Great fusion of the heavens

Chapter 142 The 36th floor!
The power of the ghost protector is unimaginably powerful now. With a single palm, the entire air is crushed and exploded. A series of air explosions are continuously issued, and the air collapses, forming an air pit.

Blast Wenpeng directly.

"Damn!"

Wenpeng obviously didn't expect that the guardian of the ghost clan would become so powerful after devouring the same clan. The power of this palm has already surpassed the general Xuandi!

"Supreme Demon Physique, Mad God Fury!"

bang bang bang-

In Wenpeng's body, there was a burst of explosion suddenly, and the power emanating from the texture was as hard as a diamond, and Wenpeng's body also emitted a faint metallic light!

"Ben Lei Jin!"

The ghost energy in the body turned into thunder, and punched out!
Rumble!
The ferocious thunder energy burst out from Wen Peng's fist, and when the terrifying Ben Lei energy touched the giant palm of the ghost energy, the two made a violent sound suddenly, symphonic back and forth among the 35 floors .

"Running Thunder! Explosion!"

Wen Peng took a step forward, and the thunder in his hand exploded again and again. With a tyrannical force that almost swept away everything, he abruptly shattered the ghostly giant palm.

"Worthy of being a member of the Wen family who has controlled the devilish energy of our family, he can still fight like this at this time!"

"But, it's over!"

"Quack quack!"

The ghost guardian sneered, and then boundless ghost energy surged out of his body, like steam rising from boiling water. In a blink of an eye, the black ghost energy enveloped the ghost guardian.

However, Wen Peng could still feel the terrifying power from the tumbling black air.

"This guy abandoned that physical body!"

The black air gradually condensed into a human figure, naked, with two purple light spots on his head, staring closely at Wenpeng like eyes.

This is the real appearance of the ghost race. The appearance of those human beings is all illusioned by them.

Mo Tongtian said in a deep voice: "The ghost clan body?"

"Boy! Run away, this place is obviously not suitable for you!"

Without being able to use profound energy, Wen Peng would not be able to use the Zhu Shen Sword.

Naturally, the nirvana can't be used.

Wen Peng nodded, stepped on Zi Youta, and his body sprang out like a purple awn.

"Want to run?"

The guardian of the ghost clan laughed wildly, and when his body moved, a black afterimage appeared in the air. Wen Peng only felt the sound of wind whistling behind him, and immediately after that, there was a palpitating terrifying power that shot towards My back rushes forward!

Wenpeng stomped heavily, his body stabilized forcibly, his fists clenched tightly, and he bombarded out involuntarily.

But the strength of the ghost clan protector obviously exceeded Wen Peng's expectations.

A dull sound suddenly rushed out, and the domineering force crushed Wen Peng like mountains and seas, as if being hit by a mountain, his body flew upside down hundreds of meters away.

"Damn!"

Wen Peng's body drew a ravine on the ground, and when he slapped the ground with his palm, the whole body flew into the air. After standing still, he looked coldly at the ghost guardian in front of him.

The body of the ghost guardian flickered, and he came to Wen Peng in an instant, and said with a smirk: "Boy, I advise you to hand over Wen Yu obediently, maybe I can leave you a whole body."

Wenpeng sneered, "Go ahead and dream."

With a thought, hundreds of long swords quickly appeared around Wen Peng.

From Xuanyu to now, he has been killed all the way and exploded.

Hundreds of long swords were held by Wen Peng with a ghostly aura, and each one had an extremely sharp cold glow.

Super fusion of two long swords of the highest level!
"Hey! Congratulations to player Wenpeng for obtaining the mysterious weapon: Silver Light Sword!"

With the hands in hand, there was a slight silver light on the long swords, and as Wenpeng swung his palm, all the long swords rang out softly.

The sound of sword groaning.

"Wu Shuang Sword Qi, come out!"

"Seven Killing Swords of Punishing God! Destroy a thousand armies with one sword!"

"Two swords move the sky!"

Hundreds of long swords condensed into a giant sword, and the heavy breath pressed on the body of the ghost guardian, the whole earth seemed to be trembling.

"go with!"

Wan Jian Chao Zong general.

Each of the hundreds of long swords was of the highest quality. Under the leadership of the silver light sword, they tore through the space and stabbed at the ghost guardian!
"Since it's not the Sword of Executioner, what is there to be afraid of?! Hahahaha!"

With a movement of both hands, a huge black tornado rose from the ground, and the crazy ghost energy spun wildly like tearing the air, and a majestic tearing force swept away from the tornado.

The long sword was submerged in the tornado, and hundreds of long swords gradually disintegrated in the tearing of the ghost energy. Although Wushuang sword energy cut the tornado, but in a split second, it condensed again , is of no use at all.

"The grade of the mysterious weapon is not low, but can you display its true power? Hahaha!"

The super-fused silver lightsaber has reached the heavenly rank.

But Wen Peng couldn't bring out his true power, and the same was true for those heavenly martial arts.

"Ghost Wind Xiaoyue! Go!"

Following the loud shout of the ghost guardian, the angry tornado of ghost energy roared towards Wenpeng.

Mo Tongtian said in Wenpeng's mind: "Wenpeng! Run! Run deep! Go up to the 36th floor!"

As long as he reaches the next level, there is no restriction, and Wen Peng can use the Exorcism Sword.

With Zhu Shenjian in hand, even if he loses to this guy in front of him, he will not lose!

Wen Peng nodded, unfolded his figure, and ran to the depths!

As long as he finds the entrance to the next floor, Wen Peng can fight back!

Over 30 floors, experience has been accumulated, as long as he breaks through another layer, he can upgrade!
At that time, it will be Xuanhuang Intermediate.

It is equivalent to directly crossing three small levels.

The guardian of the ghost tribe looked at Wen Peng with a very mocking gaze, and a sneer came from that face where no facial features could be seen: "Run! Run!"

"Hahaha!"

The ghost protector jumped up and came to the top of the ghostly tornado, driving the tornado, and rushed towards Wenpeng more and more quickly.

For him, Wenpeng is already a bird in a cage, a meat in a pot, where can he go?

Feeling the ghostly tornado approaching from behind, Wen Peng cut out a few unparalleled sword qi without hesitation, slowing down the speed of the ghostly tornado.

Several unparalleled sword qi were swallowed up.

"My Cao! How many ghost clans will I meet in the future, I will kill one of them in the first place!"

After the ghost clan devoured each other, it was really terrifying.

"I saw it! The barrier of the Sky Tower!"

Wenpeng breathed a sigh of relief as he looked at the huge barrier in front of him.

As long as his body touches this barrier, he can directly reach the next floor!
At this time, the tornado behind him was already close at hand!
Wen Peng gritted his teeth.

The body soared into the air, but the tornado behind him was even faster, directly enveloping Wen Peng.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Wen Peng's body touched the barrier of the Sky Pagoda.

The ghost protector's eyes sank, each floor of the sky tower is randomly teleported, if Wen Peng is released, he is not sure that he will take Wen Peng down next time!

"Don't want to run!"

Grabbing Wenpeng's ankle with one palm, the two disappeared on the 35th floor at the same time.

"Hey! Congratulations to the player for breaking through the 35th floor..."

(End of this chapter)