Immortal God King

At the moment, the Dragon battle is really amazing. The huge body is towering into the sky, and the clouds are around his waist, making it hard for people to see the shape of his upper body. When they looked up, they could see two thick golden lights shining down from the sky.

That's the eye of dragon war.

The white embroidered clothes are ferocious, and the crazy color shines in the eyes.

"Is that who you are?" There is still a ray of shock in the tone of white embroidered clothes.

At about the same time, longzhan launched an attack.

He raised his right foot and suddenly stepped on the white embroidered clothes.

One foot takes up half of the sky. It's huge. The huge shadow of ginger white embroidered clothes completely shrouded, but also covered all his escape space.

White embroidered clothes sneer, six wings concussion, the body has disappeared in the original place, appear again, already in a hundred miles away. His speed was so fast that it was almost like a flash of lightning.

As soon as he appeared, his face froze.

Because the huge golden fist seal fell from the sky, blocking all his retreat.

Longzhan's body is not only big, but also has no reduction in speed!

The huge fist seal is like a golden mountain, suddenly smashing the white embroidered clothes into the ground!

There appeared a big pit, which collapsed for thousands of feet, huge mushroom clouds rose up, and countless crisscross cracks appeared on the surface, just like cobwebs, which were spreading wildly around.

Roar!

In the big pit, came out the white embroidered clothes angry roar!

"What's it called?" A big foot, like a God's foot, stepped down directly.

Dong, Dong!

The dull voice is earth shaking, and the pit is expanding. Then, the dragon war frantically stepped on the ground, huge shock wave swept around, the mountains within a thousand miles were rumbling down, here has been a mess!

People were stunned. The power of dragon war was terrible. Just the power of the flesh, there is such explosive power, white embroidered clothes will not fight back.

At the end of the day, the place was full of scars and smoke. There were huge pits on the ground with a depth of thousands of feet and a radius of more than ten miles.

And in the big pit, you can see that the white embroidered clothes are covered with blood, half of the body has dived into the rock, and the body is not twisted.

People didn't expect that the descendants of the White Emperor Palace were so badly abused by blood.

"Enough!" The white embroidered clothes suddenly rushed out, the complexion was ferocious and terrible, and the mouthparts had been broken.

"I will be the God of the White Emperor Palace!" White embroider clothes to drink a way.

As soon as the words came to an end, longzhan's huge body flashed in the same place, and countless ghost illusions appeared in the void. When he appeared again, he came to the white embroidered clothes, a big hand held the white embroidered clothes, suddenly a pinch.

The creaking sound of making people's teeth sour came, and the white embroidered clothes were deformed by his squeeze. The next moment, long Zhan let go of Bai Xiuyi, grabbed one of his feet and fell to the ground, then lifted it up and fell down again.

Dong.

Dong.

Dong.

There was a dull voice in the void. In a short time, Bai Xiuyi was thrown more than 1000 times by longzhan.

He has been completely deformed, like a pile of rags, paralyzed there.

"The weak God." Long Zhan said, raising his right fist, his arms suddenly become strong, and the upper meridians are rapidly protruding, one by one like an angry dragon.

He showed the extreme way of strength, combined with his invincible body strength, ready to end the white embroidered clothes.

The void was suddenly pierced, and a huge black hole was suddenly blasted out around his fist seal, from which countless vigorous winds blew out.

Before the fist arrived, the huge power of the fist had fallen, the ground was cracking, and the six wings of the white embroidered clothes were cracking.

"Dragon war!" The white embroidered clothes, which have turned into mud, feel the crisis of life and death at this moment.

If you are hit by this blow, you will lose your life.

The power of longzhan's fist is too terrible. Even the half step emperor can't take it. He will be blasted to pieces. At this moment, the white embroidered clothes burst out with great momentum, and the broken body suddenly burst into a black red flame.

Then he saw the white embroidered clothes rushed into the sky, and the broken body was quickly repaired. At the same time, he looked up to the sky and roared, dispersing the suppression in his body. A steady stream of divine power, like a river burst, poured into the meridians of the whole body.

He has been controlling the divine power to fight with longzhan, because he is afraid that if he can't go out, he needs to live here for a long time. So he's controlling consumption, but now, he can't control it!

His whole body in the rapid repair, half step of the emperor's momentum soared to the sky, earth shaking, shock heaven and earth, the world is shocked.

The strength of this momentum and the purity of its divine power are really rare in the world.

At this age, when you reach this level of cultivation, you are just a genius.

Just a few breaths, he's back to the top!

His eyes cold looking at the dragon war that matchless fist, the crazy color in the eyes is more and more thick.

"I'll take it!" Bai Xiuyi said, and then he saw his eyebrows glowing. In a moment, a black hole appeared in his eyebrows. A pure King's power rushed out of his brow!

The power of the God King is like an invisible Dao, which comes down from the sky and rubs the body of longzhan.

With a puff, the left half of longzhan's body split in an instant. There were crisscross cracks on it, and the flesh and blood were peeling off!

"Where is the king's power?" Yue Qingyi was stunned.

"This is the king's power, not Mahayana's or Hinayana's!" Mei Jianxue narrowed her eyes.

The king of Mahayana is also divided into three, six and nine grades. The most powerful one is Mahayana. But no one who can enter the realm of God is a mortal, but a peerless master.

The black hole in Bai Xiuyi's eyebrow is expanding, and then you can see a bloody left arm rushing out of his eyebrow.

There was an illusion in front of everyone's eyes, as if they were in a sea of blood, breathing with bloody breath. The white embroidered clothes seemed to be in a huge shadow, and a hellish scene appeared around them.

At his feet, there are all kinds of gods fall, the rise of demons vision. He stood there like a dark god destroying all living beings.

After the bloody left hand appeared, the whole huntian cave was shaking. In the distance, huntuo, who was recovering rapidly, also felt his breath stagnated, and his face was shocked.

He saw the power of the white embroidered clothes in Pangu, and also saw the white embroidered clothes making waves in huntian cave.

But did not see the white embroidered clothes have a bloody left arm.

After the left arm appeared, it was still bleeding. The evil spirit rushed to the sky, and the resentment was amazing, just like the ocean.

"The king's left arm!" Some people feel that it's not good. If they don't break through the void as soon as possible and cross the country, all the people here will be killed by Bai Xiuyi and become his nourishment.

"What to do?" Lin chuyun also felt bad.