The two of them fought to the point of incandescent, Wang Chang'an turned into a black hole, the order of the great way continued to collapse, and he devoured all things himself.

Runes are everywhere, terrifying and terrifying.

The Holy Son of Floating Light is like a star turning, like a sacred rune showing the void, like a peerless scripture showing the illumination.

The power of heaven and earth continued to surge, and with a roar, the fist light continued to blow.

Wang Changan used his body as a tripod to evolve thousands of runes of the great way, and attacked and attacked and attacked in one go. The Dark Divine Wheel blocked the enemy's momentum.

The light of fist penetrated the sky and the earth, and Wang Chang'an's invincible technique exploded, and suddenly destroyed the mountains, rivers and earth.

Everything is cut off, and the Holy Son of Floating Light moves the holy Dharma and washes it with holy light, like a divine beast rushing to kill.

"Super power, blood ban."

The Holy Son of Fuguang shouted lightly and then sacrificed his natural magical powers. Wang Changan was suddenly dyed with blood. With a click, Wang Changan felt that his blood circulation was cut off.

The talented art of the Holy Son of Fuguang can be imposed on others. The two are so close that they can be found in one thought, but in a moment, there are six more shackles on Wang Chang'an.

By blocking the blood circulation, Wang Changan was suddenly blown away, and the Holy Son of Floating Light took the lead and punched him. Wang Changan showed off the dark light and slashed out.

puff.

Wang Changan was still severely injured by the Holy Son of Fuguang and then used the peerless heavenly power. Wang Changan broke the shackles, but also suffered a stronger blow.

The sharp holy technique was not defeated, like the power of the emperor and the gods could explode, and Wang Chang'an broke the shackles again and used the magic of divine thoughts.

The power of the soul swept away, blocking the attack of the Holy Son of Fuguang.

Wang Chang'an's mouth was covered in blood. There was such a magical power in the world that could impose six shackles on his opponents.

The runes of Wang Chang'an were integrated into one, and all the shackles were instantly broken. The Holy Son of Fuguang was a little stunned.

Wang Changan could actually easily untie his magical powers like this.

His magical powers were extremely powerful, and he imprisoned all his blood and energy. Even the top emperor could not break free.

But Wang Changan easily shattered.

"Wang Chang'an suffered such a great disaster, and indeed, the Holy Son of Fuguang is invincible."

"Kill him and avenge our clan's previous shame."

"Come on, Holy Son of Floating Light and tear him apart."

Yin Wudi, who fought against the enemy in the distance, focused on the enemy with just one glance.

They believed that Wang Changan would not be defeated because Wang Changan did not escape.

The underworld killed a powerful enemy, grabbed a treasure, and looked back at the battlefield.

"Wang Chang'an, if you are just that, then die. If you can hold on to this point, you are also a top figure." The Holy Son of Fuguang said.

"I was almost killed by him when I fought with Zun. Even if I defeated him, I was beaten to destroy all my cultivation."

"Son of Floating Light, right? You can barely stand with him."

Wang Chang'an's words fell into the ears of everyone present, and he couldn't help but be shocked. Is this a force to hold on, or does he really have such strength?

"If what Wang Changan said is true, it means he has stronger means."

"Damn it, it won't be true."

"Maybe he is just exaggerating the results of the battle. The Holy Son of Fuguang will never be defeated against the enemy in his life, so don't worry."

Everyone in the immortal camp was a little surprised. Does Wang Changan really have stronger means?

"Is that so? It's time for you to boast when I cut off your head."

After hearing this, Wang Changan laughed, nodded and his breath became fierce. He took a step forward and rushed to the front of the Holy Son of Fuguang.

The surging vitality surged like green light, which immediately restored Wang Changan to his peak.

With one punch, the heaven and earth were intimidating. Wang Chang'an had the momentum of overwhelming the heaven and earth. With just one punch, the face of the Holy Son of Fuguang became solemn.

