Nangong Sheng in the field of vision is taller than before, with deep silver-purple eyes, long and enchanting purple-blood hair, and some bright red-purple blood patterns are vaguely visible on his skin.
There was a touch of evil cruelty at the corner of his mouth, with an aura of terror that intimidated the kings and geniuses in the audience.
Many geniuses present had difficulty breathing, and the true energy of some kings fell into stagnation and trembling, suppressed to the point of being unable to move.
Fortunately, that evil and terrifying aura only came for a moment and was quickly suppressed.
call
The talented elites outside the Divine Formation Building breathed a sigh of relief, and watched Nangong Sheng walk towards the Divine Formation Building with a look of horror on their faces.
"Please be careful"
"Jiu Wuji" of Jiuyou Palace said in a deep voice: "The aura of this child is abnormal, and it is very close to the power of the god remaining in the Evil Sky Tower. I am afraid that he has been assimilated by the power of the evil god, and his mind is twisted..."
As soon as this statement came out.
The strong men from many teams present were in an uproar, looking sideways, full of hostility and wariness towards Nangong Sheng.
Jiu Wuji's eyes flickered, and a hint of coldness flashed across his face.
He had entered the Evil Sky Tower and guessed that "Nangong Sheng" might have inherited the remaining power of the ancient god.
"Yes, I have also entered the Evil Sky Tower..."
"No wonder the intimidating aura in Xietian Tower no longer exists."
Outside the Divine Formation Building, many kings and leaders agreed, looking at Nangong Sheng with a trace of greed in their eyes.
Anyway.
Nangong Sheng has touched the realm of gods and even obtained the power inheritance of the ancient god Xie Yang. How can this not make people jealous?
In addition, the purple-haired Shuangxie had offended many forces before.
"Let's all work together to capture this son and interrogate the secrets of the ancient god Xie Yang."
"Jiu Wuji" from Jiuyou Palace suggested through the message.
In front of the Divine Formation Building, there were at least twenty or thirty virtual god kings gathered.
With so many kings joining forces, even the Great Emperor would have to retreat three points, not to mention that Nangong Sheng's cultivation had only just reached the peak of a king.
Swish Swish Swish
Suddenly, figures on the field shook, and a peak king, led by Jiu Wuji, and six domain-level kings took the lead.
Especially Jiu Wuji, before he reached the peak of kingship, he had a combat power that was inferior to that of the Zongheng Emperor.
"Hand of the Devil"
Jiu Wuji shouted in surprise, and one of his arms suddenly burned and expanded, turning into a giant black hand that connected the heaven and the earth, triggering the majestic and billowing black cloud flames, and hooded Nangong Sheng.
Buzz-boom——
The giant black hand, billowing with demonic flames, was dozens of feet long and wide. It protruded from an abyss vortex filled with demonic energy. Its power was more than twice as powerful as before.
"This Jiu Wuji's "Demon Heaven Skill" has actually been cultivated to the sixteenth level, and the power of the Demon Heaven's Hand has reached a new level."
Some of the sect's geniuses present were shocked and applauded.
This is because in Xieyang Mansion, all kinds of power and power are suppressed to the limit. If it were placed in the outside world, this palm would definitely be earth-shattering.
no doubt.
At this moment, Jiu Wuji can already compete with the Xushen Emperor.
Boom bang bang
Also taking action were six domain-level kings, many of whom had combat prowess comparable to that of peak kings.
"Hahaha, let's go together and kill this thief"
Some nearby kings couldn't help but take action to vent their anger at being plundered by the two evil spirits in the past.
Boom puff puff——
Seeing that, many kings including Jiu Wuji attacked, hitting Nangong Sheng's body.
"A...swarm...of mole...ants"
Nangong Sheng's demonic face showed a trace of cruelty and violence, and his voice was cold and word by word.
He stood there, not dodging or dodging, and allowed the attacks to fall on him.
"Boom-"
With Nangong Sheng as the center, a layer of twisted silver-purple divine light drags layers of ghostly shadows, like ancient giant monsters, roaring with bloodthirsty, crushing the eight wastelands.
click
Jiu Wuji's "Devil's Hand" with the demonic flames rising was broken every inch, and the attacks of the other kings were as if they were made of paper.
