Storm of Kings

"Roar..." With this roar, most of the fortifications arranged by Tang Qiqi were destroyed, and the warships of the Sijia tribe that looked like big fish were like broken glass lanterns, showing the scene of broken and scattered.

"Ang..." Zhou Lie turned into an ancestor dragon, not knowing how many miles in length, raising his head and colliding with the Great Sage Tianyao.

With just one blow, clouds of smoke piled up, and the powerful soldiers sent by the Sijia tribe on the battlefield suffered heavy casualties, even outside the battlefield.

"Hahaha, Zhou Lie! It's my luck to meet you. This great saint hasn't improved for so many years. I didn't expect that this trip to the heavens could break the limit and welcome a more glorious self!" Tian Yao became exceptionally strong. Bright, crazy swelling and confrontation with Zulong.

"Boom..." Zulong's body couldn't resist this terrible guy. Zhou Lie fell into the Sijia tribe's large migration fleet, and his huge figure suddenly smashed through a large number of ships.

The two wild beasts fought fiercely on the ground with these ships. Each blow did not know how many layers of space were torn apart, and as time passed, the destructive power not only did not weaken, but soared to a heinous state.

"Cut!" Zulong gathered all the nearby materials together to form a huge sword tens of kilometers long, bursting with magnificent light and heat and slashing towards the violent ape.

"This sword is a bit worth seeing!" Tian Yao is also the kind of combat lunatic who is strong when he meets the strong, he turned sideways and slammed into the mighty giant sword with his shoulder.

In the next moment, within a million miles, everything is like a shattered mirror, and everything is shattered and splashed.

Tang Qiqi yelled, paying a great price to escape from the destruction area.

The Sijia clan was completely destroyed, and only five people escaped from this killing.

When they turned around and watched, their minds went blank, angry and frightened.

The five people had never dreamed of hiding for many years. The tribesmen who kept improving and growing would die in the aftermath of the battle, and they could not even leave a trace of grievance. Are they wronged? Hate it or not? But in the face of this kind of existence, what can they do?

"Boom Longlong..." Zu Long was covered in blood, and the Great Sage Tianyao was also colored, but the Tyrant Blood Catalogue didn't work on him.

At this moment, Tian Yao carried the Ancestral Dragon, shouting loudly, and the strength of his arms and feet was about to tear Zhou Lie in half.

Seeing Zu Long's waist and abdomen fractured, a ray of sword light pierced Tian Yao's right eye.

In an instant, this line of sword light evolved miraculously, as if it had been pierced for thousands of years, like a drop of stone piercing through it, causing a terrible blow to the right eye of the Great Sage Tianyao.

"Bang bang bang..." Jian Guang plunged into the head of Great Sage Tianyao, almost hitting his head across.

At this moment, it is also the existence of Great Sage Tianyao, who has already returned to the west with a sword in exchange for Great Sage Tianlei.

He let go of Ancestral Dragon, created suction in his palm and held down his face, relying on suction to hold the sword light deep in his mind, and **** Jing Quan out of his eyes.

"Little girl, you're good!" Tian Yao said, he was about to pinch Jingquan.

At this time, Zhou Lie coiled up like a mad, entangled the Great Sage Tianyao with the body of the ancestor dragon, bit his wrist with his mouth open, resisting the grip generated by his fist desperately, and bought time for Jing Quan to escape.

"嘤嘤嘤..." Jing Quan took up his pocket size, followed the Feijian Killer, and shot at the right eye of Great Sage Tianyao for the second time.

This is called a precision strike. If it fails once, it will come a second time. Relying on the foundation laid before, it can definitely cause powerful damage.

Tianyao felt the threat, shaking his body violently, and used the strongest ultimate move "Universal Resonance."

"Boom boom boom..." Jing Quan sprayed blood wildly, and the sword made a scream, as if he was bearing an unbearable weight.

Zhou Lie was also vomiting blood. The Ancestral Dragon's body was like a discouraged leather ball, quickly shrinking and losing its strength. For the stature of the Great Sage Tianyao, he was not even a vegetable snake.

Shao Yong appeared, pointed at the Tyrant Blood Catalog, and immediately flew three rays of light.

Zhou Lie feels better. These three rays of light are opportunities for healing, but they can cure the symptoms but not the root cause. The cosmic resonance of the Great Sage Tianyao contains 30 billion punches, which is too terrifying!

These 30 billion punches are the ocean of fist strength that Tianyao has accumulated over the years of painstaking practice. It will not be used if it is less than a last resort, and once it is used, it means that the battle can be declared over.

Ying Zheng appeared, commemorating the emperor's jade seal and burning luck, and suddenly expanded a golden cloud connecting the twelve golden men, wanting to control the battlefield.

"Hmph, I have been standing at the current level for many years, and you have just stepped into this field, and you are as vulnerable as a baby." Tian Yao is telling the truth, he has 30 billion punches as a backing, who really is Not afraid to come.

The vibration was everywhere, forcing Jin Yun to form a deafening percussion.

"Boom boom boom..." Jin Yun began to shatter, and Shao Yong and Ying Zheng shattered immediately, turning into two groups of mist and falling back to the ancestor's aperture.

Suddenly Zhou Lie raised his head and let out a dragon chant.

This dragon chant was very crucial, and it merged with the percussion sound formed by Tianyao's bombardment of the golden cloud, and it actually resonated around the universe in a very short moment.

"Buzzing buzzing buzzing..." The buzzing sound drove straight in, and Hao Hao Tangtang rushed towards the twelve gold people, constantly igniting the bells like a bell.

Zulong roared his neck, letting the roar merge with the bell.

Zhou Lie actually formed a stable power channel in this way, leading the force of the resonance of the universe to the twelve golden men, and adding a block to the great saint Tianyao.

"Stop screaming! I told you to stop screaming. Shut up! Shut up for me!" The Great Sage Tianyao noticed that it was not good. His power was like a flood discharge dam, and it was difficult to close the gate.

The Ancestral Dragon was attacked, his body was bruised and his bones were broken, but the sound of the dragon's chanting still echoed from left to right, endlessly, deaf and deaf.

At this moment, the Great Thousand Demon Realm was pushed out of the ancient battlefield by the sound of "dongdong". Fortunately, the vicinity of the Twelve Golden Men had already been emptied, and there was nothing else but piles of large amounts of metal.

Fatty Zu folded his hands and prayed: "Oh! God bless you, but don't make any problems! All the wealth of the Great Thousand Demon Realm belongs to these twelve golden men~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Must stand the test, definitely Ah! Don't talk about the moth, you can't hold the old man dead..."

The twelve gold figures were horribly bright, and the metal piled under their feet burned to the extreme.

This is really a spectacle, using metal as firewood to burn, and it really burns up, and the more it burns, it sputters a lot of textures towards the void, connecting the twelve golden figures together.

"Boom..." The chime was different from before.

The Great Sage Tianyao suddenly felt that his body was hollowed out, and he could not control the 30 billion punches, which was consumed in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Lie laughed, and the twelve golden figures shrank to a height of 999 meters. Compared with the original height, it was so small that it could be ignored.

Not only that, but under the suppression of tremendous power, the twelve golden figures are stacking into one golden figure at an extremely slow speed.

Zhou Lie curled up and asked coldly, "Tian Yao, how do you want to die?"