The figure of the White King was undoubtedly revealed in Wu Xingzhi's eyes.

She was covered in white filaments, which looked like a giant cocoon, with a long, hideous tail trailing underneath.

She hadn't even had time to break out of her cocoon when the Land of Resurrection was destroyed, but no one would have thought that she would be slaughtered because of this, and even a newly revived young beast was born with authority enough to make her the most terrifying being in the world.

Her speed was extremely fast, and her long, bony tail whipped against the wall of the well, and her massive torso rose rapidly as the wall was scarred.

"Quick! Stop her! Someone shouted at Wu Xingzhi in horror, they knew who would face God, and the figure stood straight at the mouth of the well, like a reef that had been beaten by the stormy waves.

Wu Xingzhi's gaze casually swept over the shouting people and smiled disdainfully.

"So, what are you waiting for? While she is still in the well, quickly beat her down, and when she escapes, who else can stop her? The man's face was full of horror and anger, his clothes were magnificent, and he was clearly from a prominent family, so his tone had the usual commanding air in his tone.

A scream pierced the air, and a piece of rubble pierced his body in an instant.

He shut up forever, and even the other half-bloods instantly quieted down, their eyes looking at Wu Xingzhi in horror, as if looking at the White King who was breaking out of the well.

"You seem to have gotten something wrong." Wu Xingzhi sneered, "How I want to act, it has nothing to do with you, what makes you have the illusion that I and you are all the way?" ”

Everyone couldn't help but take a few steps back, and then they realized that this was a person who opened up the Red Ghost River with his body, before that, they had never known this person, and when they saw that the other party took the task of slaying the dragon on themselves, they thought that the other party would be like those people in the secret party, at least with some respect for their families.

They vaguely realized that they had made a mistake, and perhaps the person in front of them was more dangerous than the Dragon King.

The plain white figure finally crawled out of the well, her long craggy tail swaying in the air, as if observing the situation around her, and then, she slammed towards Eri.

For her, it was the most delicious food.

"Don't worry." A figure suddenly appeared in front of the White King, and with the explosion in the air, the White King's huge body flew out.

Wu Xingzhi stood in front of Eri Yi, watched lightly as the white king's body hit the ground, dusty, and said, "Let's take it step by step." ”

A roar sounded, with a heavy coercion, spreading in all directions as if it were substance.

The newborn king is also a king, and she can't accept that she has been kicked away by a small human.

The moon-white light pierced out of the dust, facing Wu Xingzhi impartially.

Wu Xingzhi did not resist, but pulled Eri Yi back for a while, and then jumped forward and disappeared into the dust.

A muffled sound like thunder echoed, it was the sound of a fist falling on the flesh, and the White King let out a roar of pain and anger, and everyone couldn't see the scene in the dust clearly, but just the brain made them tremble.

It wasn't a battle between humans and dragons, it was a fist-to-flesh battle between two monsters.

Finally, a pale tentacle stretched out of the dust curtain, no, it was not a tentacle, it was a curved dragon neck, with dense white scales on it, a pair of golden pupils like candles looking around, and the coercion belonging to the gods even made the surrounding half-bloods unable to stand on their feet.

A figure also jumped up from the dust, his figure parallel to the dragon's neck, looking like a small flying insect in front of a huge sculpture, but then, the flying insect turned in mid-air, and its right leg smashed down like a battle axe, and with a concussion like a substance, the white king's head was smashed down at a faster speed.

The scene of defeating a creature more than a hundred times larger than oneself under a single blow makes it impossible to tell whether this is an illusion or a reality.

But it was too late for people to think about it, for more pale heads came out of the dust, one, two......

A total of eight tentacle-like dragon necks waved, their sharp teeth biting frantically at their prey, and roaring as if they were coming from the deepest parts of hell.

"Eight...... Yaki Orochi! ”

Yuan Zhisheng stood in the distance, looking at this scene like a mythical epic, his face was a little pale.

This is the form of the legendary White King Izanami, the image of the Yaki Orochi has always been circulated in the myth of Neon, he never thought that he would one day see the mythical creature appear in reality, if there is no Wu Xingzhi in front of him, Gen Zhisheng has no doubt that such an existence can push Neon into the abyss with his own strength.

The throbbing from the depths of his bloodline told Gen Zhisheng that the power inherited in his body came from the terrifying creature in front of him, and if it weren't for the fact that the other party was just a new life, I am afraid that he would not even be able to look at the other party.

Boom –

The transparent qi was revealed because of the dust, it was a huge fist, and even enveloped the body of the White King, falling from the sky with unparalleled strength, the eight heads of the White King were pressed back to the ground in an instant, and then the ground spread out in a circle like a wave, and suddenly the people around them turned on their backs.

"The warm-up is over."

Yuan Zhisheng heard Wu Xingzhi's voice, and there was not even a gasp after exercise in his voice, as he said, the scene that shocked everyone was just a warm-up.

The dust cleared, and everyone could finally see the battlefield clearly.

A huge fist mark appeared on the ground, and the Yaqi Snake stood in the huge pit formed by the fist mark, shook its head, and the eight slender necks were raised again, and blood could be seen seeping out of the other party's snow-white scales, obviously the earth-shattering blow just now made her uncomfortable.

Wu Xingzhi stood on the edge of the fist print, slowly raised his hand, and took off a long strip-like object that was carried behind him and wrapped in strips of cloth.

"Looks like you're not convinced."

He faced the huge Yaqi Snake, shook his hand, and in the silver-white light, the strips of cloth turned into pieces and fell, and a clear long sword appeared in his hand.

The Seven Deadly Sins, Arrogance.

"The vitality is so strong, if I cut off a few heads first, you shouldn't die, right?"

The head of the Yaqi Giant Snake slowly curled up, and his long tail with jagged bones slowly raised, and the tail end of the long tail, the sharp bones like white jade shone brightly under the rising sun.

"Be careful—" Yuan Zhisheng shouted from afar, "That's Tiancong Cloud!" ”

"The mythical incomparable divine sword, the legend is hidden in the tail of the Yaqi Orochi, nothing can stop the edge of Tian Congyun, and now it seems that what Tian Congyun is talking about is her tailbone at all!"

"Oh?" Wu Xingzhi narrowed his eyes and looked at the long tail called Tiancong Yun.

"This guy sounds so much better than you." He raised the arrogance in his hand, "Fight for some anger, don't be cut off directly." ”

Arrogance let out a buzzing sound of the sword, and the cold light permeated the entire sword body, and even extended out, turning into a few feet of sword light, swallowing and suffocating.

"Not convinced?"

Wu Xingzhi smiled.

"Then let's try this so-called Excalibur."

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