"Boom!" The bronze man of the Wilderness God's arms were suddenly separated, as if he was resurrected, and suddenly clenched his fists, facing the sky-bar tripod, and punched him out!

This punch is the reappearance of the power of the corpse of the Wilderness God. At this moment, the bronze man of the Wilderness God was combined into one. The bronze man was the corpse of the Wilderness God, and the corpse of the Wilderness God was the bronze man. He was controlled by Xuanyuan Peng's divine thoughts and activated by thousands of king-level source energy. A Fist of the Wilderness God was slashed out!

The nest space was almost shattered. With a loud bang, the sky-shaking sound was hit by the Fist of the Wilderness God, and it was deformed and twisted on the spot, breaking several large holes, flying backwards and shooting hundreds of meters, and hitting his master Wu Zhendong's chest. With a thunderous sound, it actually knocked Wu Zhendong so hard that his flesh and blood were broken on the spot, and his whole body was shattered.

"Ah, it's impossible. I am the world's number one law-enforcement heavenly tripod. I am the heavenly stick. I am the incarnation of the law. Who dares to break me? Who can break me?" The spirit of the heavenly stick tripod let out a sharp and shrill scream. Its whole body was trembling and trembling. Even though several big holes were broken on the wall of the tripod, it couldn't believe that it was really defeated by the Bronze Man of the Waste God!

"Rebirth, condense, reshape my body, and be reborn from the fire!" The broken Wuzhen East Immortal Body suddenly burst out the spiritual light of the rebirth law that soared into the sky. Countless flesh and blood were pieced together and shot backwards. He was reborn, and he was repairing his wounded body: "Xuanyuan Peng, the little demon claws, the Heavenly Tabby, is the era of the Immortal Emperor. The thirty-six-palm Immortal King of Punishment, condenses the essence of the punishment in the universe, tempers billions of times, and has been refined through thousands of hardships. Even if it is the corpse of the desolate god, it cannot be beaten. I want to hold it. Slash you to death, suppress it, and smash it alive..."

Wu Zhendong shouted shrillly, and his big mouth suddenly opened, like a bloody mouth: "If you want to defeat this son, you must first swallow the cauldron. Only by combining the man and the cauldron can you defeat this son! Tiantiao Cauldron, come in for me!"

The Tiantiao Cauldron seemed to be with Wu Zhendong's heart, and suddenly flew up. He swallowed it into his stomach with a rumbling sound. A dazzling cauldron light burst out from Wu Zhendong's immortal body. It seemed that the big cauldron and his flesh and blood were combined into one. The breath of Wu Zhendong was raising madly at a dazzling speed, surging wildly...

"Little Devil's Claw, look at me, and I will bring you alive..." Wu Zhendong's face was covered in ferociousness. He roared shrillly, and raised his big hand and wanted to...

"Who is a man and a tripod? Your magic is one foot taller, and my devil is one foot taller. Let me die!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted coldly. He walked in the dragon and tiger steps, and with a loud breeze, he stepped in front of Wuzhendong. His big hand was in the sky, and the bronze man of the Waste God flew into his palm, and was swung by him. With a whimper, he turned into a green and blue poisonous rainbow. He broke through the air and slashed...

His move was as fast as lightning, and he grabbed the Wuzhen East Tripod and united. In an instant, he burned a thousand king-level source rivers again, activated the corpse of the Wilderness God, and slashed it like a sky collapse!

"Puchi!" Wuzhendong's fairy body, which had just been reshaped and was not even complete, was once again crushed by Xuanyuan Peng's bronze man. This time it exploded differently from the last time. Every piece of broken flesh and bones were instantly stained with highly poisonous, presenting a thick green and blue luster. At a glance, Wuzhendong's fairy body seemed to instantly turn into a rain of poisonous flesh mixed with blue and green ginseng, spraying all over the sky...

It was Xuanyuan Peng who used all the poisons to attack the heart, and through the Bronze Man of the Waste God, he slashed heavily on the immortal body of Wuzhendong. Anyway, the Cronze of the Waste God is a dead corpse as powerful as a god iron. With the mediation conductor of the Bronze Man, he didn't have to consider whether it would have any side effects on the Cronze of the Waste God.

"Ah... Xuanyuan Peng, you are so despicable, you... you actually practice the highly poisonous magic skills. You little demon claws, you are so poisonous..." From countless pieces of flesh and bones, Wu Zhendong screamed in pain. The terrifying poison suddenly burst into the depths of his bone marrow, and suddenly burst into every inch of his blood and bones, making him tremble all over his body, and poisoning him so much that his soul was full of poison...

"Shits..." Every piece of blood and bone in Wuzhendong was corroded by poison and made a tingling trembling sound. Wuzhendong screamed sadly, as if the poisonous heart was burping, making him unbearable...

"Wow..." The light of the tripod flashed, and the Tiantiao tripod that merged with Wuzhendong flew out of a spine. Its body was also stained with poison, and it was green and flashed with a blue luster...

