Chapter 1179 The treasure pestle of subduing demons
Chapter 1179
Tu Tianhe was surprised, and had another fierce collision with Wang Teng. The divine channel method was so powerful and domineering that it seemed to be able to open up the world, and its power was terrifying. However, it failed to suppress Wang Teng, and Wang Teng jumped out, and flipped his hand to hit a powerful Suzaku.
The divine seal shocked him and staggered him backwards.
He was shocked and found that Wang Teng's power was really powerful, extremely refined, and of astonishing quality.
More importantly, he discovered that Wang Teng's explosive power was extremely terrifying. It was even stronger than him. The power that burst out in an instant was so powerful that it even pushed him back.
"How is it possible? This boy is only at the peak of the saint realm. He has clearly not yet entered the great saint realm. How can he have such strength?"
His heart was shaken, and it was difficult to understand why Wang Teng's power was so terrifying and astonishing.
With his cultivation at the peak of the saint realm, the power he unleashed was actually more powerful than his peak saint status. This was really contrary to common sense.
"Tsk!"
The fiery red chain of order shuttled through the void and turned into a long whip. It was very agile and powerful, and came with terrifying murderous intent to kill.
Tu Tianhe was frightened, but he was not panicked. His expression became more and more solemn. With the frequent fights with Wang Teng, various magical powers and treasures emerged one after another, and at this moment, he also showed his profound knowledge.
He also has very rich combat experience. Although after taking over the Tushen Palace and becoming the master of the Tushen Palace, he has not engaged in a life-and-death fight for many years, and has not experienced such a fierce battle for a long time, but at this moment he has not
Having suffered a loss in this aspect, it can be seen that he has gone through countless battles before ascending to the position of the master of the Tushen Palace.
Those battles, every journey between life and death, are extremely precious treasures and wealth, showing their true value at this moment.
All kinds of magical powers were flying, runes were all over the sky, and the avenues intertwined and collided in an orderly manner, erupting into waves of terrifying power, causing the sky to roar.
Countless people in all directions were shocked. A battle of this level was so fierce. Every collision between the two sides was an exchange of Tao and Dharma, containing endless mysteries. While people were shocked by the tyrannical strength of both sides, they also felt as if they were
reward.
"Hoola!"
The red bird flew across the sky, its fiery red body covering the sky and the sun.
Wang Teng's whole body was bathed in endless divine fire, and the crimson flames burned half of the sky.
He waved his arms and used the Suzaku Art to attack Tu Tianhe's magical powers. The Suzaku figure squeezed the void and melted the sky. The two wings vibrated with raging fire, setting off a terrifying force that shattered Tu Tianhe.
of supernatural powers.
"Chirp!"
The phantom of the Suzaku raised its head and let out a long roar. Wang Teng swooped in and struck across. A wave of heat rolled in. The temperature was so high that it not only melted the void, but also melted the magical power contained in Tu Tianhe's
The magic power greatly reduces the power of the opponent's magical powers.
Then Wang Teng attacked, and his tyrannical power easily defeated the weakened magical power, tore it into pieces, broke through the shackles of darkness, and slashed towards Tu Tianhe.
Tu Tianhe's expression changed, and his heart was horrified. He quickly raised his hand and made a golden ring: "God-binding circle!"
He shouted loudly, and the golden ring flew out from between his palms and fingers, hit Wang Teng, and enveloped Wang Teng.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"
The God-binding circle is not an ordinary item, but an ancient secret treasure, reaching the level of a king's spiritual treasure.
Ancient weapon refining materials are comparable to those in the present world. The farther back the era, the more powerful those weapon refining materials are, and the more terrifying the magic weapons that are refined are.
Even if they are magic weapons of the same quality, ancient secret treasures are often more stunning, not only because of their special materials, but also because they have accumulated endless years, making them more complete in terms of spiritual intelligence and more condensed in terms of strength.
The God-binding circle flew forward, blooming with a dazzling golden glow. It was so dazzling that it actually blocked the attack of the order chain of the Divine Fire Avenue, and brilliant light spots sputtered out from it.
Then the God-binding circle expanded rapidly, and even shrouded the Suzaku activated by Wang Teng, trying to imprison both Suzaku and Wang Teng.
Wang Teng's eyes narrowed, and he used a flip of his hand to activate magical powers other than the Suzaku Art.
"The Ancient Ox Demonic Fist!"
He yelled loudly, and the Suzaku figure shrouded in his body cried. He turned his hands and fisted, and smashed into the God-binding circle.
He felt a hint of threat from the God-binding circle. This was not a mortal thing, but a powerful ancient secret treasure that was imprisoned and should not be treated carelessly.
Therefore, this punch contains many mysteries. In addition to using the Ancient Ox Demon Fist, an offensive magical power in the Ancient Gods and Demons Art, it also uses the power and power of the ancient ferocious beast's true blood in the body.
On his fist, not only a crimson chain of order appeared, but also a scarlet ferocious aura surrounded him. When he punched out with a terrifying power, it penetrated the void on the spot, and then with a "bang" sound, he hit that direction.
On the God-binding circle that enveloped him.
"when!"
The God-binding circle trembled violently.
"Get away!"
Wang Teng yelled loudly, his hair flying wildly, and he was unstoppable. The ancient god and devil fist erupted with great force, like a mountain torrent. It was out of control. He suddenly sent the god-binding circle thousands of miles away, smashing countless immortal mountains and mountains along the way.
"What?"
Tu Tianhe was horrified, his eyelids twitching.
The power burst out from Wang Teng's punch shocked him completely. With one punch, ancient secret treasures such as the King's Spiritual Treasure, such as the God-binding Circle, were shattered. What kind of terrifying power is this?
You know, when he just controlled the God-binding circle, he didn't hold back at all. He was determined to suppress Wang Teng, but he failed, and Wang Teng smashed the God-binding circle away with a punch.
"Whoa!"
The next moment, Wang Teng's body flashed, as if teleporting, and he appeared in front of Tu Tianhe: "The master of Tu Shen Palace is nothing more than this!"
"boom!"
At the same time as he finished speaking, Wang Teng raised his hand and punched him hard. The terrifying power made Tu Tianhe, the master of the Tushen Palace, have his soul erupted, his whole body became cold, and all the hairs on his body stood up at this moment.
I stood up and felt boundless horror and terror!
The aura of power emanating from this punch made his breathing suppressed, and he felt an unprecedented sense of crisis in his heart, as if the god of death was calling.
He exclaimed, turned over his hand and offered up another ancient treasure. It was a treasure pestle. There were cracks on it, but the aura was strong, and there was a faint intertwining of Tao and reason. It was a damaged holy warrior.
The moment Wang Teng's punch landed, Tu Tianhe screamed urgently and took out the pestle, stimulating thousands of rays of Buddha's light.
These ten thousand Buddha lights are sacred and brilliant.
The golden Buddha light illuminated the sky, and illusory shadows of the Buddha appeared in the void. They sat cross-legged in the void, closed their eyes and chanted Buddhist scriptures, and gathered on Tu Tianhe's body to form a golden cassock completely condensed by the Buddha's light.