The black smoke gradually dissipated, and finally it was blown away by a breeze, and I saw a young man with blue eyes and dark hair standing in it, not to mention unscathed, and even his clothes were not torn much.

This is what terrifies the black-robed Great Witch God.

All his attacks are in the state of the divine soul, and only the divine soul can fight against it, and the damage to the physical body is also very terrifying, but the king disciple can easily block such a powerful blow, which is something that the black-robed great witch god would never have imagined.

"Even if you were a spirit, you would never be able to block this blow so unscathed!"

The black-robed Great Witch God swept over the king disciple with his divine sense, and did not find any defensive magic weapons on the king disciple's body, which means that the king disciple used his body and divine soul to resist just now.

"If you hold the Divine Realm, you think that the Divine Realm in the world is not out, and no one can bear you, what's the matter?"

Wang Tu snorted softly, and a ghost figure taller than Wang Tu suddenly appeared behind him, with an extremely hideous face, walking side by side with the kiss.

"The Yin Ghost of the Yin Ghost Sect, are you from the Yin Ghost Sect?"

When the black-robed Great Witch God saw this ghost, he seemed to have seen through everything, and said, "No wonder you are so strong, it turns out that you are the disciples of the Yin Ghost Sect, and they are indeed famous for their low cultivation to easily crush high cultivation." ”

"Who told you that if there is a Yin Ghost, it must be the Yin Ghost Sect?" Wang Tubi narrowed his eyes slightly and denied.

"Impossible, those who can control the Yin Ghost so skillfully, there are only these sects in this world, and there are only these sects in the Yin Ghost Sect, and there is this kind of ghost control secret technique in their sect, and if outsiders want to raise ghosts and control ghosts, they must study it for at least forty or fifty years before they can achieve a small success. The black-robed Great Witch God retorted.

Wang Tu is already a peak genius in martial arts, spells, and horizontal training, and the black-robed Great Witch God doesn't believe that Wang Tu will still be the kind of terrifying demon who can learn anything.

"That's because you don't know much. ”

When the black-robed Great Witch God heard this, he almost didn't have a mouthful of soul blood spurting out, but he had lived for more than three hundred years, and he had more knowledge than anyone alive, but he was told by a little kid who was less than twenty years old that he had less knowledge.

As soon as the king stepped sideways, he heard heavy footsteps in the void, carrying a simple killing aura, like a killing god stepping from an ancient battlefield, as if he wanted to crush all the sky.

"What is this?"

"You've been hiding in the clouds for so long, and you still don't know what it is?"

Wang Tu laughed, and the sound of the bronze bell Da Lu finally stopped, and instead a golden giant stepped out of the void, he was wearing red gold armor all over his body, and his helmet was as black as ink, and his eyes were like an abyss, even the black-robed Great Witch God couldn't see his eyes clearly.

This red-gold giant is majestic, one step out, as if the surrounding black clouds are scattered, he holds the flame silver spear in his right hand, and the red crystal sword in his right hand, he is a general who has crisscrossed the battlefield and killed countless enemies.

"Do you still think I'm a member of the Yin Ghost Sect?"

There are three gods standing behind the king's disciples, and the power of any one of them can crush any heavenly master, and these three gods are all bowing to the king's disciples, bowing their heads and paying homage, not to mention the king's disciples who rule over them.

The face of the black-robed Great Witch God was pale, and it was naturally impossible for the Yin Ghost Sect to have such a righteous soul.

But Wang Tu is not a member of the Yin Ghost Sect, but he has two gods on his body, and a true dragon is dominating in an immortal weapon.

"God List, now!"

As soon as Wang Tu said his words, he saw that the god list in his pocket suddenly flew out, and the white light was emanated, and thousands of shadows gradually appeared in the air, surrounding the black-robed great witch god in it.

In the past, the royal disciples could only use one magical power for a time, and even the ghost shadow and the red gold general who attracted the soul class at the same time were difficult to maintain, but now the royal disciple's aura is always full, even if all the hole cards are used together, there is no burden to say.

The black-robed Great Witch God was originally extremely angry, but when he saw the king's hole cards opened, until the shadow in the god list surrounded him, his face was unstable after all.

His eyes stared, he looked at Wang Tu, and said, "Except for Heavenly Master Daoist Zhang Tianshi, this is the first time I have seen such a terrifying opponent. ”

Before the words fell, the body of the black-robed Great Witch God trembled out of thin air, the body had already crossed a hundred meters, his arms waved wildly, and the sharp blade cut off the shadow that blocked the way one after another, each knife was condensed to the extreme, it was the shadow transformed by the three-thousand-year-old demon, and it couldn't last a second under his hands.

