Chapter 3892: Zhu Jun, please go on the road

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boom!
With a roaring sound, Xiang Yang volleyed out of the boxing, and at the same time he punched out, his mind was moving, and the 9th nine hundred and ninety-nine gods in the Yuanshen’s body suddenly burst out of the strongest force. The gods are all volleyed, and the same violent power gathers a punch.
At this moment, there was a very spectacular situation in Xiangyang's body. The whole world circulated and turned directly into a rolling red willow. A terrible force gathered in it. It seems that the whole world is condensed in this moment and gathered together. In Xiang Yang’s fist, a punch was made.
This fist, earth-shattering, can not be described, the fist has not yet blasted, chaos has been annihilated in a wide range, so that the strong around the crowd can not help but sacrifice the magic weapon to block the aftermath of the attack.
"He is a good puncher."
Everyone was stunned, looking at the shape of Xiang Yang and the magic cloud supreme bombardment, could not help but widen his eyes.
Of course, even more shocking is the Magic Cloud Supreme.
Originally, the magic cloud supreme heart also felt that Xiang Yang was even more powerful and had a degree. Who ever thought that when Xiang Yang really shot, he really felt a pressure that could not resist.
He tried his best to roar, and sacrificed a half-step master to the treasure, and slammed into the Xiangyang.
However, what greeted him was Xiangyang’s earth-shattering punch.
The fists are so strong that they are in the air, and they collide with the magic cloud.
boom!
The indescribable terrorist forces flowed in the center of the two sides' battles. The face of the Devil's Supreme was distorted, and his eyes were exposed to the hustle and bustle.
He watched his magic weapon a little bit destroyed by the power of Xiang Yang, and then this horrible fist fell into his own body.
"Do not..."
This force is too strong, so powerful that even the first person of the Chaos Supreme, such as the Devil of the Clouds, feels desperate.
His figure was destroyed a little bit, and it was useless to have a true immortal body.
When Xiang Yang’s boxing force was crushed, his whole person had completely disappeared. Not only the flesh, but even the Yuanshen, the true spirit, and so on, all turned into nothingness at this moment.
In chaos, the infinite power is constantly brewing out.
Xiang Yang is standing in the chaos, and letting the surrounding energy continue to roll out, he does not move.
At the same time, he closed his eyes and carefully realized the power brought by the punch. It was the ultimate force. The of the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine sages in his body was merged with his god. The power that erupted, coupled with the power of the horror of the flesh, formed a force that ruined and ruined the West. Rao is the same as the existence of the Magic Cloud Supreme.
On the side of Panyu's chaotic world, the ancestors of the magic mountain couldn't help but close their eyes. Although they already knew the results, they really saw that the most powerful chaotic sage in Panyu's chaotic world was shot by Xiang Yang. Still can't bear it.
After all, this is among his descendants, and the most promising is to break through the existence of a half-step master in a short time.
Now, all this has become a phantom.
In his heart, Xiang Yang was full of killing intentions. When he opened his eyes again, he had already recovered his indifference.
At this moment, Xiang Yang’s turbulent chaos gradually stopped, Xiang Yang opened his eyes, with a little smile on his face, looking at the direction of Tongtian Shengzun and others, and found that at this moment, whether it is Sun Monkey or Yang Lan Kong Xuan, even Tong Tian and Tai Shang, both looked at themselves.
"Xiang Yang, you, you..."
The eyes were almost scared and the eyes fell.
He prides himself on his unparalleled combat power. Although chaos is indeed stronger than him, his kendo is unparalleled, and few people can compare it with the world.
Even in the face of the Magic Cloud Supreme, Tongtian Shengzun also feels that he has the power of a battle, but he does not dare to say that he can kill the Magic Cloud Supreme.
However, Xiang Yang, a junior, actually killed the Magic Cloud Supreme.
Tongtian Shengzun feels that he has lived in this life for a long time, and he has been practicing infinite years, but he is not comparable to a junior.
Although the Tao was strong, he even began to fit in the heavens. However, when he saw that Xiang Yang had killed a magical cloud that was not weaker than him, he couldn’t help but stunned.
Xiangyang walks in chaos, and the endless avenue Jinlian is accompanied by him, just like chaos dominates.
His eyes looked at the hundreds of Chaos Saints who were on the side of Panyu's chaotic world, and said with a soft voice, "You, please die."
"Bastard."
At the moment, the faces of the chaotic saints recruited by Panyu Chaotic World are very ugly.
They are very aware of the strength of the Magic Cloud Supreme. With their power of chaos, no one can single out with the Magic Cloud. However, such a powerful existence has been shot by Xiang Yang, and then they How can Yang win?
"The deity is not doing it."
The first chaotic sage stood up and threw away a chaotic treasure, ready to leave.
boom!
However, when he was just about to leave, he heard a roaring sound. Then, there was a moment of destruction and a burst of light. It was directly bombarded on him and instantly turned the chaos into a fly ash.
"Who wants to leave?"
The person who shot was the master of the magic mountain. His eyes looked at other chaotic sages, and his face showed a smothering effect, which made other chaotic sages who also wanted to leave, and all of them did not dare to speak.
They are angry in their hearts, but they also understand that at this moment they are already rushing to the ducks and have to go to the top.
In the face of Xiangyang, they have no other choices, either they are desperately fighting with Xiangyang, and there may be a glimmer of life. If they want to leave now, they will be killed by the ancestral gods.
One is the chaos of the chaos that has just broken through, and the other is the half-step master who has been famous for a long time. There is no need to choose.
At this moment, hundreds of chaotic sages all look at Xiangyang with a look of madness and hard work.
When the Moshan ancestors saw this scene, they secretly nodded. Although the Magic Cloud Supreme was destroyed, he did not expect these hundreds of recruited chaos to destroy Xiangyang, but if they let them weaken Xiangyang, Waiting for the latter, the other local chaos of the Panyu chaotic world has a greater chance of winning when it comes to Xiangyang.
"Who is coming first?"
Xiang Yang smiled and looked at the hundreds of chaotic saints.
He is very clear about the conspiracy of Panyu's chaotic world, but he does not mind, although the gods in the acupoint space have already broken through to reach the chaos of saints, but if they can engulf more chaos, the sanctification becomes the spirit. The power of the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine gods has all broken through to a higher level. Why not do it?
He did not take out the sacred sword, but held a tens of thousands of robbery bells and smiled at the hundreds of chaotic sacred faces opposite, and spoke again. "You, please."