Mysterious blood boils

"No need! Ruthless!" Xuanyuan Peng sneered, and the second punch, which contained a stronger light energy from the gods, struck out. The first punch just now was only his deity's skill, and he wanted to try it. Pure low-level divine power, if you fight against a low-level god, how strong is his real power?The result is that they are evenly matched, and he is an early god who has just stepped into the god realm, and the eighteen-winged angel in front of him is a lower god in the middle stage of the secret realm.He tested the limit of this person's skill with one punch, and the second punch suddenly exploded with nine times the combat power...

Boom!The power of the gods he mobilized increased ninefold in an instant. This is still the nine times the power of the emperor's seal that he mobilized. Another trump card, the one-gas transformation of the three cleans, has not yet been used.

"Not good..." The god-level angel saw that Xuanyuan Peng dared to reject his invitation to fight, and was furious. He was about to forcibly drag him into the god-level space for a one-on-one fierce battle.Suddenly he saw Xuanyuanpeng's second punch, which was extremely fierce. As soon as that punch was punched, he felt that the divine power contained in the front of the fist surged like a mountain roaring and a tsunami. With one punch, in an instant, the number increased by nine times...

A ruthless punch, as if he wanted to kill the person in front of him, as if he wanted to ruthlessly destroy all the enemies in front of him, Xuanyuan Peng fiercely punched him out...

The god-level angel was covered by ruthless fist power, and wanted to leap and dodge, but was so coerced that it was difficult to leap. In panic, the eighteen light wings clasped and locked in front of him urgently, protecting himself in the billowing light. In wing energy protection, for angels, light wings are not only wings for flying, but also natural protective wing shields!

"Peng!" Xuanyuan Peng slammed his fist on the shield of light wings, and with a frightening trill, countless rainstorm-like light feathers were shattered and exploded by him, and a large cloud of blood sprayed like a curtain...

"Wow!" Amidst the miserable screams of the god-level angel, his divine body appeared.Was smashed into pieces by a fist, blood rain, a low-level godhead covered with fine lines, bathed in blood rain, flew out, trying to fly to the void to escape, but was shaken by the shock wave, fell to the dust with a bang .

With a wave of Xuanyuanpeng's big sleeve, he suppressed that inferior godhead in the emperor's seal!

"Form the formation. Kill him!" The middle and high-ranking angels around him were all furious when they saw him beheading a god in public. The angel skillfully laid down the arrays of light gods of various sizes...

"Kill!" Thousands of light god formations with hundreds of people flew up.Every god formation turned into circles of circling light and shadow gun formations, interspersed with shocking sword shadows, rushing towards Xuanyuanpeng frantically.The light and shadow of the holy spear and the holy sword hovering like the wind seem to have split the sky and pierced the sky...

"Looking for death!" Xuanyuan Peng stood on the ground of the catastrophe battlefield.The rolling Pangu's light poured into the eyes like a tide, and there was a snort.Two bundles of five-element sword energy shot out from his eyes. It was his technique of Shangshangshenquan that stimulated his Great Five Emperors swordsmanship, and shot out with the divine light in his eyes...

"Shua!" Two beams of five-color sword energy shot out from Xuanyuan Peng's eyes, and shot towards the radiant arrays that were rushing towards him...

"Puff, puff, puff..." His eyes fixed on the light god formation, and the formation was bombarded with flesh and blood by his five-color sword energy, which burst out with nine times the attack. His inferior divine power, those sixth-, seventh-, eighth-, and even ninth-level angels are simply unable to block the bombardment of his staring sword energy...

"Crackling..." Xuanyuan Peng's eyes flashed with five-color sword energy, and he spun around in place. Thousands of light gods were blasted to pieces by his five-color sword energy. With him as the center, amidst the screams, tens of thousands The mid-level and high-ranking angels howled miserably, and their flesh and blood were blown away by him, their light wings were shattered, and their angel hearts were smashed into scum by his sword energy!

"What a cruel human boy!" An icy roar came through the air, and a flash of lightning exploded through the air. Xuanyuan Peng saw that a lightning god flew from the light of the lightning. Thousands of meters away in front of him, lightning flew all over his body, and in the palms of his hands, there were hundreds of millions of tiny lightning shadows...

"I, the lower god of the Lightning God Clan, Arturo, the little Nanman of the East, report your name!" On the handsome face of the Lightning God, it was as cold as billions of years of ice!

"Dongfang, Lord of the Nadir, Celestial Sumeru, Xuanyuanpeng!" With a long roar, Xuanyuanpeng crossed the space of a thousand meters in one step, wrapped in a rolling fighting spirit, and with nine times the divine power, he slashed over with a "burial" move. , Above the edge of his fist, there was a phantom of the eighteenth hell, as if a punch was blown out, and Arturo, the young and handsome god of lightning, would be buried in the nine hells.Looking from a distance, the power is infinite!

