Rumble!
Rumble!
With a violent explosion, Ling Tian's big lance was wrapped in the shadow of the holy dragon, and the ten ancestral weapons shook violently.The loud sound was like a loud sound in the sky, and the terrifying sound waves shocked, and the impact swept through the Eight Desolations, and where it passed, the mountains cracked and turned into powder.The earth, mountains, and rivers, and even the void, at this moment, were extremely fragile, and they were shattered by Ling Tian's great lance, densely packed, and a terrifying opening opened from the heavenly firmament.Thundered!
In an instant, under the power of Wan Jun, the ten suppressed ancestral weapons shook wildly, like ten mountains were smashed from the sky dome, collapsing into the ground, and then layers of qi waves were set off.Burst!
And the peak powerhouse of the princes of the Ten Directions instantly widened his eyes at this moment, his eyes showed disbelief, and then his face turned pale, he opened his mouth in unison, spurting out a large amount of blood, and his body seemed to be hit by the holy dragon at the same time, and it burst out like a disemboweled cannonball, smashing deep into the ground.In the surrounding space, countless demon and witch clan armies let out frightened screams from their mouths, and the light outside their bodies flashed wildly, only hating that they had lost a pair of wings, and fled frantically towards the surroundings.The tide of this dissipating destructive energy was too strong, and once their cultivation was involved in it, it would be completely wiped out in an instant.However, even if these witch clans fled quickly this time, the destructive energy spread faster, and the demon warriors closest to the battlefield had not had time to completely spread the terrified expressions on their faces at this moment, and the energy fluctuations had already passed through the periphery of their bodies.Silently, the bodies of the martial artists of the Tens of Thousands of Heavenly Wu Demon Kingdom were directly torn to pieces, and even the divine souls could not escape a single bit, and they were completely destroyed.The power of the Ling Tian Holy Dragon Seven Yao is terrifying!
And what about the Terran!?
The ten ancestral weapons collapsed, and the princes of the ten directions were hit hard, so with such an impact, even if it was a strong man of the human race, he would inevitably be hit hard by the power of the shock.The army of the Heavenly Wu Demon Kingdom looked at the center of the storm and thought.However, before the storm cleared, they saw a figure rushing out in the midst of the storm, holding a big lance.This Terran Ling Tian looks like he's fine!
This......
The warriors of the Heavenly Wu Demon Kingdom were suddenly terrified.Even the princes of the Ten Directions couldn't help Ling Tian?"
The Lord of the Heavenly Wu Demon Kingdom will hand it over to me, and you can solve the rest!"
Ling Tian, who rushed out of the storm, shouted, and with a big lance, he stabbed straight at the Lord of the Heavenly Wu Demon Kingdom."
Hehe, rest assured!"
When Ling Xiao Ancestor and the other powerhouses heard this, they also killed the princes of the Ten Directions who had been collapsed.At this time, these princes have been hit hard, even if they are Long Xuan, Qin Mingyue and others, they can take it.Not to mention, the army of the three clans has an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.However, seeing the army of the three clans rising up, that Ling Tian came with a blade, the Heavenly Wu Demon Lord was naturally furious.This Ling Tian first seriously injured his son, and now he wants to attack himself!
How can this be endured?
He is the supreme lord of the first demon kingdom of the Demon Witch Clan, and his combat power is monstrous, and he is the ultimate in the world!"
Ling Tian, you're looking for your own death!"
The Tianwu Demon Lord was furious, seemingly unintentional, but without warning, a punch burst out, and the golden robe on his body agitated, although he had not yet manifested the body of the demon, this punch was still extremely terrifying!
Facing Ling Tian, he had the intent to kill!
