Chapter 387 Divine Character Dao Soul! The magnificent heavenly river under the cold frost cloth was indeed amazing, but it was not enough to deter Yue Yang Meng, he quickly calmed down and said, "It's true that all things are born and restrain each other, but do you think a basin of water can stop the raging flames?"

"What do you want to express?" The cold frost eyes were undulating, elegant and calm.

"I want to tell you that in the face of absolute strength, there is no such thing as mutual restraint!" Yue Yang Meng suddenly burst into a shout, and the roaring heavens were shaking, and the vast essence rushed out of his body, with a cyan electric light protective body, and the people who were bright couldn't open their eyes.

Yes!!!

He raised his head and shouted, swallowing mountains and rivers, his thick black hair dancing in the wind, and hunting in green clothes.

"What kind of Dao soul is this?" Wu Heng's heart trembled, and he was shocked back by the rainbow-like momentum of the Yue Yang League.

"Thor, this is a ...... like the Divine Word Dao Soul" Leng Hanshuang's tone was solemn, and he involuntarily stepped back, wanting to stay away from this terrifying existence.

The word "God" is the soul with the name of the word "God", and the things that can be matched with the word "God" are very extraordinary, with the power of going against the sky, and they have basically become ethereal legends, which are difficult for mortals to touch.

For example, divine soldiers, divine beasts, Dao souls, and gods, gods are some great immortals in ancient times, including fire gods, thunder gods, martial gods, and so on, they have all obtained the most extreme power and control an element between heaven and earth.

The flame of spiritual fire devouring that Wu Heng subdued was transformed by the evil thoughts of a god in ancient times, restraining all the thoughts of the primordial gods, that god was called Xiling Huang, maybe the ultimate power he controlled was a kind of divine thoughts!

Let's get back to the point, let's say that the Thunder God Dao Soul of the Yueyang League, awakening this Dao Soul, can control the most extreme power of Heavenly Thunder between heaven and earth, which is extremely powerful and rare in the world.

"I really didn't expect Yueyang League's talent to be so extraordinary, the Dao Soul is actually a divine character!"

Wu Heng said: "The person who can stand at the peak of Zhongzhou, that one is not amazingly talented when he was young, if the Yueyang League does not have some ability, he will not be able to become the leader of the Qingyang League today." ”

Yue Yangmeng was overwhelmed by the thunder light, and there was a sound of electric current friction in Zizi, he pointed at Wu Heng and Leng Hanshuang and said: "In the hands of the enemy in life, Xuanyuan Huo is one, and you are the second!"

"Don't talk nonsense, I don't feel honored at all to force out your Dao soul. Wu Heng had an indifferent smile on his face.

"Very good, you have succeeded in provoking me!" Yue Yangmeng's face was gloomy, his eyes were full of hatred, and an extreme force was controlled by him, and as soon as his right hand grabbed from the void, he grabbed a thunder dragon, which was as thick as a bowl and dozens of meters long.

"Roar!"

With a loud dragon roar, the dozens of meters long thunder dragon flashed with lightning, and everywhere it passed, the ground was scorched black.

Sixty-eight kinds of mysterious glow flowed around the cold frost, and still took out the seventh kind of mystical method to use the water of the heavenly river to lure away the thunder dragon, but this time, it failed, the thunder dragon destroyed the withering and decaying, and went forward, destroying everything that was in its way, and the thunder dragon ran through the magnificent heavenly river, evaporating the silver-white river water inside into a thick fog, rushing out of it, and going straight to Wuheng and the two.

It seems that Yue Yangmeng is right, in the face of absolute strength, no one can take advantage of it.

"Let me do it. Wu Heng opened his mouth and burst out with a golden divine power, like the birth of the god of war, magnificent. Although his cultivation is only in the second realm of psychics, he has already touched the six forbidden realms, and his combat power is no different from that of a dragon powerhouse.

"It's an ultimate power, don't try to resist it with your flesh, you may be able to fight it with your Ancient Hammer. Cold Frost admonished.

"I understand. Wu Heng nodded, and sacrificed a jet-black iron hammer, which was the treasure of the demon race, the ancient heaven-turning hammer.

"Boom!"

Wu Heng took the preemptive action, wielding the ancient sky-turning hammer and rushing forward, he brute force, his body moved, and several mountains hidden in the white mist in the distance fell on the rolling stones, humming and shaking.

In the igneous photolite, the jet-black iron hammer chiseled the head of the thunder dragon, twisting and deforming it to form a flat shape.

However, this thunder dragon is not a creature at all, it is just composed of thunder elements, it is not afraid of any attack, after bearing the blow of the ancient earth-turning hammer, although it consumes a lot of the power of the thunder dragon, it can't stop it, it lets out a roar that pierces the eardrums, and instantly rushes into Wu Heng's body.

"Ah......h

Suddenly, Wu Heng howled in pain, feeling that his body was about to be exploded, and there was a violent thunder force running around his blood and body, and it hurt to pierce his heart.

"Back then, after your grandfather Xuanyuan Huo took my blow, he was also a little unbearable, and he was almost defeated, and now he is more than enough to deal with you, a yellow-haired boy!" Yue Yangmeng laughed in the distance, walked step by step, and looked at Wu Heng, who was eroded by thunder and painful, with a cruel smile on the corner of his mouth,

"Haha, hahahaha. Suddenly, Wu Heng also laughed, a little crazy.

"Why are you laughing?" Yue Yangmeng's eyebrows furrowed, looking cautious, Wu Heng's methods were endless, and even his level of existence did not dare to despise it.

"You said that my grandfather Xuanyuan Huo was almost defeated?" Wu Heng stood up with difficulty, looking at Yue Yangmeng with disdain.

