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This young king, the corners of his mouth crossed a trace of ruthless indifference, his eyes were shining, his posture was majestic, and the vast energy surged, sweeping the void, attracting a heaven and earth, cultivating so far, the talent is extraordinary, such a king, if he grows up, he will definitely crown the world in the future, and be famous all over the world.

He is really conceited, and he is also very arrogant, with the cultivation of the king of the eightfold heaven, condescending, looking down on Wang Feng, the king of the sevenfold heaven, raising his foot and stepping on it fiercely, it is really like crushing the ants, the soles of his feet stomped down, and the void made a roaring loud sound, like ten thousand thunders rushing, and the airflow of this world was completely boiling.

His body is like a god of war, mighty and unyielding, stepping on it, the mountains and rivers are turbulent, it is really too terrifying, and too powerful, this is a peerless king.

"King Kong does not break the magic skill".

Wang Feng secretly shouted in his heart, this was the first time he had used his martial arts to practice.

Since he obtained martial arts from the ancestral stele, although he has practiced, he has not used it, causing him to seem to have forgotten that he still has a powerful martial arts.

For a long time, he clearly understood that martial arts, if it is not innate, it is impossible to have the energy to urge and burst out the power that martial arts should have, so that it only cultivates its form, without its meaning, even if it is used, it is just for the sake of good looks, and there is no substantive effect at all, because when martial arts reach the extreme, it will be transformed into supernatural powers, but supernatural powers and martial arts are very different, but they need aura.

It is necessary for the monks to comprehend the way of heaven, to attract the power of the heavens, and to show the power of the way of heaven, so that they can exert the power beyond the gods.

If the monks want to break the limits of human beings and obtain the power to transcend fate and fate, they must have the energy to break the order and rules, martial arts is a carrier, and supernatural power is the key to the path, but there is no strength, just like the monks are drinking water with a quilt, there is no water, there is only a cup, there is no effect at all, it does not play the slightest role, and it cannot solve the instinctive desire of the body.

Therefore, he never uses martial arts, but only uses the power of his body to fight against the enemy, which leads to his physical fitness, which is very strong, and the power of martial arts is not counted in his own heart, so because of the special situation in this world, he also wants to try the power of martial arts.

Conquering the kings, competing for the place of the emperor, what a crucial battle, facing so many Tianjiao and powerful kings, if you don't do your best, how can you kill each other, not inferior to your own kings at all, these heavenly kings, which is not better than Wang Feng, their own luck is long, at the level of the king of the Eight Heavens.

King Kong does not break the divine skill, it is rumored that he has been refined to the strongest realm, his body is immortal, and he has become a god and become holy, no one knows whether it is true or not.

The founder of this martial arts of the ancestors is a strong man who has made great contributions in the great war of the ancestors.

Invincible god figures, unusually powerful and terrifying, I don't know how many exotic and terrible creatures have been killed, taking the path of cultivating the body, Wang Feng has always admired his own combat power, and focused on practicing this martial arts, that is, to change his forehead meridians, blood and bones, and reshape them with spiritual power.

The rules of this world have changed greatly, far different from the real world, but the world created by the Ethereal Immortal King with supreme immortal thoughts, with great divine power, can transform the luck stored in itself, this kind of incomprehensible thing, into energy, which is not amazing.

Wang Feng roared in his heart, his eyes were like torches, bursting with divine light, and a huge amount of energy instantly burned from his body, and his body seemed to have endless combat power, wanting to vent it.

His body seemed to be surrounded by a ball of fire, and the pores all over his body erupted with a trace of power, enveloping his body.

His body emitted a piercing pain, and it was stretched a lot, shrouded in golden light, and filled with holy light.

"What kind of martial arts is that? Isn't it the golden bell jar of Buddhism? ”。

Wang Feng's change caused the surprise of many monks, because Wang Feng's body turned into a two-meter-tall giant almost instantly, very magical, exuding terrifying fluctuations, even compared to the supreme king of the Eight Heavens, it was not much inferior.

The young and conceited king, seeing Wang Feng's changes, felt a little drumming in his heart, but his faith was invincible and fearless.

The mouth spits dragon breath, attracts thousands of weather, the posture remains the same, and the foot continues to land.

stepped heavily on Wang Feng, but the aura above became more violent and grandiose, as if mixed with terrible thunder.

"Arrogant, do you really think of yourself as a god? Between the raised hands, I can't suppress it."

Wang Feng roared coldly, his expression hideous.

