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Chapter two thousand seven hundred eighty-six broken eyes

Boom! As soon as the words came, the hazy figure turned into a black light and rushed towards Wang Teng. A terrible scene happened. The space was like fragments, constantly cracking and flew outward. A purple gold sword appeared in the hazy figure's hand, as if it could cut off a mountain. With a loud shout, it slashed hard at Wang Teng's shoulder.

The knife light rubbed against the air, and a harsh sound of air rubbing was heard, and many people's ear bones were about to break, and they looked painful.

With such an attack, ordinary Divine Venerable Realm powerhouses will not be opponents at all.

Huh! Wang Teng breathed a sigh of relief, his expression slightly solemn. He had to admit that the mysterious existence was indeed very strong, but he wrote a word, and the spirit contained in it contained such a kind of energy and spirit.

However, he naturally wouldn't be afraid.

Boom! A large red light erupted, like a volcano erupting.

In Wang Teng's hand, the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear appeared, and a huge dragon roar sounded, as if it could roar to break the Three Thousand Realms. Wang Teng was wearing the armor of the God of War and holding the Fire Dragon World-Destroying Spear, which was truly like the charm of the God of War descending to earth.

A fierce shot shot came out and collided fiercely with the purple gold sword light.

It was as if two meteorites collided together, and a brilliant divine light burst out.

But in the end, Wang Teng was still defeated and was shocked by a powerful force to take a few steps back. Every step of his foot fell, he stepped on the solid ground and stepped on a deep pit.

And his powerful force made his internal organs cramp and he felt a little urge to vomit blood.

However, the hazy figure was not safe and sound. The light on his body became dimmer again, and it was obvious that it was also damaged by Wang Teng's power.

"kill!"

However, after being injured, Wang Teng was not discouraged. Instead, his fighting spirit seemed to be completely mobilized. A thick divine light erupted from his eyes. He shouted loudly. The fire dragon world-destroying gun in his hand was tightened by him. His body was like a giant dragon showing its might, constantly attacking the hazy figure.

Every shot has destroyed the universe and cut off the power of yin and yang. The vigorous blood energy surged up, making the nearby starry sky red. At first glance, it really looks like an immortal war god, killing all directions.

Many people have cold hands and feet, and are filled with shock.

Even the strong man who has just entered the Divine Lord realm has far less blood than Wang Teng.

It is hard to imagine that this is just a figure at the peak of the thirty-fifth level of the Quasi-Divine Realm.

Buzz! Finally, the battle reached 1,800 moves. Wang Teng shouted loudly and swallowed the galaxy. A natural tree appeared above his head. The vast essence of life was poured into his body, which suddenly increased his momentum again.

With one punch, the sound of millions of gods and Buddhas roaring from their bodies, like a worldly emperor who wanted to destroy the universe.

The fist is filled with the aura of everything that can be broken and crushed.

Ah! The hazy figure couldn't help but scream, and his body was knocked out directly, and terrible cracks broke open on the surface of his body, and real blood flowed out.

"I'm not your opponent."

The hazy figure muttered to himself, with a hint of indomitableness and anger in his tone. It really surprised him that Wang Teng could grow to this point.

"Next, let you see my strongest blow. If you can block it, I will truly look at you with admiration."

At that moment, he looked at Wang Teng, and a terrifying divine light burned in his eyes, as if the eternal divine fire was activated.

Roar! A fierce roar sounded inside him.

He turned into a Bagua Taoist map, covering the sky, rumbled and opened, full of the aura of the great Taoism, and wanted to wipe Wang Teng into ashes.

This is his trump card-level method, the Eight Trigrams Taoist diagram, carrying his Tao, and the flashing scenes in the heavens and all realms, as if they can destroy sentient beings.

Country, city, and ancient world flow in it, as if it can dominate the vicissitudes of the world.

Many strong people were fascinated and a little awesome.

Is this the Taoist Dharma of the mysterious existence? It is indeed powerful. Just looking at them, they feel that it is extremely mysterious, like the imprint of the great Dao of the origin of the universe. The strong men at the peak of the Quasi-Divine Realm all feel that it is extremely complicated and cannot be guessed, and they may even have a headache after watching it for a long time.

Of course, in addition to the mystery, the killing power is also very shocking.

Countless people have a spirit in their hearts, feeling crushed by a millstone of the world-destroying world.

Buzz! However, just as everyone was shocked, something even more terrifying happened. When Wang Teng faced this move, his face was plain, with a curve curved around the corner of his mouth, and two terrifying black lights burst out from his eyes.

Like two immortal sky swords, killing everything. Under a dazzling divine light, two black sky swords slashed. The Bagua Taoist Map was instantly cut into two halves in a series of horrified gazes. Like a piece of waste paper, it fell from the sky. The light gradually dimmed, and finally merged into the void and disappeared.

"How is this possible? Your eyes are so powerful?"

The hazy figure took a breath, looked at Wang Teng's gaze, and added a hint of horror.

In this, he felt that the taste of the Great Potian Divine Eye was not in the general sense, but the true mystery of the Great Potian Divine Eye, "The Potian Eye".

He naturally knew about the God of Breaking Heaven.

His pupil technique is so powerful that it is the best in history and present, and he is proud of all worlds.

When the eyes of the sky appeared, it almost destroyed and swept everything. No one would be the opponent.

No matter how strong an enemy is, he will be extremely afraid.

He was the only one who had this situation since ancient times. Wang Teng had actually touched this threshold, which really shocked him a lot.

Under these sharp divine eyes, his innate Bagua Taoist map did meet the nemesis, which made him feel a chill in his heart.

An existence that was already famous in the starry sky two million years ago, during the battle with Wang Teng, the Taoist technique he was proud of was restrained and it was a little difficult to accept.

"Do you still need to fight again now? You are powerless to make the world come true."

Wang Teng smiled faintly, and in his deep eyes, wisps of black light condensed, like the legendary divine light of death, emitting a terrifying aura of destruction.

The hazy figure smiled bitterly, shook his head, the light on his body gradually dimmed, and finally sighed lightly and said, "Okay, it's true that you are a world-destroying person. Even me, it's hard to guess your level of monster. I'm looking forward to you coming to my Destruction Sect to see if you can enter the ninth floor of the Destruction Hall."

At the end, a hint of yearning appeared in his expression, obviously wanting to see Wang Teng's performance at that time.
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