Immediately afterwards, the field was filled with howling ghosts and wolves, and the screams were continuous.
Bang bang bang
The seven kings headed by Jiu Wuji were blown away by an overwhelming force that suppressed the world.
"How can it be……"
Jiu Wuji's face was filled with shock, and he spat out a mouthful of blood in mid-air, leaving no room for him to fight back.
That terrifying power was absolutely crushing.
Wow wow
Several kings vomited blood, were knocked away, fell to the ground, and passed out.
"Ahhh"
There were two or three kings and a dozen half-step kings who died tragically on the spot due to the penetration and aftermath of that force.
And all these changes happen in just one or two breaths.
hiss
Many talented elites in the audience gasped and stood stunned on the spot.
"What level of power is this? Just the backlash of the true energy can knock Jiu Wuji flying, obliterate several kings, and more than a dozen half-step kings..."
Some strong men on the periphery had their backs soaked with cold sweat.
"you……"
Jiu Wuji fell to the ground, his whole body falling apart, his eyes filled with panic and disbelief.
"Anyone who offends me will be killed without mercy."
The corner of Nangong Sheng's mouth evoked a cruel and murderous look, and his cold eyes swept over Jiu Wuji and the powerful men from Jiuyou Palace behind him.
"Everyone be careful"
Jiu Wuji's face turned stern, and his whole body of demonic energy began to boil and vibrate.
"Magic Force Field"
Jiu Wuji stood proudly in the void, and a twisted black force field appeared in the void around him.
This demonic force field is Jiu Wuji's unique defensive skill. It can deal with group fights and buffer and absorb power to the maximum extent.
However.
His demonic force field had just been formed, and changes suddenly occurred.
"die"
A series of silver and purple double images, followed by traces of blood waves, and a "bang bang" sound shook Jiu Wuji's body.
"ah,
A scream suddenly stopped.
On the spot, Jiu Wuji's body had turned into a pool of blood, and even his soul was instantly annihilated.
"Jiu Wuji"
"Senior Jiu"
The remaining geniuses and elites in Jiuyou Palace all turned pale with horror.
The teams of some nearby forces were even more horrified, feeling a chill spreading from the soles of their feet to their entire bodies.
Those who had taken action against Nangong Sheng before had even turned pale.
"It's too scary to kill Jiu Wuji with one move."
"What kind of power is this? Did Nangong Sheng really inherit the power of the evil god..."
After a moment of panic, the scene fell into a deadly silence.
This scene even alarmed some giants in the Divine Formation Building, the royal family, and the Tianxuan Palace.
"What a terrifying power, coming from the same lineage as the Evil Sky Tower..."
Xuanyuan Wen's expression turned serious.
Zhao Feng, Xin Wuhen and others also looked outside.
And next, they witnessed a scene of bloody massacre.
"Ahhhhh"
The remaining kings and half-step kings in Jiuyou Palace screamed repeatedly and were crushed into bloody water by a series of silver and purple ghosts.
Nangong Sheng's attack method is extremely special, crushing material souls; whether they are physical bodies or ethereal spiritual bodies, they are all killed.
"How is it possible that this is a power characteristic that can only be possessed by the 'Xuanguang Holy Power'..."
The true energy and blood in the Ninth Prince's body trembled.
A look of solemnity appeared on both Xin Wuhen and Xuanyuan Wen's faces. At this moment, Nangong Sheng's aura of power was truly terrifying and beyond common sense.
One or two breaths.
The entire elite team of Jiuyou Palace was uprooted by Nangong Sheng.
Then.
Nangong Sheng licked his tongue, evoked an evil and cold smile, and glanced at the kings who had just taken action.
"ah"
Those kings who took action were so frightened that they couldn't care less about serious injuries and were in a state of panic.
booming
Nangong Sheng raised his hand in the air, like squeezing ants, killing several kings and affecting some half-step kings.
