"Boom!" Emperor Suzaku slashed down with his palm. The entire treasure cave sky was filled with flames and fire. His palm was like a god who controlled life and death. He slashed down with one palm. Every inch of the entire treasure cave sky was confined like an ancient divine iron, which made Xuanyuan Peng not even have room to flash and move. He had to take his peak palm.

This is the power of the ninth-level peak master, majestic, great, unstoppable, and terrifying...

The eyes of Emperor Suzaku, a grim smile burned in his eyes. In his opinion, Xuanyuan Peng relied on the artifact of the Nether Clan and was forgot about it and wanted to attack his treasure house. However, he did not expect that he was only a seventh-level little devil. Even if his magic weapon was powerful, how could he fight against him, the peak giant?

Overestimating one's own abilities, he is trying to kill himself...

"Emperor Zhuque, do you have to take my life if I want me to take my life?" Xuanyuan Peng's eyes were bright and his big hand raised. Three energy clones that were exactly the same as him jumped out of his universe like lightning, and at a dazzling speed, they formed the four-simile formation in an instant. Then, he and the three clones used the witch god's body together, as well as many believers rolling divine aura, mountains and tsunamis, and the sky collapsed into their big hands...

"Great Emperor, your era is over!" With a buzzing sound, Xuanyuan Peng passed on a divine thought, and he and the four big hands of the third clone used the four symbol formation patterns and suddenly superimposed them together. At the same time, the witch god's body and the power of the believers rushed to their palms and fingers, forming a surging and majestic magical hand, and suddenly met...

The two sides took action so quickly. It was simply hard to see clearly. It was said at that time. A loud bang of the buzz sounded loudly, and the sky was shaken, and countless forbidden formation patterns in this treasure cave were shattered and shattered by the destruction...

"Dingdeng, Dingdeng..." Two figures staggered backwards at the same time, and took dozens of steps in a row before they stood firm with their stakes...

"You, you... how could you stop the full blown attack from this emperor..." Emperor Zhuque widened his eyes in disbelief. In his opinion, his palm just now was definitely astonishing as the one he had. Unexpectedly, with a bomb, Xuanyuan Peng was incomparable to him, and his divine body did not even have a crack. This is illogical.

"Director, do you think. Are you still the power of the peak? You have been engaged in the peak god wars for more than ten days, and today you have suffered severe damage. Your cultivation has dropped by at least one-third. Do you think I don't have the strength to fight with you? Wrong. Let me tell you that countless people used to think like you. In the end, I was standing and laughing until now. Countless people who thought the same as you were all killed by me!" Xuanyuan Peng laughed long. His sleeves were flying, and his fighting spirit was crazy.

Xuanyuan Peng and the three clones were in the four shapes, surrounding the center of the Suzaku Emperor. He sneered: "Mr. Que. We didn't do all our strength just now, but in order to rob your treasure cave as quickly as possible, I won't be polite to you in the second move!"

"What, what did you say? Haven't you tried all your strength yet? The joke is simply a joke. Xuanyuan Peng, no matter how powerful you are, you can't be stronger than me. I am the No. 1 Emperor of Southern Xinjiang, the first person, the leader of the immortals in the southern Xinjiang. You are a seventh-level little devil. You have to see what qualifications you have to blow magic snails..." Emperor Suzaku was so angry that he was so angry that he fought against three Dark Emperors in today's battle. He was defeated. Even his several Vermilku artifacts were broken, but he would never believe that Xuanyuan Peng could burst out stronger power. It was beyond imagination to be able to take his palm and be on par with him. He would never believe that Xuanyuan Peng could burst out stronger power, posing a fatal threat to him.

"No one can stop you from dying today!" Xuanyuan Peng smiled grimly, and with a wave of his hand, the holy monument roared out of his eyebrows and suddenly fell to his palm; at the same time, the first energy clone captured Mount Sumeru in the Buddha's realm from the sea of ​​consciousness; the second energy clone shot out the seal of God from the sea of ​​consciousness; the third clone captured the sickle of hell from the sea of ​​consciousness...

As soon as the four artifacts were unveiled, the original fluctuations of Xuanyuan Peng and the three clones were like roaring mountains and thundering seas, and like water rising and rising ships. This is equivalent to the four Xuanyuan Pengs, each holding a magical artifact to form a four-simile formation to siege the Emperor Zhuque. The shocking fluctuations burst out were like the sky collapsed and the earth broke. Emperor Zhuque felt the four enemies in front of him, and his aura was rising steadily, soaring to a level that made him look distorted...

No matter what, he did not believe that a seventh-level demon cultivator could pose a fatal threat to him. In his opinion, Xuanyuan Peng might have a superimposed magical power that instantly improves his skills, but that kind of martial arts is only a short-term phenomenon and cannot last for a long time. This is also his greatest confidence in being able to deal with Xuanyuan Peng. However, he did not expect that Xuanyuan Peng's superimposed magical power would remain in the best state, and it lasted for a long time. He also had four magic weapons that were of good quality that made him jealous. The terrifying pressure he activated was beyond his expectations...

