Almighty

Ba Wujiang shot, the surrounding powerhouses retreated, this is the wizard of Tianba Sect, a generation of Tianjiao, the background is very terrifying.

He didn't take a step, the more terrifying the fluctuations in his body, the whole person was like a magic mountain, which was daunting.

The person oppressed by Zhanggao's body trembled, and Wujiang's eyes fell on Yang Tian, ​​and he said lightly: "Hand over the tripod, I will spare your life!"

"Yes..." Yang Tian smiled when he heard the words. When he noticed the satisfied smile on the corner of Ba Wujiang's mouth, Yang Tian smiled: "However, you can take it yourself and see if you have this ability."

His face suddenly became gloomy, and the strong men around him were full of astonishment. Unexpectedly, this character would dare to play the tyrant.

Although Yang Tian's performance was strong just now, but compared with Ba Wujiang, he was not qualified. This person was rarely a rival in his youth, and it can be said that he has never defeated.

With a buzzing sound, a powerful hand came across the sky, and the palm of the hand rumbling, shaking the mountains when gently lifting it, like a god, smashed down.

Looking up at the big handprint in the void, Yang Tian's fingers instantly pinched out the seal, a golden big seal ran across the sky, and the ferocious aura spread out.

"Falling the sky!" Yang Tian screamed, his palm jerked, and the big seal of Ruyue rolled over the world, the world seemed to be turned over, shaking the sky.

Rumble! The two collided with a loud noise, and a **** hole was blasted out.

"Death..." Ba Wujiang smiled coldly, his fists suddenly blasted out, and a dazzling divine light shot out, which was as strong as a mountain and filled the world.

Yang Tian's footsteps slammed on, and the moment he jumped up, he stretched out his arms suddenly, tearing open this fist.

Boom boom boom! This is not a wave, a mountain of fist power erupts, Yang Tian's body is almost at its extreme, the world is full of shadows, and the fist power is constantly being torn apart.

Seeing the scene of the confrontation, many people were a little surprised. Yang Tian's body style was too fast to catch the track.

Ba Wujiang's face was a bit ugly. He didn't expect to use so many moves, all of which would be resolved by the other party, and his face was a bit hard to survive.

"Enough fight, it's up to me..." Just when he was about to capture Yang Tian in one fell swoop, a faint voice surged, and Yang Tian's figure instantly appeared in front of him.

"Tsk, and Tyrant Wujiang, this kid is really seeking his own way." Someone immediately yelled, outside the town of Tyrant Saint Son, his body has long been trained to an invincible level.

Ba Wujiang also sneered, his big hand like a dragon's claw, patted Yang Tian on the shoulder.

With a hum, under his somewhat dumbfounded gaze, this palm could tear half of his body, but he did not expect it to be a bombardment on a large mountain, which was difficult to shake.

Yang Tian's body emerged with a golden battle suit, his clothes roared and the sound of war roared. The defensive power of this battle suit was very terrifying, and only the immortal figure could shake it.

With a bang, the sea of ​​golden air roared, the ten great gods merged into one, bursting out with monstrous power, and slew towards the head of the Tyrant Wujiang.

"Get out of here!" He hesitated for a while, then he suddenly shouted, his fists and palms shook hard enough to crack the sky.

The two made a short half-step at the same time. Yang Tian nodded with satisfaction. With the help of the golden battle clothes, he was not afraid of the emperor level characters.

"How is it possible?" Ba Wujiang's face wasn't so good-looking. The punch just now was enough to kill any great emperor, but it was evenly matched, making his face look bad.

Boom boom boom! Touching once again, the sound of the gods continued to the sky, like the sound of the gods from the heavens, making the whole body hairy.

"Why is this guy so terrible, able to wrestle with Tyrant Wujiang?" Some experts outside the territory couldn't believe it. Humans were born with a weak body, so how could they have such a strong body.

"It's really evil, didn't he just set foot in Zhundi? The strength is too abnormal." Many characters feel incredible.

After bumping into each other for a while, Ba Wujiang stared at the golden suit with solemn and hot gaze. The defensive power of this suit was too weird to shake.

A Fang Tian painted halberd appeared in his hand instantly. The golden Fang Tian painted halberd had bloodstains that had never dried up, and revealed a divine fluctuation. This breath made the skin and bones chills, and the mind was distorted.

This powerful weapon has alarmed many people. These are several artifacts in the Tyrant Gate that have been passed down through the ages. They were once contaminated with the blood of the gods, but they were not directly obliterated, but instead strengthened the power of the artifacts.

