"good!"

A hundred miles away, in the vast yellow sand of the sea, Wang Jianglong couldn't help but scream.

He has no distractions.

He was simply excited about the last collision between two extraordinary figures.

Whether it was Pang Wanyang's last punch to destroy sentient beings, or the whip hand that the King of King Quan, who swung the sacred mountain to beat the gods, was extremely exquisite in his eyes, and it was a wonderful way to make people feel relaxed and happy when they were looking for it.

He couldn't help but put down the wine gourd around his waist and drank it in big mouthfuls. In such a battle, he should drink all the wine!

In the vast sea, when I saw several other divine masters in this battle, they all responded in a different way and felt uneasy.

Huhu~~~

In the sky, An Qi grew up and stood, and his ragged Taoist robe was raised in the airflow.

Since he came to Jiufu Realm, this battle was the most difficult battle he had ever experienced.

Pang Wanyang's mind, determination, and martial arts are all top-notch from ancient times to the present, and there are also the most powerful trends in the world for decades. The last punch is a means to truly damage and even die with him.

At the same time, he is also a true seeker.

Let go of good and evil, this is a true fellow Taoist.

pity.......

He shook his head slightly, and held his finger in the air.

Smack ~

A piece of boxing gloves that were all dark gold, like human skin, fell into his palm.

This is Pang Wanyang's magic weapon.

The small boxing glove weighs a thousand pounds, and its materials are all the best in the world, and it also contains Pang Wanyang's lifelong boxing and martial arts.

Anyone who gets it will definitely have the potential to achieve the divine vein.

It is not impossible to match Pang Wanyang's nature and even achieve his past achievements.

Huh ~

His body moved slightly, and had already cut through the sky and left.

In the wind and sand, Wang Jianlong, Mu Qingfeng, Baiyue Zhenren, Yan Kuangtu and others all soared into the air and chased him.

The last mystery of this battle is impossible for any divine vein to be moved.

Why did Pang Wanyang clearly fall, but he had the illusion that he was like opening the sky gate?

...........

The already calm Hanlong Oasis.

The boss lady and his friends were working hard to clear the traces of wind and sand. Although the storm seven days ago did not bury Hanlong Inn, the mess left behind was ruined and hundreds of people cleaned it up for seven days.

It was only just sorted out.

"I'm so tired..."

The proprietress lay on the rocking chair, kneading her sore hands and feet, gritting her teeth in her heart.

The group of people broke her roof and poured the entire floor directly on the wind and sand!

One floor of sand!

She almost got angry to death.

"Fortunately, this group of plague gods finally left..."

She sighed, picked up the teacup, and lamented in her heart that she thought she was unlucky.

Suddenly, her body shivered, and the teacup she picked up fell to the ground with a "splash" and fell into eight petals.

"You...you..."

Her hands and feet trembled, and her voice trembled.

Not far away, a few people fell from the air without any rush. The first one was the one who turned into ashes or mud.
Chapter completed!