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World Exterminating Lightning Lightning!

This is a catastrophe that is more terrifying than a thunderstorm, and the power of the catastrophe is stronger than a thunderstorm, gathered at one point, how terrible is this point? Just this little thunder light has the power to destroy the world!

When this brilliant World-Exterminating Lightning Light fell, even the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, under the attack of this World-Exterminating Lightning Light, was twisted to break the surface. , there is actually a trend of disillusionment...

"It's now!" Seeing this, Zhuge Xiang's eyes narrowed slightly. The hundred-foot-high demon body, holding the hundred-foot-long Dinghai Shenzhen Needle, smashed towards the point where the world-destroying thunder light fell like a giant pillar. Go down, heaven and earth will shatter!

"Zhantian!" Seeing this opportunity, Liao couldn't naturally know that this was the only chance to break through the formation. The Tianzhan Sword in his hand, which was bigger than the Dinghai Shenzhen Needle, slashed towards that point. The power of the void.

"Fangzhang Mountain!" With a wave of the Golden Bodhisattva's hand, Fangzhang Xianshan appeared, controlled the mountain, and slammed into it fiercely. Let more.

"Explosive Flame Finger!" Daoist Wu Yazi, with a breathtaking blue flame lingering between his fingers, immediately shot towards the point where the world-destroying thunder light fell, and the highly condensed blue flame turned into a streak of horses. practice.

The real fire of Samadhi is a supernatural power that can only be comprehended by monks in the Void Return Stage, and the quality of the real fire of Samadhi can be judged from the color. The lowest-grade real fire of Samadhi is red, and the middle-grade real fire of Samadhi is pale. . The highest quality Samadhi real fire. It is cyan. It coincides with the meaning of perfection.

The so-called breaking the surface with a point, although the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons are powerful, and there are twelve golden men who are comparable to the monks of the Dacheng Realm presiding over them, but the world-destroying thunder light of the level of the immortal and demon tribulation, Zhuge Xiang's sky collapse, and Liao's helpless slashing the sky With one sword, the Abbot Xianshan of the Golden Body Bodhisattva, and the Explosive Finger of Daoist Wu Yazi. The five powerful attacks converged into one point, and no matter how powerful the Twelve Capitals' gods and demons were, they would be hard to resist.

The great formation that was twisted to the extreme, suddenly appeared countless cracks, and then, the pieces shattered, and the terrible evil spirit, without the restraint of the great formation, disappeared between the heaven and the earth again...

"The right time, right place, and harmonious people. Although your formation is strong, you never thought that there would be a heavenly disaster to help you..." Seeing the destruction of the Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals, Cheng Yaojin stood beside him and said to Ying Qianshan, his tone was flat, like a theatergoer.

"Sure enough, although I have learned this great formation, it is not perfect. It is indeed a little bit reluctant to use it to deal with so many strong men at once..." Seeing the destruction of the Twelve Capitals Gods and Demons formation, Ying Qianshan He secretly sighed, but he was not disappointed. For him, after this battle, he was able to understand the shortcomings of the big formation, which is not a small gain.

"Ying Qianshan!", Liao couldn't, staring at Ying Qianshan, the sky-slashing sword burst into a magnificent sword light, the whole body merged into the sword light, and slashed towards Ying Qianshan.

"Do you think that if you break the formation of the gods and demons in the Twelve Capitals, you will win?" However, seeing Liao Fufu rushing over, Ying Qianshan smiled and shook his head and said, in his tone, he still looked confident.

Following Ying Qianshan's words, the twelve golden puppets started to move, and each of them had the strength comparable to that of a Dacheng monk. Moreover, the bodies of these twelve golden puppets were very hard.

Although the strength of each one is not particularly strong compared to the powerhouses of Liao Falang's level, the victory lies in the number of them.

A few golden men appeared in a circle formation, surrounded Liao Can't, and attacked them in groups. The golden men's bodies were extremely hard, even if it was Liao Can't's Heaven Slashing Sword, it was nothing more than a sword that was neither deep nor shallow. nothing but scars...

The Twelve Golden Men, even though they don't have the Twelve Capitals of the Gods and Demons, they are still powerful enough to split apart and participate in a group attack. Moreover, the Twelve Golden Men are faintly connected by chance, which is quite intriguing. A sensation that moves the whole body.

"These twelve golden men seem to have another secret..." Looking at the formation of the gods and demons in the twelve capitals, but Ying Qianshan can still control the twelve golden men, fighting with Zhuge Xiang and others with great vigor Cheng Yaojin said with surprise in his eyes.

"That's right. Although the strength of these twelve golden men is only at the level of Dacheng, they are not separate individuals. If necessary, they can even be integrated into a whole, connected by energy. The reason why I cast these twelve The golden man is not simply trying to use it to set up the formation of the gods and gods in the twelve capitals." Nodding, Ying Qianshan said.

Perhaps, it was to show and test the strength of the Twelve Golden Men, or maybe, watching the Twelve Golden Men who were unable to gain the upper hand in the fierce battle, wanted to change the deadlock of the status quo, and Ying Qianshan controlled the Twelve Golden Men. Golden man, fly up...

