"The innate anger of the Lord of the Heaven Replenishing Pavilion is captured, how is it possible!" A demon saint recognized the five-colored big hand, and immediately exclaimed.

"Humph!"

Wang Bu'er snorted coldly in his heart, and without stopping, a pair of huge golden wings suddenly appeared behind him, and suddenly, the speed increased dramatically, like a fine light, and the golden wings like a knife instantly swept past a low-level demon saint.

"Poof!"

With a pop, I saw that the demon saint was broken at the waist in an instant, the vitality in his eyes quickly disappeared, and his internal organs were suddenly flashed by Wang Buer's burst of brilliance, and a two-piece divine dragon appeared in the air, and blood was thrown.

Wang Buer's mind moved, and the dragon corpse disappeared in an instant.

Slay another dragon!

From the shot, to the two low-level demon saint bodies, there are only two breaths!

A real spike!

The slaughter came too fast, and those Shenlong disciples hadn't come back to their senses at this moment, but the look of horror in their eyes could not be hidden.

In the air, the little green dragon was stiff, and his big eyes were stunned. Her benefactors, so terrifying, the high-ranking demon saints, even said to kill, as simple as slaughtering chickens and dogs.

Wang Buji's current combat strength, an ordinary low-level demon saint, is slaughtered without difficulty.

"He's too fast, don't disperse!" These Divine Dragon Demon Saints finally reacted at this moment.

There was a high-level demon saint who shouted loudly, and suddenly, some messy demon saints gathered one after another.

"Unexpectedly, there are so many divine dragons on this Thundering Divine Mountain, and there are more than ten Demon Saints alone, and this is probably the real power of the Thundering Divine Mountain. Wang Buer stood in the void, confronting a group of gods, dragons, demons, and saints, and was amazed in his heart.

It is said that the dragon of the Shenlong clan withered, but in this Thundering Divine Mountain, it seems that it is not applicable, it seems that it must be because of the dragon pool.

In front of him, there are more than ten demon saints of the Shenlong clan, of course, most of them are low-level demon saints, there are three middle-level demon saints, as for the high-level demon saints, there are only two, the top demon saints, but it is the old man in green clothes who is the leader at this moment, judging from the breath, it is the wood god dragon clan.

"Wang Buer, you are so bold, you dare to break into my Thundering Dragon Palace and kill my Divine Dragon Clan, I don't know whether to live or die!" The old man in green clothes had a cold face, and his eyes flashed with terrifying murderous intent.

"Hehe, I also killed the dragon king and a highness of your Wood God Dragon Clan, and then killed two low-level demon saints, what is the matter?" Wang Buer smiled coldly, and before his words fell, the person had turned into a golden light, but in that direction, it was not a demon saint of the Divine Dragon Clan, but a dragon palace.

There, at this moment, many children of the Divine Dragon Clan gathered, most of these Divine Dragon disciples are low-level demon kings, and there are many Divine Dragons who cannot transform in the Peiyuan Realm, because they are afraid of being bombarded by the aftermath of the war, at this moment, they are all standing on the ground.

The Divine Dragon Clan, in addition to the so-called pure-blooded Divine Dragon, the Divine Dragons who have been baptized by the Dragon Transformation Pool generally have to reach the Refining Realm before they can transform into shapes.

"Not good, mean!"

The faces of the demon saints changed suddenly, and they gritted their teeth one after another, and swooped down.

Below, those Divine Dragon disciples are the foundation of his Thundering Divine Mountain.

Wang Buer's eyes flashed, his golden wings fluttered, and the golden lotus under his feet was born and destroyed, and at an extremely fast speed, he actually made an incredible turn in the air, and instantly entered the group of demon saints who swooped down.

"Damn, he already found out!" The old man in Tsing Yi's face changed suddenly, and he secretly hated in his heart.

He had just delayed time, but he was actually brewing a joint strike, and he believed that a blow from the strength of everyone could wipe out Wang Fuji in an instant!

However, the other party was as cunning as a fox, not only saw through his plan, but also grabbed the lifeblood of his Thundering Divine Mountain and resolved it in an instant.

At this moment, it is like a wolf entering a flock of sheep, killing wantonly.

In the air, blood rained down, and screams were endless.

Wang Buer's speed is extremely fast, often a golden light flashes, and a demon saint is separated into corpses, and in the next moment, even the corpse will disappear.

