Ruling The Heavens With Divine Bugs

"Boom..." a figure flew backwards, like a meteorite falling to the ground. It was blown out of a hundred miles without slowing down.

"Eh, is the lingxuan family in the upper world so rich? The imitation of the 'Eastern Emperor clock', this guy even has such an artifact." Ye Wufeng said softly. He thought of an old fist to beat him all over his face. Unexpectedly, a defense artifact suddenly jumped out and blocked his fist.

Stop your body. The holy man of Du Yang gasped heavily. This punch was too fast. He couldn't react at all. It was too strong. Even if he reacted, he couldn't resist it. If it weren't for the automatic body protection of the artifact, he might be finished with this punch. Looking at a shallow punch mark left on the imitation of the "Eastern Emperor bell", he just felt cold at the root of his neck, Someone can punch a hole in the defense artifact with his bare hands.

"Broken empty step!" Step over a hundred miles.

"Zhentian fist!"

"Cut off the sky!"

"Step on heaven's feet!"

"Whip leg!"

"Swing your elbow!"

Continuous close blows, the holy man of Du Yang, with people and clocks flying in the air, hit everywhere like a sandbag.

"Poof... Poof..." a mouthful of blood spewed out without money. Not to mention more and more fist marks on the clock body, the Du Yang Saint hiding in the "Eastern Emperor bell" couldn't stand it. Each fist and leg contained the power of terrible shock. He hit him through a defensive artifact. Although there was no one in ten compared with being hit directly, it was not something he could bear.

"Dufeng, Dufeng, come to help. I'm going to die. I asked you to help, not..." the angry roar of duyang Saint suddenly stopped. He specially called the level 6 saint to help boxing. Dufeng saint was confronting a black bug. The black bug didn't move. He just lay lazily on his stomach and didn't know whether he was sleeping, The wind saint is protecting his face with both hands. There are tens of thousands of wounds all over his body. He is bleeding out. It is clear that he is being attacked by something, which is ten thousand times more miserable than his current state.

"Ah..." hearing his words, Du Feng Saint couldn't help roaring, "Du Yang, you old man, I was hurt by you. I listened to your words and came to die with you." He was extremely oppressed. What he was most proud of was his speed. He was confident that he could easily save his life even in front of saints with higher cultivation than himself. Therefore, when Du Yang saints spent a lot of money to find him, he agreed without thinking. If he couldn't fight, he ran away. Anyway, there would be no danger. Unexpectedly, As soon as the exchange of fire, I met two guys who restrained themselves, not one.

The black bug just lay on his stomach, but in front of him, he seemed to be suppressed by dozens of sacred mountains, and his speed was completely sealed. Let alone moving at high speed, he couldn't move at all. As soon as his best long-range attack wind system Shentong hit, he immediately rebelled and killed himself back, What's more speechless is that there's another thing that's super fast that keeps attacking itself. The fast one can't see what's beating him like this. All he can do is cover his face and get beaten.

"Dufeng, you, how can you stand and be beaten like this?" Du Yang Saint said puzzled.

"I'll go to you. I don't have an artifact 'Donghuang Bell' to protect my body. Can it not be so miserable? You think I don't want to run? That black bug can exert the field of gravity. I can't move at all. It's good if I haven't been crushed to death." The wind Saint roared.

"Poof..." a thousand more wounds spewed blood.

Du Yang saint's eyes suddenly shrunk. It's too strange. He doesn't know what's attacking. How can there be such a fast attack? Unless it's

"Time is still, hahaha..." the wind Saint smiled angrily. There is no possibility of escape under this level of magic power.

Time still? If the holy man of Du Yang is struck by lightning, isn't it a time magic power that only the venerable can master? Is there a venerable intervening here?

"Hum, do you still have leisure to mind others?" Ye Wufeng snorted coldly, shocked his right arm and hit 49 punches in an instant.

"Forty nine fold Zhentian fist!"

"Boom... CLICK!" The imitation of the artifact "Donghuang bell" was finally overwhelmed. There were cracks and cobwebs on it, breaking and collapsing.

"What? You broke the Donghuang bell?" Duyang saints only think that the world is spinning. This imitation of the Eastern Emperor clock is the treasure of the lingxuan family. It doesn't mean how powerful it is. What matters is the significance of its existence. It was a strong man who gave it tens of thousands of years ago that they can always regard it as the "royal family". This thing is not his private property, but is temporarily kept by them, The holy man of Du Yang brought it out privately this time. Now the symbol of the royal family has been smashed, and even they can't bear the consequences.

"Broken, broken! Du Yang, you, you're in great trouble!" The Du Feng Saint roared in horror. He couldn't even protect his face with his arms. All the saints of the lingxuan family who were still alive were as numb as a chicken. It's over. Something big is going to happen.

The holy man of Du Yang looked at the artifact fragments all over the sky. He looked cloudy and sunny. It was over. Not only he, but also the people he brought down. His pulse was over, and the anger of the clan leader and ancestor was unimaginable.

Suddenly, his face became ferocious. His eyes were like blood. He stared at Ye Wufeng fiercely and said, "it's you. You did it all. Even if I die, I will never let you live!"

He suddenly hit his heart with a palm, and his blood essence spewed out.

He looked like a mad devil, and drew a mysterious pattern with blood essence in his hand.

"Boy, I want you buried!" The saint of the sun suddenly roared.

"Shelling, killing!"

"No, brother ye, he sacrificed all the royal blood essence to give orders to the void warship. Run!" Lingxuan's face changed greatly and jumped out of the dark and roared.

"Boom..." a terrible gun barrel stretched out from the battleship in the void. A terrible black light ball condensed from the dark gun barrel. The smell of destruction made a crackling sound. Just looking at it, it seemed to let people see the scene of the destruction of heaven and earth.

"Ha ha ha... Die, die, everyone die together!" The holy man of Du Yang has fallen into a state of madness.

"Du Yang, you're crazy. You want us to die with you?"

"I'm crazy. The Donghuang bell is ruined. We're dead. Ha ha, Jie, die, die, die!"

"Boom..."