Chapter Two Hundred and One: Thunder
"Why, after fighting that monkey, you have the confidence to defeat me?" Mo Chen said with a hint of contempt in his tone, he had a magical power, but he had just used a little, and Nan Ming, who had become famous, had not used it.
"It's not to win, it's to kill you. ”
Wang Lingguan said with a serious face, he didn't care about Mo Chen's reaction, and continued: "That monkey's body is round and unhindered, and Da Luo Jinxian is also difficult to hurt in the slightest, it is not that I can't beat him when he pressed us, but I can't hurt him, but you are different......"
Speaking of this, Wang Lingguan smiled at Mo Chen, his evil face smiled, making people feel a little hairy in their hearts, he said: "You have also practiced the method of sanctification of the flesh, I can see that what spell did you use to increase your combat power just now, just in the middle of the golden immortal, you dare to challenge me, threatening to destroy my sect, we are the enemy of life and death, you come to the door to seek revenge, that is, you are a disciple of the saint, I killed you today, presumably the saint has nothing to say." ”
Mo Chen's Eight or Nine Xuangong is indeed a supreme secret method, which can perfectly converge the aura, and if you want to see through his cultivation, it must be at least one or two great realms stronger than him, but it is just to constrict the aura, in the middle of the fight, once you use the mana, it can't be hidden.
Wang Lingguan could feel that the mana of the Burning Sky Great Sage in front of him was only the mid-stage consummation of the Golden Immortal, but the punch just now, I don't know what kind of magical secret method was used, which greatly increased the power, but that's all.
Including the body of this Burning Sky Great Sage, the two fists collided face-to-face just now, he could sense the strength of the flesh of the new Great Sage of the Demon Clan in front of him, which was different from the physical strength of the Demon King of the Demon Clan than the Terran monk under normal circumstances, it was a familiar feeling, like the feeling given to him by the body of the monkey, but it was far worse than that monkey.
How long can this method of increasing combat power last? And he hasn't used his golden whip yet, as long as he penetrates his mana, the demon body in front of him who has become holy will definitely not be able to resist it.
"From today onwards, the name of the Burning Sky Great Sage will completely disappear from the Three Realms!" Wang Lingguan grasped the golden whip in his hand, and a more powerful and violent momentum emerged from him.
At the same time, the dark clouds that were dispersed by Mo Chen not long ago gathered here, shrouding the entire Huashan in an airtight air.
The lightning bolts in the dark clouds pierced the sky like a silver dragon, and Mo Chen could feel that the endless thunder power gathered in this dark cloud was far more powerful than the thunder drawn down by the Hot Wheels, and if it was split, he would definitely not be better.
Looking at the violent mana on the golden whip and the Dao rhyme that faintly echoed with the power of the thunder in the sky, Mo Chen's face also became extremely solemn, and the Wang Lingguan in front of him seemed to be more powerful than when the monkey made trouble in the Heavenly Palace.
A trace of murderous aura flashed in Mo Chen's eyes, and the Nanming Lihuo on his body was also flourishing, an incomparably noble, but faintly capable of destroying the world, emanating from him, competing with that powerful and violent momentum.
He said coldly, "Are you so sure?"
That Wang Lingguan didn't answer, and waved the golden whip in his hand and pointed at him, which suddenly made a dangerous omen rise in Mo Chen's heart.
Bang!
A violent thunder exploded in the sky, and then there was a golden thunderbolt as thick as a bucket, which slashed straight at Mo Chen, and where the golden thunder and lightning passed, the surrounding space became full of cracks, turning into space fragments the size of sesame seeds.
In front of such a menacing thunder and lightning, he saw Mo Chen shouting, pinching the Dao trick in his hand, and suddenly countless Nanming fires around his body began to beat, and in the blink of an eye, he turned into an illusory fire phoenix.
Phew!
The fire phoenix roared softly in the sky, coiled above Mo Chen's head, and greeted the wild thunder that had been split.
Crash!
The thunder slashed fiercely on the body of the fire phoenix, and the fire phoenix's body Nanming Lihuo suddenly splashed everywhere, and the heavenly thunder full of destructive aura turned into countless tiny lightning bolts to wrap the fire phoenix composed of Nanming Lihuo, and it seemed that the fire phoenix was about to be completely destroyed.
The fire phoenix roared softly again, the flames on his body burned, and the countless tiny lightning bolts were visibly burned with the naked eye, but all of them turned into Nanming Lihuo in an instant, and the flames on the fire phoenix's body were flourishing.
Nanming is away from the fire, the overlord in the fire under the sky, is not a joke.
Just as the thunderbolt had just been disposed of, Mo Chen suddenly felt the hairs on his shoulders explode, and a feeling of extreme danger permeated his entire chest.
Shout!
There was a sound of the air being cut, and when Wang Lingguan took advantage of the thunder to slash down, the whole person waved the golden whip and turned into a touch of golden-red brilliance and hit straight towards Mo Chen's shoulder, but the thunder summoned by this golden whip has such power, as long as it hits well, I am afraid that Mo Chen will be injured not lightly.
It's just that Wang Lingguan's attack was too fast, and he didn't give Mo Chen time to react at all, so he couldn't dodge even if he dodged.
However, Mo Chen didn't panic at all, he couldn't dodge, so he fought well, which immortal Buddha who cultivated the flesh body to become a saint was not good at hand-to-hand combat?
I saw that his mind moved, and with a buzz, a big gun jumped out, the body of the gun was full of black evil qi, the head of the gun was purple, and there was a faint murderous aura condensed into substance around it, but as soon as it came out, the entire Yuntai Peak was filled with a bloody smell, just like the Shura killing field.
Kill!
With the spear in his hand, he felt the killing aura that filled the body of the spear, Mo Chen's chest was full of fighting spirit, his hands shook, and the big spear turned into a black Jiao, stabbing towards the golden-red brilliance with teeth and claws.
Bite!
The tip of the god-killing spear lit the golden whip in the air, and the two divine weapons collided, making a crisp sound, and an invisible mana fluctuation dispersed everywhere, and a gust of wind raged throughout Huashan between the whistling,
The thick yellow halo on the surface of Emperor Xiyue's Zhenyue Wutu cover flowed layer by layer, and the endless power of the earth's leylines blocked the aftermath of this wind mana outside the Zhenyue Wutu cover, but the Xiyue Emperor, who was connected to his treasure, turned pale, and it was obvious that he was slightly injured.
"The city gate is on fire, and the fish in the pond are affected!" he muttered to himself, but he pinched the trick in his hand, injecting more mana into the cover that protected the people of Huashan Gate.
And a few small peaks near Yuntai Peak, under this mana wind, the flowers and trees of the entire mountain were lifted up, revealing earthy yellow stones, bare and ugly.
The blow didn't succeed, Wang Lingguan didn't care, his mind moved, the mana worked, the golden whip slammed down, and smashed down on the head again......