The powerful explosion caused the entire small world to shake violently.
"Who dares to act wild in front of the Immortal Sword Gate? Break our Immortal Sword and the Mountain Gate?" More than a dozen practitioners rushed out surrounded by a young man with a violent face.
At first glance, this young man's body was emptied of wine and sex, his breath was very scattered, and he looked like he was possessed.
Gao Peng stared at the young man and said coldly: "Are you Wu Qingfeng?"
Although Wu Qingfeng was possessed by a maniac that made him extremely lustful, he still had fun in a side hall in the mountains.
Suddenly hearing an explosion outside, he immediately rushed out with others and saw a young man staring at him.
"Who are you? Are you looking for death? You dare to break our mountain gate and fairy sword. Kneel down in front of our young master and kowtow to confess your sins. Otherwise, you will die without a burial place..." A practitioner with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks pointed.
Gao Peng cursed loudly.
Gao Peng didn't wait for this guy to finish speaking, and struck him with one palm.
"Rumble..." The dazzling golden palm was like a mountain peak, striking at Wu Qingfeng and the others.
"Stop...don't hurt my son..." A shrill howl came, and a dazzling sword light burst out from inside and struck Gao Peng.
Gao Peng ignored the sword light at all and pressed down hard with his huge palm.
"Crack...ah..." The violent explosion was mixed with shrill screams, and Wu Qingfeng and the others were immediately blown into pieces and reduced to ashes.
"Ah...my son..." Wu Tianlei, the master of the Immortal Sword Sect, saw that Gao Peng had killed his son with a palm. This made him feel extremely distressed. With a howl, he rushed over with more than a dozen figures.
Bi Yuan's claws on Gao Peng's shoulders stretched out and scratched Wu Tianlei's sword into pieces.
"You... who are you? How dare you kill my son? I will cut your body into thousands of pieces and crush your bones into ashes." Wu Tianlei and a dozen elites from the Immortal Sword Sect immediately surrounded Gao Peng and raised his eyebrows.
With his hand, more than a dozen sword lights struck Gao Peng.
Gao Peng didn't talk nonsense to this bitch at all, he raised his hand.
"Rumble..." The entire space was suddenly covered with clouds, rolling dark clouds, lightning and thunder.
"Crack..." A thunderball as dazzling as the sun appeared in Gao Peng's hand instantly.
The huge thunder ball released a violent aura that destroyed everything, and was directly smashed towards Wu Tianlei by Gao Peng.
"Ah... thunder ball..." Wu Tianlei instantly felt the terrifying aura of death locking onto him.
The dozens of flying swords he had sacrificed were instantly imprisoned and stopped in the air.
"Ah..." Wu Tianlei exclaimed: "Confinement?"
He felt that his breathing, thinking, and heartbeat were all imprisoned.
He wanted to shout, but couldn't open his mouth.
Wu Tianlei's eyes suddenly showed a look of despair.
Who is this person? So strong? Why do you want to kill me?
Gao Peng stared at Wu Tianlei and said: "Your damn son has gone crazy and wants to go to the secular world to catch my daughter. You really deserve to die ten thousand times."
When Wu Tianlei heard this, he knew that it was his son who had killed himself and the entire sect.
"Boom..." A huge explosion came, and the earth shook violently, as if it was the end of the world.
The thunderball exploded, and Wu Tianlei and his entire sect were blown to ashes by this terrible thunderball.
The entire Fairy Sword Gate turned into a deep pit with black smoke rising.
Many experts in the small world heard the explosion and rushed over.
They saw that the entire Xianjianmen had disappeared and became a deep pit.
A young man with a strong breath stands there.
Who is this person? With the strength of a person, he destroyed the entire fairy sword door.
This is terrible.
What is this person? Is this terrible?
Wu Tianlei, the owner of Xianjianmen, is already in the later stages of the Grand Sacred Realm, and it will rise. It was killed by a thunderbolt by this young man, and the door was destroyed. This was terrible.
Gao Peng snorted coldly and glanced at the monks who rushed many. He hummed coldly: "The practitioners who dare to enter the worldly world are died."
After Gao Peng finished speaking, Yiyang.
"Boom ..." A loud noise, the exit of the small world appeared in the statue of Gao Peng with three heads and six arms out of thin air.
The statue of this statue releases thousands of gods, like a god of heaven, the eyes of the eyes of the world exudes a powerful god of heaven.
Gao Peng knows that there are countless cultivation martial arts hidden in the small world of the Nanshan Mountain. If these people go out to make trouble, it will be troublesome.
Anyone who is not right, as long as you dare to get out of this small world, you will be killed by the statue you left.
This idol is hidden in Gao Peng's powerful divine thoughts.
"Well ..." Gao Peng finished speaking, stepped out one step, disappearing.
"Huh, who is this person? Even dare to threaten the monks in our small world, really looking for death." A gloomy emperor realm sneered and rushed to Gao Peng's statue.
"Bobo ... ah ... Ah." On the statue of Gao Peng, the god of God flashed. The master of this great emperor screamed, and his body exploded directly to turn into a blood mist.
Gao Peng is the Emperor Haotian in the Thirty -three Realms. These practitioners are in front of him, not even dust.
"Ah ..." The practitioners saw that the masters of the great emperor blown directly, scaring them to leave quickly.
After a while, the news of a powerful idol of three heads and six arms appeared at the exit of the small world, which spread throughout the small world.
Countless practitioners rushed over.
They watched this powerful idol from a distance, and did not dare to approach.
The coercion of this idol is too strong, that is, the masters of the great sanctuary are also frightened.
"Huh, the practitioner of our small world is not scared."
The old man wearing a robe and exuding the atmosphere in the late stages of the Great Saint, walked over.
"Zhao Zongzhu."
Zhao Jianshan, the master of Shengyun Zong, the first gate of the world.
All the monks watched the prince of the largest sect.
"Zhao Zong, you are here."
"It's okay, Zhao Zong is here."
"Zhao Zongzhu is in the late Great Saint, and he will rise immediately. He should be able to kill this ugly statue."
Many practitioners quickly asked Zhao Jianshan and bowed to gift.
Zhao Jianshan stared at Gao Peng's statue, and he also felt the strong breath and compression of the statue.
He is a powerful master of the Great Saints. What level can this statue be strong?
Even if it is strong, it is just a statue.
Hum, this guy who does not know how to die, get a statue here, isn't this challenged to the cultivation of the whole small world?
Zhao Jianshan walked to the statue of one hundred meters, and a cold hum, sacrificing a thunderous hammer.
"Boomlon ..." This god hammer into a dazzling hammer -shaped mountain peak with endless killing to Gao Peng's statue.
"Hmm ..." Suddenly, Gao Peng's statue made a cold hum, and his eyes burst out.
This eyes are a holy Lord's eyes. (Unhappy to be continued)