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Chapter 714: Pangu Axe Fierce

"Haha, even if everyone in the Shui family comes together, why are I, Mr. Wang, afraid?"

Wang An laughed loudly, jumped up, but instead of retreating, and fell directly in front of Shui Yankong and others.

As soon as his arms were raised, the laws surged, and the power of thunder rolled, as if the heavenly tribulation had arrived, rumbled towards the monks of the Shui family.

Snowflakes are flying, cold air invades the bone marrow, plum blossoms are floating, and a strange force of law is stirring in the void, followed by the vast thunder disaster and shot away.

Xiao Ruoli's expression condensed, his slender fingers danced, and the glacial world rolled, as if a world was rotating.

The glaciers are endless, the icebergs are majestic, the rivers are surging, and countless powers of laws are dancing.

The three paths are small magical powers condensed by the power of the great-level laws, which shock the sky and the earth, change color, roll in power, the sky fades, the space is broken layer by layer, and the spiritual energy is raging.

The vast and boundless power spread in circles and circles, and a trembling aura lingers in the void.

"This... are they monks of the Xue family? How could it be possible that two of these three people used small magical powers, and the man even used two magical powers astonishingly."

"I'm crazy, a little magical power that has never been seen in a thousand years actually appeared on two juniors, making you and me feel very ashamed!"

"The monks in the Shui family have been caught in the head, right? The Xue family has such a genius, but they even forced the palace to be robbed, which eventually led to fighting with each other. It's ridiculous and sad!"

The six underworld cultivators who perfectly transformed the gods immediately discovered that Wang An and Xiao Ruoli were exerting small magical powers.

I was shocked for a moment and talked a lot!

Shui Yankong saw the little magical powers that Wang An used, his face changed wildly. The blooming runes in his hand flickered, bursting out with dazzling light, and countless flying snowflakes were floating in front of him.

The next moment, the magic tricks in his hand changed, and the laws surged. A small magic power formed in the void in the blink of an eye, bombarding Wang An's attack.

The other god-transforming cultivators also sacrificed magic weapons and bombarded Wang An and the other two.

"Boom!"

The spiritual energy was surging and surging, and a terrifying aura lingered around. Wang An and the other two changed their faces, their bodies shook, and they instantly hit a few beats in the air, and their qi and blood flowed backwards.

In contrast, the monks of the Shui family were dressed in rags and their auras were fluctuating. Under the three magical powers, many monks in the early stage of the God Transformation were instantly injured, staring at Wang An and Xiao Ruoli, and as if they had seen a ghost, their eyes were filled with fear.

The laws are gusts, the wind is howling, the earth is cracking, and the spiritual peaks are crisscrossing thousands of miles into flat rivers, and the plain rivers are turned into gullies, and it is a mess.

The spiritual spring splashed and the spiritual veins broke, and it was no longer the same as the cultivation holy place of fairy mountains and green waters in the past.

"You two are so evil. It is rumored that your Xue family has obtained the inheritance of Xue Wuhen. I am afraid that you two have practiced the martial arts of Xue Wuhen Ancestor."

"Hehe, I don't know if the Xue family will feel heartbroken if they kill you." Shui Yankong's eyes flashed, and he stared at Wang An and said with a strange smile.

His aura was violent, and his whole body was growing old, with white hair and a decadent aura lingering around him.

Wang An knew that this was the consequence of the burning of the life span of water and the life span was rapidly losing.

After Shui Yankong finished speaking, the spiritual treasure in his hand was shining brightly and again shrouded Wang An.

"Li Li, you two retreat, I'll deal with them." After the attack just now, Wang An felt that he didn't have to coward them at all. His strength had unknowingly reached the point where he completely crushed the same level as the God-Transforming God.

"Brother, then be careful!"

Xiao Ruoli glanced at Wang An and took Pan Jingchenli to a thousand feet away with him.

"Hmph, since you want to avenge Shui Yunluo, I will send you on the road together today!" Wang An frowned, a trace of sharpness flashed across his face, and he said coldly.

After saying that, the magic tricks in his hand changed, and two magical powers of ice thunder appeared in the air again. The laws rolled, like a world surging in the air, carrying the power of destroying the world and bombarding the cultivators of the Shui family.

"Boom!"

The magic weapon was knocked away and the runes were lingering. Wang An could clearly feel that his little magical power gradually began to disintegrate under the impact of many attacks and the power of a broken spiritual treasure, and the laws that turned into strands of them fell on them.

The spiritual shield was broken, and the flesh was immediately blurred, and the bones were visible.

At the same time, the picture of the blooming plum blossoms roaring in the air towards Wang An.

The plum blossoms were everywhere, the laws rolled, and ripples appeared in the void. It seemed that Wang An would be completely crushed into powder by these plum blossoms that emitted huge power in the next moment.

Under Wang An's spiritual consciousness, Shui Yankong looked ferocious and formed a small magical power, shooting towards him like lightning.

Wang An's eyes narrowed and his body retreated suddenly.

The body was shining with golden light, and with one hand, Pangu axe suddenly appeared in his hand.

“Buzz!”

An ancient wilderness pierces the sky, the axe trembles, the golden light is huge, a strange Taoist rhyme is stormy, the axe inscription is flashing, and the vicissitudes of life are quaint.

Wang An's body flashed with a flash of spirit, and turned into a golden giant a hundred feet in size. Mysterious golden runes appeared all over his body, just like the heaven and earth were engraved on it.

A powerful blood energy surged into the sky, and Wang An was like an ancient god and demon, and a breath of immortality and domineeringness suddenly rose on his body.

"break!"

Wang An's pupils shrank, he raised his Pangu axe and slashed forward.

Runes lingered on Pangu Axe, and a momentum that opened the world soared into the sky, as if it could break through the entire sky. The endless pressure was stirring up, like a turbulent sea tide with its potential.

At this moment, the Pangu axe seemed to be completely activated. As the chaotic power in Wang An's body was injected into the axe wildly, the axe turned into a hundred feet in blinking, and a cold chill invaded the bone marrow.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, muffled thunder sounded out of thin air in the void, and a vast pressure on the avenue flashed away.

In an instant, each of them felt a palpitations, as if the will of the Dao suddenly came.

"Hey, the Pangu Axe actually caused the warning of the way of heaven!" Wang An suddenly felt the fleeting pressure of the avenue.

But now the axe has been chopped out, and the endless space has shattered, and he can no longer take it back.

"Boom!"

“Ahhh….”

"What kind of magic weapon is this so terrifying? This aura seems to be able to break through the world."

Under Wang An's spiritual consciousness, he saw the incomplete spiritual treasure sacrificed by Shui Yankong. With a wailing cry, the entire scroll exploded and his spiritual energy was greatly damaged.

The shadow of the axe overlapped, and the law of force slashed hard on Shui Yankong. In his shock, all the protective magic weapons on his body were broken, and the whole person turned into a spiritual light and dissipated in the world, leaving only a talisman with dim spiritual energy floating in the air.

At the critical moment, Shui Yankong finally inspires the substitute talisman on his body and endures this sure-fire blow.

Except for three monks in the Shui family who escaped quickly, all the others swept through Pangu axe.

The magic body was broken, the spiritual energy was storming, and the nascent infancy shot and fled, and in a flash they fled into space.

The laws surging in the void, and a thousand feet wide gap appeared in the air. The power of the raging space rolled in, and it seemed that you could vaguely feel the endless power of the starry sky outside.

"call out!"
Chapter completed!
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