"Yes, your grandfather was hit by my extreme heavenly thunder, and it is a great luck to survive. Yue Yangmeng opened his mouth, with a little smugness.

"Then how could you lose at the hands of my grandfather back then?" Wu Heng asked rhetorically.

Hearing this, Yue Yangmeng was a little speechless to refute, he did lose in the hands of Xuanyuan Huo back then, and he had always been very unconvinced. His face darkened, and he lost the smug look of Fang Cai.

"Nothing to say?" Wu Heng continued to sneer, but in his heart he was running the ancient scriptures of heaven and earth, and he wanted to use the ancient scriptures to expel the thunder power on his body, and in doing so, he was actually diverting the attention of Yue Yangmeng and delaying time for himself.

"Hmph, he was just lucky. Yue Yangmeng shook his sleeves angrily, and a lot of unhappiness was written on his face.

"Don't you understand that luck is also a kind of strength?" Wu Heng continued to delay, he was now numb, and he was barely able to stand up.

"You don't understand what happened back then, your grandfather is a despicable villain, he took advantage of my breakthrough realm to suddenly attack, which greatly damaged my vitality, otherwise, with my Thunder God Dao Soul talent, I would have arrived at the Tongtian Three Realms today to cultivate, he is not an opponent at all!" Yue Yangmeng became more and more annoyed the more he spoke, his eyes were full of hatred. He is extremely talented, rare in ancient and modern times, and it is very likely that he will become the emperor, everything has been destroyed by the old man Xuanyuan Huo, and now he has to be pressed by him.

He said a lot of secrets back then, and told the bits and pieces of the battle with Xuanyuan Huo. Seventy years ago, because of the domineering Dao soul, the strength of the Yueyang League was stronger than that of the temple master and Xuanyuan Huo, but on the way to break through the two realms of Tongtian, Xuanyuan Huo suddenly entered the secret hole of his cultivation, he struggled to resist and repelled Xuanyuan Huo, but he left an eternal scar, and it was difficult to make a difference, and his cultivation stagnated, so he was defeated in the battle with Xuanyuan Huo, and he was completely defeated.

Until today, seventy years later, the Yueyang League is still the cultivation of the two realms of Tongtian, although it is one step away from Tongtiansan, it is an insurmountable chasm, and it is difficult to advance an inch.

Otherwise, he would now be proud of the others, above the Lord of the Temple and the Xuanyuan Fire.

Hearing about these old things from decades ago, Wu Heng sighed, and he was convinced that with such a tough Dao soul as Yue Yangmeng, he should be stronger than his grandfather and the hall master.

"Hey, fate makes people. Wu Heng didn't know why, but he felt a little sorry for this mortal enemy, with his talent, he had a great chance to ascend to the emperor.

"I'll never be able to fight Xuanyuan Fire now. Yue Yangmeng shook his head miserably, his black hair was scattered, and he looked very embarrassed, but soon, he changed his words, his tone became sharp, and his eyes rushed out of a terrifying killing intent to look at Wu Heng, "Although I can't fight Xuanyuan Huo, but Xuanyuan Huo's grandson is going to die in my hands today, just imagining the appearance of his regret in the future, my heart is happy, hahahaha!"

The laughter echoed in the sky, very eerie and sultry, and my heart was furious.

"You may not be able to kill me!" Suddenly, Wu Heng's golden divine power bloomed again, and he flew into the void, and his feet fled with cold frost, and his speed was faster than Fang Cai, almost to the limit.

"Impossible, this is impossible, Xuanyuan could only retreat with injuries when he was hit by this trick, and it made no sense for you to break free with your cultivation......" At the moment when Wu Heng rose into the air, Yue Yangmeng's expression froze, and he couldn't believe it.

Facing Yue Yangmeng's questioning, where does Wu Heng have the heart to care?

He fled with all his might, and he didn't want to withstand such a violent attack, if it weren't for his divine body, he would have been reduced to ashes long ago.

"You are indeed a demon, your talent is even above me back then, but it's a pity that you were born in the Xuanyuan family, and you are still against me everywhere, otherwise I will accept you as an apprentice. Yue Yangmeng muttered to himself in place, full of regret.

However, when he remembered the "evil deeds" that Wu Heng had done, the whole person became gnashing his teeth again, Wu Heng was unforgivable to him, and he could only kill him quickly!

"You can't escape, you can never escape the palm of my hand. Suddenly, the roar of the Yue Yang League came from the sky, and Wu Heng was dizzy, his back was cold, and he fled quickly, for fear that the Yue Yang League would catch up.

But the difference in strength between the two sides is too big, there is a gap between the two great realms, and even though Wuheng has a unique formation in the world, he still can't get rid of the Yueyang Alliance.

"I won't show mercy this time!" Yue Yangmeng's big hand slapped over, condensing the power of the violent heavenly thunder, which just hit Wu Heng's back and slapped him into a depth of 100 meters on the ground.

At that moment, Wu Heng only felt that the mountains slammed into his back, his bones were about to be scattered, and the whole person was like a cannonball smashed into the ground.

"Poof. "The human-shaped pit at a depth of 100 meters, Wu Heng's face turned white, and a mouthful of blood overflowed from his mouth, and he had completely lost his combat effectiveness. This time the enemy he faced was too strong, just like an ant fighting an elephant, the elephant could easily blow away the ants with a sneeze, and the disparity in strength was there, and the demon could not defy the sky.

"Wu Heng, if you want to die, I will die with you!" Leng Hanshuang's tone was desolate, knowing that he was powerless to return to the sky.

"Hey, I'm sorry for you. Wu Heng sighed, very guilty.

"Okay, the old man will fulfill you to be a ghost couple. "Yue Yang Meng is ruthless and vicious, and one hand is pressed again, to kill Wu Heng first, and solve the cold frost.

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