In an instant, the power of national fortune in the heaven and earth was forcibly awakened.

A consciousness awakened in the heavens and the earth, like a consciousness between heaven and earth, with a magnificent meaning suddenly blessed the body of the king.

A golden dragon pattern slowly emerged on King Ying's body, with the majestic power of national fortune.

The power of national fortune was fiercely blessed on King Ying's cultivation, and King Ying's cultivation was forcibly raised to the realm of gods.

A force of rules that communicate between heaven and earth slowly appeared, and in a trance, King Ying seemed to see all living beings between heaven and earth......

King Ying took advantage of the power of national fortune to see all kinds of miserable conditions of the people in Yang Kai's land, all kinds of officers and soldiers continued to suppress the people, and the slightest disobedience would be slaughtered.

In that side of the world, some people were crying, and some people were sitting in front of the corpses of their loved ones in a daze.

Countless corpses were also dug by the officers and soldiers, and they were thrown into them and buried.

In order to establish himself as the king, Yang Kai's officers and soldiers slaughtered countless people with various iron-blooded methods......

There are hostile forces, and there are also ordinary people.

Seeing all kinds of Yang Kai's guarding the ground, King Ying's face became extremely ugly for a moment.

"Yang Kai, you're really damned."

The fortunes of the country slumbered, and the struggle for power became like a secular dynastic dispute.

Ten thousand will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, and when a king rises, all the people will fall......

"The human emperor is dead, why can't I do this?" Yang Kai shook his head calmly.

King Ying shook his head and stopped talking.

With the blessing of the power of the national fortune, King Ying immediately felt that the power of his divine soul was constantly being violently consumed under the forcible awakening of the national fortune.

Forcibly awaken the power of national fortune, and it will be counterattacked, but I didn't expect that this counterattack turned out to be the power of the divine soul.

His Yuanying's cultivation simply can't support the strength of the country's fortune for too long, and he must solve Yang Kai as soon as possible, otherwise he will be in danger.

King Ying's eyes flashed with terrifying golden light, and he violently activated the Saint King Spear in his hand and headed towards Yang Kai.

Yang Kai looked at King Ying's outburst, and his expression changed suddenly.

He couldn't understand why the national fortune was asleep, and King Ying could still forcibly borrow the power of the national fortune.

"God-King Thorn!" King Ying shouted, and started the transformation of the gods with the help of the national fortune.

In an instant, I saw that the Saint King spear in King Ying's hand burst out with a burst of dazzling golden light, with an invincible aura, which made the void twist violently.

A dazzling golden light was like a bright sun, and with King Ying's shot, it suddenly pierced the void.

Airplanes!

A roar sounded between heaven and earth, stabbing Yang Kai with infinite cold intent.

Although Yang Kai was puzzled by the strangeness of King Ying's borrowing of the power of national fortune, he did not panic at all. Although King Ying has the power to transform into a god, after all, it is only the power of borrowing national fortune.

And he has already seen that the cost of King Ying's borrowing of the power of the country's fortune must be very high, and it will not be able to support it for too long.

Yang Kai watched King Ying's God King spear stab, and immediately turned his cultivation into a thin knife and swung violently.

With a wave of the thin knife, it was like a bright moon in an instant, with a silver cold glow, heading towards King Ying.

The light of the bright moon collided with King Ying's Saint King spear, instantly stirring up the spiritual tide tide, turning into a hurricane and sweeping in all directions.

The Coldguard faced the aftermath of the attack of the two Transformation God Realms, and instantly fell into a piece.

King Ying held the Saint King Spear, and after the move was broken, he instantly raised the Saint King Gun and turned sideways, and a flash stepped in front of Yang Kai, raising the Saint King Spear and another sweep.

In an instant, the cold light was dazzling.

Yang Kai retreated violently to dodge King Ying's cold spear, and then looked at King Ying from a distance.

"King Ying, I don't know why you can borrow the power of national fortune....... Yang Kai said calmly to King Ying, "However, the borrowed power is not your own cultivation after all. ”

"The realm of the gods is not a gap only in the power of cultivation." Yang Kai hadn't finished speaking, and then a cold light flashed in his eyes, and the thin knife in his hand turned and sent it towards King Ying.

"Turning into a god is turning into a god, and it is not something that can be compensated for by the power of cultivation."

Under Yang Kai's gentle send, the thin knife instantly seemed to awaken some kind of sharp consciousness, and the brilliance like the bright moon swelled violently. BIquGe.biz

The thin knife instantly seemed to have grown several times larger, and it rushed towards King Ying with a momentum that destroyed the world and destroyed the world.

Princess Ying, who was watching the battle from a distance, looked at the monstrous knife and instantly frowned.

She could see that the gap between King Ying and Yang Kai was not only in cultivation, but also in the perception of transforming into a god.

King Ying is now borrowing the power of national fortune, but he can only cultivate as a god, but he lacks the 'will' of turning into a god.

Even if he borrows the power of national fortune, there is still a lot of gap between him and Yang Kai.

And King Ying is now just borrowing the national fortune token left by Su Mo to forcibly awaken the power of national fortune, and he can't last long.

Princess Ying can already see from King Ying's state that King Ying's soul is constantly being consumed, and if she goes down, King Ying will definitely not be able to hold on for too long.

Princess Ying sighed, touched her bulging lower abdomen, and was about to say something, but saw King Ying look over with a look of resistance.

Princess Ying looked at King Ying's expression, and suddenly reluctantly let go of the idea of wanting to make a move.

An ethereal breath slowly awakened on King Ying's body.

King Ying turned his head to look at the stab from Yang Kai, and shouted violently:

"The Holy King wakes up!"

In an instant, the Saint King Spear in King Ying's hand suddenly erupted into a dazzling streamer.

The streamer seemed to be conscious, and he violently blocked Yang Kai's magnificent knife, fixing Yang Kai's knife on the void.

The streamer slowly dispersed, turning into a statue of the god of Tongtian.

I saw that it was a tall and mighty illusory figure with a heroic and righteous spirit, the tall figure looked at Yang Kai coldly, raised his hand and grabbed Yang Kai's thin blade, no matter how Yang Kai pricked it, he couldn't pull out the thin knife.

The Saint King of the Seal in the Saint King's spear thought, this move can call the Saint King to strike once.

Yang Kai looked at the Saint King Phantom that suddenly appeared, and his face suddenly changed, and he violently abandoned his sword and retreated.

As soon as Yang Kai retreated, he saw the Saint King's phantom grasp fiercely, and the thin knife shattered, turning into powder and exploding violently.

Rumble!

The sound resounded all over the sky, and the cold mountains and rivers trembled violently.

"Saint King Style!" Looking at Yang Kai, who was retreating, Ying Wang Meng drank it and poured his cultivation into the Saint King's spear.

The Saint King's phantom erupted with a dazzling brilliance, like a god statue.

The Saint King's phantom stepped forward violently, his palm turned into a spear, and the golden light was like a bright sun, breaking through the void and reaching Yang Kai's body.

"Coldland." Yang Kai pushed forward with both palms, and a chill appeared in the sky, turning into an endless chill, instantly blocking the Saint King's shot in front of him.

A move was blocked, and King Ying's face appeared with the painful appearance of the depletion of the divine soul due to the backlash of the power of national fortune.

"Saint King Two Style!" King Ying forcibly lifted his spirit and yelled again.

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