The terrifying waves swept out like a turbulent tsunami, and everything was razed to the ground wherever they went.

The space around was trembling violently, as if it was about to collapse.

A figure flew backwards like a kite with broken strings, and it was the old woman.

She drew a long arc in the air and smashed three peaks one after another before she could barely stabilize her body.

At this moment, blood slowly spilled out of the corners of her mouth, and the originally pitch-black black robe was covered with spider-web-like cracks, making her look embarrassed.

The old woman stared at Meng Haoqing, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in her eyes, like a wounded beast, ready to make a final counterattack.

Just as she was about to take action again, a black shadow suddenly tore through the void and rushed out from behind her like a ghost.

The dark shadow was surrounded by dark purple thunder and lightning, which was like a lively little snake, jumping around it, flickering, making a "crackling" sound.

The black shadow was extremely fast, and even the afterimage was left, he appeared in front of Meng Haoqing in the blink of an eye.

Meng Haoqing's expression suddenly changed, and a strong sense of crisis surged in his heart.

The phantom of the giant bear behind him instantly appeared, and the phantom exuded powerful star power and dazzling light.

Meng Haoqing waved the arm of the giant bear to face the black shadow. This palm contained the power of stars, which was amazing, and the "whistling" sounded in the air.

Another shocking sound!

Meng Haoqing's palm fell, but was shocked by the powerful recoil force and flew backwards.

His body plowed a ravine hundreds of feet long on the ground, and dust flew.

The black shadow was chasing like a thorn bone, and dark purple thunder continued to shoot out of his fingertips. Each thunder accurately blocked Meng Haoqing's retreat.

These thunders, carrying the power of destruction, kept bombarding Meng Haoqing like a storm. Meng Haoqing was struggling to support and seemed extremely embarrassed under this fierce attack.

Meng Haoqing retreated repeatedly in the air, his robe roaring, like a battle flag swept by the strong wind.

A golden light mark was dragged behind him, and the light mark was dazzling and dazzling, like a burning falling star, drawing a thrilling trajectory on the dark sky.

When he retreated hundreds of meters away, his hair stood upside down, and his roots stood upright like steel needles, and a mouthful of hot golden flames suddenly erupted from his mouth.

The flames were wrapped in a rolling heat wave, instantly burning the surrounding air to twist and deform.

Immediately, he shouted loudly, and the sound rolled, like a heavy hammer, shaking the surrounding space, as if the calm lake was thrown into a huge rock.

I saw his hands suddenly pressing forward, and the power of stars around him surged wildly. The power that was originally hidden in his body was now rushing out like a flood.

These forces intertwined and gathered, gradually forming a huge golden vortex.

In the vortex, the power of stars flowed wildly, emitting a heart-wrenching breath.

Boom!

A loud noise seemed to collapse in the world, and the loud noise was deafening, as if it was about to shatter the whole world.

The space in front of him shattered, forming a dark crack dozens of feet wide.

The crack was like a large mouth of a hideous giant beast, emitting an endless aura of terror.

A violent space turbulent flow continued to overflow from the cracks, and the turbulent flow was like ferocious beasts, roaring wildly.

Wherever I passed, the air made a sharp hiss, as if moaning in pain.

The distant peak, under the influence of this violent force, was cut off a layer of the surface, and a large number of rocks rolled down, stirring up smoke and dust in the sky.

Meng Haoqing took advantage of this recoil force and flew backwards like an arrow leaving a string, leaving a afterimage in the air.

He landed steadily in front of Ling Xiao, and the shadow of the giant bear slowly dissipated behind him, revealing his scarred but still firm face.

Those scars are like the marks engraved by time, recording the tragic battle.

At this time, the black shadow had retreated to the old woman at some point.

The rich dark purple lightning gradually dissipated, as if the night faded away, revealing a young man in silver-gray outfit.

He has a slender figure, and every move he makes with an innate sense of arrogance, as if everything in the world is at his feet.

The pair of dark golden horns above the head were shining with mysterious patterns, as if they contained endless mysteries.

There was also a blood-colored crystal inlaid on his forehead, which emitted a strange red light, adding a bit of mystery to him.

A faint sneer hung on the corner of the young man's mouth, and the sneer seemed to be contempt for everything in the world.

The narrow and long Danfeng eyes narrowed slightly, their eyes full of jokes and disdain. The eyes of everyone scanning the eyes as if they were looking at an ant, as if the people in front of him were not worth his extra look.

Ling Xiao's expression was solemn, and his pupils contracted slightly.

In that moment, the young man's figure turned into afterimages, so fast that it was dazzling.

That speed simply broke through the cognitive limit of ordinary people, making it difficult for his spiritual consciousness to capture.

Meng Haoqing's terrifying defense was powerless to fight back under the opponent's storm-like offensive.

Meng Haoqing was able to stand firm in many battles with his strong defense, but he seemed so fragile in the face of this young man.

Such speed is really shocking, as if it was an invisible wind, but it could bring a fatal threat.

"All the so-called geniuses of the Dazhen Dynasty are as vulnerable as you?"

The young man glanced at Ling Xiao and the others, his eyes full of contempt, and his eyes seemed to be able to see through people.

The voice was full of contempt, and the ending was filled with a hint of deliberate sarcasm, as if mocking everyone for being overestimated, and as if provoking the geniuses of the entire Great Town Dynasty.

He raised his hand and stroked the cow's horns, and a strange red light flashed in his eyes. The red light seemed to come from hell, carrying endless evil and madness.

Ling Xiao's mouth curled up a curve, but there was a bit of coldness in his smile. The coldness was like the frost of winter, which could freeze people.

"It makes you laugh. He is just my subordinate! Do you feel proud of suppressing him by sneak attacks? Are all the warriors in the Sea of ​​Demons so ignorant?"

He took a step forward, and light blue stars rose up all over his body. The light was soft but contained powerful power.

The pressure rushed towards the young man like a tide, and the air trembled everywhere he went, as if it was announcing Ling Xiao's anger and unwillingness.

The young man's face suddenly became gloomy, as if the sky was before the storm came.

The red light in his eyes suddenly surged, and the red light was like a burning flame, as if it was about to ignite the entire world.

"You fart! How could he be your subordinate? I feel that his aura is even more terrifying than you!"

His body was filled with lightning, and his silver-gray suit was automatically swept without wind, as if it was controlled by an invisible force.
Chapter completed!