It made him feel uneasy as his soul trembles...

His natal magic weapon and a series of Vermilion Bird magic weapons were shattered by three Dark Emperors. Now he is severely damaged and unarmed. Compared with the fully armed Xuanyuan Peng, he is like a beggar and a dragon king. He has nothing, and he is left with poverty...

"The Four Elephants Destroy the Emperor!" Xuanyuan Peng roared and activated the Four Elephants Array together with the three clones. With a bang, with the help of the superimposed magical powers of the Qi Transformation of Three Clears, the Four Elephants Array, the Witch God's Body, the Blessings of Believers, and other superimposed magical powers, the holy monument they blasted out, Mount Sumeru, the Seal of God, and the Scythe of Hell, gathered from all directions into a torrent of blades that changed the color of the sky. With a bang, it swept towards Emperor Suzaku...

"Xuanyuan Little Demon, I am fighting with you..." Emperor Suzaku was like a rabbit forced into an anxious face, a mad dog forced into the corner of the wall, roared, and ran out all the peak imperial energy of his body. His palms slashed out a shattering shadow of the Suzaku that burned the sky and the earth, as if burning through the void, burning the sky, and slashing out fiercely and violently...

"Crash!" Shi Potian burst out in shock, and suddenly burst the entire treasure cave into the void. The entire Suzaku Temple penetrated a huge underground pit. The broken bricks and stones splashed between the temple walls and halls, as if they had suffered a doomsday catastrophe...

The land of Zhuque City trembled violently, just like a terrifying earthquake deep underground. The Zhuque Temple, the luxurious and magnificent building hall, cracked and cracked, collapsed and collapsed, and large areas of collapse sank...

At the same time, countless treasures in the dark caves of treasures, such as treasures, herbs, etc., were blown out like a rainstorm and fell all over the sky...

The drastic changes in the Suzaku Temple alarmed the southern Xinjiang immortal cultivators and the dark army who were fighting fiercely in the city. Countless pairs of eyes looked in that direction. The immortals in the southern Xinjiang were shocked and desperate, because the holy land of the Suzaku City was actually attacked with devastating attack. It was the spiritual pillar of the immortal army in the Suzaku City. Now, the pillars are about to collapse, collapse, and fall. What should I do? The soldiers on the Dark Divine Realm all thought that it was the horrifying scene caused by the peak emperor of their side chasing the Suzaku Emperor. They were as if they were given a shot of chicken blood, and they were extremely excited to kill the sea of ​​immortal cultivators in front of them...

"Wow..." In the cracked underground cave, Emperor Suzaku screamed. For the second time, his imperial body was actually hit by Xuanyuan Peng's Four-Syllable Emperor Destroyed, and countless bloody cracks like spider webs. Even his face was cracked with countless cracks like weathered mud, and blood arrows were squirting wildly...

The body of Emperor Suzaku was trembling violently, and he lost consciousness of the palms of Boom, his arms trembled like a snoring wind, and he lost the power to lift up again...

His sea of ​​universe was seriously damaged, and he felt that he could no longer take the third strike of the little devil Xuanyuan. What made him desperate was that after Xuanyuan Peng used all his strength to blast out the second move, his supernatural power was still a slight decline, and he was still in a state of fierce dragon spirits and tigers, which almost made Emperor Suzaku go crazy...

Freak, it's like a little demon's claw like a freak... Emperor Zhuque was so sad that he was almost speechless when facing Xuanyuan Peng, who was getting stronger and stronger in the battle. If he had a variety of superimposed magical powers and magical weapons, how could he fall into such a state? How could he be oppressed by a little demon?

Is this the sky going to destroy me? A divine light of shock and despair was shot out in the eyes of Emperor Zhuque. With a firm heart, he would exert all his strength—self-destruction...

"Suppress!" Xuanyuan Peng made a move as fast as lightning. Emperor Zhuque was at the end of his country and the oil was gone. He was in a state of fierce dragon spirit and tiger. The four-simile formation suddenly activated. The magical hand condensed with the third clone contained the seal of God, and slapped the Emperor Zhuque in despair, grief and anger...

"Peng!" Without waiting for the remaining power of Emperor Zhuque to explode himself, the seal light flashed, and a terrifying sucked him into the bottom of the Seal of God, suppressing him like a toad! Not to mention self-destruction, he could not even move. While suppressing, Xuanyuan Peng's devastating divine energy burst into his imperial body, imprisoning his meridian blood vessels tightly and tightly, not to mention self-destruction, it was impossible to commit suicide.

"Damn it, little devil, you deserve to die, I am the number one emperor in southern Xinjiang, you... you actually suppressed me, you are disrespectful to me, I want to kill you, little devil, I want to tear you into pieces, crush your bones and ashes..." Emperor Zhuque never dreamed that he had fallen into such a tragic situation and was suppressed by someone in his treasure. This was simply a nightmare, his face was red as if he was about to drip blood, and he roared in a frustration...

Xuanyuan Peng ignored him, waved his sleeves, and a terrifying sucking out, whizzing, whirring, sucking all the treasures sprinkled all over the ground...
Chapter completed!