The twelve golden men with a height of one hundred feet are all suspended in the sky, like twelve hills. However, these golden men are suspended in the sky, but they are not in a hurry to attack. On the contrary, the body parts of these twelve golden men are all Disintegrate and disperse...

Limbs, fragments, flying all over the sky, turned into a large golden cloud, covering the sky and the sun, and then, the parts of these twelve golden men quickly fused together and turned into one!

Each of the twelve golden men has the strength equivalent to that of a monk in the Dacheng realm, but now, the bodies of these golden men have been transformed into parts, fused into one body, and turned into a thousand-foot-tall golden man puppet. The aura emanating from the human puppet far surpassed all the people present.

"This aura has already surpassed the limit of heaven..." Feeling the aura of the gathered thousand-zhang golden men, even Cheng Yaojin couldn't hide the shock in his eyes.

"That's right, I named this puppet Golden God. Although there is a restriction in the heavens, monks who reach the realm of immortal gods must ascend to the two worlds of immortality and demons. However, this restriction does not stipulate that the puppet must also ascend, so even if this The puppet possesses the power of the realm of immortals and gods. It is a dead thing after all, so it can stay in this cultivation world." Ying Qianshan was very satisfied with Cheng Yaojin's shock, and nodded with a smile.

"It's really scary for young people. You can think of such a method. You may be called the only strong person in this cultivation world." Cheng Yaojin shook his head and said with emotion for Ying Qianshan's method.

Whether it's Ying Qianshan himself, Liao Fangfa, or the golden bodhisattva, etc., although their strength is strong, their cultivation base is ultimately within the limits of the laws of heaven. No matter how strong they are, there is a standard limit.

However, the power of this Golden God has already surpassed this limit blatantly, but because it is nothing more than a dead thing, this Golden God can still stay in the cultivation world and be used by people...

"In the world of cultivation, there are no real artifacts, but this golden god, forgive me for being arrogant, it is definitely the only immortal artifact in the world of cultivation..." Ying Qianshan raised his body in the air, and finally landed on the ground thousands of feet high. Above Jin Shen's head, the voice spread throughout the entire world, like the announcement of a fairy god.

While speaking, Ying Qianshan closed his eyes and sat cross-legged on top of Jinshen's head, as if taking a nap, but at the same time, Jinshen's eyes suddenly burst into light, and his eyeballs turned around, sweeping across Zhuge's eyes. Xiang and the others said, "This golden god is a body that I cast for myself, which can hold my soul. At this moment, with the body of this golden god, my strength is a majestic and real fairy god." Realm!".

Clenching his fist, Jinshen punched Liao Fufu and others. With a body of a thousand feet, this punch fell like a hill, rolling with power, as if the sky was falling, making people feel unmatched.

"Take a stick from me!" Seeing this brutal and unreasonable punch, Zhuge Xiang swept the Dinghaishen needle in his hand fiercely, and smashed it towards Jinshen's fist.

With a bang, Zhuge Xiang was sent flying like a shooting star, smashing a small mountain fiercely, with a sweet throat, a mouthful of blood, which couldn't help but spurt out, and was injured. Ever since Zhuge Xiang became a strong bull Since the fourth level of Mogong, this is the first time he has been injured and has the body of a golden god. This punch of Ying Qianshan is really terrifyingly strong.

"Oh? Can you withstand my Golden God's punch without dying? The strength of your physical body is something I have only seen for thousands of years. No wonder your strength is so strong. Your pure physical body is comparable to a god and demon." Seeing Zhuge Xiang hard Anti Jinshen's punch was just spitting out blood, the body of Jinshen controlled by Ying Qianshan spoke, and the grand and dull voice resounded through the sky.

"Let's go! This guy! His strength has reached the realm of immortals..." Seeing that Zhuge Xiang was seriously injured by a punch, Liao couldn't speak. opponent.

That day, in the void, even though the blood-haired man had reached the realm of a fairy god, he was just a will after all, not as good as an old monster like Ying Qianshan.

There is a world of difference in combat experience, knowledge, etc. Therefore, even if the blood-haired man can be killed, Ying Qianshan will definitely not be able to be killed.

"Let's go? Twelve capitals of the gods and gods, you have a good taste, but the body of the golden god, don't you have to try more before you go?" Seeing that Liao couldn't wait for others, it was obvious that he was going to retreat, and controlled Ying Qianshan, who had the body of a golden god, said that at this time, he was the one who disagreed with Zhuge Xiang and others leaving.

Stretching out the palm, a simple and simple small cover appeared out of thin air, the red small cover, and nine real dragons could be faintly seen swimming around on it...

"My Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover is a semi-immortal device, used to trap people, it's the best, you guys, try the power of my Golden God, before you go..." With a throw of the hand, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Cover, Everyone is shrouded and turned into a restriction, isolating everyone from entering and leaving. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, novels are better and updated faster!