The divine power of the avenue was pouring out, and the arrow pierced the forehead of the ancient demon dragon king.
In an instant, the incarnation of this spiritual thought collapsed on the spot, as if it had been shot.
However, the Ancient Demon Dragon King is not truly dead. After all, he is a strong man in the quasi-god realm.
Even though Mo Wangchen's arrow was powerful, it was impossible to kill the clone in one go.
However, he might not be able to live long after being penetrated by the divine power of the great avenue.
Under the eyes of everyone in the audience, the incarnations of the ancient demon dragon king gathered together again, and their original figures emerged.
But compared with just now, at this moment, his figure has already faded a lot, as if it will really disappear at any time.
After receiving an arrow shot with all his strength by Mo Wangchen, this clone was no longer able to fight anymore.
The moment his body condensed and recovered, he turned around and walked away without thinking, turning into a stream of light and flying away quickly.
"Want to run?"
Mo Wangchen sneered, stepped on the true secret of Lin, and pursued him. It was impossible to let the opponent go.
Although this is just a clone and not the real body, if it is killed, it will be a big loss to the main body of the Demonic Dragon Ancient King.
The most important thing is that Mo Wangchen cannot let the other party leave with the Demon Dragon Demon Halberd.
This is an important weapon that the ancient kings of the Demonic Dragon Clan have used to kill all their lives. Its power exceeds that of ordinary holy ancestral weapons, and is almost as powerful as the Futian Bow.
"Leave me alive!"
Mo Wangchen used the Linzhi True Technique to its extreme. In the blink of an eye, he pursued him and stood in front of the Demonic Dragon Ancient King. With his palms stretched out, the infinite power of the great avenue poured out, gathering in an endless stream.
Don’t forget to keep it in the palm of your hand.
"I will fight you until death!"
The Ancient Demon Dragon King shouted angrily. Under Mo Wangchen's palm, he knew very well that his clone would probably not be able to leave alive.
The biggest reason why I wanted to escape just now was because I didn't want the demonic dragon halberd in my hand to fall into Mo Wangchen's hands.
Originally, he thought that with an incarnation and a magic halberd, it would be easy to kill Mo Wangchen, but he never expected that Mo Wangchen's strength was far beyond his expectation.
"Bang!"
The sound of the explosion echoed, and under the eyes of everyone in the city, the body of the Demonic Dragon Ancient King finally exploded and turned into a black mist that filled the sky, like blood, and dispersed in the wind.
"Boom!"
In his hand, the Demon Dragon Demon Halberd fell from the sky and smashed into the ground below. The entire Ling'an City instantly broke into two halves, and a bottomless crack appeared. The scene was extremely shocking.
"Buzz..."
Mo Wangchen stood in the sky and stretched out his big hand. In an instant, the magic halberd that fell under the crack flew into his hand. He stood with the halberd and looked into the distance. There was the direction of the Demonic Dragon Clan.
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"Whoa!"
After a moment of silence, he no longer hesitated, his body flew out, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
"The God King's physical strength killed the demon dragon ancient king's clone and took away the demon dragon's magic halberd!"
Not long after he left, the news spread throughout the Daluo Heavenly Realm at an astonishing speed.
In less than three days, the news seemed to have grown wings, passing through the teleportation circle and falling into the ears of everyone in the Daluo Heaven Realm.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this. Even the clone of the ancient king was killed. It was hard to imagine how powerful Mo Wangchen was now.
"In this world, if the ancient gods don't appear, is there anyone who can fight against the divine king body?"
"It's so terrifying. Even the powerful clone of the ancient king can be killed. Is Mo Wangchen already so powerful?"
"I heard that he seems to have only cultivated in the Celestial Realm. He has not even entered the demigod realm, but he actually has such amazing combat power. Even if he is the son of the Heavenly Dragon Emperor, he is probably nothing more than this, right?"
Whether it was the human race or the ancient race, they were all extremely surprised after hearing what happened in Ling'an City.
"Speaking of which, Mo Wangchen has a godhead in his body. He will definitely directly realize the ancient god instead of a demigod. The divine king body is unparalleled and can kill enemies by leaping through the ranks. If he steps into the ancient god, he will definitely be the second one.
The God King Ji Yihao!"
"After the battle in Ling'an City, Mo Wangchen traveled eastward with a very clear destination, pointing directly at the Demon Dragon Clan. In the past few days, during his eastward journey, he provoked people in the Yanwu Alliance wherever he went.
All the territories and branches of the Demonic Dragon Clan outside, according to the time calculation, I am afraid that they will arrive at the Demonic Dragon Clan in two days."
Everyone was talking. As soon as they learned the news, they rushed to the Yanwu League early in the morning, because everyone knew very well that the fiercest battle was about to come.
"Even though the Demonic Dragon Ancient King was deprived of his magic halberd, he is still a strong man in the quasi-god realm. With him in charge, the Demonic Dragon Clan's land will be like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den. It's easy to get in and difficult to get out. Why did Mo Wangchen dare to be so blatant and go straight away?
?”
"There must be some unknown reliance. During this period of time, Mo Wangchen has been taking charge of the Demon Dragon Tribe, but the real body of the Ancient Demon Dragon King has never been seen. Instead, he only went to a clone. In the end, he was
Mo Wangchen was killed. It seems that there must be something in Mo Wangchen that made the Ancient Demon Dragon King jealous, so he didn't dare to go forward and kill him."
All parties gathered together to form the Yanwu Alliance, and there was endless discussion and talk. However, no one knew what Mo Wangchen relied on.
Two more days have passed...
Among the rolling mountains, human figures float, looking from a distance, they look like large swarms of locusts.
These are all cultivations from all over the Great Luo Heaven Realm, and now they are gathered outside the Demon Dragon Clan, all in order to witness the upcoming war.
"According to worldly calculations, the body of the God King should be arriving soon. Why is it so late to be seen?"
"Could it be that he had already arrived just like when he traveled south to the Xuandi Palace, but he just set up a large formation in secret, so he didn't show up?" Someone speculated.
"The true art of the formation is indeed powerful, but I'm afraid that the Demonic Dragon Clan has long been prepared to resist such formations, not to mention that there is a strong man from the ancient king personally taking charge. Even if Mo Wangchen secretly lays out numerous killing formations, I'm afraid he won't be able to resist them.
Too big an effect.”
In the mountains, silhouettes of people floated, and more than ten thousand people gathered together. Most of the prominent people from the entire Daluo Heaven Realm, regardless of ancient human races, came here.
Not only are the strong men of the older generation, but there are also many proud men of the younger generation. They all live in separate places, standing in the void, waiting for the war to come.
"Many major holy masters have come. Demigod masters who were rarely seen in the past are like cabbage on the street. There are hundreds of them here. This is just on the surface. I'm afraid they are still hiding in secret.
Some."
Storms and clouds are gathering around the Demonic Dragon Clan, and a war that attracts worldwide attention is about to break out.
However, at this moment, in a certain mountain thousands of miles away from the Demonic Dragon Clan, Mo Wangchen's figure appeared.
As early as yesterday, he changed his route and did not go towards the Demonic Dragon Clan. Instead, he came here. What appeared in front of him at this moment was the ancestral land of an ancient tribe.
Looking ahead, at the ancestral land enveloped by a burst of holy light, Mo Wangchen whispered, "The Divine Scale Clan..."