This is not the King of Yuanyang!

Feng Xinglie's body also shook, and an incredible light shone deep in his pupils.

After practicing to the heaven, the appearance and skin can change rapidly, and blood and qi and breath can also have billions of magical powers to change, but the only soul is the only one.

The eyes are the window of the heart, and you can see that the eyes can identify the identity.

He could naturally see what Yuan Duxiu saw.

boom!

When many masters were shocked by the sudden aura, another roar like a crack in the sky resounded.

In front of everyone, a white palm pierced the void of nothingness and clamped on the edge of the void like a black hole.

Then, the void was torn apart!

Boom!

The void boils and a divine light bursts out!

The starry sky was filled with divine light for a moment, and a powerful and vast aura was overwhelming across the starry sea, flowing through the Emperor Ji, which just caused the entire Emperor Ji to riot!

Huh ~

The yellow sand rises above the boundless vast sea, and the sky is filled with wind and sand.

Situated in an ancient temple in the yellow sand, Emperor Amitabha felt something. He raised his eyebrows and saw a brilliant Buddha light burst out from the vast sea, dyeing the endless vast sea with a brilliant golden color.

That was the formation left by the Buddha, and was reviving. In the endless runes and Zen singing, a demon-subduing pestle that was heavy like the sky, reviving in it.

The buzzing and trembling seemed to be warning or demonstration.

"Why is there a crisis? The demon-subduing pestle is warning, what's going on?"

In the vast sea, figures flashed out, standing in the sky, and the solemnity in each other's eyes could be seen in the wind and sandy sky.

All the monks were shocked and didn't know what had happened.

"Immortal Buddha!"

In an ancient temple, a Buddha's name sounded, and an old monk clasped his hands together and stepped on the yellow sand.

"Master Muni!"

I saw the old monk and many great monks all came forward to pay tribute.

"Muni, do you feel it too?"

Emperor Amitabha felt something, and walked out of the temple, a trace of solemnity flashed across his beautiful face: "The disaster of destruction..."

"Immortal Buddha."

Emperor Muni recited the Buddha's name lightly, and a trace of shock flashed across his old face: "Where is the disaster coming from? Could it be this Yuanyang King?"

"How could it be King Yuanyang?"

The monks were shocked very much, and felt the strong aura flowing from outside the starry sea, shocked and incredible.

Among them are old monks who have heard of the deeds of King Yuanyang, but how could that King Yuanyang be in a disaster?

You should know that the Tianding Kingdom, which he once protected, was now the uncrowned king of millions of secular people in the East China. According to legend, the Tianding Kingdom was his Dharma and Tao.

How can such an existence who has thought of sentient beings be a disaster?

"Yes or no, you can tell at a glance."

Emperor Amitabha bowed his waist with three thousand black hairs and stared at him. He had turned into Buddha's light and disappeared into the vast sea.

Go straight into the starry sky.

Roar ~~~

The dragons roared in the four seas, and one side was pitch black, but the armor with red gold patterns appeared above the four seas and revived itself.

But it is the treasure inherited by Dragon Lord, the Emperor Dragon God Armor!

"The Dragon God Armor seems to have signs of recovery! How is this possible? The Dragon God Armor never recovered in such a scene as eight hundred years ago?"

Old dragons poked their heads out of the sea of ​​clouds, looking at the armor that was buzzing in the sky, and were shocked.

"After eight hundred years, what are you afraid of even if you return? Are the gods in the Dragon God Armor washed by time and about to fall to their realm?!"

"Yuanyang..."

It seemed like a whisper, like a star explosion, the existence in the divine light lingered at itself, as if it was feeling something, and it seemed like it was in a daze.

His reaction also made everyone present feel a "knock" in their hearts.

In any case, this should not be the reaction that the Yuanyang King should have.

"Everyone!"

Emperor Amitabha's mind was turned and his will instantly shakes the sky. At the same time, everyone present was sent to the voice: "This person is not the King of Yuanyang!"

Yuan Duxiu felt heavy and sad in his heart, and his blood-stained body was trembling slightly. At this moment, he wanted to roar for a long time.

"Yes or no, you will know it once you try!"

With a dragon roar, Long Aotian came into the air with his armour in the sky. He was separated by thousands of miles from a distance and had already hit him with one punch!

boom!

Just a punch hit, the terrifying blood and energy of terrifying level had already rolled out. In the midst of the storm, there seemed to be thousands of dragons howling angrily, and their majesty was already extremely majestic!

The dragon clan's body has been the best in the world since ancient times, and Long Aotian is even the best in the dragon clan. His blood and energy are so strong that it is comparable to Yuan Duxiu, who is the strongest in his body today.

He hit the divine light with one punch, leaving no remaining strength, and directly hit the figure who seemed to be still in the divine light.

"Long Aotian!"

Yuan Duxiu was shocked and angry, and forced his blood-stained body to stop him, but was blocked by Feng Xinglie.

"No matter who this person is, Long Aotian won't hurt him with this punch."

Feng Xingli watched with cold eyes, but the breath on his body became more and more solid.

The bystander was clear, and Yuan Duxiu was too concerned and could not see it. However, he knew very well that Long Aotian's punch, which seemed to be without room for nothing, actually did not use his full strength.

It stands beside the void and has the possibility of withdrawing at any time. Obviously, it is just a test.

Boom!

But beyond everyone's expectations, including Long Aotian himself, this punch was not organized, boiling in the void and exploding in the starlight.

It hit the divine light!

Bang!

It was like the ancient gods slapped the air with their fists, making the sound of war drums that shake the world. They were so dull that even the inspiration could not bear it. Wherever they spread, their vitality was shattering!

Kakka ~

Then, in everyone's eyes, the figure surrounded by divine light slowly came back to his senses, and a hint of coldness appeared in the slightly tranced eyes.

"not good!"

Long Aotian's heart thumped, and there was a warning sign.

A more terrifying fist print arrived, and in an instant, it scattered thousands of miles of starry sky. Wherever the fist came, all the tangible and invisible energy were shattered.

The blood and energy that was even more fierce than him ten times more powerful than him filled the starry sky like a hurricane and dominated everything.

"How could it be so strong?!"

Long Aotian's heart was beating wildly, and he burst out his blood and divine power without thinking. His arms were raised, and the dense dragon scales on the armor stood up like a blade.

In the explosion of a dragon roar that shakes the world, the two fists merged and faced the punch that seemed to be about to blow up the Star Sea!

"die!"

The indifferent and cold will swept across the sea of ​​stars like a cold current.

"What?!"

The moment the fist and palm collided, Long Aotian's hair exploded and his eyes were bloody.

Under this punch, he felt an unprecedented terrifying power, just like when he had not yet condensed the cave, he ran into the supreme treasure.

The powerful and invincible power had instantly destroyed his blood, divine power, and his proud body seemed to have become insignificant paper under this domineering punch!

"Roar~~~"

Yuan Duxiu and Feng Xinglie were shocked in his heart, and he heard a dragon roar containing endless pain, and Long Aotian, wearing the armor of ten thousand dragons.

It was blown up in the starry sky, and endless dragon blood turned into millions of blood waterfalls and drooped in the sky.

Kill the mighty!

Long Aotian's will shook the starry sky, and he was extremely painful and angry, and he was extremely afraid: "Jinhuang, save me!"

He couldn't help but be afraid!

The moment the fist seal dissipated, another palm pressed down, trying to erase his will and spirit!
To be continued...