This sound made the two gods who were at war with each other turn around at the same time and look at Yu Wuya who was still leisurely and contented next to him.

The black-bearded middle-aged Wu Dachao was a little stunned. Is this young man stupid? Didn't he see that he was helping him prevent disaster?

Qingyun's face turned gloomy and he said coldly: "Are you determined to seek death today? Do you really think that you will be invincible after defeating some young people from the younger generation?"

"I don't want to be invincible, but I can beat you like a deserter with one hand." Yu Wuya stood with his hands behind his back, and then stretched out a hand leisurely.

"hiss--"

"It's really... strong..."

Many strong men around them felt suffocated and took a few deep breaths of cold air. The huge ice surface almost melted.

They had to admire it.

Wuya Shengjun was too courageous. Faced with a real god, and he seemed to be an old-fashioned god, he actually said he would only use one hand?

Can you brag about this awesomeness casually?

God cannot be insulted!

Since Wuya Shengjun said this, if you lose today, you will have to shed your skin even if you don't die, or at least your cultivation level will be abolished!

"You brat, are you really looking for death? If he goes crazy, I can't protect you!" The corners of the black-bearded god Wu Dachao's mouth twitched.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior. What I said is the truth. I only need one hand to suppress this kind of thing." Yu Wuya said with a smile, his voice calm and gentle.

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

Qingyun suddenly laughed, and then laughed in anger. At this time, he was really on the verge of explosion. Years of self-cultivation could not stop this evil fire.

"Today, I will destroy your arrogant and stupid junior, and let others know that the majesty of my senior cannot be challenged!"

He stepped on the air with his right foot, and suddenly, the sky trembled, and a tyrannical force rose from under his feet. He seemed to be standing on top of a fountain, and his clothes and hair roared toward the sky, making a hunting sound, exuding violence.

the breath.

"Super Saiyan?"

Yu Wuya was stunned for a moment.

Because he discovered that this man in green clothes was bulging, and there was golden thunder and lightning shining outside his body, which was extremely dazzling.

"I have tens of millions of scrolls, carrying the invincible path in the world!"

The majestic and majestic voice echoed in the sky, and murals gradually appeared around the man in green.

Each one is extremely mysterious and exudes magical power. Just one look at it will make you dizzy and seems to suck you in.

"No! This is Qing Yi's unique magical power - the world in the painting. Don't be sucked in, otherwise you will become part of the painting!"

Wu Dachao showed a solemn look and reminded loudly. At the same time, his muscles tightened and his strength secretly gathered, ready to save Yu Wuya's life at any time.

He has a love for this young man's talent.

Because he has experienced the catastrophe in ancient times and knows how hopeless and helpless it is to be invaded by other worlds. At that time, how lucky it was to have a truly strong man to carry the banner... To be able to win back then, how many days ago

The great contribution is indispensable.

And he saw that kind of hope in Yu Wuya. Perhaps, this young man could grow to the level of several adults in the future, or even be stronger!

"Don't worry, if you say you can suppress him with one hand, it's just one hand." Yu Wuya smiled slightly and shook his head indifferently.

At this time, the scrolls were pieced together in the sky, turning into a pattern that could cover the sky and the sun, and shrouded him.

"Woooooooo..."

In the scroll, there seemed to be cries of fierce ghosts, and even countless dark ghost hands stretched out, trying to pull Yu Wuya in.

"Little tricks!"

Yu Wuya stretched out his right hand directly, and immediately, a big hand of energy gathered in the sky and formed, the golden light was bright and hot like the scorching sun.

"laugh--"

This palm was so arrogant that it ignored all the ghost hands and grabbed the scroll with a soft sound. The scroll was pierced like white paper, and then burned under the blazing temperature.

And that bright big hand continued to move forward and grabbed Qingyun.

"Pfft! How is that possible!"

The magical power was broken, blood spurted out from Qingyun's head, and his pale face was filled with shock.

He wanted to avoid it, but when the palm fell, the surrounding space seemed to solidify, and there was no room for him in all directions.

"Ka, ka ka..."

As the big hand fell, the surrounding space began to compress, and a terrible squeezing force acted on his body, making his face look ferocious, the bones all over his body made a crisp sound, and blood oozed from his pores.

"no no!!"

He roared to the sky, his clothes bulged, and golden thunder and lightning crackled, just like a real Super Saiyan.

However, in the face of absolute power, all struggles are in vain.

His body was compressed, and all his strength was compressed back into his body. All his cultivation seemed to be gathered into a ball, and then... shattered.

"Boer."

Like glass beads breaking, there was no big sound, and Qing Yi's eyes widened, and he suddenly stopped struggling, his face turned ashen.

His cultivation was ruined.

The dignified god was beaten back to his mortal state...

"Ahhh...no!!"

Suddenly, he screamed again, terrified.

I saw his young body aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, aging again, rapidly drying up, and finally turning into a pile of loess.

He has lived too long.

Without the support of his cultivation in the realm of gods, the power of time acted directly on his body, taking back the lifespan he had stolen from heaven and earth, turning him into fly ash in an instant.

"Gulu..."

Everyone around looked at this scene and swallowed hard. They were so shocked that they no longer knew how to describe it.

Destroy the God with a flip of your hand!

How powerful, how domineering, and how heart-rending is this.

Some people began to rejoice.

Fortunately they are here, otherwise, after the Poseidon matter is dealt with, it will definitely be disastrous if Wuya Shengjun settles the accounts with Qiu Hou...

They are actually not worried about the Xihai Dynasty. With so many superpowers, if they can't defeat even one of the Xihai Dynasty, the human race will be gone long ago.

As for the Poseidon...

If Poseidon could really come out, the human race would also be gone long ago.

So, there is nothing to be afraid of.

"this……"

Wu Dachao was also dumbfounded. Yu Wuya was so powerful that it completely exceeded his imagination. It was so powerful that it was almost unreasonable.

No reason!

Unreasonable!

It shouldn’t be!

Why is it so strong...

There were countless question marks in his mind.

At this time, Yu Wuya stepped on his right foot, and like a big roc, it soared ninety thousand miles, reaching the top of the sky in an instant.

The sky was high and the wind was blowing fiercely. His white clothes rustled, and an invisible domineering force spread along with the sonorous and powerful voice.

"Now, who else dares to fight!"

The sound wave spread out in a circle like a real strong wind, and wherever it passed, everyone was like a wheat field in the autumn wind, bowing their heads...

Silence.

At this moment, no one dares to challenge Yu Wuya's majesty.

"Since there is no one to challenge again, then I will be the coach of this campaign." Yu Wuya waved his hand and said loudly: "Everyone, listen to my order... Let's go!"

Wow!

In an instant, an invisible momentum seemed to spread out, blowing across thousands of miles of sea and overflowing into the sky.
Chapter completed!