"Little Demon's Claw, Little Demon's Claw, don't be proud, don't be arrogant, Immortal Punishment Talisman, come out for me..." Wu Zhendong's bitter voice came from Wu Zhendong's flesh and blood fragments. It was his spiritual soul roaring. The spiritual soul of the immortal can be attached to every piece of flesh and blood. As long as there is a drop of blood, it can be reshaped and resurrected. Wu Zhendong has to admit that he is really very powerful. If it were an ordinary son of gods, he had been beaten to death by Xuanyuan Peng's series of methods, but he was not dead yet. He was so miserable and not dead yet, and he had the means of counterattack...

A fairy talisman with golden light suddenly flew out from a broken bone on a spine. As soon as the talisman flew out, a royal aura burst into the sky, like a strong wind and a heavy rain, making people breathe stagnant...

A bloody emperor of Immortal Punishment, the emperor talisman given to him, was regarded as the last killer weapon, and was sacrificed by Wuzhen East. However, as soon as the golden light flashed in the sky, the emperor talisman was polluted by the green and blue light, seriously affecting the flickering, spreading, and spreading...

Xuanyuan Pengye has been promoted to the realm of the eighth-level immortal king. His highly poisonous magical skills naturally rise and become more and more powerful. It can be said that poisoning all the heavens...

Even the immortal talisman at the emperor level was in an instant, and it was highly toxic and polluted, making it lose its power...

"What emperor talisman? Wuzhendong, your doomsday has come. Do you still expect a broken talisman to save your life?" Xuanyuan Peng shouted without hesitation. He burned a thousand king-level source rivers again, activate the power of the corpse of the Wilderness God. With a whimper, he waved the bronze man of the Wilderness God and smashed the Imperial Talisman...

"Crack!" The smash seemed to smash the sky, the ground, the stars, the sun and the moon, and the corpse of the desolate god, and with one blow, a talisman of the Immortal Emperor title exploded...

Of course, the emperor talisman was first polluted by poison and did not burst out its talisman power, and was hit by Xuanyuan Peng. This attack burned a thousand king-level source rivers, and it was a blow to the power of the corpse of the Desolate God. Xuanyuan Peng had only seven thousand king-level source rivers left. Every time he activated the power of the corpse of the Desolate God, he needed to burn a thousand king-level source rivers. After a while, Xuanyuan Peng cut out the power of the three corpses of the Desolate God, and burned three thousand king-level source rivers, leaving only four-strike source river reserves...

However, these three strikes are also worth it. The first strike breaks the Tiantiao Cauldron; the second strike breaks the Wuzhen Dong people's cauldron combination; the third strike breaks the Wuzhen Dong's imperial talisman that Wuzhen Dong is regarded as the last trump card to fight! It can be said that all the means of resistance in Wuzhen Dong were crushed, making him become the meat on the chopping board. He can step on the way, and pinch it as much as he wants!

"Ah, Xuanyuan Peng. You are so brave, you... you dare to blow up the imperial talisman that Emperor Xing gave me. You are lawless, you are bold and bold..." Wu Zhendong tried his best to burst out the power of rebirth, and struggled hard to piece together his fairy body that was highly toxic, polluted and corroded. Unfortunately, he regarded it as a royal talisman that saved his life. During this period, he was blown up by a bronze man. He was so distressed that he blew up poisonous blood...

"Hey, you haven't been poisoned to death yet?" Xuanyuan Peng looked over in surprise, and happened to see Wu Zhendong going crazy. From his Qiankun Bag, he ate all possible poison-proofing, detoxifying, poison-relieving, poison-removing, poison-removing, poison-removing, and poison-removing scenes. Wu Zhendong swallowed the detoxifying and poison-removing pills while spitting out poison-removing blood...

"How can I die? I still have to fight with you, the little demon claws..." Wu Zhendong was not poisoned to death by his words, and almost turned his back. He swallowed hundreds of anti-toxic pills, which could only barely curb the speed of erosion of the poison. However, the poison in his body was of unknown nature, like a bone attached to maggots, and the ghost was still penetrated violently, eroding him violently, causing his face to be ferocious and shrill...

"You are the one who fights with blood?" Xuanyuan Peng curled his lips disdainfully, raised his foot and stepped on the air. His foot was as heavy as a star fall, as fast as thunder collapse, and he could not be plagued by poison at all. Wuzhendong, whose cultivation level plummeted, dodged...

"Puchi!" Wu Zhendong was like a dog, and he trampled his feet hard under his feet, making his face shrunken. His face, which had just been barely reshaped, cracked again...

"Ah, Xuanyuan Peng, you demon boy, dare you step on me, you are a small underworld, dare you step on the Immortal Punishment Son, one of my great great realms? Wait for me, wait for me, after the interface war is over, your immortal underworld will be merged and embezzled by my Immortal Punishment Interface Army..." Wu Zhendong was stepped on by his feet, and was so angry that he was squirting smoke from his seven orifices, and his whole body was trembling. He struggled, roaring, and was about to burst into anger...

