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Chapter 437 Twelve Little Golden Men, Late Quasi-Saint

Seeing Zhuangzi in front of him with a cold murderous intent on his face, Ying Zheng slowly got up.

The Taiqing Immortal Light that Zhuangzi used just now is indeed a huge harm to him.

But he was not an ordinary person after all. Although he was seriously injured at this moment, he still struggled to stand up.

"You are the one who completely hides his head and tail, and you are not worthy!!!"

Ying Zheng roared angrily and was about to break up.

And the golden dragon of luck behind him, which was faintly depressed, was completely released at this moment, with endless golden light.

It shines on the heavens, and in an instant, a strange energy is reflected on the entire Qin territory.

Many powerful people hiding in the dark were puzzled and didn't understand why Ying Zheng in front of him did such a move.

"Why is Ying Zheng? Not only does this act release his energy without saying that it will have no impact on the battle situation!"

"A person who can become a human king is definitely not a person who is worthy of fame. He must have his own trump card, watch it!"

Many strong people expressed their opinions at this moment.

At this moment, Zhuangzi, who was standing in front of Ying Zheng, looked at Ying Zheng in front of him with interesting interest, and there was a hint of fun in his eyes.

After all, in the face of absolute strength, these small methods are just hopes before dying.

Boom boom boom boom!

But for some reason, after the golden light shone, the originally clear sky began to appear with thunder.

The entire sky shines extraordinary. The originally clear sky becomes extremely depressed at this moment, and the originally sunny land becomes a little dim.

Just as many strong men speculated about what Ying Zheng had, there were wisps of cracks on the original land at some point.

"This is?"

A strong man pointed at himself in shock, and a pair of golden palms suddenly stretched out from the earth in front of him.

This golden palm contains endless power, and even this powerful man from the Daluo Golden Immortal felt a suffocating force coming to his face.

"How is this possible!"

Seeing the many golden figures crawling out from the ground of Daqin, many powerful people seemed to have seen ghosts at this moment and couldn't help but exclaim.

In an instant, twelve golden villains quickly rushed up from the ground and stood in the void, emitting terrifying majesty all over their bodies, like a terrifying demon god.

And when everyone saw clearly the appearance of these twelve golden villains, everyone's eyes were filled with horror.

"Twelve Ancestral Witches!!!"

At this moment, many people just felt dizzy. You should know that when the Lich tribes fought, the many disasters between heaven and earth were simply trembling.

But now I didn't expect that Ying Zheng actually used the power of humanity to create twelve golden men, and it seemed to condense the power of the twelve ancestor witches.

Just when everyone was shocked, the twelve golden villains felt the energy in their bodies and the Zhuangzi in front of them, and instantly turned into twelve golden lights and rushed out in an instant.

The speed was so fast that the quasi-saint felt oppressed.

And when people around them felt terrible, the power burst out from these twelve spirits actually had a slight similarity to the twelve ancestor witches. In this moment, everyone began to think constantly. Could it be that these twelve golden men really came from the power of the ancestor witches?

At this moment, Zhuangzi was directly surrounded by these twelve golden villains.

For these twelve golden men, they did not use any terrible killing moves of heaven and earth. On the contrary, the power they used was extremely ordinary, and they were madly bombarding Zhuangzi in front of them with their own physical strength.

In an instant, I felt that the space was broken and the power around me continued to wither.

You should know that these twelve golden villains are indestructible and contain supreme wonderful power.

Now, under the promotion of Ying Zheng, it is even richer in humanitarian power, and in a moment, Zhuangzi was defeated step by step.

In the face of absolute physical strength, no matter how much Zhuangzi resisted, he still had no way to change his current trend and could only resist desperately.

Bang!

A golden villain who looked like Gonggong hit Zhuangzi's chest with a punch, and in an instant, it directly hit the ground, splashing a lot of dust.

"puff!"

Zhuangzi spewed out a mouthful of blood, dyeing half of the sky red. This was the blood of the quasi-saint, and each strand was extremely heavy.

However, at this moment, no brave strong man came here to get this piece of cake.

After all, these twelve golden villains are not willing to let Zhuangzi have any chance to resist and go up with another group.

A faint golden light emanated from the fist, but no matter how the strong observe it, there is no way to protect the power to find the source.

Bang!

The airtight fist directly hit Zhuangzi's body. In an instant, Zhuangzi's breath continued to be decayed, and the spiritual light in his body continued to dim. Even the extremely simple and elegant robe he was wearing became tattered at this moment.

If Zhuangzi had not reached the quasi-saint realm, and his body was so powerful that he might have directly beaten it to ashes with just this little attack and completely dissipated in the prehistoric world.

"I'm not willing!"

Zhuangzi roared at the sky, and the power on his body twisted again, as if endless power was being activated.

Twelve golden villains who noticed something was wrong quickly retreated.

Of course, the reason why they are called golden villains is not that their bodies are so small, but that compared with the witch clan, their ordinary bodies are too small.

Seeing the twelve golden villains retreating, Zhuangzi no longer hides his power, began to absorb endless power, and began to devour the spiritual power of heaven and earth around him. At the same time, in an instant, three auras directly penetrated into his body.

"Damn it, this is my last trump card. I didn't expect that you guys would force me to such a disadvantage."

At this moment, Zhuangzi, who had absorbed three powers, began to change abnormally, as if he was removing his original body and returning to his most authentic state.

After all, the current battle has attracted the attention of many powerful people, and Zhuangzi is meaningless to pretend at this moment, not to mention that his original body has long been unable to be used in this battle.

"I, Guangchengzi, are back!!!"

The overwhelming realm of quasi-saint perfection exploded directly, which was terrifying.

At this moment, many strong men stared at Guangchengzi who had returned from reincarnation.
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