In Taifeng City, the crowd has been paying attention to what happened in the third heaven.
The six proud men of the Northern Wilderness surrounded and killed Mo Wangchen, all of whom were young kings of the third level of the Ancient God Realm.
However, at this moment, the battle has reached this point. Not only did they fail to kill Mo Wangchen, but two of them died in Mo Wangchen's hands.
"let me!"
When the second person died, Wu Qiyue became furious and felt that he had been greatly insulted.
Mo Wangchen, the six of them fighting together, seemed to be struggling so hard even though their cultivation levels were similar, and they seemed to feel like they were about to be killed. For him, it was simply a shame.
The cold shout fell, Wu Qiyue opened his mouth and spat out a drop of blood, and then an ancient bronze bell appeared in his hand.
He threw the bronze bell violently, and in the blink of an eye it enlarged, covering the sky like a mountain, standing in the sky with extremely astonishing power.
"Ancestral blood, coagulate!"
He took a deep breath, sacrificed the drop of essence and blood, and punched it into the bronze bell. Suddenly, the power of the bronze bell became even more terrifying, and he smashed it out angrily. This blow was beyond the realm of ancient gods.
The range that a third-level powerhouse can display.
"Secret method?"
Mo Wangchen narrowed his eyes and seemed to see something.
This is a secret method similar to forbidden magic. It activates the essence and blood and is forcibly performed. The power can exceed the level that one's own strength can perform.
"Boom!"
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen rushed up. Not only did he not retreat, but he actively faced the bronze bell that was hit hard.
The body of the God King opened and closed, and he was like turning into a meteorite. During the movement, the holy light around him continued to bloom. It was a terrifying holy power that disintegrated the void.
"Boom!"
Another earth-shattering explosion was heard, and Mo Wangchen shook the bronze bell with his physical fist and smashed it out angrily.
"Bang!"
The bronze bell suddenly shook and was stagnated in mid-air by the force of the punch.
"Boom!"
The second punch was unleashed, the punch was like a howling wind, making the entire space scream, and it hit the bronze bell hard again.
"Bang!"
As if the bronze bell was hit hard, the entire bell body began to tremble crazily. A huge crack opened where Mo Wangchen's fist struck, and the entire bronze bell was blown away at this moment.
Wu Qiyue's expression changed dramatically. This bronze bell was his most powerful protective weapon. It had the power to defend against all enemies. It was as hard as the divine iron above the nine heavens. At this moment, he also sacrificed a drop of blood essence and tempered it into it.
Inside, the defensive power of the bronze bell is much stronger.
But even so, under the bombardment of Mo Wangchen's fists and kicks, the bronze bell that should have been unshakable in Wu Qiyue's eyes was actually smashed into a huge crack, and it was about to explode completely.
"A divine body that can be compared with the Immortal Sword Body is not just something to talk about casually. Up to now, if you still think that Mo Wangchen is just a rising star, then you are wrong. He already has a real power that can threaten the Holy Spirit.
The strength of a sub-level genius!”
In Taifeng City, many people from Donghuang spoke with excitement. In any case, in this assessment, Mo Wangchen represented Donghuang in the battle. The more powerful he showed, the more powerful he was for Donghuang.
The more vanity satisfaction you get.
"In front of my divine king body, any holy object is no different from an ordinary soldier. If you want to kill me, unless you can let your ancestor of the Wu family climb out of the grave in person, otherwise, you can kill me with just a drop of ancestral blood.
It’s too much to underestimate me, don’t Wangchen.”
After snorting coldly, Mo Wangchen stepped out of the air. His body was like a mountain, and every step he took made the entire space tremble.
"Boom!"
The fist glowing with golden light came out angrily again and hit the copper bell hard.
"Kakakakakakakaka..."
Under this blow, the bronze bell could not bear it at all, and the huge cracks began to spread rapidly around, eventually spreading throughout the entire bell body, and exploded in the blink of an eye.
"puff!"
The bronze bell was fused with a drop of Wu Qiyue's blood, and was smashed to pieces by Mo Wangchen. Wu Qiyue himself was naturally affected, instantly coughing up blood and turning pale.
"Whoa!"
He no longer hesitated, his body retreated violently, and he actually wanted to leave here directly.
no way.
He had already used his most powerful trump card, but he still couldn't defeat Mo Wangchen. Instead, he was severely injured by the opponent. If he didn't escape, it would be no different from waiting to die.
"disease!"
Not only Wu Qiyue, but also the other three people who survived, after looking at each other, started to evacuate one after another.
By now, they had obviously realized that Mo Wangchen was so powerful that they could not defeat him just by working together.
"Now that we are here, how can we leave if we don't leave our lives behind?"
Looking at the four figures retreating violently, Mo Wangchen did not pursue them, but spoke coldly. With one word, the life and death of Wu Qiyue and the four of them were determined.
"Buzz..."
In his hand, the God King Futian Bow, which had not been used for a long time, appeared. He squeezed the bow in his hand and slowly opened it, but there was an infinitely powerful divine power gathering, causing the general trend of the world to surge like a tide, even the space.
Became twisted.
"Chi chi chi chi..."
The moment the divine bow was drawn to the full moon, four astonishing arrows shot out with infinite momentum. If they could make a small world collapse, they shot at the four Wu Qiyue who were running away.
go.
"Bang bang bang!"
In the blink of an eye, the dull sound of explosion spread.
The speed of the arrow was extremely fast, and it seemed that the moment it was launched, it arrived behind Wu Qiyue and others, killing them on the spot, exploding into a blood mist, and destroying both body and soul!
"Buzz..."
In Taifeng City, the space trembled slightly. When everyone reacted, four figures had already been pushed out from the third level of the sky. They were Wu Qiyue and the others.
"If you want to kill me, just come over here. The so-called reverse bloodline of your Holy Son Tianlan cannot stop me."
In the third heaven, Mo Wangchen raised his voice, and his voice was like thunder, resounding in all directions. This was a declaration of war against the Holy Son of Tianlan.
At this point, there is nothing left to say between the two sides. Mo Wangchen knows that Holy Son Tianlan will not give up easily, but why is he not the same?
If he could still sit still after being bullied like this by others, then this would be too inconsistent with Mo Wangchen's character.
Rather than starting a war with the Holy Son of Heaven in the next few heavens, Mo Wangchen hoped to end it in the third heaven.
Because here is the pinnacle of his strength, and he has the confidence to suppress anyone.
Going up, just to the fourth level, it has exceeded Mo Wangchen's current cultivation level. Even though his strength has been forcibly upgraded to the fourth level of the Ancient God Realm, it is not his true strength after all.