was caught off guard by Wen Jie's brutal play, and he was disillusioned and helpless and hurriedly dodged, and he became out of order. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The scattered cultivators who were watching on the side all thought like they were stupid, staring at their eyes and opening their mouths, they really looked dumbfounded.

Shaking Wen Jie away again, Disillusionment raised his hand to stop: "Okay, aren't you ashamed!"

Wen Jie ignored it, stabilized his body, and raised his sword again to rush over. This time, even the divine power was not used, and it was estimated that it was exhausted. The ring showed its original appearance, more like a cold iron sword.

Completely use physical strength, no routines, no random attacks with rules.

Afraid of hurting Wen Jie, he can no longer attack with divine power in disillusionment, he can only simply protect himself, like a personal meat sandbag, let Wen Jie cut and stab indiscriminately.

The dignified God Realm Initiator, the fight actually had the posture of a gangster, which made the onlookers feel ridiculous.

Of course, disillusionment saw the ridicule and ridicule of the onlookers, and the sarcastic gaze and tone, he couldn't help but be angry, and shook Wen Jie again: "You are enough!"

Wen Jie snorted coldly: "Are you afraid?

Disillusionment frowned, always feeling that there was something wrong with Wen Jie now, but he couldn't say it. was said by Wen Jie in front of so many people, disillusionment naturally would not be polite anymore: "You forced the deity!" As he spoke, the black qi around his body rolled, and a powerful coercion swept towards Wen Jie. Even the scattered cultivators who were watching had to retreat.

Wen Jie frowned and squinted, sneering in his heart: "It's just right, the ring is across the chest, one palm against the sword body, the thunder and lightning energy is running, crackling, a series of sound explosions, and the palm against the sword body slashes across the blade, leaving a golden blood line." The golden blood stimulated the thunder and lightning energy, and the electric light was connected and intertwined into a large net.

Boom, a dark cloud floated in the air, and the electric light in the cloud was churning, and the thunder was rolling. Boom, heavy rain poured, forming a small thunderstorm area around Wenjie.

When the pressure of disillusionment encounters a thunderstorm, it is blocked and cannot be advanced. Shocked, this is?

I saw Wen Jie in the rain sneering on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a piece of pale gold blood spilled out and merged with the heavy rain. Just like Tai Chi, I saw Wen Jie slowly raise his palm, and there was a faint surge of ice blue energy in his palm. Pushed out suddenly, the energy in the palm of his hand gathered the rain, instantly merged, turned into a water curtain, and surrounded the past overwhelmingly towards disillusionment.

Disillusionment frowned, and the eyebrow stick in his hand trembled slightly. One by one, the phantoms broke away from the sticks and crashed into the water curtain at various angles.

Click, a dazzling explosion of lightning, accompanied by a dull thunder. Wen Jie raised his sword forward, and the blade pierced the water curtain, and in an instant, above the water curtain, lightning swirled, and a crisp sonic boom erupted.

Pushing the Excalibur forward, the shadow of the stick kept hitting the water curtain, draining its energy. With a sneer on the corner of Wen Jie's lips, the distance between him and disillusionment was getting closer, and he had come to him.

With a sigh of disillusionment, the black qi in his palm condensed, and hit it directly on the Qi Mei stick. The eyebrow stick roared, and instantly formed a phanther figure the thickness of a bucket. The hand holding the Qi Mei stick shook, and the phantom immediately shook out and hit Wen Jie's water curtain.

Bang, crackling, a series of powerful electric currents exploded, shattering the phantom, and the electric light turned into a mighty thunderbolt beast, roaring and rushing towards disillusionment.

With a flick of his wrist, the Qi Mei stick collided directly with the giant beast. With a bang, the beast turned into a large pool of water, which immediately shattered, splattering disillusionment.

Disillusionment screamed badly and immediately retreated, but it was too late Wen Jie's divine sword was connected to the water, and the electric light was pervasive, and Disillusionment's wet clothes and the eyebrow stick in his hand became the best conductors, crackling, and another sonic boom was endless.

Wen Jie took a few steps back, hugged his arms to admire the disillusionment that was trembling all over his body, and a smug sneer hung on the corner of his lips.

Around, there was a round of applause mixed with cheers.

Bang, a black fog stirred, and Disillusionment came out of the black fog with a smile: "Deflated?"

Wen Jie lowered his eyes, snorted coldly, turned around and left. He wasn't stupid, and knew that Disillusionment was deliberately letting him go, so he could save some face.

Disillusionment shook his head with a wry smile and swept his eyes over everyone present. All the scattered cultivators immediately dodged away, and no one dared to touch the mildew of disillusionment.

Back at his residence, Wen Jie frowned and looked at his hands, closed his eyes, and sensed the divine power in his body.

After the battle just now, his divine soul has condensed a lot, and his divine power has increased a lot compared to before. This is the result of refining the strength of the physical body and stimulating the potential of the body.

That's right, the reason why Wen Jie went on such a fateful rampage, in addition to predicting that disillusionment would not really hurt himself, was more to stimulate the ultimate limit of the immortal golden body, thoroughly develop all its potential, and refine the golden body.

According to Master, the power of the Immortal Golden Body is more than that, so what is his true power?

Closing his eyes, Wen Jie communicated with Xuanyue: "Girl, tell you good news!"

Xuan Yue smiled: "It can't be that my husband is promoted again, right?"

Wen Jie laughed: "You still know me, that's right, today I fought against Disillusionment, and I found an effective way to stimulate my potential." ”

During this period of time, Wen Jie would talk to Xuan Yue every day to tell her about his current situation, of course, he had already told Xuan Yue about himself and Xuan Yue's energy.

During this period of time, Xuanyue had also been looking for a way to obtain the Pure Devouring Energy, after all, that was the essence of the Dark Energy.

After chatting with Xuan Yue for a few more words, Wen Jie stopped communicating with his thoughts, after all, he couldn't be too obvious under the nose of disillusionment, this was Wen Jie's back road.

Sure enough, not long after, disillusionment came: "What did you feel? Can you tell me?"

Wen Jie shook his head: "I can't tell, I feel that I am not far from the goal, but I always can't enter the door, alas!"

Disillusionment smiled: "If you want to advance, how can it be so simple." You are now in the realm of the gods, if you go any further, won't you be on a par with the deity. As he spoke, he smiled, looking unrealistic.

Snorted coldly: "It's only a matter of time before I surpass you old antique! I just want to deal with the catastrophe with a higher realm." ”

Disillusioned for a moment, then he laughed: "It's okay, then you continue to work hard, and the deity won't bother you!" After speaking, he left.

Wen Jie was a little strange, his disillusionment seemed to have changed? Could it be that he was planning something? Forget it, he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to.

Sitting cross-legged, Wen Jie began to stabilize his realm.

"What? Luo Xin let it out. Zhang Li clenched his hands into fists and shouted into the phone with an angry face.

"He paid the fine and started building the sewage treatment plant, so he had to release the people. As you know, our country's laws on environmental protection are not perfect. On the other end of the phone, there was a middle-aged man's voice. (To be continued.) )