Rumble!

It's terrifying, it's the size of a thousand feet, like a moving fortress, a mountain-like body, and just by looking at it, the soul is trembling.

And the speed of crushing is extremely fast, like a meteor catching the moon, under the protection of thousands of golden lights, the wind is clear and the illusion of the flood beast raises its big feet and falls directly.

The Holy Venerable who was locked by him was forced to raise his hand to block it in desperation, and wanted to resist it under the hard shock, his arms were raised upward, and countless streamers turned into thousands of sharp qi, pushing it horizontally upward.

Click, crisp and pleasant sound spread all over the four directions, eight wilderness and six together, the catharsis of the only one's self-esteem is undoubted, the wind is clear and domineering and invincible, who competes?

The power of this kick is too strong, and the strength of the body of the wind is clear, it can almost blow up the cultivation of the true star, not to mention that now he is facing a self-slashing saint venerable?

This foot fell, and all the rules of the law were shattered, and with an overwhelming violent force, the Holy Venerable was trampled under his big feet.

The crowd was shocked, this scene was too terrifying, from a distance, this was almost a moving mountain volley, the wind was clear and trampled away, this holy venerable then cast a magic spell to resist it, and the raised hands could only stabilize the big feet from continuing to fall.

However, just when everyone thought that he had blocked it, Feng Qingyang suddenly roared, and a young man with a radiant spirit suddenly walked out of the eyebrows of the fierce beast, and his appearance was the same as that of Feng Qingyang.

"Divine soul out of the body?" Before the Holy Venerable could react, he saw the transparent figure lock his gaze, and with the roar, he raised his hand to cover the sky and bombarded him directly.

Surrounded by three great worlds, the Divine Fist is unparalleled in the world, reaching its peak, shattering the void, bursting the sky, and under the shock, he let out angry roars again and again, but even so, he was still severely suppressed by it.

This scene fell deeply in the eyes of hundreds of millions of beings in the spiritual world, that was like the figure of the gods, peerless, the deity of the law trampled on the holy venerable law, and the soul of the god was separated from the body and beat it without the slightest power to fight back, that kind of domineering and self-respecting momentum shocked everyone.

Bang!

As the terrifying fluctuations came, this Saint Venerable finally exploded and died, and the essence of the sky was swallowed by the wind Qingyang, and almost at the moment of devouring, the aura on his body changed rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, the violent crushing state was repeated again, everyone held their breath, forgot the time, and looked at the wind Qingyang who fell into a rampage so sluggishly, this demon god is unparalleled in the world.

The ancient and medieval forces hid in their lair and trembled, recalling the scenes that Feng Qingyang had done, crushing the Fire Spirit King, destroying the overlords, and overthrowing one big force after another, and it was ridiculous that they were still clamoring to kill him and deprive him of his third will.

Now it seems that this is a joke, a big joke, Feng Qingyang is lucky not to take the initiative to find trouble with them, all this is slow to say, in fact, it all happened between lightning and flint.

Feng Qingyang didn't stop at all, and his violent momentum was full of momentum, directly crushing the two Saint Venerable Dharma Bodies, and he didn't stop until he finally faced the City Lord of Sin City.

The master and apprentice stood facing each other, only ten zhang apart from each other, and at this time, he had also recovered from the original fierce beast to the size of an ordinary person, looking at the master in the distance, Feng Qingyang's eyes were a little strange.

"Master, do you want to make a move?" Shen Yin Shaoqing, he said so, but he didn't know that after these words were spoken, the thousands of people in the rear all gave him a fierce look, if it wasn't for the fact that it was not the time, they almost wanted to step forward and beat him severely.

The city lord of Sin City shook his head, obviously not wanting to fight with it again, Feng Qingyang's supreme combat power at this time was only close to piercing the membrane, and then he could face the final emperor tribulation.

Whether he blocked it or not, in fact, it had no effect, and he looked at the wind Qingyang meaningfully, and said: "You didn't disappoint me, but you can still remember the original Tiantiao and the three artistic conceptions?" 、

"Master," Feng Qingyang subconsciously stretched out his hand, but as far as the eye could reach, it was just a little starlight, and the essence of the sky was surging wildly.

The limit of the Nine was full, causing a loud bang in his body, and the violent mana was not cultivating, which seemed to be in line with a certain certain certainty.

However, the changes in his body still did not bring Feng Qingyang back to his senses at this time, and his soul and memory stayed in the two sentences that his master said in the military explanation.

"Could it be that you prepared all this?" Feng Qingyang's heart shook, and a deep touch came out leisurely, and it was only now that he understood why the Tianji he faced when he entered Sin City was so in line with him, almost tailor-made for him.

Although it has existed for thousands of years, it can be the power of the Holy Venerable, and the deduction of the heavenly machine can naturally be done in the past and the present, and the three mysterious artistic conceptions were originally thought to be owned by the boundary beads, but now it seems that they are also left by the city lord of the sin city.

No matter what the reason or reason is, it is all for him, that kind of thoughtfulness and care, so that Feng Qingyang almost red his eyes and left tears.

"I know, it's all because of me, if it weren't for your secret action, I'm afraid I'd have died countless times back and forth. Feng Qingyang said secretly.

Raising his hand to look at the heavenly dome, the Heavenly Providence Holy Venerable that was conjured next to the City Lord of Sin City, the original fierceness of the Heavenly Providence Holy Venerable disappeared, and was replaced by a strong expectation.

"The consciousness of the teenager back then had a relationship with you, so it can be seen that there is also a causal relationship between you and me. As if he had guessed what Feng Qingyang was thinking, Providence said.

Feng Qingyang lowered his head and engraved their words in his heart, isn't all this for the comfort of hundreds of millions of beings in the spirit world? Raising his hand and looking at the halo all over his body, the power of faith is endless.

The roar in the body was endless, all of this was precisely because of the slaughter of the Nine Saint Venerables, and the limit of the Nine was the final beginning. The spinning mana simply can't stop.

Layer by layer, the powerful and terrifying heartstrings that are like a bamboo, almost instantaneously underwent earth-shaking changes, and the momentum burst out, climbing infinitely.

With the roar of heaven and earth, as well as the sudden appearance of the strong aura of silence around him, the momentum of the clear wind has actually brought the status of the true saint deity infinitely.

It can be said that at this moment, he can almost compete with the true body of any Holy Venerable, and the demon who defies the sky will finally turn decay into magic and bloom with the most primitive brilliance at this moment.