Chapter 1533: One Shot!

Seeing the gun's approach, Dormammu roared, and a torrent of energy with a diameter of ten meters poured out.

At the same time, a flame burned in front of Dormammu.

The flames were as hot as stars, burning the surrounding space into a twisted one.

These flames were even more controlled, sweeping towards Wang Jian from all directions.

Wang Jian seemed to ignore this, and still held the spear of Zhang'er and continued to attack.

Although he had only just seen the temperature and destructiveness of these flames, he had been fighting for many years and had rich experience, so he quickly judged the destructiveness of them.

In comparison, the energy torrent that came from front of him, with a diameter of ten meters, seemed a little insignificant.

After all, this torrent of energy can't last, although Dormammu continues to spew wildly.

This attack was indeed very strong, sweeping the flames in all directions, and before it could get close, it was already about to burn everything.

Fortunately, Wang Jian has been promoted to the Heavenly Immortal Realm, so why is it terrifying to cultivate himself.

The physical body is also turned upside down and transformed to another level.

Although it is far from being comparable to Qingjiao's body, it is a pervert compared to ordinary cultivators.

There is no need to do anything else, just the physical body, can withstand the flames around it.

Thor's body can withstand for a few seconds under the impact of the energy of the neutron star or the planet, and Wang Jian's body has been tempered by himself, and then he has the transformation of becoming an immortal, and he has long been stronger than Thor.

Although these flames were stronger than the neutron star's energy, they could not affect him for a short time.

The spear was like a streamer, bombarding the torrent of energy.

The terrifying power rushed into the sky, and the torrent of energy was stubbornly resisted by the gun, and there was no way to advance an inch.

But the energy in it was too strong, and the impact pressed the gun, and the broken force continued to impact Wang Jian's body.

There were flames all around, and for a moment he seemed to be besieged by huge forces from all directions.

Wang Jian's body shook slightly, his qi and blood boiled, and a bright red and purple brilliance shrouded his body, covering his body.

The vibranium nano clothes, which were originally burned by the flames and were somewhat dilapidated, were also completely stabilized.

It flowed like a liquid and returned to its original state.

Vibranium nanomaterials are strong, but unfortunately, there is still a limit in the end.

Even Thor's hammer can be pinched and exploded, and blood-edged armor can be shattered in a collision, so you know that although this material is magical and unique, it is a pity that it is far from ignoring everything.

If you really want to be so awesome, Black Panther won't play soy sauce in Avengers 3.

"Ma Dan, this girl is so violent."

Wang Jian sighed secretly in her heart, Dormammu was really mad, and it was really terrifying.

These energies are boundless and constantly released, and sincerity is not so easy to withstand.

And even if you resist like this, what can you do, the opponent's energy will continue to explode, until you bombard him to slag and then take it back?

Dormammu controls the entire dark dimension, and his power is almost endless, and he is so arrogant.

Wang Jian really felt it, and unconsciously thought of the saint in his heart.

The saint placed his soul in the way of heaven, and then broke through and reached the realm of a saint.

Their power is also endless, and they can also extract the power of the flood for their own use, as long as the flood is not destroyed, they can continue to fight.

Compared to the saint, Dormammu is, of course, just an ant.

Not to mention the saints, even if it is just a Da Luo Jin Immortal who has jumped out of the Three Realms and is not in the Five Elements, he has transcended the existence of the long river of fate, and he can shatter a small world with one finger.

Dormammu is far worse than them, at least in the movie world.

He is also beyond time and space, but it is just this world.

But even so, it was very terrifying, and Wang Jian couldn't hold on to the protracted war.

can bear it now, relying on his extraordinary combat effectiveness, otherwise he would have been bombarded into slag a long time ago.

His figure was tied to the horse step, but it was the horse step of the frog.

But this step was different from the past, and the body was shaking, but it was the power of shock that he had learned from Skye.

This kept his position constantly bombarding everything around him.

The power of the concussion is like ripples, which also carries the dragon moan of the frog.

In the process, the engulfing flames were shattered and turned into the purest dark power.

"Sure enough, this concussive power is worth looking forward to, and we will have to figure it out in the future."

muttering in my heart is also a pity.

The contact time between him and Skye after he left the customs was not too long, and the other party's body could not bear it, so it was only a few nights of contact.

It was only two nights before I actually got my hands on the concussive ability.

He has a very strong control over himself, and it is easy to control.

Therefore, after experiencing the power of shock from Skye, he was immediately willing to eat and seriously participated.

Unfortunately, the time is too short, only a few days.

Fortunately, he has become an immortal, and his understanding has also improved, so he has the current situation.

But in the bedroom, he didn't dare to use it at all.

Because the physical body is too strong, the control of the shock is still seriously insufficient.

He was afraid, he was afraid that he would blow up Sheng Yayu and them if he was not small.

Unless you find someone to practice with, it will take a long time to get the hang of it.

It didn't matter if he didn't care about it now, and the power of the shock didn't disappoint him.

When combined with the power of Qingjiaojin, the offensive and defensive properties produced are definitely a surprise.

Unfortunately, this could not stop the torrent of energy in front of him.

As time passed, the torrent of energy grew stronger and stronger, and the spear shattered, as if it would collapse at any moment.

Wang Jian didn't care about this, he still ran his true power to condense it, and his marksmanship lingered in his heart, and the four-point gun intent he had comprehended was gradually condensed.

At the moment of life and death, Wang Jian already has a certain amount of experience.

Such a moment is the best state of a martial artist, and the spirit has reached the peak state.

At this time, you will surely come true.

In fact, under such a huge pressure, Wang Jian's breath was suppressed to the extreme, the spear continued to shatter, and the torrent of energy was close at hand.

Life seems to be threatened, and the mind is extremely empty.

The gun path is lingering in my heart, and the four-point gun intent is also constantly climbing and getting stronger.

But after reaching the peak of the fourth point, Wang Jian felt the bottleneck, and he couldn't understand it thoroughly.

Even if the spear is completely shattered and has reached the gap of the second spear, it is still the same.

"It's a pity!"

I sighed in my heart, but I didn't force it, and the terrifying true power exploded instantly, as if the spring was compressed to the limit, and the maximum power exploded.

The matchless spear exploded in an instant, and the torrent of energy suddenly broke down.

Wang Jian's figure also soared into the sky, dodging the huge torrent of energy.

Standing in mid-air and looking at Dormammu who was still spewing torrents, Wang Jian drank coldly: "Punish the gods!" ”

His breath boiled, and a strange power enveloped his body.

The moment the spear was swung, there seemed to be another him behind him, but his body was much smaller.

The right hand holds the Chaos Bell, and the left hand holds the second spear, looming, making it difficult to see.

But at the moment when this shot was stabbed, time and space seemed to stop.