriving the heavens, here is what he is best at. Nowadays, accepting the inheritance of Tian Yan, this is almost a year of praying.

Today, the illusion is nothing to him.

Wang Chen wants to use this to confuse his Lingtai. It is simply an idiotic dream.

"Broken."

A scream of anger, the waves in the mouth spurted out, and the hands were smashed out.

Booming...

The field is shaking, and the ghosts are flying.

At this moment, thousands of symbols are unpredictable in the field of evil spirits.

One rune condenses, and the next moment blasts, causing a horrible crack in the evil spirits field, as if it may collapse at any time.

"Hahahaha...Wang Chen, what means are you to take it out, hahaha... Today, I want to kill you, no one can stop, your field, in front of me, like an ant, can’t stand a blow ."

In the big laughter, this boundless rune blasted, and the illusion of Vientiane was directly broken at this moment.

If the evil spirits field is not maintained by Wang Chen, I am afraid it has already collapsed.

"Sura field."

Seeing that the evil spirits field has been useless, Wang Chen, who is slightly pale, has quickly transformed the battlefield of Shura.

This praying strength is far beyond the imagination of Wang Chen.

His strength should reach the level of half-step pure yang, and, after the magic, is almost comparable to pure yang.

With the strength and opportunity of the great devil inheritance, it is more difficult to confront than the ordinary pure strong.

Wang Chen originally wanted to use the illusion to attack the spirit of the gods, but now it is obvious that he underestimated the Tianyan demon.

As a result, Wang Chen decisively converted the field.

"The King of Shura."

The world changes and the sand field appears.

The king of Shura was summoned directly from Wang Chen’s signature, and there was a strong Shura who did not know much.

"Ha ha ha... Shura, Wang Chen, you think this means is useful to me, see me kill."

Into the field of Shura, this prayer is also unhurried.

There is a cloud shuttle in the hand.

咻咻...

The figure is flying, and wherever it passes, the light flickers, under the brilliance, the blood is floating.

The boundless Shura fell down in a moment.

Between the blink of an eye, the blood stained the red field, and among the infinite Shura, there was one King Shura.

At this moment, King Shura was wounded and angry and roared.

A roar, Baizhang Shura, crazy to resist the rainbow of the sky.

"The Light of Reincarnation."

At the same time, in the rear, Wang Chen is also dispatched.

The long-awaited reincarnation light swept out at this moment.

Golden light has passed, and the years have evolved.