More Children, More Blessings, My Descendants Are Invincible Again!

"Could it be... a god-level Fist Technique?" The night sky was also shaken, and he couldn't believe it.

Even in the hidden holy land, the existence of god-level spells is extremely rare.

Only some favored ones with special physiques are eligible to practice.

His Spiritual Roots level is not low, it belongs to the second rank Spiritual Roots, and it is also a fire attribute, and he is not qualified to practice Soul Refining-level spells. He is practicing Earth-level spells.

He frowned, although a top-quality Magic Treasures in his hand was destroyed by Wang Ping'an.

But at this time, he wanted to know another thing, that is, where did Wang Ping'an's god-level spells come from.

He sure.

There are no god-level spells in the Heavenly Dao sect.

Otherwise, Feng Jingqi and the others would have already used it.

Instead of facing the ultimate Magic Treasures he displayed, all of them looked terrified.

"Could it be!" Ye Mutian also had a guess in his mind, but it was too unreliable and ridiculous, so he immediately denied it.

"Back then, the Dragon Emperor had never comprehended any kind of god-level spells. Wang Pingan, a mere kid, naturally couldn't have such abilities."

This is his guess.

"Jiang Yan, where did Wang Pingan learn the god-level Fist Technique?" He asked, threatening: "Honestly tell me, maybe the Heavenly Dao sect despises the hermit holy land, I'll tell you." I don't care about you!"

"An'er figured it out by himself," Jiang Yan smiled. Seeing Ye Mutian's unbelievable look, he said again:

"You don't believe it? It's useless if you don't believe it, this is the truth!"

"Also, in addition to a god-level Fist Technique Shattering Golden Dragon Fist, An'er has also comprehended another god-level movement technique. It's okay to tell you, it's called Void Swimming Dragon Step."

Ye Mutian sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool? I'm also a genius disciple of the Hermitage Holy Land. I have read many ancient books. It is said that the founder of the Great Barren State, that is, Emperor Qing, only comprehended a kind of god-level disciple." Cultivation Technique, can he comprehend two kinds of brats?"

Murderous aura rose from Ye Mutian's body: "Since you don't want to say it, fine, let's all die, and let you all see the true strength of a hidden disciple of the Holy Land."

"Tian Luo Di Net Palm!"

With a loud roar, Ye Mutian unleashed an earth-level palm technique, and slapped a palm towards the sky, and saw palm shadows appearing all over the sky, attacking Wang Ping'an with extraordinary momentum.

"Break! Destroy!"

Wang Pingan unleashed the Destruction Golden Dragon Fist, and two beams of golden light shot out quickly, with extraordinary power.

bang bang bang!

At the next moment, there was a violent impact sound, and palm shadows all over the sky hit the two beams of golden light like two golden dragons.

However, they couldn't shake the two beams of golden light at all, and couldn't stop the golden light's offensive at all, and they still attacked Ye Mutian and others.

"Huh? This!"

The night sky was horrified and stunned.

"What a terrifying god-level Fist Technique this is!"

He also showed shock and fear.

He is also powerless.

That's right, he really couldn't resist the power of a god-level Fist Technique.

"Shoot, everyone shoots together." Ye Mutian roared: "Cast all the spells you have cultivated together."

"I don't believe it, seventeen disciples from the Hermit Holy Land of the Self Union Realm Cultivation Base, plus my Cultivation Base in the Empty Void realm, can't resist a god-level spell, not to mention, the opponent is just a middle of the Divine Transformation period. Stage brat!"

"Heavenly Fiend Fist!"

"God Whip Leg!"

"Flame Palm!"

"..."

All of a sudden, following the shouts of the seventeen disciples of the hermit Holy Land from the Self Union Realm Cultivation Base, they unleashed their most powerful moves.

Boom boom boom! !

In an instant, gusts of breath, like landslides and tsunamis, bombarded the two beams of golden light.

Obviously, anyone can see at this time, if they can't resist these two beams of golden light.

These two beams of golden light will definitely take the lives of all of them.

A piece of top-quality Magic Treasures, submerged in the golden light, was destroyed in an instant, leaving nothing left.

Not to mention them of flesh and blood!

…………

"Huh? What a powerful breath!"

"over there."

At this time, Wang Ming and the others hurried over and quickly entered the territory where the Heavenly Dao Sect was located. From a distance, they could already see countless powerful auras erupting, causing the ground to tremble and the space to vibrate.

"I saw Heavenly Dao Sect disciple!"

Bai Zhuofan spoke, very worried, for fear that the battle between the Hermit Holy Land and the Heavenly Dao Sect would endanger Wang Ping'an.

"An'er, don't be in trouble, don't be in trouble, mother is here, and father is here."

Leng Qingxue's expression was also worried, and even more anxious, wishing to appear in front of Wang Ping'an immediately to protect Wang Ping'an.

"Qingxue, don't worry, An'er will be fine."