The tragic breath came out, Fang Tian painted the halberd lightly trembling, bursting out with tens of thousands of divine light, the world was shining brightly, and at this time, he directly killed Yang Tian's head.

Yang Tian's whole body of gold and blood ran through the sky, and the heaven-buying **** cauldron was floating above his head. At this time, the small cauldron was skyrocketing.

clang! Fang Tian painted a halberd and slammed on the Heaven Patching God Cauldron, and the Ba Wujiang body was crushed by the divine power, and the oppressive Cauldron was shaking.

Yang Tian also took a step back. He was full of blood and energy, and his eyes looked at Fang Tian's painted halberd. This artifact is very terrifying, and it is not comparable to ordinary heavenly artifacts.

The wave that was revealed was deriving from the power of destruction, Fang Tian painted a halberd like a divine soldier descending from the gods, shaking the eight waste land with a slight tremor.

"Duh!" A golden, picture book shot, dazzling golden light surging, mountains, rivers and earth manifested in the heavens, and there are peerless strong men roaring!

With a bang, Fang Tian's painting halberd hit the mountains and rivers and everything, crushing the sacred mountains, and the world shuddered.

Yang Tian's eyes were dignified. He stepped on the mountains, rivers, and the earth. He came across the sky, and the sacred fire of colored glaze filled the sky, and the sky and the earth surged down, with the power of burning the sky and the earth.

"Kill, kill, kill..." Ba Wujiang was very domineering, and his body's pores spewed out immeasurable radiance, and soon a huge light curtain was formed, traversing the heavy sacred fire.

Ba Wujiang held Fang Tian's painting halberd in both arms, and bombarded him heavily. Yang Tian's palm slammed, and the mountains and rivers all manifested, like the golden avenue was born into the void, crossing the lore.

Promoting to the Emperor Realm, the power of the Absolute Heaven Tool has been exerted by Yang Tian, ​​and this defensive sacred object was moved vividly.

At this time, Yang Tian sneered, the fluctuations of the three-flavored divine fire erupting more violently, each ray of flame caused an oppressive force on the flesh, divine splendor and soul of the person, and directly transformed into a look of fear.

The gradually intensified shamisen sacred fire penetrated the radiance of Ba Wujiang's body, letting his pores shoot out.

"Not good..." Seeing the glazed glazed flames coming out of the hole, there was a trace of jealousy in his eyes. This kind of flames would normally be attacked to flesh and blood, and that would be a great trouble.

With a buzzing sound, his body seemed to be degenerating, and an immeasurable sacred light gushed out, and the divine might that dominated the world broke out inside, like waves raging high up in the sky.

This breath oppresses all spirits trembling, like an invincible creature, with a breathtaking breath.

With a bang, the sound of Ba Wujiang's body sounded loudly, and he seemed to be transformed, every inch of flesh and blood became terrifying, containing vast and boundless fluctuations.

A huge divine sea reaches the heavens and the earth, rushing straight to the Xiaohan, filling the nine heavens.

With the sound of footsteps, Ba Wujiang walked out of Shenhai. He had lost his patience and showed a strong form to smash Yang Tian.

He became even more terrifying, every inch of his skin was flowing with a domineering aura, the holy light was manifesting, and the oppressive world was shaking. This is the Batian Eucharist.

With a bang, his speed skyrocketed, and he sprinted directly in front of Yang Tian, ​​like a big star falling down, shaking the earth as he killed him.

Yang Tian gave a hard blow, and was stunned by this force a full dozen steps, his eyes were solemn. Although this force was terrifying, Yang Tian's body was not a vegetarian, and Ba Wujiang couldn't hurt him.

But he was in a mess now, and Yang Tian was quickly beaten down to the Nine Heavens, and it would be troublesome to come up again.

"This kid is dying, Tyrant Wujiang's strongest form can tear even the beast."

"The Batian Eucharist is the supernatural power of body refining that has passed on for endless years, and now Ba Wujiang must cultivate to a terrible level."

Yang Tian was unmoved, his eyes opened and closed, and at this moment, a terrible wave filled his body.

Streaks of dazzling amethyst are like a Tianhe hanging upside down in the sky, Yang Tian's blood is flourishing, and the power of the whole body skyrocketed at a terrifying speed.

expensive! The purple dragon roared, and almost flew out, and a touch of monstrous fighting spirit also burst out.

This is the emperor's prestige, the divine might of the war emperor, the will to conquer the heavens and all realms, the world with me invincible and no enemies.

Yang Tian roared, his black hair danced wildly, and his eyes were like electricity. At this moment, his footsteps suddenly stomped, and a monstrous killing sound fell into the world.