The strongest training system

Chapter 770
Looking at the space that Po Jun swung his sword at random, Wang Hao became serious.

He doesn't know how powerful the God of Destruction is in the upper realm, but he can compare it to the Barbarian King who was possessed by the Tyrannosaurus God.

Wang Hao is very sure that the Barbarian King who was possessed by the Tyrannosaurus God at the beginning is definitely not the enemy who is now possessed by the God of Destruction.

"Such a deeply shocking divine power, I really want to go to the upper world to see how magnificent it is."

Thinking of this, Wang Hao swung his sword, and the same surging dragon power swept across the world.

All of a sudden, the Yuanjing floating in the air [-] meters away, all flickered, like a sky full of stars.

The two just confront each other, and the fluctuations generated are about to destroy the land with a radius of ten thousand meters.

"Molten Fury!"

Before breaking the army, Wang Hao made a move, and he swung the sword in his hand, destroying the power of the god, condensing into billowing flames, tumbling heat waves, rushing towards Wang Hao.

The flame condensed with divine power is not as ordinary as Fanhuo. The condensed divine fire is like lava in a volcano. Wherever it rolls, even the air burns.

Even the supreme powerhouse will instantly be wiped out in the face of the divine fire.

But Wang Hao was not afraid. Compared with Huo Huo, even if the God of Huo Huo came down to earth, he might not be an opponent.

The flame controlled by Wang Hao is the most original power in the world.

"Flame of Chaos."

When Wang Hao's heart demon left, he left all his power to Wang Hao, and the one that benefited Wang Hao the most was the flame of chaos.

The chaotic fire wave instantly swallowed up Pojun's divine fire.

"Phantom Body Technique!"

Po Jun launched his movement technique, his body was like lightning, and he quickly avoided the attack of Chaos Flame.

He turned around flexibly in the air, and the blade of destruction in his hand pierced Zeng Zeng's space and stabbed at Wang Hao.

Wang Hao did not dodge, he reversed the real dragon sword in his hand, and blocked the blade of destruction with the sword body.

The Blade of Destruction collided with the True Dragon Sword. Two completely different forces collided crazily.

With the two of them at the center, the space quickly annihilated, and an endless void appeared.

The defense restriction ten thousand meters away is already crumbling.

Wang Hao glanced at it, and knew that he couldn't continue like this, otherwise the coalition forces would die before he and Pokong could decide the winner.

The coalition against the demons has already gathered more than half of the warriors from the human and monster races. If they all die, even if they win in the end, they will suffer a great loss of vitality and cannot recover for hundreds of years.

Wang Hao glanced at the endless void and had an idea in his mind.

He vigorously raised the real dragon sword in his hand, forcing Po Jun's sword away, then stretched out his left hand like lightning, and grabbed Po Jun's shoulder.

"Come with me!"

The figures of the two disappeared in an instant, without the divine power of the fierce collision, the originally broken space slowly recovered.

Wang Hao and Po Jun appeared in the void, the surroundings were very quiet, and there was nothing that might disturb them.

Po Jun sneered: "Is it really okay? In the void, my strength is stronger than in the Yuanwu Continent!"

His power comes from the gift of the God of Destruction. On the Yuanwu Continent, the laws of heaven and earth will increase the difficulty of power transmission, while in the void, the resistance is much smaller.

Wang Hao didn't answer. He had no choice. If he continued to fight in Yuanwu Continent, before the winner was decided, only two or three outlanders would be completely destroyed.

Po Jun holds the sword in both hands, and the purple arc on the blade of destruction beats more intensely.

"The warm-up is over, let me show you the real power of destruction!"

The Blade of Destruction was lifted up by Po Jun, Wang Hao's heart sank, and he retreated one after another.

The arc on the Destruction Blade turned into thousands of thunderbolts, smashing towards all directions.

If Wang Hao hadn't reacted in time, he might have been surrounded by thunder at this time.

Wang Hao dodged Lei Ting's attack, but his expression became more dignified. He found that the Thunder did not dissipate, but intertwined like lines.

After a while, under the interweaving of thunder, a giant appeared in front of Wang Hao.

This purple giant has a ferocious face.

God of destruction!
This look condensed with thunder is the true face of the God of Destruction.

Po Jun, who is the god of destruction, has his eyes swallowed by the purple light, his expression has become dull, and his sanity has been swallowed.

Now Wang Hao is no longer facing the Po Jun, but the real God of Destruction.

Wang Hao sighed, feeling worthless for Po Jun. He was obviously the earliest king in Yuanwu Continent. If he reached the Upper Realm, he might already be famous all over the world.

Now, he has become someone else's marionette.

"Let me end your miserable life."

Wang Hao mobilized the divine power in his body, and in the depths of his spiritual world, a towering divine tree, automatic without wind, filled Wang Hao's body with endless divine power.

The God of Destruction seemed to have sensed that Wang Hao was getting stronger, and his divine appearance condensed a spear full of destructive power, and threw it at Wang Hao without hesitation.

If the destructive divine power condensed in this spear falls on the Yuanwu Continent, one-third of the continent will be instantly destroyed!
Facing the attack of such power, how should Wang Hao face it?
Very simple, he swung the sword in his hand.

"Sword Eleven, newborn!"

