Wang Lang is like a dancer on the tip of a knife at the moment, under the monstrous giant palm of the corpse god, he is still breathing, and it is as long as thousands of centuries have passed without dodging a blow. As his body jumped, countless huge pits of different sizes were smashed by the corpse god around him, like a strangely shaped pond.

Wan Wei looked at the speed of the Wunin attack, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said to the woks beside him, "Wunin is worthy of being a rare genius in the clan, this attack has reached the level of the Dao Realm, it seems that he has reached the edge of the Dao Realm." ”

Sai Wok nodded, "It's a pity, Qianye's talent is stronger than forbearance, if they enter the Dao realm together, they are definitely qualified to become the pillars of the clan." ”

"Two, the master of the corpse clan is really powerful, this attack is really surprising." The one who spoke was a woman in a red robe who exuded a bewitching aura, her eyes showed a puddle of autumn water, her lips were gorgeous and full, and the black robe could not hide her seductive figure.

Wan Yu or Sai Wok ignored this woman, the relationship between the corpse clan and the blood clan itself is still good, but at the current war in the underworld, maybe today's allies have become tomorrow's mortal enemies, stabbing knives in the back.

The demon beard was unimpressed by the indifference of the two corpse clans, and instead turned her eyes to the battlefield, unable to bear the invincible attack that made her secretly vigilant, this corpse clan really hid a lot of masters. This unbearable person has not yet entered the Dao Realm, and the attack is so strong, if he breaks through the Dao Realm, then he may not be his opponent.

After looking at it for a while, the demon beard saw the taste, although the unbearable attack was extremely powerful, but the human race was more slippery than a loach, and it was always able to avoid the overwhelming attack again and again.

Wang Lang's suffering at this time, only he knows, now there is no room to fight back, but the corpse god seems to never be tired, and the powerful attack does not need strength. At this point, he knew how sad it was to lack an effective attack skill.

Just when Wang Lang was stunned, he couldn't help but chuckle from his mouth, you're finished. Then the huge palm of the corpse god fell, Wang Lang secretly said carelessly, furious, in an instant, his strength was more than a hundred times stronger, compared to the corpse god has been crushed.

The gluttonous tooth waved violently, and with a bang, the hundred-foot-high corpse god sat directly on the ground. At this time, no one looked at Wang Lang incredulously, and the blood from the corner of his mouth gushed out.

"It's broken." Whether it is a wok, or Wan Yu has only one thought in their hearts, they have been tricked by the master of the human race, obviously they are the pinnacle of the Dao realm, but they pretend to be little grasshoppers in the god realm and hunt the virtual realm under them, which is too cunning. The two of them let out a monstrous momentum and rushed towards the field.

Wang Lang looked at the two spirit corpses who came in a hurry, and smiled extremely happily, and the gluttonous teeth in his hand cut off the neck of the unbearable without the slightest obstruction. Under the rage, he felt that the power of the Gluttonous Tooth was so rare that it had no effect at all.

It was too late, it was too soon, and the earth-shattering blows of the two spirit corpses had already reached his side, and the gluttonous fangs waved violently. With a bang, a powerful shockwave shot out, and those walking corpses were directly destroyed by tens of thousands under this blow. This powerful shock wave traveled directly for nearly five miles before it could be dispersed.

The bodies of the three of them flew backwards for hundreds of meters before landing steadily on the ground. Wang Lang looked at the two spirit corpses in front of him, one was thin, with white hair flying, and his eyes were shining at him. Another spirit corpse, fat like a member of the human race, if it weren't for the blood-red eyes at this time, it would have the appearance of a rich man.

The two spirit corpses glanced at each other, and then their eyes began to drip blood, and at this time, the phantom of the corpse god appeared behind them, and the corpse god phantom was as high as three white zhang looking down on the land.

Three hundred tall corpse gods, like a mountain, ten miles away in Qingyuan City, countless people witnessed two extremely hideous corpse gods, like ghosts and gods in hell. There were people on their knees begging, begging that the one who fought with the gods would win, so that they could survive and avoid being devoured by the terrible spirits.

Xiao Hei held the rune long sword in his hand, looking at the two tall corpse gods outside the city, hoping that Wang Lang would win. Something, Xiao Hei was instantly alert, and with a sword, with a whoosh, a thing with fangs several inches long fell in front of him. This is the blood clan, little black heart said, boss, my battle is coming, I hope God bless us, and both brothers can win.

"Everyone is gathered, and no one is allowed to leave my sight." Xiao Hei came out with another sword, and after cutting down an atomized blood clan, he shouted loudly.

Li Shi looked at the panicked people in the mansion, and even scattered in all directions, she stood up, "Whoever dares to run around will be killed directly." ”

After hearing Li's words, Xiao Hei's eyes lit up, and he was angry, "Whoever dares to run around will be killed." ”

His voice was unusually loud, and the ears of the servants and maids who were running around were buzzing, and they stood there. Xin Yao commanded these five blessings and Uncle Zhong to tell them that the servants of the Manchu Mansion gathered in the small courtyard, and when she saw Xiao Hei standing by the sword, her heart was a little calmer. God, you can bless Brother Lang a lot, so that he can come back safely.

Wang Lang was extremely dignified at the moment, even after the rage, he couldn't resist the corpse god summoned by the Dao Realm, except for using his super high strength and agility to escape, he couldn't afford to fight at all. The three-hundred-long corpse god, every time he attacked, he could smash down a pit that was several long and more than ten zhang in size.

At this time, Wang Lang didn't dare to use the Star Picking Technique, because he was not sure if he could kill so many enemies in one fell swoop, but after the Star Picking Technique reached the third level, the consumption was too great, and he couldn't afford it at all.

The demon looked at Wang Lang, who was rushing left and right, and giggled, she could see that although this human race was very powerful, it had no strong means, and it was not the opponent of the two spirit corpses at all. At this moment, she was calculating in her heart how to get Wang Lang away from the eyelids of the two spirit corpses. The blood qi at the peak of the Dao Realm was a supreme supplement for a blood spirit like her.

After his body was rubbed by the blood god, Wang Lang spat blood violently. At this time, he already knew that it was already an impossible luxury to annihilate all the underworld races in front of him. Let's die together, Wang Lang looked resolute, and a gesture changed.

Since Wang Lang's right hand was slowly pressed down, the heavens and the earth were silent for a while, and both the corpse clan and the blood clan found that they couldn't move. A big golden hand with a size of five or six hundred zhang came out of the sky and slowly fell with a kind of domination over the world. The two of them were terrified at this time, whether they were their own powerful strength or the monstrous corpse god, they were imprisoned by a divine power at this moment, and they could only wait quietly for the big hand of destruction to slowly descend.