"Xuanyuanpeng is right, your doomsday is here!" Arturo sneered, he raised his big hand, and hundreds of millions of lightning bolts frantically condensed, condensing into a ball of lightning light at a dizzying speed, facing Xuanyuanpeng's fist shadow , then threw it out, that lightning ball contained trembling thunderstorm energy, he threw it with a palm, and roared in his mouth: "Explode me!..."

Just as he uttered the explosive word, before the lightning ball flew to Xuanyuanpeng's fist shadow, the moment it hadn't touched it, Xuanyuanpeng's soles trembled, and his figure disappeared without a trace in front of Arturo of the lightning protoss in an instant. trace!

"..." At the same time Xuanyuanpeng disappeared, Arturo let out a deafening burst of words, but as soon as he yelled, the roaring mouth was shocked by the sight of Xuanyuanpeng's ghost disappearing. He couldn't catch his breath, he just watched his lightning ball, whistling, lasing, and suddenly exploded in the mass of angels. After all, there are angels in all directions...

boom! ...Thousands of angels who were tragically affected were blown into a bloody mist by the sudden explosion of the lightning ball, and countless broken bones and flesh flew around, which was unspeakable!

"Just by you, you dare to claim that my end is here?" A cold and merciless voice sounded from behind Arturo, making him tremble. Before he could react, Xuanyuanpeng's big hand As fast as lightning, he grabbed the back of his neck terrifyingly suddenly, and a terrifying air current rushed down from his neck, shaking his angelic body until every inch of it burst out blood. ...

"Crack!" Xuanyuanpeng's big hand, with lightning speed, twisted off Arturo's head from the neck. The headless corpse was spurting out blood. He didn't even look at it. Xi's phantom flashed, and he suppressed the head of the lower lightning god, together with the godhead in the sea of ​​consciousness, on the Xidi magic circle.

"Xuanyuanpeng, you kill my members of the Lightning God Clan, do you think there is still a way out?" Arturo's tragic death enraged the masters of the Lightning Angel Clan above the void. , a low-level lightning god descended from the depths of the clouds and mist in the deep space...

"Om!" Before that person could walk out from the beam of lightning, the five-color sword energy contained in Xuanyuan Peng's eyes stared at him like a landslide...

collapse!That lightning angel, with its lightning wings, was blasted into a large rain of blood by Xuanyuanpeng's five-color sword energy, and one of his heads, like porcelain vulnerable to a single blow, made a cracking sound , was stared at by the five-color sword energy, exploded into bone dregs, a broken godhead rolled down, and before it fell into the blood mud, it was suppressed by Emperor Xuanyuanpeng's seal with a flash ...

"Lightning Protoss?" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes followed the light of the lightning, looking into the vast void, deep in the clouds, and suddenly saw the boundless army of angels in the sky, standing on top of the white clouds one after another , On one of the white clouds, there was lightning and thunder, as if it was the source of lightning. In the world of thunder, a large number of lightning protoss stared at Xuanyuan Peng coldly and mercilessly, like a group of high gods overlooking the mortals.

Peng!Xuanyuanpeng stomped the ground, and his figure instantly disappeared from the eyes of countless angels rushing towards him!The space was turbulent, the void trembled, and in an instant, his figure appeared in the army of angels full of white clouds, above that lightning white cloud... As soon as he emerged, he saw on that white cloud, branded Countless runes, as hard as divine iron, have become the battle platform of the Lightning Angels...

"The little bastards who are not as good as the pigs and dogs in the East dare to climb on the cloud battle platform of our Lightning Protoss?" On the lightning white clouds, there are tens of thousands of Lightning tribesmen, most of them are at the peak of the ninth level. , there are hundreds of low-level gods, each of them is surrounded by electric light, and there is a kind of arrogance that is born noble and indifferent to all living beings on the face.As soon as they saw his face, the two lightning clansmen who were at the peak of the ninth rank roared, stretched out their big hands, and two beams of lightning flashed towards their faces...

"Looking for death!" Xuanyuanpeng had been prepared for a long time. His eyes were shining with the light of a sword. As soon as he was above the lightning battle cloud, when he saw someone attacking him, he stared at the two of them. The five-color sword aura , as long as his eyes are fixed on someone, he will descend on them in an instant, and with a puff, the two sixteen-winged lightning angels, which are comparable to the peak of the ninth order, are blown into blood mist by the pressure of his sword...

"Xuanyuan boy, you deserve to be struck by lightning..." On the lightning battle clouds, fifty thousand lightning angels surrounded a lower mid-level Dzogchen god. He was the strongest lower god on the scene. With a roar, he suddenly activated the lightning. The god formation, their [-] clansmen, stands on a lightning battle cloud, and the densely packed runes are a lightning god formation. Although four clansmen are missing, how many people are always in the god formation in the realm of the gods. No matter how much power, as long as the gods who control the eyes of the core formation exist, they can activate a nearly perfect power of the formation.

The lack of four marginal clansmen is only a little bit imperfect! (To be continued..)