Dragon God Sovereign

The power of evil spirits is full of evil and it is creepy.

Feng Wuchen was very surprised by the evil power erupting from Bei Mingkong, and he had never seen this power in the two encounters with Bei Mingkong.

Has Bei Mingkong always retained its strength? Just wait for the wasteland to deal with Feng Wuchen?

When Beiming's aura stopped rising, he actually reached the seventh peak of the Heavenly Origin Realm!

"What kind of power is this? It has actually increased a lot of power! This person's strength is quite powerful." Ye Gucheng's dazed expression quickly settled down.

"Feng Wuchen, are you afraid?" Seeing Feng Wuchen's complexion, Bei Mingkong asked with a sneer, his appearance becoming more arrogant.

"boom!"

"His!"

"Crack!"

When the words fell, Bei Mingkong slowly stretched out his finger, and tapped the terrifying sword light that burst out, with a muffled sound. The extremely powerful sword light stopped instantly, and the fingertips touched the sword light. At this point, a large crack spread rapidly, and finally with a click, in the horrified eyes of everyone, the wind and dust of the sword was shattered.

Just a finger can easily destroy the wind and dust of the sword light.

What a terrifying force is this?

The power that Bei Mingkong burst out, I am afraid that it will not lose to Beidou Yan!

This is the terrible power of evil spirits!

"Bei Mingkong's strength is getting more and more terrifying!" Xie Tianshen frowned, eyes full of jealousy and panic.

As the Young Master of the Evil King Sect, Xie Tian is one of the Jiuzhou Tianjiao, Xiu Ben is equivalent to Bei Mingkong, but now Bei Mingkong has left him ten streets.

"Does Kyushu still have such a terrifying genius? Brother Brother, the breath of this guy is almost yours!"

"How can Bei Mingkong have such a terrifying power?"

Tianyu genius was shocked.

Both Leng Qingfeng and Nangong were horrified, and the power that Bei Mingkong burst out exceeded everyone's expectations.

"Feng Wuchen, I said that next time I fight, I will take your life." Bei Mingkong said coldly: "Since you come here by yourself today, I will fulfill you! Let you be buried in the wasteland. "

"Really?" Feng Wuchen was not afraid at all, he was just wondering where this power of Bei Mingkong came from.

"Don't overestimate your own strength!" Ling Xiaoxiao said coldly, staring at Bei Mingkong with cold eyes.

"Overestimated?" Bei Mingkong glanced contemptuously at Ling Xiaoxiao, and said with a cold smile: "With my current strength, killing Feng Wuchen is just squeezing the ants to death. Even if he sacrifices the Nine-layer Universe Tower, he may not be able to Defeat me, your strength is nothing more than magic weapons and martial skills."

What Bei Mingkong said is not unreasonable. From the fact that he destroyed Feng Wuchen's sword light just now with a finger, it can be seen that Bei Mingkong is very powerful.

"Are you envious or jealous? What are you talking about so much nonsense? It won't be too late for you to beat Big Brother Feng." Liu Qingyang was full of disdain.

Hearing this, Bei Mingkong frowned slightly and glanced at Liu Qingyang coldly.

"As you wish!" Feng Wuchen sneered slightly, and when his thoughts moved, a golden light burst out of Feng Wuchen's body, exuding an extremely powerful breath, shocking everyone.

"Nine-layer Universe Tower!"

Feng Wuchen let out a low drink, and the pagoda flew up into the sky, instantly expanding by dozens of feet. The dazzling golden light made it difficult to open your eyes, just like a peerless baby.

In a short while, a huge golden magic circle shrouded, and the extremely domineering force of suppression was like a vast ocean pressing on Bei Mingkong.

Bei Mingkong's expression changed slightly. Under the suppression of the domineering force of suppression, Bei Mingkong's breath instantly changed from the seventh peak of the Tianyuan realm to the sixth peak of the Tianyuan realm.

The domineering force of suppression abruptly suppressed Bei Mingkong's cultivation base.

"Bei Mingkong's cultivation base has been suppressed a lot!"

"What magic weapon is this? The suppression is so domineering!"

"I can't believe that Emperor Dan still has such a terrifying magic weapon!"

Ye Gucheng, Luo Yan and others' expressions changed drastically, showing horror and shock, even if they were outside the magic circle, they could feel the domineering force of suppression, and at the same time their cultivation was suppressed a lot.

"Your cultivation level has been suppressed a lot, so you may not be able to take my life!" Feng Wuchen said indifferently: "Fight against you twice. I know your skills very well. Even if you gain new strength, the result will be the same. ."

In the first fight, Bei Mingkong was killed.

For the second time, Bei Mingkong was defeated!

The first two times ended in failure, and the third time will still be defeated!

"You, will never be my opponent, just don't know if you will be resurrected after you die this time." Feng Wuchen said domineeringly, a threatening smile evoked from the corner of his mouth.

Bei Mingkong's face was completely gloomy.

"Buzz!"

With a movement of his mind, Bei Mingkong sacrificed a middle-grade spiritual tool jade pendant, his aura skyrocketed again, almost breaking through the limit of the sixth peak of the Tianyuan realm.

The power of the evil spirits urged and took the lead in launching a fierce offensive.

"boom!"

Bei Mingkong exploded out, with a strong roar, and the speed was as fast as a blue mountain top.

"I want to see if your powerful physical body can block my power!" Bei Mingkong shouted coldly, magnificent.

Bei Mingkong arrived in a flash, without any fancy pats towards the wind and dust.

"Huh!" Feng Wuchen snorted fiercely, and slapped a palm without hesitation.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

The two palms collided instantly, deafening, and the energy of destruction swept across and shook the void.