"Childish! Do you think that a large number of people is an advantage? Strength is in front of you, even if you have 50,000, it is just a matter of sending you to death!"

The black-robed Great Witch God roared wildly in his mouth, and then condensed a huge black blade, slashing forward, instantly destroying hundreds of shadows, and paving an empty path ahead.

And at the top of this empty road is the king's disciple.

As soon as the black-robed witch god's black shadow-like right hand grabbed the void, countless witch qi gathered in his hand, and the Dao was condensed, and those shadows wanted to get half a step closer, but they were all wiped out by the witch qi.

The terrifying strength of the Divine Realm has finally unfolded.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, if you kill my witch man, this blood feud can't just be settled, give me death!"

Rumble!

A violent explosion was heard in the void, and a terrifying claw print condensed from the evil aura rose up, enveloping it with a terrifying aura, like the claws of the god of death, roaring towards the king's disciples.

His palm is enough to turn the clouds and the sea, but to fight the sun and the moon, even if a missile hits, the black-robed Great Witch God is confident to fight with this palm.

"Ministers, where is it?" the king put his hands behind his back, as if he did not put this terrifying palm in his eyes, but only waved his hand lightly, as if the king had ordered.

"The minister is here!" three different voices sounded behind the king.

"Broke it for me. The king whispered.

In an instant, the three gods behind him flew out, and as soon as the ghost shadow fell to the position, obviously not using any martial arts, he saw that the terrifying palm power suddenly dropped by half, but the speed that was originally difficult to see with the naked eye slowed down, as if it was frozen in ice.

"What?" The black-robed Great Witch God was shocked, he didn't expect that he would use the palm of his God Realm ability to be half dissolved like this.

The speed has dropped to this level, and if Wang Tu wants to, it will be a piece of cake to dodge.

But then, General Chijin had already stepped into the air, with the gun and sword in his hand, and instantly ignited a huge fire, as if it could burn everything to earth, and the divine realm qi on the witch's claw print was almost shattered before it could be blocked twice.

General Chijin waved his hands and slashed out round wheels in the air, cutting off all the five fingers of the witch's claw print, and even the palm of his hand was cut with several scars, and the silver spear was a little bit, and most of the witch's evil qi was dispersed, and the original monstrous power was now almost no different from an ordinary spell.

As soon as the silver spear fell, a silver-scaled swimming dragon behind him broke through thousands of white waves, and bombarded and killed, a mouthful of dragon flame spit out, and a dragon roar shook the witch's palm completely.

"Impossible!"

As soon as the black-robed Great Witch God roared out, he saw that there was a figure stepping into the sky after the kiss, and the moment he swept past the Chijin general, he also took the flame silver spear in his hand, and he fell down, and the flame silver spear connected the void, and every blow was the power of shattering the sky, and the unparalleled true strength of the Dao broke through the sky.

I saw two rays of red and silver light explode brightly in the air, and with a momentum that even the divine thoughts could not capture, they broke through the body protection qi on the black-robed great witch god, which was so solid that even missiles could not blast it open.

Everyone only heard the sound of soul tearing in the sky, and the invisible black mist was pierced by a single shot that was unparalleled in the world.

Although the black-robed Great Witch God was the soul of the Gangqi God Realm, he was not an enemy at all in the face of the shot that Wang Disciple had instilled with all his strength.

The troops on the ground, and even the many blue-robed and green-robed wizards who came not far away, witnessed this scene.

"The black-robed Great Witch God is dead?"

Everyone who saw this shot couldn't help but wonder if they wanted to.

But the next moment, I heard a thick roar from above the nine heavens, like a wild brute beast roaring, and the people who cultivated under the realm were directly shocked by this sound and passed out.

Only those above the realm can barely distinguish what they are saying.

I saw a shadow reappear above the clouds, and this time it was different from before, the clouds in the sky, and even the blue sky, were all printed with Dao mantras at this moment, and they were all intertwined, forming a huge formation, enveloping hundreds of miles, and Wang Tu was in the center of the core of this formation.

"White-clothed Heavenly Master, my divine soul clone has been refining for three hundred years, and you dare to destroy it, if you don't kill you and sacrifice to the sky, it will be difficult to get rid of my hatred!"

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