"Boy, disaster comes from the mouth, get out of here!" The god king of the Ancestral God Temple walked down with a gloomy face, today is definitely the time when someone scolds their Ancestral God Temple the most.

Ning Chuan grinned when he heard this, and stretched out his hand to point at the God King of the Ancestral God Temple: "You come here, one finger will abolish you!"

The face of the Ancestral God Hall God King turned gloomy, and he stared at Ning Chuan and said, "Boy, what kind of thing do you dare to talk to me like this, I don't think you can stay on this stone platform without those magic weapons!"

The god king of the ancestral temple also found that Ningchuan and several people relied on these magic weapons in brass pots, once they lost these magic weapons, under the coercion, their bodies would be fixed as just now, that would be the human sword, I would be the fish and meat, and they would be slaughtered.

"Let's think about you first!" Ning Chuan slapped in the middle of a roar and slapped it towards the head of the Ancestral God Temple God King.

A white jade board was floating above his head, and the white jade board emitted a colorful light, protecting the god king and his god general.

No one thought that Ning Chuan would make a move at this time, and he would actually take the first step to snatch a god king's magic weapon.

Rumble!

The huge slap came down directly, and the figure of the god king retreated frantically towards the back, while Ning Chuan chased all the way, the blood behind him was monstrous, and the palm of his hand kept fanning on the white jade plate, and the huge vibration made the entire light curtain shake.

"Who is this kid? He has such a soft and strong voice, is he a person with the same lion and camel as Zhongyu?"

"I don't know, but it's not like yes, I heard that every time the lion camel people attack, a phantom of a lion camel will appear behind him, but this kid is completely human!"

"Bastard, don't run!" Ning Chuan shouted from behind, the God King of the Ancestral God Temple was furious, and he almost fell out without stabilizing his feet.

Rumble!

Two fists fell from mid-air, and the huge force made the entire void shake, you must know that the void on this stone platform has been baptized by coercion all year round, and it has already become indestructible, but now it has become unstable because of Ning Chuan's strength.

At this time, Ning Chuan's body moved again, mobilizing the only mana in his body, and in the roar, a phantom of a gold-armored god of war appeared behind him, and the body of the god of war shook, dancing his fists and swept towards the air.

And the old Taoist priest grabbed Wude on the side and said, "Let's go, go up and help that kid, otherwise you and I will have to be pressed here today!"

The old Taoist priest and Wude were both monkey spirits, and they made a decision in an instant, and the two of them rushed towards the air, the brass pot above their heads exuding terrifying coercion, and the misty yellow light flickered.

Bang!

The white jade plate above the head of the Ancestral Temple God King became more and more unstable, although the whole person tried his best to resist Ning Chuan's fist, but he couldn't exert his strength in this kind of place, and few people could compare with Ning Chuan with his physical body alone.

Bang!

In the end, the body of the god king of the ancestral temple flew out upside down and landed on the stone platform, and the indestructible stone platform cracked out terrifying traces, and the god king leaned up, and instantly spit out a mouthful of blood.

Looking at the miserable appearance of this god king of the ancestral god temple, everyone around was shocked in their hearts, a small god monk actually forced a god king to look like this.

"Great Nichichi!"

"What, how can this kid still use mana!"

Rumble!

I saw a terrifying sun appear above Ning Chuan's head, and the blazing flames continued to scorch the void.

The god king of the ancestral temple struggled to stand up, and before he could get ready, the huge sun fell in the sky, and the terrifying coercion swept wildly around, and the white mist on the stone platform flowed rapidly.

Bang!

Click!

The arms of the Ancestral Temple God King were instantly shattered under the attack of the Great Sun Seal, and the palms of his hands were directly pierced through one blood hole after another, and the two arms were unnaturally drooping on the sides of the body, and the blood flowed down the arms one by one.

Sou!

In this coercive place, Ning Chuan showed his speed with his physical body, and his body shuttled around the God King of the Ancestral God Temple like a ghost, his fists continued to swing out, the blood and flesh of the God King's body burst out, and his arms were even more shapeless.

Just as the God King was looking up to the sky and roaring, a crisp slap sounded, and I saw that his jaw was directly crooked, and blood flowed frantically down the corner of his mouth.

The powerhouse of the God King realm was slapped in the face, or the Heavenly God Monk did it, even if this happened in front of everyone, everyone had an unreal feeling, is this still a Heavenly God? Are the current Heavenly Gods so ruthless?

"Ahh

The god king of the ancestral temple almost wanted to go crazy, the whole person's eyes were bloodshot, and the long hair behind him was flying, as if he was enchanted, looking at the state of this god king, even the footsteps of the old Taoist priest and Wude were stunned, this is the rhythm of madness.

"Boy!"

Syllable!

Before he could finish the second sentence, Wude had already sent the brass kettle out, and the brass kettle floated around Ning Chuan, and Ning Chuan felt the pressure around him suddenly send it away.

If it was like being in the water just now, now it was as if he was standing on the ground, and his figure appeared again, and he slapped the God King of the Ancestral Temple with a big slap.