He used the strongest rune and punched Wang Changan, and his blood and blood in his body rolled up.

Wang Changan turned into a body of flame and suddenly came to kill, destroying all the methods, and knocking the Holy Son of Fuguang with one punch.

After Wang Chang'an passed the way, he had already realized a new way and no longer stuck to his cultivation.

At this time, Wang Chang'an was absolutely terrifying. He opened and closed his punch, as if he was about to destroy a large universe.

There is nothing to stop him.

The inherited battle suit on the Holy Son of Fuguang is reviving to resist Wang Chang'an's offensive.

The dark catastrophe light was like lightning, and the power of death was fired. When he was in the king's realm, the Holy Son of Floating Light began to be suppressed.

"The magical power, the flower of blood destruction."

In a moment, the blood-colored mystery formed blood-colored lotus flowers on Wang Chang'an's body, and the inherited battle clothes shone. Wang Chang'an was entangled by blood-colored lotus.

The blood-colored lotus can absorb the blood and energy of Wang Chang'an and feed back to the Holy Son of Fuguang.

Wang Chang'an's thunder fire intertwined on his body, and the power of death surged out, causing all the blood lotus to dye black and the dead aura to spread.

"Open it for me."

The blood-colored lotus bloomed together. Such magical powers are strange techniques to kill enemies, but they are useless to Wang Chang'an. The mystery of life and death has revolved, which has strengthened his own vitality.

In a moment, all the black blood lotus was swallowed.

Wang Changan fought hard, and with just one punch, the inherited war suit trembled, and Wang Changan used various great techniques.

The Divine Phoenix Treasure Art, the Bian Bao, Xiaohuang Fist, etc. were all out, and they punched through it, destroying the universe like a fairy light, and there was nothing that could stop him.

puff.

The Holy Son of Fuguang was shocked. Wang Changan was so powerful that his fist marks tear all defenses apart. Wang Changan used a move of power in the void.

Let the surrounding void shatter, and the floating saint son break free, but the fist seal is like a mountain, suppressing it layer by layer.

Zhao Yun once said that Wang Chang'an's plan was too great, but in fact, the path Wang Chang'an took was even more powerful than Zhao Yun thought.

With one blow, the soul power, body, qi and blood, and treasure techniques were all integrated. The techniques he created were only the skin and fur, and were being improved bit by bit.

One day, there will be no more rivals in the world.

The inherited battle suit appeared, resisting Wang Chang'an's attack, but with one punch, the inherited battle suit was a little dim.

The Holy Son of Fuguang was a little shocked. Wang Changan had reached this point, as if he had leaped into a completely new realm.

The rune Taoist Technique that he blasted out by himself melted automatically when he met Wang Chang'an like snow meeting flames.

The world seemed to have failed all of a sudden, and was defeated by Wang Chang'an. Even though the Holy Son of Fuguang fought to the death, he was still severely injured by Wang Chang'an with a punch.

The Holy Son of Fuguang was defeated, and the divine thunder penetrated through it. He did not hesitate and chose to escape in an instant.

Wang Changan's fist light reached its peak and blasted out. Suddenly, the battle suit of the Holy Son of Fuguang was shattered.

With a roar, he used his magical powers to break the stones and penetrate the sky. Many geniuses who were far away were roared and blood was sprayed all over the sky.

The place where Wang Chang'an is located exploded, but Wang Chang'an stomped his foot and suppressed everything invisibly.

Heaven and earth are surrounding.

Wang Chang'an continued to chase and kill, and the Holy Son of Fuguang knew he was defeated, so he finally sacrificed a treasure and escaped.

"How could the Holy Son of Fuguang be defeated?"

Some foreign races were heartbroken. The Daozi of the foreign race was unable to kill Wang Chang'an. The situation was obviously good, so why was he defeated?

"This king Chang'an is too strong, it's simply unmatched."
Chapter completed!