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Hu Tianming was floating in the sky. Although he was secretly alert in his heart, his face was indifferent.

This time, this little friend has really offended too many people. Not only are there dozens of Nascent Soul cultivators, but he also has a Heavenly-level Demon King. This kind of formation is so bad that even he is not even more so.

A mere Jindan stage cultivator...

However, since he was going to take action, Hu Tianming was not prepared to worry about so much. He himself didn't like to be too restricted. After all, with his strength, if he wanted to join the sect, even the Lei Yin Sect could enter.

, and at this moment he is still a casual cultivator, which is enough to illustrate many problems."

"You want to stop me too?" The rhino demon king was so angry that he had a ferocious face. As the demon king, he had been praised by his subordinates for the past 100,000 years. Even the cultivators of the same strength did not take action easily. After all,

It is already in the God Transformation Stage, and you will still fall if you are not careful. Therefore, such a cutting-edge combat power will generally not easily fight, but will only serve as a deterrent effect.

Hu Tianming said: "This friend bought my Tianyuan Scroll. I want to ensure his safety this time. Whoever wants to touch him must pass my level first!"

"well!"

The Rhino Demon King was not angry and laughed. He was not good at talking. At this moment, he was furious and rushed over and turned into his body. It was a rhino as big as a hill, all in silver, and every scale was extremely

The mysterious lines have turned into traces of Tao, like an antelope hanging on its horns, and traces can be found.

Wang Dong felt a stern in his heart. No wonder the monks in the God Transformation Stage and the Heavenly-level monsters can be claimed to be the cutting-edge combat power of the cultivation world. This is true today. With his strength, he is enough to save his life in front of the late Nascent Soul cultivators.

In the eyes of the Divine Period, he was indeed like an ant, and he might even be able to run away.

"My friend, be careful and come to help you when I kill this old rhino."

Although Hu Tianming believes that he is strong, the other party is as strong as himself. Even if he wants to help Wang Dong, he is still a little powerful. However, he said this just to put pressure on the other Nascent Soul monks. After all,

Those people who want to touch Wang Dong have to consider it, but this is due to the anger of a God-Transforming Venerable!

The effect is also obvious. Many monks have left secretly. Although the wealth is touching, it cannot be equated with the risk. Therefore, it has caused the anger of a venerable in the God Transformation Stage. There will be no demon king next time.

If you come to block the opponent's frontal attack, then the opponent will be able to destroy himself with a sneeze.

However, even so, there were still five late-stage cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage, and thirty Nascent Soul stage cultivators surrounded several people, but they only avoided Hu Tianming and the rhino demon king from afar.

I saw the storm and the rhino demon king's every collision between Hu Tianming's wine pot and the rhino demon king actually caused the world to tremble continuously. Snake shadows in the air were scattered, and these were traces of Taoism, interpreting the two.

If an outsider enters this range of understanding of Tao, he will also be attacked by this Tao rhyme.

Wang Dong looked at the crowd staring at the covetous people not far away and laughed: "Don't you guys dare to come up? Otherwise, I'll take action first, and then you can fight back naturally?"

Zhang Zhen rubbed his nose, smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Wang Dong is still as arrogant as before, and he actually challenged with so many people alone."

Xiaoyin also turned into a bald monk and snorted at the crowd outside: "I have the affair to compete with me, I can only kill people, what a good man! I can't compare with me, I can compare with me, I can even curse people.

You guys have the ability to scold the dead, you guys have the ability to come up and kill my master, garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage, garbage!"

Those monks are usually real people, enjoying the admiration and compliment of their disciples and disciples. How could they be called out by others? Or was it from the mouths of the two people with such poor strength? It was unbearable, and there was a Yuanying immediately.

The late monk rushed out and roared: "Kill!"

The other monks looked at each other and rushed out. Although killing Wang Dong alone is like killing chickens, there are so many people here. Whoever kills Wang Dong the first one will fall into the hands of whom that day, as long as you get it.

