One thousand and sixty-six chapters kill Vientiane Son
Dao Ling's fist was raised, and an astonishing wave filled the air, overwhelming the whole place, making everyone around him tremble, feeling like a sacred mountain was exploding, and his body was about to burst!
Some people in the Duanmu clan were shocked. They felt that a great master came to help, and they faced the Holy Son of Wanxiang!
"Damn it!" The face of the Holy Son of Wanxiang was ferocious. He never expected that a powerful enemy would come to kill him at this moment. He said furiously: "You are looking for death!"
The Holy Son of Vientiane has billowing air waves all over his body, and all kinds of magical beams bloom, bright and dazzling, extremely dazzling.
"Now, take your life!" Dao Ling roared, the sound was so loud that the rivers and mountains were shaking. At the same time, his body pressed forward, like a real dragon attacking.
Dao Ling's fist smashed up, and the void shattered directly, covering the head of Wanxiang Holy Son and blasting him away.
The Holy Son of Wanxiang was roaring, and he did not dare to underestimate Dao Ling. He knew the terror of the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm, so he entered his strongest state when he came up. Various magical beams of light erupted from his palms, and he attacked him!
"Boom!"
Dao Ling's fist collided with the palm of Wanxiang Holy Son here, and the divine light soared, roaring across the sky and cracking the sky.
"Bang bang bang!"
However, Dao Ling's attack this time was much more terrifying than before. He was shouting loudly, his murderous aura shook the sky and the earth, shaking the void, and his dazzling golden fists exploded one after another.
Void was beaten to pieces, and every punch rippled through mountains and rivers. He was so brave and unstoppable that it shattered the magical beam of light in the palm of the Holy Son of All Things, blasting it into his palm.
"Crack!"
There was a sound of bone cracking, and the face of the Holy Son of Wanxiang was distorted. It felt like the entire palm of his hand was going to explode. This made him horrified. He felt that the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm was going crazy and wanted to tear him apart!
"What a terrifying combat power. Who is this guy? He is so terrifying!" An old man from the Duanmu clan was surprised.
"It should be Zhang Ling. Isn't this boy Zhiwen befriending a supreme figure with extremely strong physical strength? I guess it's Zhang Ling."
Several elders of the Duanmu clan have guessed Dao Ling's identity. Now their situation is very bad. They are dead and wounded. If Dao Ling hadn't arrived in time, they would have been annihilated.
"Kill this monster!" Duanmu Zhiwen roared, rushed into the battlefield, and attacked Yaojun.
"A few little kings dare to come here to seek death!" Yao Jun smiled coldly, his expression was very cold, as if he saw a few ants coming to seek death.
"Get out of my way!" The treasure cauldron in his hand exploded, threatening the world, and roared, blasting towards an opening blocked by several Duanmu clans.
This is a small fortress, and the Duanmu clan has been blocking it here for a long time. Inside, the glow is dazzling, and the aura of life is permeated.
A woman in a long skirt with fluttering skirts stands here, like a goddess of life, with green clouds flowing from her skin, overflowing continuously and flowing into the altar at her feet.
This altar is very ancient, it is colorful, there are some cracks, and many of the sacred lines of the avenue have been erased.
Duanmu Changqing was repairing the altar, because the altar was shaking, and something seemed to be coming out from underneath. This was a big change.
"You bastard!" The heroes of the God Realm were also paying attention to this scene. Xiang Yun, the third elder of Wanxiang Academy, looked very ugly.
The faces of the powerful men from all races were uncertain, because they had just seen Xirang with their own eyes!
And this Xi soil, Duanmu Changqing did not know how to get it under the altar, this is to seal the Xi soil inside!
Xiang Yun never expected that just when they were about to succeed, the Demon King of the Tibetan Realm would come here, and their success would simply fall short.
The powerful men of all races were paying close attention nervously, and the big shots were very uneasy. Some people's eyes were red. It was hard to imagine that Xirang actually appeared, and that he was in the Tibetan world!
Although this battlefield is small, the battle is extremely shocking. There are huge fists across the entire battlefield, creating boundless fighting power.
Dao Ling was roaring, his long black hair was dancing, and he was majestic. He fired the real fire, and when his palms trembled, the sky and the earth sank, and he raged forward.
"Ah!" Wanxiang Holy Son was howling miserably, his whole body trembling from Dao Ling's whipping, and he was almost suffocated.
He was never Dao Ling's opponent. He had been defeated before, but now faced with a humanoid real dragon that was extremely fierce, there was not much room for resistance at all, and he was almost cut off.
