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Chapter 210 Victory!

King Lao Peng planned to use his last trump card to defeat the enemy with one move. The golden energy in his body burst out like a mountain torrent, filling the world, giving people an unparalleled sense of oppression.

"They are serious about it, let's stay away." Qianyu suggested.

Xue Ji and Sha Qiang immediately ran away from the center of the battle, with Qian Yu following closely behind, running several thousand feet away.

Lang Bo was placed in a vitality protective shield by King Lao Peng. The storm of the battle could not hurt him at all. He was always very sad, with tears streaming down his face and his eyes swollen from crying.

Seeing King Lao Peng using his special move, the honest monk didn't hold back. He held the Vajra Demon Subduing Pestle, the Buddha's light spread all over the sky, and his skin turned golden, like a golden man.

"Golden Flame Divine Spear, a heaven-sealing strike!"

In the flash of golden light, Old Peng King's whole body was shrouded in golden light, which was enough to blind people. A golden flame divine spear tens of thousands of feet in size appeared behind him. This divine spear was so wide that it could cover the sky and the sun. It was completely condensed with vitality.

It is not a real thing, but it gives people a strong texture.

As soon as the spear appeared, a terrifying sense of oppression collapsed the desert below, which had become a hundred-foot ravine, and the area began to tremble violently. Qianyu and the others were far enough away when they saw the terrifying divine spear.

, they consciously fled back thousands of feet.

"boom!"

Under the control of King Lao Peng, the extremely shocking tens of thousands of divine spears directly penetrated the space and rushed towards the honest monk like an overwhelming force.

The divine spear almost covered half of the sky, and compared to it, the figure of the honest monk was even weaker than an ant.

The smile on the honest monk's face completely subsided and became very serious. He couldn't joke around at this time. If he was not careful, he would die, so he must go all out!

"I wonder if that dead monk can withstand it?" Qianyu was a little worried for the honest monk.

"What kind of cultivation level does that master have?" Xue Ji asked, "Only those at the peak of the God Transformation Realm can resist Old Peng King's move."

"I'm not sure. I only know that his cultivation level is above the Taiyi realm." Monk Lao Shi's cultivation level has always been unpredictable. Qianyu only knows that he is very powerful. As for how deep his cultivation level is, it is unknown.

Already.

While they were chatting, the Honest Monk also used a unique trick: "Vajra subdues demons and saves all sentient beings!"

"boom!"

A demon-subduing vajra pestle tens of thousands of feet in size, which was condensed from golden energy, suddenly appeared. In terms of momentum, it was not inferior to the golden flame divine spear of King Lao Peng.

This battle also attracted a crowd of cultivators in Sand City to watch. Even though they were hundreds of miles away, they could still feel the oppression and shock brought by the two terrifying forces in the sky.

Under the gaze of everyone, the frightening Divine Spear and Demon-Conquering Pestle collided violently.

"Rumble..."

After an extremely short silence, there was a burst of tremors, and earth-shattering noises were heard over and over again. The center of the battle became an abyss wider than ten thousand feet. If Lang Bo hadn't escaped quickly, he and King Qingpeng would have escaped.

Will fall into the abyss.

A strong wind blew up, and the sand was rushed into the sky. Everything within ten thousand feet of the center of the battle was crushed to pieces, and the space collapsed, turning into fragments all over the sky, and then slowly reorganized.

After about a cup of tea, the storm finally calmed down. Everyone was curious about who would win and who would lose in this battle.

Everyone looked anxiously at the sky above the center of the battle. Lao Shi Monk and Lao Peng Wang stood motionless in the void. Both of their faces were a little pale and their figures were a little embarrassed.

"Did they tie?" Shaqiang guessed.

"puff!"

As soon as Shaqiang finished speaking, Honest Monk spit out a mouthful of blood and his complexion became even worse.

"Monk, you lose." When Lao Shi Monk was weak, King Lao Peng held the Golden Flame Divine Spear in his hand, preparing to give Monk Lao Shi the final blow. With one step, he directly crossed the distance of space. With a flick of his wrist, the sharp spear

The sharp point stabs at the heart of the honest monk.

King Lao Peng's attack was fast and accurate, but the honest monk did not panic at all. He only chose to fight back when the tip of the spear was about to touch his body, because he knew that King Lao Peng would think that he could not avoid it and relax his vigilance.

As long as Old Peng King has the slightest vigilance, he can turn Old Peng King into a dead man!

"clang!"

Just when King Lao Peng thought he was sure of victory, the honest monk waved the magic pestle and knocked away the divine spear in King Lao Peng's hand. King Lao Peng's expression changed, and the development of the matter was beyond his expectation. At this moment

, the demon pestle hit Lao Peng Wang's head hard, and with a "bang" sound, Lao Peng Wang's head was beaten with blood and flesh, fell from the sky, and fell into the abyss.

The headless corpse of Lao Peng King also fell. During the falling process, a ray of soul escaped from the body and rushed into the void. Wanting to escape, the honest monk slapped a palm and wiped out the ray of soul.

Shoot them away, and from now on, there will be no Old Peng King in the world.

"Old gang leader!"

Lang Bo was already very sad, and the death of King Lao Peng made him even worse. He was extremely sad. But he did not take revenge immediately. Even King Lao Peng couldn't defeat the honest monk. He would die if he went. He promised King Lao Peng

, King Qingpeng must be buried properly. Even if he wants to take revenge, he must wait until King Qingpeng is buried well.

"The dead monk won!" Qianyu was very happy.

The honest monk breathed a sigh of relief, looked down at the abyss below, and said to himself: "You are still a little green to fight with me." After saying that, he lowered his body, appeared next to Qianyu and the others, and said: "

Donor, I said that as long as I am here, there will be no surprise, I..."

Before he finished speaking, the honest monk vomited out a large mouthful of blood and fell weakly in the desert.

"What's wrong with you, dead monk?" Qianyu was very worried and reached out to poke the nose of the honest monk. Fortunately, the honest monk was still alive, but his breath was a little weak.

"He is in urgent need of medical treatment now."

"Brother, take this master to the Blood Refining Hall." Xue Ji suggested.

"Yes." Qianyu needed a safe place for Monk Honest to heal his wounds, and the Blood Refining Hall was an excellent choice.

Only Xue Ji knew where the headquarters of the Blood Refining Hall was. Qianyu followed closely, and Shaqiang carried Honest Monk on his back, all the way south, which was completely opposite to the road to Leiyu. They walked for more than two hours and dozens of miles.

, the vast desert was full of wind and sand, so that the bodies of Qianyu and the three of them were covered in sand, and their lips were also chapped.

Xue Ji stopped in an open space and said: "Brother, we are here."

Qianyu looked around, there was sand everywhere and there were no buildings.

Xue Ji explained: "The Blood Refining Hall is hidden in a special space called Yuan Space. It is not as large as the Silver Wolf Clan, but it is enough for the members of the Blood Refining Hall."

"Metaspace?"

"Yes." Xue Ji continued to explain: "Cultivators of the Transformation of God Realm can create their own space and build another world in this space. This kind of space is called Yuan Space."

As she spoke, Xue Ji stretched out her palms to the void in front of her, and a faint blood-colored energy flowed out. Then, circles of water-like fluctuations spread out. Qianyu could feel that there was a wave in front of her.

Invisible space barrier, this should be the entrance to the metaspace.

"Okay, let's come in together." Xue Ji took the lead in entering the water-like space barrier. Qianyu and Shaqiang immediately followed. In the blink of an eye, the three of them disappeared into the desert. After a while, the space barrier also disappeared.

Gradually disappear, as if it never existed... (To be continued)


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