The smoke and dust rushed up, dim and heavy, and the golden stick that was deep in the cliff was brilliant and bright, heavy as a mountain, destroying the cliff, and Song Kuoling was pressed down.

This picture was so shocking that the monks watching the battle felt as if they had been struck by lightning, and the golden figure standing like a great emperor was too handsome! It was too powerful!

"It's a real hammer, Wang Dacheng really has the combat power of a saint son. ”

"Do you still need to beat it? We already know it!"

The golden stick plunged deep into the mountain, and with a buzz, the cracks around it tended to get bigger, and then they became smaller and flew back into Meow Jiu's hand.

Meow Jiu's eyes shimmered, looking at the drifting dust, when Song Kuo came, he had a flash of malice towards him, but until now, except for the increasingly high-spirited fighting spirit, Meow Jiu didn't feel anything else.

"Click~!" The mountain collapsed again, making the cultivators dumbfounded, and there was an oven to roast the mountain hot, and like a red lightning, it rushed out of the billowing smoke and dust, and hit Meow Jiu.

Meow Jiu only relied on the golden stick to bombard, the essence was like a long rainbow gushing, a stick cracked, the oven shook and was knocked away, Meow Jiu chased after him, in the eyes of the cultivators, it was another stick to smash it, like a star exploding.

"Wang Da Tangerine!" In the dust, Song Kuo's hair was scattered, the armor was scattered, the majestic body was like a god and demon, he was roaring, the momentum was as fierce as Xia was happy, the surging qi was emanated, and in an instant, the mountains and rocks were shaken down, and many plants and trees were swept into ashes.

When his words fell, a pillar of blood and qi rushed out of his heavenly spirit cover, like the Hanhai washing the Beidou, and then, if the stars fell one after another, the aura was very domineering, and it could almost break through the conjoined bodies of some monks!

"Don't, don't!" shouted the middle-aged man from the Qizong.

"Oh, the art of military liberation! I don't know which one you get?" The other great sects came to make their eyes gloomy, and there were a few stars holding the moon, their heads and horns, and the Holy Spirit covering their heads, and the young people like gods were all interested.

"No, it's just a fragment. "That's right, the art of military solution is too rare.

"But this junior is also quite profound!"

"What is it?" Meow Jiu's face darkened again, his brows frowned slightly, Song Kuo's momentum became more and more terrifying, and the surrounding mountains collapsed and turned into powder, as terrible as an abyss, and there was a trace of ...... Some kind of extreme breath!

"Bang~!" Song Kuo strode out, a huge crack extended from under his feet, and the mountains were shattered by him, and then, his figure rose to the sky, the sky shook, the infinite air waves, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Meow Jiu, a pair of eyes were bloodshot, blood red.

"Boom~!" Meow Jiu felt that his chest was hit hard, and then he flew out upside down, the golden stick broke free, and smashed a mountain more than ten meters, and he was directly embedded in another mountain, smashing the mountain trembling.

"Score a win!" Song Kuo's momentum was too terrifying, like a revived god and demon, the oven was inextinguishable, his thick hair was scattered with the wind, and he was dancing upside down.

Boom Boom Boom~ He rushed to the mountain that Meow Jiu smashed into, and the Heavenly Punishment Spear was no longer needed, and he punched it with his palm, and every oven was brilliant and boundless, and the rotation of the divine light swept away, and the tips of the mountain were all cut off.

His combat power is boundless, his gestures, the energy is pouring out violently, the mountains are pierced, a large number of trees are swept away, the smoke and dust are thick, there, it seems to gather a thunder lake, and the sound of explosions continues to sound.

Huh~ The broken mountain exploded, Meow Jiu rushed out, if a golden sun hung high in the sky, his heart was surprised, his eyes swept over, Song Kuo was approaching extremely quickly, and he pierced the heavenly punishment spear, this offensive became particularly different, and the fierce light writhing on the spear seemed to be able to penetrate even the sky.

"It's time for a good fight!" Meow Jiu Runrun's eyes were red, he blinked resolutely, took a deep breath, and clearly realized that this was an extreme offensive, if it wasn't for the quick reaction before, he would have almost been provoked!

It's really terrible, Meow Jiu is a little scared, and his heart palpitates.

Bang~!Meow Jiu dodged, Song Kuo's spear blew up the hills in the distance, Meow Jiu glanced at it, and then

Heng Mei looked at Song Kuo, clenched his fists, and the golden fists were full of brilliant light, as if a divine glow had been drawn, like a fairy sword erupting.

