Countless magic weapons bloomed with thousands of divine lights, and the sky seemed to be broken.

Wang Dong didn't move, but Xiao Yin immediately understood that he would be a fool not to have so many magic weapons.

He offered sacrifices to the Lingshu. In the dark Lingshu, an unfathomable vortex appeared. At the same time, around the Lingshu, the golden thread-like seal script lit up. These were lines of Dao lines, which contained hidden meanings.

With the power of the law, the hall lights up, as if communicating with another world.

The long river of magic weapons was all taken into the Lingshu by Xiao Yin, and Xingqiong's blow came down with a bombardment. The heaven and earth seemed to be suddenly stagnated by it, and it hit the Lingshu directly, and only a sound like

Thunderous explosions resounded throughout the world, shaking the entire wasteland.

The Lingshu was knocked down violently, and the seal characters around it dimmed slightly, but quickly brightened up again. Xiao Yin lifted it up again, and with a casual stroke, countless magic weapons flew out, covering the sky and the earth. Compared with the one just now,

There is a long river of magic weapons, and there is no one that is worse than the others.

Repay the other person with his own way, use your magic weapon to beat you till you pee. The happiest thing in the world is this, right?

At least, Xiao Yin was very happy, feeling that the number of magic weapons in her spiritual core was constantly increasing. This feeling was almost the same as beautiful female cultivators presenting their original lingerie...

Wang Dong also had a smile on his face, stretched out his wings of wind and thunder, and counterattacked towards the opponent. He slashed out with a sword, making no sound, but the sky seemed to be annihilated by the sword.

If one of the other monks felt something, a shield in front of him suddenly lit up, just in time to block Wang Dong's casual sword.

puff!

The shield was directly cut into two pieces, and the energy contained in Wang Dong's sword even came out, beating the other monk back repeatedly. There was a look of shock in his eyes. From their perspective, they could naturally feel it.

Wang Dong's sword was just a random move.

"Lei Jiuzhou just sent you wastes to die?"

There was a smile on Wang Dong's lips. Although every monk here could stand alone and even destroy a sect, in Wang Dong's eyes, he was no different from an ordinary monk.

Strong? Strong is limited...

"Wang Dong, the waste should be you!"

It cracked, and countless storms rose in the void.

Countless divine lights burst out from Wang Dong's body, first in fiery red color, then gold, green, blue, and yellow, all bursting out together, intertwining into one vision after another in the sky, with colorful falling flowers, flying golden swords, and water.

The light shimmered, the land rolled, and the sea of ​​fire surged into the sky, while Wang Dong sat in it, like a god.

Holding the halberd that fell down, Wang Dong's face remained calm, but a huge palm rose from the ground and shot straight into the sky. The halberd struck it, and lines overflowed, but the giant palm

It's motionless.

Xing Qiong's expression changed, but one of the monks from Lei Yin Sect shouted: "Brother, be careful!"

The strange phenomena around Wang Dong began to interweave and turned into a huge Dao pattern. The power of law contained in it made everyone look at it. This was not the power of law in the ordinary sense. This was a line intertwined with five kinds of patterns.

The pattern of law, the violence of fire, the sharpness of gold...

Five different laws, five different powers, were intertwined into such a pattern. As Wang Dong fell with his sword, this pattern fell suddenly, forcibly dividing the monks of Lei Yin Sect into two.

area.

Wang Dong suddenly rushed out. Xiaoyin, Dugu and Tang Qing were standing in the distance. Wang Dong alone charged back at twenty of them. How powerful was this?

Of course, this was for Wang Dong, but for Xingqiong and other elites of the Leiyin Sect, it was a complete slap in the face, the slaps resounding throughout the sky.

Xingqiong's face turned dark, and there was only one thought left in his mind: kill him! Kill him cruelly!

Although this pattern is extremely weird, there are ten monks on each side. Wang Dong alone did not make these proud men feel any sense of crisis at all. Instead, they all stared with sneers in their eyes.

Wang Dong.

So what if the momentum is overwhelming? So what if it seems ferocious? As long as you dare to come over, the combined attack of ten people will definitely make you miserable!

"Pretend, I'll kill him!"

"Brother, let me help you!"

Two monks rushed out, one holding a command flag in his hand, and the other holding a pipa in his hand. He flicked it and made a clanging sound. Waves of sound waves rushed out, and the power of law was faintly derived from all directions.

It moved towards Wang Dong's body.

Wang Dong seemed to be ignoring it, and countless Dao marks burst out all over his body. He blasted it away with a palm, and a ball of flame surged out from his fist. But it flew in mid-air, but turned into a flaming sword, and the fire was overflowing.

But there are branches like vines, flowing through in waves.

The two monks were cut down by a sword, vomiting blood and retreating violently. They pointed at Wang Dong with an incredible expression on their faces, their faces were pale, and they were speechless for a long time.

Xingqiong's brows suddenly frowned. He and the other nine people here took action together, trying to break the Dao mark, but this Dao mark was extremely strange. The power of the five rules seemed to be endless.

No matter how hard they tried, they couldn't break it instantly.

Wang Dong chuckled, walking in the void, moving clouds and flowing water, his eyes were like stars. Every time he glanced past, countless stars suddenly fell in the sky, forming a galaxy. The power of the galaxy made a huge bank, and the waves crashed on the shore, like a tide. Wang Dong walked

During this period, he was like a fish in water, and with one palm strike, he brought forth countless galactic powers, traces of paths flowing, and momentum soaring to the sky.

In an instant, Wang Dong rushed forward and took action again. In his hand, there was an extra star compass array. Countless small swords passed through the galaxy, as if they had been nourished. They were as fast as lightning. In an instant, there were ten thousand swords.

The flying swords shot out together, turning the two monks injured by Wang Dong into sieves.

Xingqiong's face looked extremely troubled, and he appeared, and finally appeared. This must be the magic weapon of mass destruction that Senior Brother Linghu calls, and it can indeed kill the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage.

He killed both junior brothers with just two moves! The others didn't even react!

"Come on, take action together, otherwise we will be killed separately by him!"

"Yes, just be careful about the weird formation disk in his hand!"

"Kill him, and Senior Brother Lei will definitely reward us, and even promote us to the God Transformation stage!"

The remaining eight monks took action together, unleashing all kinds of monstrous spells, with all kinds of divine light rippling towards Wang Dong. With such power, I am afraid that even the monks in the late Nascent Soul stage would have no choice but to avoid it, and would only be able to fight head-on.

There is a dead end, let alone Wang Dong, a monk who has just entered the early stage of Nascent Soul...

Huh? In the early stage of Nascent Soul? Xingqiong had a hint of fear in his eyes. How did he advance?

"Quick, hurry up and cut this ghost thing apart!"

Xingqiong's ten fingers crossed, and the space seemed to have ten more cracks. On top of that mark, the mark slowly collapsed and became thinner and thinner.

Wang Dong felt it, but he didn't care. He had carefully accumulated his energy and released this Dao Mark just to resist for a while. As long as he killed a few more monks, he would let them break through and rush over together.

So what?

The divine light said, Wang Dong suddenly roared, spread out his three heads and six arms, and suddenly there was a chariot in his hand. Although the chariot was almost turned into tissue, it was still strong, with countless divine lights hitting it,

It's impossible to penetrate at all.

Wang Dong laughed loudly, and five colors of light radiated from his body. However, Wang Dong's figure disappeared in a flash. When he appeared again, he was already beside one of the monks in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, punching him.

When he came out, a bright red light suddenly appeared on his fist.
Chapter completed!