This time, the god king of the ancestral temple has gone completely crazy, he has been slapped twice in a row, and he doesn't have any ability to resist, even if he goes out, his face has been lost, and now only by killing Ning Chuan can he wash away his shame.

At this moment, Ning Chuan had already approached his side, and his hand fell directly and unambiguously, only to see a huge force flying the god king of the Ancestral God Temple to the ground.

Then Ning Chuan stepped on his chest with one foot, and stretched out a finger with the other hand and pointed directly at the sea of divine consciousness of the god king: "If you say that one finger will abolish you, just one finger!"

The God King's chest rose and fell violently, but because he was stomped on the ground by Ning Chuan's one foot, the panting in his heart was uneven, and his brain was also dizzy at this time, but Ning Chuan's strength was too great.

If this is put in place, it is estimated that a big mountain will be directly fanned away, not to mention a person's head.

The god king hurriedly stretched out his hand to block Ning Chuan's fingers, once he let Ning Chuan hit, then he would definitely end up with a disfigured and godless end.

Bang!

Ning Chuan's hands pinched again, and this time it was a huge moon that fell, and the terrifying moonlight bloomed with hundreds of divine flowers, directly crushing the fingers of the God King, completely turning his arms into pulp.

Stretched out his finger and continued to point towards its eyebrows, but he didn't know the strength of this god king, his body suddenly moved, and he tried his best to get rid of Ning Chuan's fingers, and his head turned to the side, making Ning Chuan's finger fall short.

Then the whole person's chest quickly rose, and he had to stand up, or he would have to fall here today.

But how could Ning Chuan let him get his wish, I saw a foot step on his chest again, and the huge force directly stepped on dozens of his ribs, and even his chest was almost stepped on by Ning Chuan's foot.

Then I saw Ning Chuan swing his fists low, punching the head of the God King one by one, each punch was as powerful as a thousand pounds, making the God King's eyes look out of his mind for a while, and the scene in front of him became blurred.

This time, the god king finally stopped resisting, only to see Ning Chuan's fingers instantly pierce his skull, and the spiritual power spurted, and the god king's sea of consciousness shattered instantly.

"Ahh

And the god general who didn't have the help of the white jade ruler was also kicked off the stone platform directly by Wude, but in such a high position, it would be strange if he didn't fall to his death.

At this time, everyone reacted, but the god king of the ancestral temple was already lying in place silently, his eyes glaring angrily, and he didn't bat at death.

At this time, suddenly an old man appeared behind Ning Chuan like a ghost, and his withered hands directly grabbed the brass kettle above Ning Chuan's head.

This old man Ning Chuan had never seen it, but looking at the clothes he was wearing, it was the half-step saint of the Zhou family, Ning Chuan didn't expect that he would cause so many things by chasing and killing Zhou Chuanyun.

I saw the brass kettle on the top of Ning Chuan's head shaking rapidly, as if he was very unwilling to be caught by the old man, and Ning Chuan also turned around instantly, his eyes were shining: "Old horseman, what are you going to do!"

Seeing that the brass pot above his head was about to be taken away, the old Taoist priest who had been talking on the side suddenly snorted coldly, opened his sleeve robe, and tore off a blood-red rune paper from his arm.

Rumble!

In an instant, the coercion of a half-step saint spread from the old Taoist, and I saw the old Taoist take out a bead hairpin, put it on top of his head, and fought with the God King of the Zhou family with a wave of his hands.

And the Zhou Family God King obviously didn't expect this to be the case, and shouted in anger: "Okay, good! I didn't expect this half-step saint to be hidden here!"

Bang!

The two only fought for a short time, and then quickly separated, the God King of the Zhou family was a person at this time, the God King of the Ancestral God Temple was dead, and his ally did not exist, and now he was facing a half-step saint in the same realm as himself, and Ning Chuan, who was comparable to the God King in the flesh, he had no chance of winning.

At this time, the Pu Dao man didn't say a word, and rushed directly to the location where the coffin board was, picked up the top coffin board, and rushed towards the bottom of the white jade steps as soon as his body moved.

He knew that there were so many people present, and if he didn't make a move, he probably wouldn't have his own share, and the action of the man with the sword was like a signal, and everyone immediately snatched the coffin board.

Bang!

The huge power continued to intertwine, and finally the coffin board was immediately divided into several pieces, and scattered in all directions, everyone was no longer hiding at this time, the shot that should be shot, the snatch that should be snatched, so the heaven and earth immortals, to their own hands is right.

I saw that the emperor on the side pulled out the sword at his waist with a sigh, and a golden sword light spread like a tide to the surroundings, and the top of the divine sword was as smooth as water.

"Holy Soldier!" What floated above the emperor's head was just an ordinary magic weapon, and what he held in his hand was his real killer weapon.

Rumble!

On the other side, a middle-aged man unmasked his face, and with a gentle flick of the wide robe behind him, he saw a small flag appear in his hand, and bursts of beast roars came from the small flag in his hand.

"Ten Thousand Demon Banner!"

Another holy soldier, now for everyone, no holy soldier dares to go up and snatch it, this is a battle between holy soldiers.