The most powerful boss in the heavens

"Hiss, one strike killed more than half a million troops... This is too terrifying!"

"Is this the strength of that grand master Hong? No wonder he dared to risk the world, made the emperor into a puppet, and dared to offend the aristocratic family... With such strength, there is really nothing to be afraid of."

"With such strength, I'm afraid he has at least reached the level of the ancient scholars."

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Many strong men in Cizhou gasped, amazed that they did not start

"Demon, he's a demon..."

In the army of the Western Regions, countless wounded soldiers were lying on the ground and howling. Fortunately, the soldiers who were not injured, looked at the screaming soldiers on the ground and the corpses all over the ground. When they looked at Ning Que, their faces showed extremely fearful expressions.

shhhhhhhhhhh...

Dozens of figures flew over from behind the army of the Western Regions.

The leader was none other than Ning Que's "old acquaintance" the Pope of Jingyuan Temple.

Of course, Ning Que was familiar with the opponent, but the opponent was not familiar with him. When he fought the Pope of Jingyuan Temple that day, he used the identity of the original sin king.

"Great grand master, Hong Xuanji?"

The Pope of the Jingyuan Temple is an exotic beauty. Her physique is much taller than that of ordinary women. She is extremely plump and has a nearly perfect s-curve. The exposed skin is as white as jade, which can be called stunning.

But her face is now very cold, like frost.

As soon as Ning Que appeared, he wiped out nearly half of their army in the Western Regions, no wonder she was happy.

"It's the grand master!" Ning Que calmly faced the Pope Jingyuan and other dozens of strong men from the Western Regions, and said with a slight smile, "Daqian is the territory of the grand master, and now you are in such a hurry to come to Daqian... Could it be that I think my life is too long?"

"Hahaha, Hong Xuanji, the rumors are true. You are indeed the number one treacherous official in the world. The great cadre belongs to Yang Pan, but you say it is yours. It seems that you really refined Yang Pan into a puppet... However, in this way That's fine, if it wasn't for your outrageous rebellion and chaos, how could our Western Regions have a chance to be in charge?"

The speaker was a middle-aged man wearing an exotic royal robe.

"King Ashoka, King of the Fire Luo Kingdom? I recognize you!"

Ning Que glanced at the middle-aged man indifferently, and found the information about that middle-aged man from Hong Xuanji's memory.Then, he glanced at the people behind the Pope of Jingyuan Temple.

There are quite a few "familiar" faces.

For example, the Jingyuan Hercules, the God of Dharma, the God of Blood, etc. in the Jingyuan Temple, these people are famous all over the world, countless people have seen their images, and Hong Xuanji also has images of these people in his memory.

The Pope of Jingyuan Temple, King Ashoka, Jingyuan Hercules, the God of Dharma, the God of Blood... These people are the most famous powerhouses in the Western Regions, but now they all appear here. Obviously, this time the Western Regions are all elites. up.

Such a lineup is not insignificant.

However, Ning Que's face was very calm, and he didn't pay attention to these people, including the Pope of Jingyuan Temple. He just said calmly, "Where's the spirit of vitality? Let him come out to see the Grand Master."

"If you want to see our Supreme God, it depends on whether you are qualified!"

The Pope of Jingyuan Temple sneered, and a scepter shrouded in divine light appeared in her hand. At the same time, there was also a chain filled with order and rules, and a cage exuding fate, flying out of her body, killing her. Xiang Ning Que.

Glory scepter!

Chains of order!

Cage of fate!

These are the three major artifacts of Jingyuan Temple.

Now the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple used the three major artifacts against Ning Que as soon as he made a move. Obviously, she attached great importance to Ning Que in her heart, and when she made a move, it was the strongest killer move.

"Rama Hammer!"

At the same moment, above the head of King Ashoka, the king of Huoluo Kingdom, a huge Shura Hammer the size of a mountain, covered with countless strange textures, and filled with a strong breath of hell appeared.

The Asura giant hammer smashed down on Ning Que.

The three great gods of the Jingyuan Temple, including the Jingyuan Hercules, the God of Dharma, and the Blood God, as well as many strong men from the Western Regions, all made their moves, and they used all their strength when they did it.

The sky on this side was directly smashed by the bombardment of one attack after another, and the heavens and the earth in all directions were shaking.

The Pope of the Jingyuan Temple and others acted very decisively, and did not pay attention to fighting alone. They directly tried their best to besiege Ning Que, and wanted to kill Ning Que, a great national teacher, with one blow.

If it is successful, then basically no one can stop them from taking over the Jingyuan Temple.

It's a pity that the Pope of the Jingyuan Temple and others were disappointed. Ning Que was not hurt by the full cooperation of so many of them. All attacks were shattered.

"Since Yuan Qishen has turned into a turtle, then the Grand Master will destroy you first."

Ning Que said indifferently, he rushed straight towards the Jingyuan Temple and the others like lightning, and human immortal blood burst out of him like a vast ocean, flooding the sky.

Immortal blood, masculine and domineering.

Not to mention the blood energy of Ning Que, who has reached the realm of "the essence of boxing intent".

At this moment, the blood energy erupting from his body was like a sea of ​​masculine flames boiling, the whole world seemed to be evaporated, and the temperature in the void was rising violently.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to become a big oven.

Seeing Ning Que rushing towards Ning Que with boundless masculinity, the Pope of Jingyuan Temple and others all changed their expressions drastically, and they resorted to all means to attack Ning Que, but all the Taoist techniques that rushed towards Ning Que were evaporated out of thin air. Divine artifacts such as the scepter of glory were all blown away.

The screams sounded one after another, and the God of Law, the God of Blood, and dozens of strong men from the Western Regions all evaporated into thin air.The energy they lost before they died was also swallowed up by Ning Que.

In the end, only the Pope of Jingyuan Temple and Ashoka survived.

No, to be precise, someone saved them.

At a critical moment, an illusory portal suddenly appeared behind the Pope and Ashoka of the Jingyuan Temple, and a vigorous and powerful palm stretched out from it, grabbing the Pope and Ashoka of the Jingyuan Temple, pulling went in.

"Thank you God for saving me!"

Not far away, three figures slowly emerged.

Two of them are the Pope and King Ashoka of the Jingyuan Temple, and the other figure is a handsome young man with the appearance of the Western Regions.

The young man's face was tough, like a statue carved out of marble, and his eyes were as deep as the starry sky, as if they contained infinite majesty.

"Ancient Rashomon... Vitality God, you finally showed up. I thought you would always be hiding behind the scenes?"

Ning Que looked at the young man on the opposite side, and with a move of consciousness, he immediately sensed the other party's state.

This spirit of vitality is clearly a creator.

Such a realm, in the past hundreds of years, is enough to be called respectable in the world.No wonder the other party became the supreme god of the Western Regions.

However, times have changed now... Although the Creator-level powerhouse is still considered a very powerful battle force, it has lost its decisive role.