Chapter 352: Wang Da Tang!

Let's not talk about 'the emperor of the present world - Meow Caixi', he worked hard and studied a promising plan, so that the name of 'Meow Jiu' resounded all over the world and shook the heavens, and the result was actually 'Wang Da Tangerine'!

How can this be reasonable? There is still a bit of a collapse mentality.

Song Kuo was not good, and Meow Jiu also felt a flash of malice, plus Wang Dacheng was too angry.

So, Meow Jiu became angry, and jumped out directly at great speed, with golden light gathering on the small claws, and the huge golden slap condensed, like a cat's claw mountain, without giving Song Kuo a chance to continue, he was fierce and unparalleled, and he went over directly.

"I'm the king of your meow orange!"

Boom~!The seventh floor was shocked, as if the heavens and the earth were changing, making a loud noise that shook the world, the entire Drunken Dream Building was shaking violently, and two terrifying momentum that was higher than the sky rushed out, and the monks were horrified, this feeling, as if the sky was falling, all looked over.

Pang Bai rushed to the street for the first time, his eyes were fiery as if he could engulf people's souls, his clothes were wild, his hair collided violently, he was holding a pen and paper in his hand, and he was ready to record everything.

"Big news, super big news! Wang Da Tang and Song Kuo are fighting, the real Saint Son level Tianjiao fight! In this battle, Wang Da Tang's strength should be able to show even more! Invincible in the same realm!" His eyes widened, his voice began to tremble because of extreme excitement, and his eyes were so hot that he almost fell into madness! No one could stop him from digging up such big news!

He has always believed that Meow Jiu's strength is only the tip of the iceberg.

Many of the monks who were on the same path as him were a step slower, and their hearts trembled when they saw his momentum.

All the monks seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and they all rushed to the street in an instant, they were extremely excited, it was the picture of anticipation, Wang Dacheng and a saint-like figure on the bar!

Although the Instrument Sect is not a true Holy Land Pure Land, Song Kuo's qualifications, heritage, and combat power are by no means something that ordinary Tianjiao can summarize.

The monks shouted left and right, calling friends, climbing the building and climbing over the wall, standing on the top of the tall building, their eyebrows and eyes shining, their bodies trembling, they didn't dare to take off, and all eyes gathered on the Drunken Dream Tower!

Boom ~ Boom ~ Meow!

The monks heard Meow Jiu's voice, like a dragon's groan, and it spread far away, and soon, the seventh layer seemed to erupt, like endless energy

The wind and waves washed out, several streets were trembling, many houses and buildings had signs of collapse, Song Kuo and Meow Jiuyi one after the other, like two lightning rays flying out, straight into the sky.

But when many monks saw it, they were shocked and said, "Song Kuo was actually photographed!"

"I meow you meow!" Meow Jiu is very elegant, really, very, very elegant.

He seems to be walking in the great sun, not long ago he was stuffed into an ancient holy body medicine by Lei Peng, and now the flesh shell can be said to be incomparably powerful, destroying the withering and decaying, and directly crushing the past.

Burning with blazing qi and blood flames, Meow Jiu is like a holy spirit coming out of the forbidden area, like a real dragon, one claw is radiant, like a weighing weight pressed down, one claw stares at the golden slap, angrily shot, blasting out a vacuum.

Song Kuo fought with him, but soon, his face changed, and his body was actually suppressed! He was very confident in himself, and he had specially tempered his body, but now, he was actually suppressed!

"Very good, that's right, they all say that you can fight with the Holy Son of Dayan, and you are invincible in the same realm?" Song Kuo said in a low voice, his hair was all outstretched, like the god of war was angry, his eyes burst out with divine light, and he was extremely impressive, and there was a red-hot oven floating above his head, spitting out hot refined copper liquid, as if imprinted in the void.

Needless to say, the battle is enough!

Meow Jiu stepped on, his face was even darker, this time, he spread out his thoughts, and he heard a lot of Wang Da Tangerine, all Wang Da Tangerine, none of them called Meow Jiu!

"Wow, babble...... "The orange cat became more and more angry, its hair exploded, its face was puffed up, and the stars moved in unison, Tiangang was like a heavenly sword, cutting off the source stream, and it was even a fiery dragon breath that spit out, and the purple flames, like a tsunami, rushed straight to the sky.

Song Kuo's tall and majestic body pressed down, he avoided the fire, clenched his fists and blasted out, the oven above his head spit out a series of divine radiance, each of which weighed a thousand equally, pressing the sky and swept, sweeping the eight wildernesses, and there were sonorous sounds from the heavens and the earth, as if striking iron.

"This is Song Kuo's Immortal Oven Heavenly Skill! It was created by the supreme sages of the Digital Instrument Sect together, and it is a divine technique! It can make the physical body comparable to a divine weapon! It is even more mysterious. Pang Bai said, which surprised all the cultivators.

"Brother Pang, do you know about Song Kuoling?"

The nearby monk opened his mouth to ask, he had bought the news, and at this time, he followed behind Pang Bai, and I have to say that this perspective is really good for meow!

"The Holy Son level is another price. Pang Baitou didn't look back, stared at the battlefield tightly, and replied lightly, after this battle, Wang Dacheng's news can be raised openly again! Hahaha...... Be merry, be merry!

Everyone was moved, and many monks from afar looked at him, although Song Kuo was not as famous as the Holy Son, but there were rumors that the two had fought once, and they didn't know whether it was true or not.

Boom~ The sky erupted again, Meow Jiu's little face was abnormally resentful, and the air on all four limbs exploded, like a real dragon soaring into the air, counterattacking the sky, both claws burst out with golden light, and all the divine radiance that came was extinguished by him, and he was difficult to stop.

Song Kuo strode in, like a god with the oven in front of him, his fingers moved in unison, and a very strong aura erupted, like a flood erupting, imprinted into the sky, blocked with Meow Jiu's golden slap, and the clouds were shaken open.

Meow Jiu was very resentful and angry at this time, and he didn't say a word, the divine brilliance contained in the oven seemed to be endless, and the divine brilliance was like a fierce snake, winding in, crushing the clouds, and making all directions move.

In the distance, Song Kuo's body became like a big sun, dyeing half of the sky red, the fiery breath evaporated, and his eyes actually shot out a red light, which was even more terrifying and dazzling.

He attacked with all his might, like a meteorite smashing into the earth, the mouth of the oven was facing Meow Jiu, the brilliance flowed, enveloping Meow Jiu, and a destructive force rushed out, as if Meow Jiu was regarded as a raw material for the holy soldiers, and he wanted to be calcined and hammered.

Meow Jiu felt an invisible pressure, and it seemed that a piece of heaven was suppressed, which reminded Meow Jiu of the days when he was refining his body with a black gold plate brick, which was not as much pressure as the black gold plate brick gave him.

In an instant, Meow Jiu burst out of his momentum, no longer hidden, and the monstrous coercion was like a mighty sea, immediately filling the sky.

The current Meow Jiu, although his physique looks arrogant, but the arrogance that rushes into the sky makes the monks have an illusion of a fierce reappearance, and they have an instinctive fear in their hearts, their strands tremble, and their breath is suffocated.

The power of the king makes heaven and earth, and all living beings shake it.

"Big Orange Daoist is really still Big Orange Daoyou!" The Tianjiao in the Drunken Dream Building all floated out, almost all of them had fought with Meow Jiu, looking at the sky, they were all sighing.