Wang Ming said affirmatively, comforted, he knew that Wang Ping'an comprehended two kinds of spells by himself, and both of them were god-level spells, and there was already a Cultivation Base in the middle stage of the Divine Transformation period, and now there are very few in the Great Wilderness State. There is a strong man who can be Wang Pingan's opponent.

Whoosh!

Wang Ming and the others speeded up even more, and will soon enter the range of both sides fighting!

…………

"ah!"

"Ah!"

At this moment, screams sounded one after another.

Even if seventeen disciples of the Hermit Holy Land from the Self Union Realm Cultivation Base joined forces, they couldn't defeat the two beams of golden light.

Two beams of golden light had already attacked, and their power was extraordinary. A few disciples of the hidden world holy land were hit by the golden light first. Under the golden light, their skin was split open inch by inch, and their flesh and blood had not yet broken out, but it had already melted quickly.

Within a few breaths, the five hidden disciples of the Holy Land had already died in the golden light.

"this……"

The remaining twelve disciples of the hermit Holy Land were horrified.

"The power of a god-level spell is so terrifying!"

"Here, how do you fight!?"

"We really can't beat it!"

"We really can't stop these two beams of golden light!"

"We really can't resist a god-level Fist Technique!"

All the remaining disciples of the hidden world holy land were very desperate, their bodies were trembling and their legs were weak.

As disciples of the hermit Holy Land, they have never encountered such a situation.

I have never had the experience of fighting for life and death.

The status and strength of the disciples of the hermit holy land made them think highly of themselves, and they never put the strength of Sect in the Great Barren State to put in one's eyes.

"escape!"

The remaining disciples of the hermit Holy Land finally came up with such an idea.

You can't escape.

This golden light is too terrifying.

The seventeen disciples of the Self Union Realm Cultivation Base, a hermit holy land, could not be defeated even if they jointly attacked with all their strength.

"The existence of the Golden Dragon Sacred Body is really terrifying!"

"To be able to comprehend such a powerful god-level spell and shatter the Golden Dragon Fist, what a terrifying existence Wang Ping'an is."

"Wang Ping'an is so powerful, why should we do it?"

"We do it, there is only one dead end!"

"Ahhhh!"

But just as they were about to flee away, Wang Ping'an's figure flashed, and he appeared quietly, blocking everyone.

"I am invincible in the Great Barren State, and I will start by beheading your hidden disciples from the Holy Land!"

When Wang Pingan opened his mouth, there was a golden light flashing in his eyes, and his aura was even more extraordinary, as he unleashed the Shattering Golden Dragon Fist.

Two beams of golden light shot from Wang Ping'an's fists, unstoppable in power, and the remaining dozen or so hidden disciples of the Holy Land were instantly killed.

"Bang bang!"

Their bodies exploded one by one!

"this……"

Now only Yemutian was left alone, his pupils shrank suddenly.

Horrified!

call out! He disappeared where he was, and fled quickly in the opposite direction to Wang Ping'an.

If you don't escape at this time, when will you wait?

If he didn't run away at this time, when Wang Pingan made another move, he would definitely be killed.

The power of a god-level spell is too strong.

He had heard of the existence of god-level spells in the hidden world before, and once cast, no one could stop them.

It really lives up to its name!

"Well!"

Not long after Ye Mutian escaped, his figure suddenly stopped at a high altitude.

In front, five figures appeared, two men and two women, plus a six or seven-year-old child.

"Holy Sword Sect Sect Leader Bai Zhuofan? Gu Nanqiao, the former owner of the Ling Valley?"

Afterwards, Ye Mutian was overjoyed that both the Holy Sword Sect and the Lingu Valley had surrendered to the hidden holy land.

"Bai Zhuofan, Gu Nanqiao, give me a shot, block it!"

Ye Mutian roared, in fact, as long as the two of them can buy him some time, he can also run away.

The faces of Bai Zhuofan and Gu Nanqiao were calm.

"Just now, the kid who fought with you is the Golden Dragon Sacred Body, Wang Ping'an?"

Wang Ming asked, with a trace of nervousness, although he was sure that the seven or eight-year-old child should be the eldest son Wang Pingan.

But even if there is only a one in ten thousand chance that the child is not Wang Ping'an, Wang Ming is also worried.

Wang Ming and the others were far away and had already seen the situation over there.

A child of seven or eight years old showed great power. Although he had the aura of the middle stage of the Divine Transformation period, his aura was extraordinary. His body was shrouded in a faint golden light, and the golden light flickered in his eyes.

At that time, Leng Qingxue almost exclaimed: "An'er!"

Yes, without any hesitation, the moment she saw this figure, Leng Qingxue instinctively determined that this was her child, the child she had been thinking about for almost eight years!

Wang Pingan!

Seeing Wang Ming's question, Leng Qingxue watched nervously, hoping to get an affirmative answer from Ye Mutian.