The power of the evil spirits still want to compete with the power of the dragon blood? Simply hit the stone with a pebble!

With a hard touch, the wind does not move.

"Compared with before, Feng Wuchen's strength has improved again!" Bei Mingkong frowned and secretly said, under the hard touch, Bei Mingkong could feel Feng Wuchen's overbearing power.

This overbearing power is not under Bei Mingkong at all.

Feng Wuchen's body was in a state of transforming a dragon at this time. Even if he was unable to cultivate because of his distraction technique, Feng Wuchen's combat effectiveness was constantly improving.

Feng Wuchen fought with Beidouyan, and after his injuries recovered, his cultivation level also improved a lot.

When Feng Wuchen's body truly transforms into a dragon, he will surely gain even greater power.

"Bei Mingkong, you are eager for success, your realm has improved too fast, and your sacrifice is not strong. Even if you gain new strength, your strength will not increase much!" Feng Wuchen sneered, as if he was teaching a disciple.

When the words were over, Feng Wuchen's Dragon God Sword was already ruthlessly swept out, cutting towards Bei Mingkong's head, the sword aura was pressing.

Bei Mingkong leaned back while kicking towards Feng Wuchen.

Feng Wuchen greeted him with his left palm and touched it hard again. With the help of Feng Wuchen's power, Bei Mingkong flew out.

"Dragon Shadow!"

Feng Wuchen shouted in a low voice, and used his body technique to catch up, several times faster than before!

Feng Wuchen's body is tyrannical, Bei Mingkong resolutely gave up head-on.

When Feng Wuchen pursued it, Bei Mingkong had already urged the True Essence, his hands were sealed, condensing terrifying energy, and the bright blue light flashed, covering the wasteland space.

Upon seeing this, Feng Wuchen took the lead in launching an offensive.

"Disillusionment Sword Art! Disillusionment breaks the universe!"

Feng Wuchen let out a cold cry, and the Dragon God Sword swept across suddenly, and a terrifying blood-colored sword light burst out, the offensive forceful and domineering.

However, when Feng Wuchen used his sword art, Bei Mingkong's figure disappeared strangely!

"Xuan-level high-grade martial arts! Happy and broken Heavenly Palm!"

Bei Mingkong's cold shout suddenly sounded behind Feng Wuchen, and at the same time a palm blasted towards Feng Wuchen.

"Brother Feng, be careful!" Ling Xiaoxiao hurriedly drank.

"Triple Heavenly Fury Palm!"

Bei Mingkong appeared, Feng Wuchen noticed it for the first time, and when he turned around, three palms exploded.

"boom!"

"Buzz!"

Two palms clashed hard, erupting even more terrifying power, and the energy ripples that rolled out, making the void like the waves rolling on the sea.

Feng Wuchen hurriedly greeted him with a palm, and was repelled by Bei Mingkong because of his lack of strength.

"Teleport!"

When Feng Wuchen thought, he wanted to give a tooth for a tooth.

There is no sound, Feng Wuchen is still in a state of retreat, and the figure has disappeared out of thin air!

"boom!"

Feng Wuchen's speed was even more terrifying, Bei Mingkong didn't notice it at all, and with a thud, he was immediately knocked into the air by Feng Wuchen.

"The breath disappeared in an instant!" Ye Gucheng's heart was shaken, Feng Wuchen's body skills were extremely powerful, so powerful that even his seventh Heavenly Origin Realm could not even notice.

"The strength of Emperor Dan is really terrifying!" Luo Yan's face was already pale.

What Li Qingtian said was right. If he really wanted to fight, Luo Yan was not sure to defeat Feng Wuchen.

"Feng Wuchen, I forgot to tell you that my power of evil spirits can absorb your power! This palm of yours is irrelevant." Bei Mingkong sneered, and was hit by Feng Wuchen in a palm, unharmed. .

"The power of evil spirits?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly. In the palm of his hand, Feng Wuchen also noticed that the power had been absorbed, as if the power was sinking into the sea, the power instantly dissipated.

"I can continuously absorb your strength, and my true essence will never be exhausted, and your true essence will only get weaker!" Bei Mingkong sneered triumphantly.

"Absorbing power?" Zhang Junlan and others' expressions changed drastically when they heard this.

The power of evil spirits can absorb power. Doesn't it mean that Feng Wuchen's martial arts, even if the power is terrible, will be absorbed and weakened?

"If you fight for a long time, I'm afraid Feng Wuchen is not his opponent!" Ye Gucheng frowned and said in secret, the power of Bei Mingkong began to make Ye Gucheng jealous.

"What if there is no power of evil spirits?" Feng Wuchen asked back.

Old Bei Ming sneered: "Unless I die!"

The power of the evil spirit has been awakened by Bei Mingkong, as long as Bei Mingkong is still alive, this power will always belong to him.

"Your death is inevitable." Feng Wuchensen said coldly, holding the Dragon God Sword and shooting out again.

"Really?" Bei Mingkong was colder, and the contempt in his eyes grew a little bit more.

"Feng Wuchen, let you see and see how terrible the power that can never be exhausted!" Bei Mingkong sneered, and the power of the evil spirit spurred his hands to seal again.

"Beginner level martial arts! Xingtian sword!"

Bei Mingkong screamed fiercely, an extremely terrifying blue energy sword condensed in the sky above his head, filled with an extremely terrifying breath.

"Earth-level martial arts!" Luo Yan and the others changed slightly.

"I've already learned your martial arts skills, it's not very powerful." Feng Wuchen didn't care at all.

Bei Mingkong sneered and said, "Really? Then don't regret it."