"Go away!" The Holy Son of All Things was so mad that his origins were stimulated and burned fiercely. His entire body seemed to turn into a magical light wheel, shooting out various magical beams.
"Everything strikes the sky seal!"
He formed a terrifying seal that rotated in space, integrating all the magical powers he had learned into this seal, intending to strike down the sky and cut off the sun.
This seal came out horizontally, like an ancient mountain sitting down, and various magical beams exploded, pressing towards the top of Dao Ling's head.
At the same time, the Holy Son of Wanxiang jumped up and flew towards Duanmu Changqing. He wanted to take away the soil and escape like lightning.
But it is a pity that Wanxiang Holy Son's wishful thinking came to nothing. Wanxiang struck the opponent oppressed by the Heavenly Seal, his whole body was burning with divine radiance, and his blood was rumbling.
Terrifying thunder sounds were heard one after another, and all directions trembled. The void was instantly riddled with holes, penetrated by various terrifying beams of light, and the scene was overwhelming.
"The heaven-shaking divine sound!"
Daoling roared, the rivers and mountains shattered, and the roaring objects hit the sky seal and shook in the air. Finally, it couldn't bear it and exploded.
At the same time, Daoling's whole body was filled with divine energy, his golden blood exploded, and a tsunami-like rumbling sound spread out. This was an invincible fist strike here.
"Big Dipper Fist!"
The space where Dao Ling punched trembled, and the layers of void collapsed. In order to emit chaotic light, the stars in the sky fell out one by one, pushing towards the Holy Son of All Things.
"Ah!" Wanxiang Holy Son howled miserably, and was hit directly in the back. The terrifying punch penetrated his body, and his chest was torn apart and almost collapsed!
The blood is spilled, the murderous intent is fierce, and it is a terrifying scene. The Supreme Being of the Infinite Realm is also here to drink his hatred.
"Devil King, you and I are at odds with each other!" The Holy Son of Wanxiang was ferocious, his eyes were upturned, and he roared to the sky.
"Take your life!" Dao Ling shouted and flew out. His body was too terrifying, golden blood and energy were everywhere, and the world exploded!
The Holy Son of Wanxiang roared, feeling invincible. He was roaring, and with a mouthful of Tian Ge, a terrifying air flow surged out, piercing through the young man who was charging towards him.
This mouthful of Heavenly Ge is extremely astonishing. The medium-level treasure is released, and the divine patterns of the avenue are filled with it, causing the avenue to shake, and it is about to split the sky!
Dao Ling holds a giant axe, and his momentum dominates the world, as if a divine king wants to create heaven and earth here!
"Boom!"
The heavy ax came down horizontally and was rotated by Dao Ling. His arm was like a big windmill, swinging the ax crazily and smashing it. Every blow was heavy and powerful!
"Clang!"
The harsh trembling sound was whirling, and the trembling sound of each blow penetrated the cracked gold and stone, swayed through the sky, and sparks flew.
"Demon King, take out your golden gourd and show me how terrifying this treasure is!" Holy Son Wanxiang roared, feeling that Dao Ling was humiliating him.
"Are you worthy of a golden gourd to kill? That's simply wishful thinking!" Dao Ling's eyes flashed with cold electricity.
"You are insulting me!" The Holy Son of Wanxiang let out a shrill roar, Tian Ge burned violently, the inner divine energy was chattering endlessly, and the diffuse divine patterns of the great avenue became even more brilliant.
These Dao Divine Marks are blessed by Tian Ge, and each trace is dazzling, like a Dao Divine Chain, heading towards Daoling.
"Shatter the universe with an axe!"
Dao Ling roared suddenly, and the energy filled with the black giant ax increased sharply, and the sharp energy tore through the sky and surged out.
"Crack!"
The divine patterns of the great avenue were penetrated and could not withstand the waves of the giant axe. The void in this area was completely shattered, which made people feel embarrassed.
Boom!
Dao Ling's body followed the pressure, holding a giant ax in both hands, and hit Tian Ge fiercely!
Tian Ge trembled, and the shock caused the Holy Son of All Things to bleed from the tiger's mouth. He almost lost control of it, and there was a look of fear in his eyes, and he lost his voice: "Didn't you say you don't need this thing?"
The Holy Son of Wanxiang howled miserably. This was a terrifying scene. A golden gourd hung above Dao Ling's head, and a river of swords spit out in an instant, which was enough to kill him!