Where can the fragments hide, even if the venerable in the God Transformation Stage holds a grudge, he will not be able to find himself!

The magic weapons flew together, and many monks slapped them with one palm and grabbed Wang Dong, covering the sky and the sun. Their five fingers were like cages. They actually wanted to crush Wang Dong and take away the storage ring.

Zhang Zhen could only lead the attacks of two mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators at the outermost periphery. Even so, he beat him backwards repeatedly. His strength was still too low. A mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator could fight.

If one hand or two, Zhang Zhen will have the power to resist.

Xiaoyin was extremely vicious. He changed his appearance of turning around and running away. He rushed over with force and actually met the opponent's late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, picked up the coffin, took away the other party's magic weapon, and then released it.

The entire sky magic weapon flies in the sky, and the sunset is everywhere.

Wang Dong did not dodge or avoid it. When the magic weapons arrived, he sucked them suddenly. The magic weapons were actually sucked into his stomach. The Mother of Black Water and the colorful flames of the Hanging Spirit were burned, and the magic weapons and the spiritual consciousness on them were immediately

It was burned completely and turned into the purest energy.

Those who used magic weapons were all in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and some were in the Golden Pill stage. They were so busy that they were beaten by Wang Dong's unreasonable way of playing cards. They had never seen anyone who could swallow the magic weapons.

, Could it be that this person has already refined himself into a magic weapon?

A big bell suddenly appeared and hung in the air. The bell was full of Taoism, and ancient characters were engraved on it, which was extremely mysterious and looked a little dizzy at first glance.

"Brothers, I'll send you back to the west. Remember, the labor and capital are called Wang Dong!"

Wang Dong raised the soul-falling bell high, and the Panlong stick was held in his palm. He knocked the soul-falling bell fiercely. Only the bells were heard everywhere, and the sound waves could be seen with the naked eye.

, scattered in all directions.

Wherever the sound waves go, the sea surface explodes, and water columns up to kilometers rise into the air. The mountains on the pangbian island shake, huge rocks sway, and finally the entire island cracks and the mountains fall into the sea.

middle.

Bang!

The fundamental body magic of the Jindan stage cultivators resisted the power of this sound wave, and all burst out, turning into blood mist and disappearing.

And those monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul were also deafening by the sound wave, dizzy and blood spurted backwards. However, Xiao Yin immediately abandoned his original opponent and turned into a afterimage. The blood light from his mouth spurted out, turning into a slight squirting out.

The bloodlines that counted, those early stage monks in the Nascent Soul stage were penetrated by the bloodline, and together with the Nascent Soul, they were penetrated into a big hole, which was transparent from front to back.

The cultivators in the middle stage of Nascent Soul were also dizzy. Just after they retreated, they found that the Soul-falling Bell suddenly rushed out of dragons, flying towards them with their teeth and claws, colliding with their magic weapons, making a loud noise.

The only one who still has the power of a battle was the five late-stage cultivators in the Nascent Soul stage. Seeing this, he was furious: "Demon, let's see me killing demons today!"

"Devil?"

Wang Dong sneered: "Lao and Capital are Wang Dong of the Qing Demon Sect, who is the devil. Look at it, today, you will be the devil, or my magic power will be the sky!"

Hu Tianming and the Rhino Demon King were evenly matched. They were originally worried that Wang Dong would fall under the siege of everyone, but they didn't expect that Wang Dong would actually defeat those Nascent Soul masters with his own strength. All the masters fell on the spot.

The black wolf demon has almost become synonymous with evil stars. Every time blood gushed out of his mouth, a monk will inevitably die on the spot.

A monk sacrificed a round of treasure mirror, and the golden light was like a pillar, and with the power to destroy everything, he shot towards Wang Dong. Although this soul-falling bell is awesome, his weakness lies in his cultivation. As long as he kills him,

Then everything is back to control...

Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

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