"Are you still not convinced? I asked you to be arrogant, I asked you to speak wildly for me, I step on, I step on, I step on again..." Xuanyuan Peng saw that he was so miserable and was not honest, and like his eyebrows, he suddenly raised his feet and stepped on them one by one, making his face broken, his spine cracked, and poisonous blood sprayed, extremely miserable...

"Don't hurt my master..." The Tiandou Cauldron, which was struggling to resist the erosion of poison, screamed, eager to protect his master, and with a whoosh, he rushed towards Xuanyuan Peng fiercely...

"I am the embodiment of the law, I represent the supreme heavenly corpse. Xuanyuan Peng, if you dare to attack me, you are attacking Xingtian, the Immortal Emperor's era, and attacking the supreme majesty of the twenty-four emperors of the Immortal Punishment today... "The Heavenly Punishment Ding is plagued by poison at this moment, and its power plummeted. I know that Xuanyuan Peng, who may not be able to stop like a wolf or a tiger, actually spoke threatening words, trying to use the majesty of the twenty-four emperors of the Immortal Punishment to shock him...

It’s like a naked tiger’s skin as a big banner, and the fox pretends to be a tiger’s power!

"Just relying on you, a broken tripod, dare you claim to be the incarnation of the law?" Xuanyuan Peng's rebuttal almost made the Tiandian tripod lively. With its dignified Tiandian weapon spirit, the law tripod is also very important in the entire Immortal Punishment interface. The Twenty-Four Emperors of Immortal Punishment even announced that holding the Tiandian tripod symbolizes the Immortal Punishment interface, is the inheritance evidence of Xingtian in the Immortal Emperor era. With its noble origin, it was actually demoted by Xuanyuan Peng to "a broken tripod". It really made the weapon spirit want to spray blood...

"I want to protect my master, I will fulfill you!" Xuanyuan Peng shouted loudly. He suddenly had the golden toad combined, and the witch god came to his body, gathering all the strength of his body, and with one move, "The Five Emperors Destroyed" he rushed out...

This punch is as powerful as the sky collapses, the power of the witch god is powerful, the golden toad demon, the energy surges into the sky, Xuanyuan Peng's original energy breaks the void...

"Crash!" The sky-tiao tripod whineeded shrillly, and the dipper wall made a shocking sound. Its indestructible body of the puncture spirit was actually blown up by Xuanyuan Peng's punch...

"Dingling Bang..." Countless fragments of the tripod wall fell to the ground, and the Tiantiao tripod was completely exploded. Each piece of fragment was quickly eroded by poison, and there was no longer enough ability to kill the poison. The spirit of the weapon screamed and was completely poisoned to death by poison!

"Ah, my Tiantiao Cauldron, Xuanyuan Peng, Xuanyuan Peng, you are so cruel, my Tiantiao Cauldron..." Wuzhendong, who was trampled on the ground, was like a dead father, and tears turned into a thousand waters. The tears were so miserable, the sad, the sad, the sad, it was so sad that it was so unbearable to listen to...

In fact, Xuanyuan Peng was able to blow the Heavenly Tabernacle with one punch, and the poisonous magical power was indelible. The terrifying poisonous corrosion had long been spread throughout the body of the cauldron, causing its power to plummet. The poison also weakened the spirit of the stern and the severely weakened, which caused the result that even the Divine God Bronze Man could not break it, but was blown by Xuanyuan Peng with one punch.

In order to save the reserves of the king-level source river, Xuanyuan Peng activated the witch god to the body this time, and combined with the combined power of the golden toad, and his punch was successful, which surprised him. After all, he witnessed with his own eyes that even the bronze man of the Waste God could not explode it.

"Wuzhendong, Immortal Punishment Son, it's your turn!" Xuanyuan Peng majesticly trampled on the arrogant Immortal Punishment Son, who had just entered his nest space, and punched the wind and slapped hard...

"Puchi!" His punch smashed Wuzhendong, who was struggling with severe toxic corrosion, into powder, the poisonous blood, poisonous flesh, and poisonous bones in the tent flew all over the sky...

"Wow, I'm so unwilling to accept it..." Wu Zhendong's spiritual soul could no longer withstand the invasion of the poison, and let out a last shrill scream, thumping... Pieces of poisonous flesh and blood fell into dust, and his spiritual soul was completely poisoned by the poison, and his soul was scattered, and he died and disappeared...

"Well, the Immortal Punishment Son, Wuzhendong, has made me wasted so long and burned three thousand king-level source rivers. The Immortal Punishment Interface is known as the great world among thousands of interfaces. The God Son of Punishment is indeed well-deserved!" (To be continued. If you like this work, (qn) vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to m.qn to read.) 9
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