"Is this the Saint of Pagoda that you have always been proud of?"
Mo Wangchen sneered and glanced at Long Heng, who looked slightly pale, "I don't think he's that good at all."
"you!"
Long Heng's expression turned extremely ugly. The Buddha's Holy Soldier was the Dragon Clan's supreme treasure. In all eternity, no one had ever been able to break out alive from the formation composed of twelve Holy Soldiers.
But now, the power of the God King's body is far beyond expectations.
That kind of power is like that of an ancient god. With one punch, it can shatter everything!
"kill!"
At the same time, behind Mo Wangchen, the other eleven powerful dragon clan men also attacked and killed. Eleven terrifying attacks came, covering all sides of Mo Wangchen's body, leaving him helpless.
The form of escape.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
Mo Wangchen waved his golden fist and resisted with his physical body. Protected by Haotian Divine Art, his Divine King Body was equivalent to a peerless holy weapon. There was no magic weapon in the world that could compare to him using the Divine King Body to fight against these pagodas.
Holy soldiers are better.
Facing the onslaught of more than a dozen dragon clan experts, Mo Wangchen pushed the Haotian Divine Art and the Immortal Sutra of Creation to the extreme. While resisting, he could also launch a fierce counterattack.
"Bang!"
He seized the opportunity and smashed the Buddha Saint Soldier in the hands of a powerful dragon clan man, and then used a clean attack to kill the opponent in the blink of an eye.
Up to now, one of the twelve ancient god realm experts of the Dragon Clan has died, and the holy weapon has been destroyed. Even if it is just a replica, it must be a huge loss to the Dragon Clan.
More importantly, in the face of such a predicament, Mo Wangchen did not fall into inferiority. Instead, he became more and more courageous and took the lead in killing one of the twelve ancient gods. This immediately made everyone who witnessed the battle
The cultivator was extremely surprised.
"Is his strength already so terrifying..."
In the Eastern Wasteland, somewhere in the Monster Clan, Yao Wuliang has never stopped observing this battle since the war began. Now, he is already extremely surprised.
Mo Wangchen's combat prowess in the battle subverted his own understanding.
If those twelve pieces of Buddha Saint Weapon were placed in their demon clan, almost every one of them could be called an unparalleled treasure. However, even such a holy thing, held by twelve ancient gods, would be unparalleled.
I can't help but don't forget the dust.
Looking back on the past, I fought a fierce battle with the Divine King Body on the Langya Mountains. Although I was defeated in that battle, the gap between me and Mo Wangchen was not too big. How did I know that after so many years, the opponent was actually
It has grown to where it is now.
Even if he has entered the first level of the Ancient God Realm, Mo Wangchen can only look up to him now!
"Master..."
Beiming, the realm of ten directions.
Zhang Feng and the Old Holy Lord, including many disciples of the Dan Sect, are now gathered in the square. Although this battle is far away from the Shifang Territory, the intensity of the battle is so shocking that even here, they can barely
Saw some battles going on.
Seeing that Mo Wangchen was so brave and brave, and took the lead in killing one of the enemy's men, whether it was Zhang Feng or the disciples of the Dan Sect, there was a look of incomparable excitement on their faces.
"This is the master of our Mo Pavilion!"
In Yunchu Academy, almost all the disciples of Mo Pavilion gathered in front of the main hall of Mo Pavilion, standing in front of the statue of Mo Wangchen, looking far into the sky, with extremely excited and exciting colors in their eyes.
"The young bird back then has now truly become an eagle, fighting in the sky and becoming invincible in all realms!"
In the Yunhuang Palace, Jun Muqing stood together with the Yunhuang, and naturally witnessed the whole process of the battle. She couldn't help but sigh, every time the news about Mo Wangchen came back over the years, she was extremely surprised.
The growth of the other party is so astonishing. If he keeps moving forward, nothing can stop him.
However, this kind of person, in her eyes, was once considered a dandy young master who was born with a useless body!
No matter who it was in the four regions of Tiannan who saw this battle, they were all shocked beyond measure by Mo Wangchen's strength.
The young god king of the past is now the true number one in the whole world!
"These bad guys are so annoying. They are all chasing me here. When I become stronger in the future, I will definitely help daddy deal with them."
In a city not far from the Piaomiao Palace, Meng Yurou and Xiao Mingyue were playing here. The two of them were also shocked by the battle. Xiao Mingyue snorted and an angry look appeared on her face.
Meng Yurou touched her little head and said with a smile, "When Mingyue grows up, we can't be like your father, beating and killing her every day, otherwise no one will dare to marry her."
"Ming Yue doesn't want to get married. Mingyue wants to stay with her father and mother all the time." She pouted.
…
At the same time, in the sky thousands of miles away from this city, above the Yaochi, space has already collapsed on a large scale. The intensity of this battle has obviously reached the critical point that the Tiannan Barrier can withstand.
Don't forget to fight alone against eleven powerful men from the ancient clan who hold the sacred weapons of the Pagoda.
He had to admit that these pagoda holy soldiers were indeed extraordinary. Even with his divine king body, it was extremely difficult to truly destroy them.
Since the war, his white clothes are stained with blood. After killing the first dragon master, now, another person has been killed by Mo Wangchen. The twelve ancient gods of the dragon clan have arrived, and now only nine are left.
people.
Under their constant attack with the Holy Soldiers of Buddha, Mo Wangchen, even though he had the body of a god king, had inevitably suffered some injuries, including those dragon masters, who also had many injuries on their bodies at this moment.
The white clothes were stained with blood, and Mo Wangchen could no longer tell whether the blood belonged to him or those of the dragon masters.
He has endless murderous intent in his eyes. Although his body has suffered some trauma, to the God King's body, it can only be regarded as superficial trauma at best and has almost no impact.
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The battle continues, and now, Mo Wangchen has already taken the initiative. His divine body is unstoppable, and he fights the remaining nine dragon clan masters alone. He uses his physical body to continuously bombard the pagoda holy soldiers in their hands.
"Bang!"
There was another shocking explosion, and the Buddha Saint Soldier in the hand of a dragon clan expert turned into powder and was smashed to pieces by Mo Wangchen with a punch.
"die!"
A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he took advantage of the situation to strike with a series of strikes, directly killing the strong dragon man on the spot.
"Another one died!"
Everyone in Yaochi looked extremely surprised.
Those were all masters at the third level of the Ancient God Realm, and now, Mo Wangchen had killed four of them in succession!