As Asalah's fingers contracted, Wang Zheng, who was in the center, was under even greater pressure. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

The invisible force frantically squeezed Wang Zheng.

Azarakh had a smile on his face, he liked the feeling, little by little to make the other person feel hopeless in front of his own power, and then begged himself for mercy.

If you don't want to play with the other party, with the strength of Azarah, you only need to grab it in the void, which is enough to press Wang Zheng into meat sauce.

At the level of the realm king, the strength is no longer calculable.

Especially the quality transformation and application of rune power, this is the most terrifying.

It's just a thought, and you can turn the sea into a mulberry field. The gods in mythology, overwhelming, in front of the king of the realm, are actually nothing at all.

Even Wang Zheng wondered if the ancient myths were based on the characters above the level of the Devouring Clan's small realm king, so as to imagine it?

It should be said that in ancient times, the Devouring Race had already appeared, but later due to the time of the hunting ground, it finally lost contact with the earth. It's just about the Devouring Clan, that kind of deification ability, which is already deep in the genes, will deepen the immortals.

It is no exaggeration to say that some of the supernatural powers among the immortals, except that the king of the realm has no way to possess them, the others are simply copies of the immortals.

Like resurrecting the dead, the king of the realm has no way to do it.

But when it comes to moving mountains and seas, turning stones into gold...... At the level of the king of the realm, it is simply pediatrics.

At this time, Wang Zheng gritted his teeth.

It is still a little too reluctant to use the power of the small world king to carry the power of the realm king at a higher level. Wang Zheng had already done his best, and the sweat was rolling, but the strength of Azarah was still like a mountain, pressing on his body.

On Wang Zheng's body, every cell was trembling.

In this invisible force, Wang Zheng felt that his bones were making a sound, as if they were about to burst. The power of the rune is more like being restrained by someone, and it can't be used even if it has strength.

The power of fear makes people feel suffocated.

Azarah smiled lightly, he enjoyed this process very much, looking at Wang Zheng's trembling body, Azarah knew that this was a phenomenon caused by the inability of the body to withstand the pressure.

In other words, Wang Zheng is already at the end of his crossbow.

"How? Surrender now, and then follow me to the Beastmaster, who will spare you from dying. Azalah whispered, but his strength did not slacken.

Wang Zheng really felt that he was on the verge of exploding, and the power of the king of the small world was going to resist the power of the king of the world, and he really dared to think that if he was not at the same level, the strength was naturally not at the same level.

"Whew!"

Wang Zheng let out a sigh, if he was really just the king of the small world, he was afraid that he would ask for mercy, or he would be squeezed into meat sauce. This is not an exaggeration, because this force, as endless, is suffocating and desperate.

Seeing Wang Zheng's appearance at this moment, Azarah became more and more proud, as if he had seen Wang Zheng's submission.

With the Chosen One, who has only reached the Devouring Galaxy for three years, being able to support it for so long under his own strength, Wang Zheng is enough to stand out from the crowd and become a dazzling existence in the Devouring Galaxy.

"Hey......

Just when Azarah thought that Wang Zheng was going to surrender and beg for mercy, Wang Zheng let out a burst of abrupt laughter, only to see Wang Zheng, who was already at the end of the crossbow, but showed a pleasant smile.

The next moment, Azarah felt that he had just squeezed Wang Zheng's strength, but it was like encountering resistance, and he could no longer suppress half a point.

"How is this possible?"

Azarah was stunned, he knew best how much power he was using now.

But under this force, Wang Zheng can bear it.

Wang Zheng smiled, just now, the aura in the bone pattern guidance assistant was used by Wang Zheng, and he instantly entered the realm of the fake Zeus King. At this moment, Wang Zheng did not hesitate any longer.

"If it's at this level, I'm afraid you won't move me." Wang Zheng straightened his waist, which had just been bent, and then gently flicked the dust that didn't exist on his armor.

Suddenly, Wang Zheng's arm shook.

A violent runic power spread, directly dispersing the power that Asalah had solidified.

Azalah's mouth was wide open, a result he could never have imagined.

An existence that can shake away his own power is at least an existence of the same level as himself. However, is it possible for the Chosen One in front of him?

In just three years, no matter how much magic you have, it is impossible to rush so fast and reach the realm of the realm king.

How much time did it take to go from zero to the king of the realm?

As the greatest genius in the history of the fox clan, it took 1,500 years for Azarah to finally become the king of the realm.

Fifteen hundred years, in historical records, is enough to rank in the top 100 cultivation speeds.

But Wang Zheng in front of him, how is it possible?

Azalah was stunned, and his face was even more confused.

Wang Zheng shook his head, now Wang Zheng doesn't mind exposing his secrets in front of others, because the current Wang Zheng already has enough strength to protect himself, and he also has the ability to cross the universe.

The universe is so big, where can't Wang Zheng go?

With this premise, Wang Zheng doesn't have to worry about chasing and killing himself after being known the secret.

