"Hmph, boy is arrogant, he really doesn't know how high the world is!"

The Holy Ancestor Baoguang slapped the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly there was a mysterious gourd with a rolling magical energy in his hand. He suddenly slapped the gourd, and a series of magic treasures suddenly flew out from it, including swords, guns, and sticks. The most defective ones were the best magic treasures.

The other demon ancestors also sacrificed their magic weapons one after another, and the treasure light soared into the sky and the laws were stormed.

“Buzz!”

A white tree, a strange bone, and a strange mirror. The aura emitted by these three treasures made Wang An feel a strong crisis.

"Hey, you are the acquired spiritual treasures. I didn't expect that you eight of you actually have three spiritual treasures." Wang An said in a little shocked manner. He had never seen anyone in the spiritual world. When it appeared here, there were three spiritual treasures. A desire to take them for him faintly arises in his heart.

"Haha, do you know you're scared? Just surrender me obediently. Maybe we can let you go!" The Demon Ancestor, holding a strange mirror spiritual treasure, laughed hideously.

"I'm afraid you're dreaming! Haha, do you have only spiritual treasures? I'll show you what the real spiritual treasure is!"

Wang An laughed loudly, reached out and grabbed the void, and a golden axe suddenly appeared in his hand, and a momentum of creating a world gradually spread out.

"go!"

Wang An threw out his right hand and the flying sword rolled around, and the sword energy spread out, directly falling on the magic treasure bombarded by the Holy Ancestor.

With both hands tightly grasping the Pangu Axe, a wild and vicissitudes of explosive power suddenly burst out from all over his body, and his muscles were tangled. Every inch of his skin seemed to have a golden little giant attribute coming over, and the endless power of the surging force stirred the sky.

Runes the size of rice grains lingered on him, and violent chaotic power was injected into the axe. Pangu axe emitted a series of raging axe intentions, followed by a momentum that created the world and enchanted the world.

At this moment, Wang An vaguely felt the heart of the world in the Demon Realm behind him tremble, afraid that he would split it with an axe.

"You...you are the complete innate spiritual treasure, the most precious treasure of the immortal family, how could you have such a treasure!"

The Holy Ancestor Baoguang was very knowledgeable about various magic weapons. When he saw Wang An's Pangu axe, he felt a palpitation and said in horror.

"Everyone, please disperse quickly. The power of this spiritual treasure cannot resist it!" His face changed drastically, and he anxiously reminded the other saints.

"Hehe, I'm just here now, it's too late!"

The golden light was shining and the mighty pressure was rolling. The Pangu axe had already bombarded with the momentum of creating the world.

The pressure rolled, sweeping across a radius of thousands of miles. The heart of the world suddenly disappeared. The power of the Tao around it decreased sharply. The space was without the blessing of the power of the Tao. It was like piled up tofu, and it was all broken.

The Eight Desolate Swords and the Eight People's Magical Weapons bombarded each other, and with a wailing sound, it flew back directly into Wang An's body.

After the terrifying sword intent of the Eight Desolate Swords, the power of the law around them had slightly dispersed.

At the critical moment, Pangu axes finally arrived one after another.

"Bang bang bang!"

"Boom!"

Pangu axe was invincible, and the demon treasures flew back one after another, and the power of the law collapsed everywhere.

However, the three spiritual treasures only shook slightly and still fell on Wang An with the power of destroying the world.

"Bang! Boom!"

The golden light spread around Wang An, and the battle body suddenly cracked. The violent force burst into his body, and golden blood instantly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

The whole person flew backwards like a cannonball out of the barrel, and suddenly hit the ground. The earth cracked and dust flew.

"Ahem, it's worthy of being a spiritual treasure, it actually hurts me!"

Wang An flew out of the mud pit, looking at the eight demon ancestors who were just a little embarrassed, and said coldly.

"Haha, but so, even if you have the innate spiritual treasure, you still cannot suppress us! Friends, kill him directly, and this innate spiritual treasure is ours." Saint Ancestor Baoguang said excitedly.

He is known as the Holy Ancestor of Baoguang and has been collecting various magic weapons all his life. Now that he sees an innate spiritual treasure within his reach, he is already moved and his greed is full of his heart.

After saying that, he once again activated the treasure gourd in his hand and drove various magic treasures to attack Wang An.

The others stared at the Pangu axe in Wang An's hand, with a hint of greed in their eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he also sacrificed the magic treasure and flew towards Wang An.

"I finally know what level of strength I have reached now, so I won't play with you!" Wang An suddenly had a flash of inspiration on his body, directly affecting the Eight Desolate Worlds in his body; he stared at everyone, with a strange smile on his face.

“Buzz!”

Before everyone could understand what it meant, circles of eight-color halos began to burst out from Wang An, and a pressure similar to the great way suddenly burst out from him.

"The power of the world, suppress me!"

Wang An shouted loudly, and a mysterious phantom suddenly floated above his head. A heart-wrenching aura spread around him as the center, directly covering the eight saints.

"Oh, what's the breath!"

When three demon ancestors saw that the situation was wrong, they burned their life span, and their aura surged, wanting to escape from the scope of the world's power.

The power of the world is vast and powerful, and it instantly covers the eight saints.

It seemed like he was trapped in an endless swamp, unable to move, and struggling, a breath of about to fall suddenly surged into his heart.

"Boom boom boom!"

At this moment, every saint ancestor burned his lifespan directly, and he no longer dared to suppress his cultivation. He just wanted to break free from the shackles of the power of the world in the shortest time.

"I still want to run away now? It's too late!"

Wang An was shining with golden light, and he waved the Pangu axe again, and the momentum of creating the world enveloped everyone.

It was like a mountain collapse, or like an ancient god opening the sky, the violent force formed a golden light curtain in the air, dense axe intentions lingering around.

"Boom!"

“Ahhh….”

Several screams came from the dazzling golden light, and five sluggish figures shot out, their bodies were covered in blood, and their cultivation level plummeted.

Immediately afterwards, three more demon babies flew around and directly escaped into the space.

"Wow, roar!"

Just then, the little dragon roared on Wang An's body, turned into a golden light and escaped into the space.

Wang An's eyes burst into light, and he stretched out his golden giant hand and directly penetrated into the void.

"Senior, please spare me! I was wrong, spare me!"

The next moment, the Baoguang Saint Ancestor was directly grabbed by Wang Ancong in his hand, and the little dragon also grabbed a Yuanying from his claws.

Six people were seriously injured and escaped and two were captured. Wang An fought alone against the Eight Great Saints, completely in a crushing manner. (https:)
Chapter completed!