The cold wind blew, the wild sand filled the sky, above the Sumeru Buddha Kingdom, the cold eyes clashed for a moment, and endless wars soared into the sky.

"Please (liao)!"

With a deep shout, the two of them were in great harmony, and their energy penetrated the sky, moving clouds and winds, and their ultimate confrontation.

"Boom!"

The ability to destroy the sky, the power to destroy the world, the holy realm, the underworld, the two strongest people in the king realm officially fought, the shocking decision, and the shocking gods and Buddhas in the sky.

The decision of the closest step, the repetition of the palms intertwined, the moves forced the death, and the murderous intentions were revealed.

With a loud bang, the palms clashed again, and the phantom of the stars appeared and exploded.

The aftermath of the impact, the two figures separated, ten feet away, and their steps were fixed, and they each stabilized their bodies.

"The power of the Galaxy Explosion, how many moves can you bear!"

Luo Jia snorted coldly, his hands were rising again, and the vast galaxy scene manifested the battle situation, and even more terrifying power burst out and rushed forward.

"boom!"

The galaxy exploded, Ning Chen's figure fell a hundred feet away, and his body stopped, and a cold shout came to the sky.

"Who can beat the power of the twelve styles of Lingxi!"

If the injury is added, the demon becomes more and more crazy. He will transform the demonic essence with his palms, the waterfall of the sky, and rush back to the ninth level of heaven.

In the sky, Luo Jia concentrated his mind and slapped his palm, blocking the power of the demon.

The shocking shocked, Luo Jia's mouth was filled with red, and he took several steps in a row.

“It’s not over yet!”

Below, Ning Chen stepped on his foot, jumped into the air, rushed to Luo Jiakong, and slapped it with one palm, and Shi Potian was shocked.

With a loud bang, Luo Jia's figure fell from the sky and fell to the ground below.

In an amazing scene, the two heroes' decision, Zhide is actually the strongest king in the holy realm and has the advantage.

"This pervert!"

In the distant battle, Luo Xingchen's eyelids twitched, and he was shocked and he couldn't suppress his heart.

Zhiming is very strong, and all of them know it, but no one knows how strong Zhiming is.

In the void, Ning Chen stood in the air, looking down at the bottom, and his calm eyes were faintly condensed. He knew very well that the strongest palace lord in the holy realm had not yet shown his true strength.

Among the twelve palaces of the Holy Realm, the lords of the Third and Sixth Palaces are the strongest. At the beginning, he fought with the lord of the Sixth Palace, Sharo, so he knew more about the terribleness of these two palace masters than anyone else.

Legend has it that Luo Jia's strength is even better than Saraba, who is reincarnated as a Buddhist son. Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, the power of the lord of the third palace of the Holy Realm is beyond doubt.

On the ground below, dust filled with dust. Luo Jia, wearing golden armor, slowly stood up and took Zhiming's full strength to palm. Except for the rift of the golden armor, he did not see any serious injuries on his body.

"Another monster."

In the distant battle situation, Luo Xingchen also saw this scene, his face changed. Why are there so many monsters recently? Is it still alive?

"Distracted in the battle, are you too confident?"

In the battle situation, the lord of the twelfth palace said in a deep voice.

"It's enough to deal with you."

The falling stars restrain their minds, three arrows are fired at the same time, chasing stars and the moon, blocking all retreats of the former.

While the arrow light flew out, the snow sword moved the world, and the mountain and river sword realm was swept out. After the ghost face of Yan Luo, Mu Qianshang showed his amazing sword skills again, helped the stars to fall, and joined forces to kill the lord of the twelfth palace of the Holy Realm.

At the same time, on the third battlefield, King Ai Ranming and King Qi Lin Yuzhen, who had a palm sword in parallel, cooperated with tacit understanding and killed the lord of the eighth palace of the Holy Realm.

In three battlefields, the five Yama in the underworld showed their amazing ability and made every effort to block the invasion of the Holy Land.

On the earth, Luo Jia stepped out of the dust waves, looking at the battlefields all over the sky, his expression getting colder.

The strength of the human race's strong man is really not as weak as he imagined.

These human kings with ghost-like appearances are definitely considered strong even in the Primitive Demon Realm.

In the void, Ning Chen stared at the figure below, and the demonic element urged him. Next, the real battle was just around the corner.

"You are very strong!"

Below, Luo Jia said calmly, and his figure slowly rose, and after reaching the same height as the former, he stopped.

"The test is over."

Ning Chen looked at the man in front of him and said coldly, "You should almost show your true skills."

"As you wish!"

With a cold shout, the phantom of the universe appeared around Luo Jia, and thousands of meteorites coiled in different shapes and unpredictable colors.

The powerful and domineering moves show the vastness of the universe. Luo Jia drank deeply, and the holy essence exploded in his body. The dazzling golden light broke through the king's realm and approached the legendary imperial path infinitely.

The extreme power appears in the world, the heaven and earth tremble, the Buddha's kingdom has thousands of miles of miles, and the stones are rolled into waves, and the mad pressure is pressing forward to know his fate.