"stop"
The apricot-robed woman from Tianxuan Palace, Luo Zun from the royal family, the Eighth Prince, the withered-faced old man and other kings all took action to stop him.
Bang bang bang
Before these powerful kings could get close, they were blown away by a blood wave caused by a silver-purple double shadow.
"The Sword of the Holy Emperor"
The Ninth Prince shouted in surprise and pulled out a dazzling golden sword in his hand.
"ah"
Before he could take action, he was blown away by a layer of strange silver-purple shadow with blood ripples.
Outside the Divine Formation Building, there was a panic.
Buzz
At the same moment, the "white door frame" of the Divine Formation Building lost the infusion of the king's power and was rapidly closing.
"stop"
Xuanyuan Wen stretched out a hand to stabilize the "white door frame", and a wave of the Emperor's will that shocked Tianxu rushed towards Nangong Sheng.
Nangong Sheng paused, licked his lips, and looked at the only "Void God Emperor" Xuanyuan Wen on the field.
The impact and oppression of the emperor's will had no effect on him.
This in turn aroused Nangong Sheng's fighting spirit and ferocity. The silver-purple radiance on his body became more dazzling, and the purple-blood patterns on his skin became more vivid and enchanting.
The terrifying aura of power made it difficult for everyone on the field to breathe.
Under the king, it is almost difficult to use true energy, and even the power of blood is suppressed.
"This power..."
Xuanyuan Wen felt the real energy in his body trembling, and it was difficult to operate as he wished.
The biggest difference between the False God Emperor and ordinary kings is the perfection at the soul level. In essence, there is not much difference in power.
In other words, even if it is as powerful as Xuanyuan Wen, its power will be suppressed.
"Zhao Feng, why didn't you stop him?"
Then Brother Zhuge, in a hurry, what did he think of?
At this time, "Nangong Sheng" is almost uncontrollable. Even if Xuanyuan Wen takes action, he has no chance of winning.
If a real fight breaks out, it will be a disaster.
Mo Dongyao on the side glanced at Zhao Feng with a cold look on his face, as if to say, this is all your fault.
"Fortunately, Nangong Sheng has not lost his nature and reason. The people he killed were all the people he was chasing or enemies with before."
Zhao Feng nodded slightly.
Not bad...is this called okay?
Senior Brother Zhuge, Ninth Prince and others present were almost choked with sobs.
Nangong Sheng's fighting power exploded and reached an unrivaled level. If a god stood in his way, he would kill a god, and if a Buddha stood in his way, he would kill a Buddha.
A moment of effort.
The kings in front of the Divine Formation Tower scattered in fear.
Nangong Sheng also felt bored, licked his tongue, and with a terrifying aura, he approached Xuanyuan Wen step by step.
Xuanyuan Wen's face burned with anger, and the light of will in his eyes was concentrated to the extreme. He slowly raised one hand, and wisps of crystal clear light traces appeared in the void around him, exuding a taboo aura.
"Stop"
The expressions of senior fellow apprentice Zhuge, Xin Wuhen, the royal family and other powerful men changed greatly.
Once a fight actually breaks out, the consequences will be disastrous; judging from the level of strength displayed by Nangong Sheng, it is almost invincible without the combined efforts of everyone.
not to mention.
Nangong Sheng is not alone, he is just one of the purple-haired evil spirits.
"enough."
In this extremely depressing atmosphere, a voice sounded faintly.
This voice broke the shadow of terror that suppressed the entire venue; everyone in the venue suddenly felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.
Nangong Sheng's steps froze.
There was a trace of struggle in his eyes, and the coldness and murderousness were gradually fading.
call
Senior Brother Zhuge and the others breathed a sigh of relief as they felt relieved, and their eyes couldn't help but turn to the purple-haired boy with a slightly frowning brow.
Anyone who is familiar with it knows that among the purple-haired evil spirits, this purple-haired boy has always been in the dominant position.
Only he can stop Nangong Sheng at this moment.
(The first update is coming; blood and tears, please recommend, monthly ticket. There is still a week to get married, there are a lot of things, and Fast Food has been working very hard to update)