"This boy is too amazing to match."

"Kill him no matter what."

The eight creation realms were all shocked and their qi and blood were rolling. Wang Chang'an was so powerful that he was extremely powerful.

But this also aroused the murderous intent of the eight people. They were in the realm of creation, but they had no chance of being in the realm of sun and moon in this life.

Otherwise, they wouldn't be so restrained.

The extremely sharp knife energy emitted in strands, as if cutting the entire space.

The eight people surged their magical powers, and with the art of combined attack, a huge beam of light exploded.

The rune was shining, and a huge beast claw hit him, trembling in the void.

Roaring, a white-faced lion turned into a huge divine seal and suppressed Wang Chang'an.

Shoot down like a mountain.

The divine sword slashed out and the sky exploded.

The Purple Dragon Cauldron bombarded and attacked a divine seal with a heavy force. Wang Chang'an then broke free from the suppression.

With the sword light slashed, many divine chains emitted fire.

"kill."

A realm of creation roared and raised his hand to slap an ancient seal, which evolved into a turbulent light and knocked down with an invincible momentum.

Another man held his hand and killed Wang Chang'an.

Either fist or seal, or knife or sword.

The creation realm of all directions continued to attack and kill Wang Chang'an, but Wang Chang'an attacked strongly, and the Purple Dragon Cauldron emitted an unparalleled divine light.

The innate Taoist map evolved into the peerless immortal sword.

Slash it with one knife and then suppress it with the body of a tripod.

"I'll block this tripod."

In the chaotic market, a hidden master rushed out and hit the Purple Dragon Cauldron.

The purple dragon cauldron is in the Taoist Yuntian, and the immortal sword is slashed down, and the man is instantly chopped into two halves.

It was then burned into ashes by strange fire.

A bunch of golden rice ears bloomed, and the branches and ears were like the universe opening and closing.

The surrounding chaotic energy is filled with sounds, and the sound of the Tao is heard. The Purple Dragon Cauldron manifests the shadow of the Qi and Dragon, with endless spiritual charm.

In one blow, it was like striking the order of the great way. A realm of creation rushed forward and the ancient sword slashed out.

Bang.

The ancient knife shattered, and it was drawn into blood mist by the golden rice ears. The power of thunder and fire surged, and the purple dragon cauldron bombarded down with a buzzing sound.

A realm of creation is blocked by an ancient mirror, which can instantly strike into blood mist, and thousands of golden lights hang down like a surging galaxy.

Fang Yi's sword resonated with the Purple Dragon Cauldron and turned into Wang Chang'an's arms.

Kill with one hand and block with the other.

Puff, puff.

In a clean and neat manner, the two Creation Realm were blown up by Wang Chang'an, and Zhang's hand evolved into the Divine Phoenix Treasure Art.

The power of flame suddenly penetrated a large area of ​​space.

Wang Changan rushed to the scene quickly, and then doubled the creation realm, and was killed by Wang Changan with one hand, and his corpse was separated.

Wang Changan's eyebrows glowed, and a soul light rushed into the head of a realm of creation.

The sea of ​​consciousness exploded, and a mouthful of blood was spit out. Wang Changan turned into a divine phoenix wing and killed him.

"I can't stop him, hurry up, please ask the Holy Ancestor."

A realm of creation shouted, Wang Yi and others were massacring themselves. Their cultivation was good and their foundation was consolidated.

The combat power is strong, and the average Qiankun realm cannot stop them.

He casually split a Qiankun Realm into two halves, and Wang Zhe looked even more crazy and killed all directions.

Sixty people, after a series of fighting, had strong combat experience and were ruthless in their actions.

puff.

Another realm of creation was broken through by Wang Changan, and his body was instantly torn to pieces by the fist marks.

The power of sharp thunder and fire spreads all over the world, this is the most ruthless suppression.

Wang Chang'an slaughtered like a god of killing, and even the realm of creation could not stop him.

At this time, in the Beixingfang Building, a group of people were worshiping an ancient portrait, painted on an ancient animal skin, and several disciples followed their own sacrifices to stimulate the portrait.

Thousands of holy power were bursting, and the holy light illuminated the building.

The ancient portraits revived, and the creatures in the painting slashed out a dazzling holy light.

With the strongest murderous intent.

"Yin Wudao, die."

With an angry roar, a holy light came to kill, and the holy power overwhelms the world.

Everyone felt fear, which was caused by the trembling of their own soul.

The holy light penetrated like a sword, and the air was separated.

Together with the realm of creation that fought with Wang Changan, it is regarded as the goal.

This is a determination to kill Wang Chang'an.

"Yin Wudao, let's go together. The Holy Ancestor of my clan is not something you can resist."

A realm of creation seems crazy, so what if a young supreme emperor is? He still has to die together.

"Haha, it's not a loss."

The remaining realm of creation frantically prevented Wang Changan from rushing out of this range. Wang Changan's sword and tripod were united, and the Taiwu Divine Body exploded.

Suddenly, the wave of air was lifted, and Qian Yuanfu arrived instantly, raising his hand to stop the holy light attack.

A huge palm sucked towards the holy light. The moment the holy light came out, Qian Yuanfu had already taken action.

The palms were covered with the Great Dao divine patterns, and they were snatched forward like they were cast by divine gold.

Suddenly, a large area of ​​space was in turmoil.

The powerful man took action, but the holy light still penetrated through it, and the huge palm was torn apart in an instant.

Then several Creation Realms exploded into blood mist. In the golden lotus pupils of Wang Chang'an, the holy light came in an instant, expanding little by little in his eyes.

The dark god wheel instantly defends, the divine pattern is restrained, and the runes are immortal.

Wang Chang'an burst out with the strongest attack, the invincible robbery light slashed out, and the fist mark hit out like time.

With a bang, the sky exploded.

Wang Chang'an was knocked down and smashed into the house, and a large area of ​​dust rose.

"grown ups."

"Young Master."

Qian Yuanqi quickly flew out, and then an ancient painting flew out from the building, and several figures came to sacrificially sacrifice the holy painting with all their might.

"court death."

Qian Yuanfu then launched a blow, and the powerful power was like a tide. Suddenly, a sword light swept down, blocking Qian Yuanfu.

"The powerful must not take action unless he is dead."

The powerful people in the gathering place are in charge, and Taiqi has Taiqi's rules.

"So what?" Hua Xiu Niang asked, her voice full of murderous intent.

"Taiqi has Taiqi's survival rules. If you do it again, you will be responsible for the consequences."

Taiqi had some people who were unruly before, but in the end they were wiped out by the three major forces.

So what about being powerful?

A powerful person will die.

"cough."

In the large ruins, Wang Changan instantly collapsed many houses, jumped and killed them with a dark robbery.

Five figures came to fight, with an ancient portrait on his head, and an ancient creature was painted above the portrait.

Standing between heaven and earth, the invincible posture is impressive.

Although he may have died, that momentum is still extremely terrifying.

"What a pity, it's not the real saint."

Wang Changan's mouth was covered in blood, and he quickly killed the five people.

"When Mr. Qian returns, the rules are the rules."

Wang Changan said that he was extremely injured in that blow, but Wang Changan didn't believe that these people could easily exert such holy power.

The five figures sacrifice animation portraits, the creatures in the painting seemed to come alive, and a holy power suppressed the world.

Although this is a bit exaggerated, it is undoubtedly terrible.

The person in the portrait seems to be about to walk out of the painting.

The dark robbery light bombarded, and Wang Changan rushed up like a lion.


Chapter completed!