"The hand picking stars in the nine heavens, the rain floats in life"

The powerful power came, and Ning Chen reappeared the Qilin style, his hands tightly clasped, and the magical essence swept through, turning into black rain and rushing forward.

The bipolar collision touched the earth, and an indescribable terrifying force burst out, and everyone on the adjacent battlefield was shocked.

The scene of people tilting up and overturning the horse was shocking. Luo Xingchen, Mu Qianshang and others were embarrassed and steady, looking at the battle situation in the distance, showing a look of shock.

"Roga!"

In the eighth house, the twelfth house, the lord of the twelfth house looked at the collapsed void ahead, and also looked worried. This was the first time in thousands of years that they had seen someone push Luo Jia to such a level.

In the eyes of everyone, after the big explosion, the two figures took several steps back together, blood splattered at the corner of their mouths, and they were injured.

The body was stained with blood and the injury was secretly endured. The two of them stepped on their feet and bullied themselves again.

The fists and palms intertwined, and the styles were astonishing as the styles. Both of them were all raised to the limit. In between the moves, the aura of destruction was shaking the sky and the earth.

In a completely hot battle situation, Ning Chen's body is surrounded by magic silk, and he is absolutely defensive and protective. At the same time, the magic flames swept through, Feihong blessed, the offensive was fierce, and the power was doubled.

The Nine Nether Warcraft, Saint Imperial Technique, and Feihong Jue all appeared, and the top-level warfare technique comprehensively improved the combat power of knowing one's life.

"The power of the universe, the glory of the galaxy"

Within a short distance, the galaxy was brilliant. Luo Jia clenched his fist and blasted out. The golden stars exploded, and the terrifying impact swept through, and the world became nothingness.

As the attack approached, Ning Chen shouted a long time ago, and the demonic energy all over his body turned into a storm. The endless magic power refined the galaxy and calmed the sky.

"Twelve Styles of Lingxi, hundreds of tides set the sky"

The same unparalleled power was knocked out with one punch, and the two people's power directly hedged. In part, the power of the Big Bang was as powerful as the universe's Big Bang shocked, instantly destroying their defenses.

During the big explosion, the golden armor and magic silk barrier collapsed, and the two figures flew out a hundred feet away, forcibly stabilizing their bodies.

The blood falling from the sky, and the battle of victory and defeat is so fierce that it is shocking.

"happy!"

A hundred feet away, Luo Jia raised his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a deep voice, "I am worthy of being the descendant of the Jiuyou lineage. You have not insulted your master's reputation."

"The Palace Master has such a way to do it, so he should not become a pawn for the demon clan to invade the human race." Ning Chen secretly raised the demon essence, suppressed the injuries in his body, and said with a cold expression.

"My holy land has never been a pawn for others."

After the words came, golden light rose again in Luo Jia's body, and the collapsed armor was repaired at a speed visible to the naked eye, with golden light, dazzling.

Seeing this, Ning Chen stopped talking. He was full of demonic flames rising, and his magic silk was wrapped around him, so he absolutely defended and protected his whole body.

The next moment, two streams of lights, one black and one gold, collided again, and the two strong figures flew rapidly, and their powers hit again and again, destroying the power of the world and constantly destroying everything around them.

The two of them, who were strong, were undoubtedly strong, and were shocked by the world. The two of them had full combat power and offered the most amazing peak battle in the kingdom. The unpredictable final result touched everyone's hearts.

After a hundred moves, the war was shocking, but when the two fists hit each other, the aftermath of the explosion of the stars spread out, and the entire battle situation was instantly.

The blood-stained two strong men are still very strong in fighting. In an ordinary battle, life and death are hard to tell the difference.

"It's not good!"

In the other two battle situations, the two palace masters of the Underworld Kings and the Holy Land were getting heavier and heavier. None of them expected that this battle would be so fierce. If they continued, it would probably be a loss-win situation.

"Take out your strongest strength, I know that you still have reservations!"

Above the Buddha's kingdom, Luo Jia's body was filled with golden light, and he looked at the young man in black in front of him and said in a deep voice.

The Thirteenth Prince of the Heavenly Demon is famous for his sword cultivation. Before he sets out his sword, it means that this son has not used all his strength yet.

In front, Ning Chen's expression became cold, and his hands formed seals. The eight dragons came out against the world. As a result, the ghost energy filled the sky, and the ghost clan's holy artifact was unsheathed.

"Six paths of reincarnation, please ask the palace master and his party to hell!"

As the words fell, Ning Chen moved, his sword opened the yellow spring, and when a sword passed, hundreds of ghosts roared at the sky.

"Um?"

Seeing this, Luo Jia's expression slightly condensed, his palms flipped, and two huge star phantoms appeared.

"Holy Dharma, double-star explosion."

The move that has never appeared in the world, and to deal with the strongest opponent in this life, Luo Jia slowly closed his hands, and suddenly, the sky was filled with golden light, the stars collided, and the rumbling and vibration were combined into one.
To be continued...