Meow Jiu ignited his qi and blood, and one after another blood and qi dragons burst out, like a great river flowing on the sun, and the monks were all stunned, and this blood and qi were overwhelming, as if they were about to compose a vision! The sky rumbled, and the holy ape that was shiny all over the body seemed to be fighting in the ancient heaven and earth! The flesh was simply showing off the sky!

Knock~!Meow Jiu's fist hit the Heavenly Punishment Spear, and a piercing sound erupted, Song Kuo raised his head and shouted, the fiery red glow rushed out of his eyes, and he shook his body violently, greatly slamming the Heavenly Punishment Spear, and the extreme qi filled the sky.

The pinnacle is not the pinnacle, it seems to be at your fingertips!

He shot violently, trying to fly Meow Jiu out, and the great body exuded a hot temperature, which made people's scalps tingle.

The boundless light that rushed out of the Heavenly Punishment Spear was intertwined into a large net of Luo Tian covering the sky and the earth, and countless spear lights seemed to fall from the sky, but the eyes of the Nine Gods of Meow shot at Xiao Han, and the fist hole reflected the sky, and he used a fast punch, as if there were countless golden suns hanging in the air, and the blazing light simply purified all the dark sides!

"I'll swallow!" Meow Jiu took a deep breath, his abdomen bulged, and he used the devouring method, no matter how raging the energy storm was, no matter how terrible the spear light was, he swallowed it all.

The monk's eyes are about to protrude!

"Wang Dacheng is so tough! I want to fan him!"

Many monks shouted, looking at the shining holy ape, and kept swallowing their saliva.

"Hiccup~!" Meow Jiu's arms were spread, his mana was flowing endlessly like the Hanhai, and the walls of the sky seemed to be torn off by him, and he clenched his fists and went up, Song Kuo Yan has been fiercely resisting it, but his face is getting worse and worse.

"Boom~!" The sky was clear, but there was a thunderbolt sound, and Meow Jiu's body was incredible, and the golden light rushed into the sky.

"Our king is still a king!" Meow Jiu hummed and chirped, and meowed as soon as he opened his mouth, remembering the days of fighting with Li Datou, that is, the mana was urged, as if it was inexhaustible, and the divine power was surging, facing the extreme, and the heavens and the earth were wailing.

Whew~ Song Kuo exhaled heavily, the air became scorched, his chest burned like fire, and the battle spirit in the sky was like a fire.

Duang~ His oven was shaking, a terrifying breath rushed out from the mouth of the mist-filled furnace, the heavenly punishment spear continued to shoot, the reverse chaos yin and yang seemed to be okay, the mountains were being destroyed, the plants and trees were turned into pieces, and the clouds were shattered.

They were like two god kings fighting, and their might was shaking throughout the world, and the monks' heads were shaking, even if those great sects came to make them, they were watching seriously.

I am afraid that this is the first Son level battle that took place in broad daylight since the Great Era, and it will soon be known to the world!

"Big Orange Daoyou, really stand far away on the way to the royal road!" Feng Shui Tianjiao was taken aback, what Meow Jiu said before was waiting for them in the royal realm, it was not a lie.

"The Ninety-One Clan, as the legend says, can lead an era?" In the distance, Pang Bai was stunned and muttered to himself, his hands did not stop, and he kept recording.

Those great sect commanders came, and their eyes were extremely hot!

Bang~!Bang~!Meow Jiu seems to be able to grasp the sun and the moon, grasp the stars, sprinkle and fall, a starry sky stretches out, he runs in it, and the shot is the sun and stars, the purple sun strikes, and the stars fall.

Song Kuo's face was heavy, panting, in the sea of knowledge, the piece of Dao jade released a soft brilliance, enveloping the entire sea of knowledge, he was surrounded by fierce flames, behind him, the divine wheel swept out, and the nine ovens were about to break through the night sky and engulf the stars.

But Meow Jiu smashed the oven with a fist, and each time he broke one, Song Kuo's face was a little more solemn, and when there were five left, Song Kuo vomited out a mouthful of blood, his long hair and shawl, as if he was soaked in water, and he had to be called back, holding his breath and concentrating, stabbing the spear with all his might, and the extreme explosion shattered the night sky and rushed out of the cave that was stabbed.