The top thirteen martial arts, the top ten swords represent destruction, and the last three swords represent new life.

When all things return to chaos, chaos has experienced hundreds of millions of years to re-evolve all things.

Wang Hao's sword seems ordinary, but it contains the truth of all things.

The rebirth of Sword Eleven collided with the long hair that represented destruction.

There is no earth-shattering big bang, the two mutually generate and restrain each other, dissolve each other, and return to peace.

Destroying the God of Destruction, he condensed the spear again and threw it over.

This time, it was ten spears carrying the power of destruction.

"Sword Twelve, lush!"

After the rebirth, everything is thriving, and at a glance, it is full of lush scenery.

The spear was destroyed, but it was still not over.

After ten spears, ten thousand spears came through the air.

Wang Hao concentrated, and swung Jian Shisan's last sword.

"Sword Thirteen, Carol!"

Everything has flourished for millions of years, the breath of life is everywhere, and everything sings the praises of the greatness of the gods.

A sword cut down, no sword light, no sword energy.

In the void, wonderful music suddenly sounded, and the sound of singing made people fascinated.

Tens of thousands of spears completely melted away, and then, the appearance of the God of Destruction shattered inch by inch, melting away amidst the singing.

Even a god of destruction is still vulnerable in front of Wang Hao!
Wang Hao raised the real dragon sword in his hand, and the golden light shone in the void.

He wants to give Po Jun the last blow.

Countless divine power poured into the sword, Wang Hao's face was open and his whole body was majestic.

"Cut! God! Sword!"

The sword rises, the sword falls.

The golden sword glow completely cut into pieces the god of destruction, and then devoured Po Jun's body...

When the light dissipated, half of Po Jun's body had disappeared.

The power of the God of Destruction in his body was completely destroyed by the Zhan Shenjian.

Po Jun... is on the verge of death.

Wang Hao came to Po Jun and asked, "Is there any last words to say?"

Po Jun shook his head slightly, and said with great regret: "It's a pity that I can't see the decisive battle between you and it!"

Po Jun is really very regretful, he could have tried against the sky himself, but he was forced to bow his head by the burden on his shoulders.

He paused, and continued: "Actually, I am not as obedient to it as it seems on the surface, and I have tried to do something.

I saw a shadow through the star sea of ​​fate, I wanted to kill her, but failed.

You have to be careful……"

There was another name about to spit out from Po Jun's mouth, at this moment, his eyes suddenly opened wide, blood overflowed from his mouth, and he died.

Wang Hao's pupils constricted, Yuanwu Continent's will unexpectedly killed Po Jun silently in front of him.

contract!The contract signed when becoming a saint!
"The name it doesn't want me to hear, what exactly?"

……

Wang Hao returned to the Yuanwu Continent, and Qianji, Hong, Tiandi and Dragon Emperor walked out of the treasure house of the gods.

"Wang Hao, you did it!"

Wang Hao smiled, Pojun is dead, and the demons will no longer be a threat.

He looked at the land of ice and snow that had been devastated by the war and was filled with emotion.

"This... used to be my hometown."

Hong comforted: "The war has just ended, and a lot of waste is waiting to be done. You have to believe that the human beings you said to protect will change everything with hardworking hands.

In a hundred years, everything will be back to order. "

Wang Hao nodded, "The demons have no combat power, how to deal with the abyss and the remnants of the demons, you guys can do it."

The Emperor of Heaven said solemnly: "Okay, we will deal with it as soon as possible."

The demon clan has been resolved, but the greater crisis has not yet come.

Hong, Tiandi and Dragon Emperor went to the abyss, but Qianji was left behind by Wang Hao.

He repeated what Po Jun said before his death, Qianji opened the Destiny Starry Sky, but failed to find the figure Po Jun was talking about.

"My grasp of fate is not as good as Po Jun, or, he is lying to you."

Wang Hao shook his head, "At that time, we were in the void, and there was an unknown distance between Yuanwu Continent and Yuanwu Continent. If it used the contract to kill Pojun, it would definitely pay a high price. Even so, Pojun should shut up, it shouldn't be Fake."

He couldn't find a clue, so he could only give up for the time being.

Wang Hao came to the barracks, ready to meet Zhao Muer and Zhao Wudi.

Before arriving at Shuai Ying, a familiar figure ran towards him.

"Master!"

The person who came was a girl, dressed in a tight-fitting leather jacket, with a dashing and heroic appearance.

"Jingjing."

Wang Hao was very surprised, he didn't expect to see his apprentice on the battlefield.

After passing on Jingjing's martial arts at the beginning, Jingjing went to practice alone, and it has been several years since she left.

In the past few years, Jingjing has grown up and changed a lot.

Feeling the state of Jingjing Lingwu, Wang Hao was very pleased.

"It seems that you have not been lazy in these years."

Jingjing stuck out her tongue and head, "Master told me to practice diligently every day, how dare I forget it."

"I remember when you went west to practice, how did you come to this battlefield?"

"Speaking of which, it's a long story..."

At this time, another familiar figure galloped over.

"Wang Hao!"

The person who came was Zhao Mu'er.

Zhao Mu'er threw herself into Wang Hao's arms, unwilling to let go. In this war, Wang Hao experienced several disasters. Fortunately, he won and survived.

(End of this chapter)