With a punch, the void collapsed, the earth shattered, and the violent energy erupted from the hands of the Heavenly Wu Demon Lord, and the demonic power was unparalleled.Under the shadow of the huge fist of thousands of feet, the sky is obscured.Far beyond the peak combat power of the Scattered Immortals, the power is so strong that it is far beyond the imagination of ordinary martial artists.The hearts of the countless demon witch clan warriors around him jumped fiercely, and then their faces turned pale, thinking of the scene where the human race Ling Tian shook the powerhouses of the ten directions with a single lance, and the aftermath of the supernatural power wiped out tens of thousands of martial artists, and now that the Wu Demon Lord is stronger on this day, who dares to step forward, and they all retreat in a hurry.Ling Tian felt a tremendous force rushing towards him, and instead of revealing fear, his calm face became more and more calm and indifferent, and his dark eyes exuded a dazzling gleam.On this day, the Wu Demon Lord has not even used his blade until now.Then he, naturally, disdains to use a big lance."
Candle Dragon Overlord!"
In the middle of the low drink, the dragon chant in Ling Tian's body rose again, and the bloodline rioted, turning into a tidal wave of energy, surging back and forth!
Ling Tian's Candle Dragon Overlord Body, at this time, climbed to the peak again.In terms of cultivation, Ling Tian was completely incomparable to the Heavenly Wu Demon Lord.However, with the blessing of the god-level candle dragon overlord, Ling Tian's potential was boundless.The flaming red candle dragon breath in the sky rioted, madness raged and surging, tumbling endlessly condensed into a tide of energy, overwhelming mountains and seas, incomparable power, ups and downs, straight to Ling Tian's place to converge, showing a red color, and an endless dragon breath erupted from it.The hegemonic body is condensed, the power of the candle dragon is strong and strong, and above Ling Tian's unicorn arm, there are also dragon shadows manifesting one by one, three, six, nine!
Even, there are more than nine dragon shadows, and they are still generating!
Previously, Ling Tian had already reached the last level of the Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon that the old beggar had handed over to him.This last weight is the true power of immortal arts!
Today's Ling Tian is like a sacred dragon clan, across the heavens and the earth, although it is silent, but just emitting a little bit of breath is enough to completely shock the entire space.The dragon shadow condensed by this hegemonic body had already surpassed three thousand zhang, and it was even more terrifying than the aura of the cloudy Heavenly Demon Battle Soul.At the same time, the dragon shadow on Ling Tian's Qilin arm also skyrocketed to sixteen, and was blessed by Ling Tian's candle dragon breath, and the power superimposed exploded and the power skyrocketed again.In the face of the fierce punch of the Wu Demon Lord that day, the momentum was regrettable, and he did not fall behind at all!
Suddenly raised his head, facing the falling fist, watching it exude might, Ling Tian sneered in his heart, without the slightest fear, on the Qilin arm, when the eighteenth divine dragon shadow condensed, Ling Tian directly raised his hand, and the eighteen palms of the divine dragon, with the power of destroying the heavens and the earth, slammed down.No one can stop him today!
Facing Ling Tian's Eighteen Divine Dragon Palms, the Heavenly Wu Demon Lord was slightly shocked in his heart, and then sneered again and again, this Divine Dragon Eighteen Palms Phantom is incomparably powerful, but his fist skills are not bad!
Moreover, he could see that Ling Tian's combat power was already the limit, so he didn't believe that Ling Tian could still use it a few times!
The Heavenly Wu Demon Lord was extremely confident in this, so he wanted to see how long this Terran Ling Tian could hold out, one punch or two punches, but it would definitely not exceed three punches.At that time, he might be slightly injured, but this Ling Tian would definitely end up with no more power to fight back, and he would have to be slaughtered at that time.Although the power of the Divine Dragon's Eighteen Palms was shocking to him, it did not frighten him, and he still had full confidence in his heart.With one punch, now in the face of the eighteen dragon shadows, instead of retreating, the aura exuded became a little stronger, and he was indomitable!
Countless Demon Witch warriors retreated thousands of miles away, their eyes falling into the field, unwilling to miss the slightest point.