At the moment when the old man in Tsing Yi turned around, there were two more low-level demon saints.

"Ah, Wang Fuji, you should die!"

The old man in Tsing Yi had bloodshot eyes, his body was like thunder, and he crashed into two low-level demon saints at once, and his hands were like hammers, blasting towards Wang Buer.

With this blow, the old man in green clothes, the whole person seemed to have turned into a thunder hammer, the cyan thunder and lightning flashed, crackling, and its momentum was incomparably fierce!

The faces of the surrounding demon saints changed slightly, and they retreated in an instant, vacating a large space, and Wang Buer was in it.

"Hey!

Wang Buer licked his lips, this blow is somewhat similar to the last blow of the Thunder Dragon Horse, but it is more powerful and more terrifying, and it has always been that this old man in Tsing Yi must have cultivated the full version of the "Thunder God Yuan Extreme True Method"!

At that moment, Wang Buji didn't dare to be careless, and the Immortal Sword drew a huge five-colored wheel in front of him.

"Roar!"

A huge roar that seemed to come from the ancient wilderness shook the void, and a sun-like ball of light appeared, faintly visible, among them, a monster with a chicken head, chicken wings, sheep body, and cow hooves raised its head to the sky and roared!

The three swords of the twelve Yuanchen swords are one--sun!

The glorious day exudes immeasurable light and immeasurable heat!

"Boom!"

The Sun Sword and the Thunder Hammer collided, and the terrifying shock wave blasted the surrounding Divine Dragon Clan Demon Saints out, and even on the ground, some Divine Dragon disciples were blasted out by the shock wave, and blood spilled from their mouths.

Wang Buer's face was slightly pale, and he took more than ten steps back in the air, and on the other side, the body of the old man in green clothes was shocked, and he took three steps back, his face was cold and deep.

"Good guy, at the same time, the top refining realm, this old man is much more powerful than Wu Kuang Zhenren!"

"That Thunder Dragon King hasn't appeared so far, it seems that he is not in this Dragon Palace, but he can't be sure when he will come back!"

"The sword of the sun consumes too much soul power, I can only send another sword, it is not suitable to fight for a long time!"

Wang Bu'er was secretly shocked in his heart, and these thoughts flashed through him in an instant.

In the next moment, his complexion changed slightly, and he suddenly looked up, only to see that there, the girl baby that Xiao Qinglong turned into flew out, and her seven orifices were bleeding, obviously hit by the aftermath of this blow.

What made Wang Buji's face change slightly was that at this moment, a demon saint was flying towards the little girl, and in his eyes, there was a cold killing intention.

Wang Buji instantly recognized that this was one of the two high-level demon saints among the demon saints.

This guy, with obvious intentions, is to capture the little girl and threaten him Wang Fuji.

However, it didn't work out.

Wang Buer's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and the golden wings behind him fluttered, turning into a golden light and rising into the sky.

"Damn it!"

Seeing this, the old man in Tsing Yi almost bit his sharp teeth, the other party's speed was too fast, and he was flexible, he couldn't catch up at all.

"Puff puff ......"

On the way, several unlucky low-level demon saints were cut down in an instant, and it rained blood all the way.

"Not good!"

The high-level demon saint felt the killing machine that was rapidly approaching behind him, his pupils constricted, and the thunder light flashed on his body, and the speed increased again, and he grabbed the little girl who was still flying upside down, completely ignoring the killing machine behind him.

He knew that Wang Fuji, who could fight hard with the old man in Tsing Yi, was not something that an ordinary high-level demon saint could resist, and the only hope now was the little girl in front of him, which would be his talisman.

It's a pity that he still underestimated Wang Buji's speed.

I saw that in the air, Wang Buer's golden wings vibrated continuously, and his feet stepped on it, the black lotus was born and destroyed, and the speed doubled, closing the distance in an instant.

At the same time, a punch was smashed, and an earthy yellow lightning whistled and recognized.

Nine shocks!

"Buzz ......"

space, as if there was a humming sound of vibration.

"Poof!"

In the next moment, the high-level demon saint's body was stunned, the seven orifices spurted blood, and the vitality in his eyes quickly dissipated, and at this time, his big hand had reached the corner of the little girl's clothes.

It's a pity that it's so far away, but it's like the end of the world. (To be continued.) )