A faintly visible circle of holy energy energy lines greeted Jiu Wuji in mid-air.

Enhanced by the secret technique of the Holy Thunder Body, Zhao Feng's Holy Body strength can almost challenge the king in a short period of time.

And this is just his basic strength.

"Wings of Wind and Thunder"

Zhao Feng spread out a pair of wings like ripples of water and thunder from his back, and actually triggered a powerful force of wind and thunder from heaven and earth. The artistic conception was superb.

At this point, it’s not over yet

"on"

A layer of bright red glaze flames lingered on Zhao Feng's body, and his entire body was like a blood-flame demon with a violent aura.

After these two increases, the power of Zhao Feng's Holy Thunder physical attack has completely reached the level of a king, even slightly better than an ordinary king.

There is one last step

"Whoosh"

The ancient green shoes under Zhao Feng's feet shot out a ray of green flame, suddenly increasing his instantaneous speed several times.

Under that extreme speed and increase, Zhao Feng's explosive power reached a terrifying level.

Jiu Wuji only felt the afterimage flicker, and a tall figure with blood flames and thunder wings, bearing indescribable power of heaven and earth, pressed in front of him.

Boom--

Zhao Feng's tyrannical fist force instantly struck in front of Jiu Wuji.

"How is it possible..."

Jiu Wuji's body, energy and blood sank, and his body swayed slightly, unbelievable.

The young boy's attack actually penetrated his domain and the invisible demonic force field around him, affecting his true self.

"break"

As soon as the black silver dotted line flashed, Nangong Sheng approached through the space movement method, and cut out a silver-purple imaginary ripple blade from his palm. The terrifying power of space annihilated everything into powder.

Moreover, Nangong Sheng's attack also incorporated the power characteristics of the Evil God Crystal.

Puff puff boom boom

For a moment, Jiu Wuji faced a crazy counterattack from Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng.

"Magic Force Field"

Jiu Wuji stood proudly in the void, surrounded by a void of distorted ink black, giving the illusion that the space was collapsing.

That powerful force field absorbs and deflects attacks to the maximum extent.

Hand of the devil

Jiu Wuji waved the giant black hand that connected the heaven and the earth, and the black clouds and flames billowed, oppressing Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng again.

Nangong Sheng's space domain trembled again.

Zhao Feng's Saint Body body felt a sharp pain under the powerful pressure and bombardment of the giant black hand.

"Haha, what can a momentary burst of power do?"

Jiu Wuji sneered.

He vaguely guessed that Zhao Feng might be the rebirth of a certain king, or even an emperor.

For the King of False Gods, it is not unusual to seize one's body and be reborn.

As long as he can withstand Zhao Feng's instantaneous explosive power, he can counterattack and restrain him.

Bang bang

Seeing that Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng were once again at a disadvantage, they were forced to the ground by the "hand of the devil".

swish

At the same time, powerful men such as the Thirteenth Prince and the withered-faced old man from afar came in pursuit.

"At the last moment, let's see where you run -"

There was a hint of lust in Jiu Wuji's eyes. As soon as the reinforcements arrived, Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng would be unable to fly.

"The final blow"

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng looked at each other and launched an astonishing explosive power and attack from near the ground again, counterattacking towards Jiu Wuji.

"ridiculous"

There was a hint of sarcasm on the corner of Jiu Wuji's mouth.

The huge gap in basic strength cannot be made up by the instantaneous explosive power of artistic conception or skills.

But suddenly, Jiu Wuji's body stiffened.

Boom buzz

Zhao Feng's punch combined powerful strength and blood, creating a strange space in his field of vision, creating a sense of insane impact.

"Fantasy City Realm"

In an instant, Jiu Wuji's senses were greatly blinded. He was in a mist-shrouded maze of fantasy city, and his control over reality was reduced by 40 to 50%.

Crying, puffing, puffing——

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng's ultimate attack instantly penetrated "Jiu Wuji" and revealed flaws in the demonic force field, which was drastically reduced in power.

Wow

Jiu Wuji spit out a mouthful of blood, staggered, and struggled out of the "Illusion City Domain".

Although Zhao Feng was reborn after seizing his body, he did not re-cultivate the Soul Dao and still retained this Soul Dao field.

Now, his soul has returned to the level of a king, and the power of the Fantasy City Realm is already somewhat as powerful as it was at its peak.

meow

Before Jiu Wuji could react, a golden dragon glowing shadow dozens of feet long wrapped around his body.

"hateful"

Jiu Wuji's whole body tensed up, being entangled and trapped by a gray-gold whip, and waves of golden dragon energy penetrated into his body.

"Death Bald"

Zhao Feng and Nangong Sheng's attack came again, accompanied by the impact and disturbance of the soul realm.

"ah"

Jiu Wuji was overwhelmed and screamed miserably, but he could barely break free of the little thieving cat's golden whip.

Peng Hong Pu Chi Chi

Jiu Wuji fell from mid-air, leaving behind a series of dense and neat bloody cuts on his body, and even some bloody woodcut marks, which looked terrible.

"Jiu Wuji was defeated..."

The withered-faced man, the Thirteenth Prince, and others who were chasing after him saw this scene with horror on their faces.

At the same moment.

A shadow of unparalleled purple beauty fell on the ancient forest where Zhao Feng and his two men were meditating before, and their expressions changed slightly: "Nangong Sheng is a step too late, you have to hold on..."
Chapter completed!