"Very good, now I finally know why the Beastmaster 'invited' you to the planet of Beastmaster." In a moment, Azarach recovered from his stunned stupture, a frenzied look on his face, and no longer maintained his former gentle posture.

What Azarach had in mind was the legendary possibility.

Only this legendary key to heaven can cast a Chosen One into a realm king like himself in just three years.

Legend has it that whoever obtains the key to Babel can become the king of Zeus.

King Zeus, this is the existence in charge of the universe, and it is also the ultimate pursuit of rune cultivators.

In an instant, Azerah's ambition swelled wildly, and he even thought that if he held this key to heaven, would he be able to become the king of Zeus, and he would no longer be able to succumb to others?

Wang Zheng didn't explain, and said indifferently: "It depends on whether you have this ability." ”

Under the ambition, Asarah's handsome and handsome face was distorted, and with a shake of his hand, he took out a pair of claws from the runic ring and put them directly on his hand.

"Hand over the key to heaven, and you won't die." Azarah snapped, where is the previous demeanor?

After speaking, Wang Zheng could not say more, Azarah raised his claws to the sky, and then slashed down fiercely.

In the sky, a runic power was condensed in an instant, turning into lightning and slashing towards Wang Zheng. From condensation to splitting, it doesn't take even a second.

It didn't seem to be very powerful, but Wang Zheng could feel the surging runic power in it.

Without hesitation, Wang Zheng propped up the rune shield, and with a wrong step on his own, the person was already moving horizontally nearly a kilometer away.

The power of the rune poured down from the sky and slammed into the depths of the crater.

Like a stirring stick stirring in the water, the terrible change is to make the ground like the surface of the water, creating a circle of ripples, spreading to all sides.

But the truth is that it was the dirt that was plowed and turned to dust.

The bottom of the huge crater, which was already nearly a thousand meters deep, was plowed by this force again, and it suddenly sank dozens of meters. Look at all this dust, God knows how deep it is down there?

Wang Zheng moved away, looking at this blow like a ripple of water, and he also had palpitations.

The next moment, Wang Zheng rose to the sky.

Azarah sneered, and also moved, almost biting Wang Zheng's back, and the claws he was wearing went towards Wang Zheng again.

I saw that in the sky above Wang Zheng, within a range of dozens of kilometers, a huge palm appeared, slowly grabbing towards Wang Zheng in the air.

It seems to be slow, mainly because this palm is too large, covering dozens of kilometers.

In fact, this palm had already reached the top of Wang Zheng's head in the blink of an eye, and it was pinched back fiercely.

Wang Zheng felt this surging power, but at this moment, his entire arm shook violently, with his fist as the center, forming a ray of light.

"Luo Yanquan first style, sky-breaking style!"

There are only three types of Luo Yanquan, and each style is extremely domineering.

With Wang Zheng as the starting point, a fist rose into the sky in an instant, and then continued to grow bigger, with a momentum of wanting to pierce the sky.

The huge palm that was grabbed was instantly broken by this fist, and this palm was smashed into the sky. In front of the domineering Luo Yanquan, Azarah also had to suffer a secret loss.

The power of the shattered runes was in a frenzied wantonness, and the mountains within a range of tens of kilometers were all wiped out and then twisted to pieces.

What is even more terrifying is this kind of strangulation force, under its cover, a huge crater dozens of kilometers in size and more than ten kilometers deep has once again been formed.

Wang Zheng glanced at it, and it was almost bottomless below, as if someone had poked a hole in the planet. What seems like a simple blow is actually devastating.

"With the increase of Luo Yanquan, it is still one point weaker than him."

The fight just now made Wang Zheng become serious, because this Azalah is really strong, he should be the strength of the late stage of the realm king, far from Wang Zheng's current fake can be compared.

With a sinister smile on his face, Azarach took a step in place and disappeared directly.

The next moment, Azarah had already appeared in the atmosphere, blocking above Wang Zheng's skyrocketing.

"Get down for me!"

With a loud scream, Azalah's hand pressed down on Wang Zheng again.

At this level, the powerhouses don't need any moves at all, because the power they can call has reached the point where they have no tricks to win.

Every action contains the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, so why do you need moves?

Again, in this sky, an even more exaggerated palm was formed, this palm was composed of countless runes, flashing with yellow light, dazzling. It spans more than 100 kilometers and feels as if the entire sky has been obscured.

This palm appeared, and it pressed down heavily on Wang Zheng again.

The air in the entire area felt as if it had been emptied, and it was suffocating. Wang Zheng, who was under this palm, looked so small.

The palm of his hand had not yet arrived, but Wang Zheng had already felt that his whole body was burning, as if a mountain range was pressing on his body, and there was a "click" sound from his bones.

And the ground.

The palm of the hand was still thousands of meters away from the ground, but within a range of more than 100 kilometers on the entire ground, in front of this terrifying force, it suddenly sank deep, revealing a palm more than 100 kilometers in size.