"Third uncle, hurry up and stop it, his state is very bad!" "Where the Qizong is, Song Yulin came to the middle-aged man's side, he was weak and still wanted someone to support him, looking at the place of battle, his face was warm and shiny, and he said with concern, but there was a depth in his eyes

Deep malice.

......The middle-aged man with a breath like a brute dragon was condensed, and did not speak, but the mana surging all over his body was like a burning fire, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes were cautious as if he could swallow all his souls.

Boom~!Far into the sky, Meow Jiu and Song Kuo collided again, Song Kuo played the king song, Wang Yin summoned countless divine soldiers to fall, like a soldier hiding wide, he stood on a high place, holding a spear and constantly stabbing out.

Meow Jiu was even more arrogant, spitting dragon breath, punching out, turning golden light into a tripod, turning ingots, and a piece of gold rushed through, and the figure slid into the sky, swept over the collapsed mountain, and pulled out the golden stick again.

He even summoned his own royal seal, so that the name of the big orange king shines in the world.

He looked at it, "...... Big Orange King, Big Orange King, Big Orange King......"

Yes, Meow Jiu nodded and continued to fight.

The monks looked.

“...... Wang Da Orange King Da Orange King Da Tang ......"

Shouted: "Big orange mighty!"

The corners of Song Kuo's mouth were overflowing with blood, his mana was about to be exhausted, and the strength in his body was about to be exhausted, but looking at Meow Jiu, it seemed that there were still remnants, and he was still fighting.

The aftermath of the battle was incomparably overwhelming and shocking, making the monks watching the battle confused, both excited and excited.

"Hey, hey, they're coming......" The monk who was watching the excitement exploded, watching Meow Jiu and Song Kuo actually hit them directly.

Meow Jiu swung the golden stick, Song Kuo waved the Heavenly Punishment Spear, and the mountains sank as if they were constantly exploding.

"Run, you're going to die!" The monks scattered and ran quickly, looking at the impulsive posture of the clouds, if it was affected, it would not be able to die!

Boom~!The golden stick and the heavenly punishment spear pierced the big mountain cave again, the mountain was impacted, the boulder fell in chaos, and the dust rose like mist, covering up and dizzy.

When the cultivators were about to see the Ghost Gate, Meow Jiu and Song Kuo rushed straight into the air, and the surging aftermath of the battle shook the clouds.

"Wow~!" Song Kuo's vision was confused, he spit out a mouthful of blood, retched constantly, his body swayed, his voice was hoarse, and said: "Wang Dacheng, next, I really have to give it a go, cough cough~ Jiujia Casting Holy Formula, Fourth Jia!"

The picture scroll behind him was even more condensed, coercive and overwhelming, like the water curtain shaking, and then, a set of golden armor was very brilliant, and there was a pair of big wings behind it, which was extremely brilliant.

Ka Ka Ka ~ The armor is all in place, Song Kuo is imposing, like an ancient king, with brilliant might.

A hazy Dao light shrouded Song Kuoling's head, and then, under the mask, Song Yulin looked at it with hatred like fire, and his teeth clenched.

"Ultimate form!" Meow Jiu's eyes lit up.

"No, it's just the fourth. Song Kuo said.

Between a man and a cat, the surging energy was like a big wave beating, and suddenly, they rushed together, Song Kuo was glowing and hot, his wings swept across the sky, roaring loudly, urging his body as if it had been filled with lead.

Meow Jiu dragged the golden stick, the divine light gathered, and the golden slap rushed out, like a heavenly monument, if the mountain town go.

After the fierce collision, Meow Jiu said: "You can't bear it anymore, your mana is exhausted." ”

"Fight!" Song Kuoling just said a word, dragging his extremely heavy body and continuing to shoot.

Meow Jiu shook his head, and Song Kuo called, and he took it.

In the end, Meow Jiu waved the golden stick and fought with Song Kuo for the last time, but it was empty, Song Kuo was exhausted, and he fought until he passed out and fell straight down.

Meow Jiu breathed a long sigh of relief and took back the Wang Yin, he was a little tired after fighting for so long.

I wanted to fly over, but I saw that the middle-aged man from the Qizong rushed over and took Song Kuo down, and Meow Jiu didn't move.

The middle-aged man of Qizong, probing Song Kuo's injury, couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, turned his head to look at Meow Jiu, his fiery eyes were intertwined with lightning, and then he didn't look back and flew away.

"Wang Dacheng, victory!" for a long time, the monks shouted in shock!

"Meow meow~!" Meow Jiu heard it, and his face twitched again.