Stepping on the void, a punch slammed straight up, shattering the space, accompanied by terrifying energy fluctuations.

The flesh is invincible, and the domineering power can be broken.

"Boom".

The two collided, erupting into an extremely terrifying energy fluctuation that spread rapidly.

Wang Feng's body slowed down, like a god of war, and the powerful battle intent above his head was like a killing venerable resurrected from ancient times, never tireless, and only knew the indomitable battle.

With a shake of his body, he dispersed the energy transmitted by the other party, but now his eyes are also extremely solemn, this king is really terrifying, he is worthy of being qualified to participate in the battle for the emperor, the top king is far from the opponent he has encountered before, within the same level, no one can fight with him at all, let alone an opponent who has the upper hand.

Thinking of this, he felt even more indescribable in his heart, more than 100 kings here, all of them were of this level, almost the same as himself, it seemed that he was indeed a little conceited before.

He didn't stop, his mouth exhaled a thick breath, and his body instantly appeared behind the king, and he punched him in the back, weighing thousands of pounds and exerting all his combat power.

"Hugh is rampant, when Lao Tzu conquered the world, he was never defeated."

The young king, fearless, turned around at incredible speed and spat out a flying sword.

That's right, it was a spirit sword that flew out of his mouth, exuding a powerful killing intent, so that people didn't feel cold in their hearts when they faced it.

It is not an immortal weapon, but it has the law fluctuation of an immortal weapon, which means that this secret treasure, in the real world, is also a magic weapon that can be comparable to or close to the innate spirit treasure.

Its speed was too fast, and it didn't give Wang Feng much time to think about it at all, and with a whoosh, it slashed through the void, and with a terrifying killing thought, it attacked his fist in the blink of an eye.

"Bang".

Sparks flew out, the two forces collided, and the trajectory of the flying sword changed slightly, but it also cut through Wang Feng's fist light, pierced his arm, and the blood flowed out, scattered in the void, and he was injured just after participating in the big battle.

Wang Feng's eyes were ugly to the extreme, it seems that it is not easy for him to kill a king.

At this time, a big knife was cut down in the air and took Wang Feng's head, and the powerful king also started a life-and-death battle with another king, this is the cruelty of the battle for the emperor, there is no fixed opponent, everyone wantonly kills and hunts the king.

The emperor fights, so bloody, there is no morality to talk about, only strong strength can protect his own life, the strong are respected, so that the king born will be more powerful and terrifying.

Wang Feng quickly dodged forward, and he was able to dodge the knife, but he was still cut off countless long black silk hair, and turned around and blasted out with a punch, wanting to repel the other party, who knows, the other party also punched out, the two collided, and the strength was equal, which showed that the opponent's body was also extremely terrifying.

"My physical strength is good, if I kill you, maybe I will also improve and go to the next level."

The man was tall and mighty, and there was a blood mark on his chest, and the blood dripped into the sky, but he didn't care.

A bloody knife in his hand, resisting on his shoulder, staring at Wang Feng coldly, the terrifying killing intent surged, his fist was bronze, and he didn't know what kind of secret technique he was practicing.

However, at this moment, a fairyland, flying from the distant Ninth King City, smashed through the void, and descended on this realm strongly, many kings avoided one after another, and only a few kings were not affected by it, but looked at the void indifferently.

"The emperor is really sitting in the Ninth King City, he can't bear the loneliness, and he wants to make a move, but I don't know which king is about to fall into the hands of the emperor."

The monks speculated one after another that there was a king who could bring in innate spirit treasures from the outside world, giving them an innate advantage in competing on the emperor road.

There are a lot of secret treasures on the emperor's road, but most of the magic weapons are incomplete, suppressed in this realm, and have not awakened, even if they are obtained, they will have to go through a long time to repair him, so they are not as powerful as the complete magic weapons of the level of the innate spirit treasure.

The fairyland is suspended in the void, emitting terrifying fluctuations, the power of the emperor, spreading at this moment, the king of the Nine Heavens does not know how many times stronger than the Eight Heavens, it is completely different.

Many kings had grim expressions, and some people recognized who the holder of this immortal weapon was.

A powerful king, he scolded.

"Emperor Kunlun, what do you mean? Why are you holding us back from fighting?"

"Boom".

The void shook, a pitch-black stick, carved with dragon patterns, refined by some kind of substance, emitting terrifying fluctuations, volleying into the air.

The monks had a look of horror on their faces, and they couldn't believe it.

"The Buddha also made a move, and the sacrificial demon pestle is coming."

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