Chapter 1083: Battle of the true gods

"Feng Wuchen, I really underestimate you. I didn't think you could improve your strength. It's not easy."
After the horror, Mo Luo looked at Feng Wuchen with a sneer.
"Buzz!"
The Kirin battle armor and the Dragon God's glove were sacrificed at the same time, and the breath of Feng Wuchen soared wildly again, and the incomparable energy curled up like mountains and seas. The fierce and domineering momentum made people feel frightened.
The collapsed and dim space, the wind and dust with flashing golden light, like the nine-day war descending to the world, the momentum is monstrous, and it makes people have an urge to worship.
"Snapped!"
Feng Wuchen clasped his hands together, slapped with a crisp sound, and pulled his hands to both sides, and a fairy sword exuding a frightening atmosphere appeared out of thin air.
Feng Wuchen's breath soared again, becoming more and more terrifying.
This is Feng Wuchen's strongest posture.
"Too strong! Brother Feng is too strong!" Liu Qingyang trembled excitedly.
"The breath of Feng Wuchen is terrible! It has exceeded our imagination." Feng Tianhun's face was full of horror, pale as paper.
"Feng Wuchen's cultivation base is even more terrifying than the ordinary true gods. I feel that he has already broken through the true gods." Long Tianzhan said in amazement.
"I have this feeling too, Feng Wuchen's realm is too high and deep, it doesn't look like it just broke through." Ling Muyun nodded in agreement.
The horrified and shocked eyes all fell on Feng Wuchen, even if he felt a hundred thousand mountains weighing on him, everyone still supported him, and would never miss any details.
"Venerable Mo Luo, the blood of the Eastern Emperor, should have improved your cultivation a lot."
Looking at Mo Luo, Feng Wuchen smiled.
Mo Luo's face was extremely solemn, and Feng Wuchen's power obviously exceeded his imagination.
However, in Mo Luo's eyes, there was no panic and worry, and it was just solemn.
"Buzz!"
Mo Luo coldly snorted, and the monstrous power of the True God Realm burst out, and immediately urged the power of the Mozu with all his strength, the black energy of the whole body rose, and the extremely terrifying evil power burst out madly, ruthlessly destroying this world.
I have to say that the power of the true gods is extremely terrifying.
But Mo Luo's breath cannot surpass Feng Wuchen.
"Venerable Ma Luo, don't say that I underestimate you, with your strength, it can't hurt me at all, so let's show my true ability." Feng Wuchen said proudly, full of confidence in his own strength.
"Heaven Devil Jade!"
"Tian Luo Xuan Jia!"
Mo Luo shouted, offering a divine weapon, which was a piece of black jade and battle armor, exuding a frightening atmosphere.
Mo Luo's breath soared wildly, and he was close to Feng Wuchen.
Feng Wuchen shook his head again and said, "Venerable Moluo, I am not referring to a divine tool. There is a very powerful power hidden in your body. This power is far above the power of the demon bloodline. You can't deceive me."
"More powerful than the blood of the Demon Race?" Ye Tianwei everyone was shocked and looked at Demon Sky with shocked eyes.
Motian shook his head and said, "I don't know what power it is."
"The power of the ancient times has been refined by the palace master, what power does the old thing have?" Dragon Emperor frowned in doubt, and couldn't help but look at Long Tianzhan and others.
"If my guess is correct, it should be the power of the demon." Long Tianzhan frowned and guessed.
"Yes! The power of the demon is the strongest power of the demon clan, and the power of the demon clan's ancestor demon to destroy the sky, this power does not even have the demon king, where did the demon come from?" Feng Tianhun wondered.
"The power of the demon?" Motian's expression changed greatly, and he said in disbelief: "My father once said that the power of the demon had already disappeared with the fall of ancestors. How could it be the power of the demon? Could it be that Mo Luo was lying to my dad at the time? ?"
The power of the demon is the strongest power of the demons, surpassing the power of the blood of the demons.
Facing Feng Wuchen, Mo Luo had no fear at all, obviously because of the existence of this force.
"Sure enough, I can't hide it from you, then let you see the horror of the power of the demon!" A sneer appeared on Mo Luo's old face.
"The power of the devil?" Feng Wuchen frowned slightly, feeling that this power was terrifying.
"It's really the power of the devil! It's actually in the hands of Mo Luo!" Mo Tian said in shock, staring at Mo Luo with wide eyes.
"You old bastard, how dare you deceive my father!" Mo Tian yelled at Mo Luo.
"The devil wants to kill the deity, how can the deity give this power to him?" Mo Luo sneered, and glanced at the angry demon sky with disdain.
"Buzz!"
When the words fell, Mo Luo's momentum changed in vain, madly urging the power of the Heavenly Demons. In an instant, a more destructive evil force burst out of Mo Luo's body, and the mainland fell into violent shaking again, and countless abyss cracks burst and spread.
In the blink of an eye, Mo Luo's aura surpassed Feng Wuchen, the monstrous aura, and it was intriguing.
The extremely terrifying evil aura completely covered the power of Feng Wuchen, covering every corner of this continent.
"Guru..."
Everyone in the Dragon God Alliance was terrified by the terrifying power of Mo Luo, and there was a dead silence.
"This power is really terrifying, the divine power cannot be suppressed, and it is enough to contend with the divine power. The power that the devil had never had is actually on this old monster." Feng Wuchen was secretly shocked.
"Feng Wuchen, the gods have divine powers, and the demons also have magic powers! The power of the gods is not weaker than yours!" Mo Luo shouted, the monstrous evil aura shocked countless cultivators.
"boom!"
While speaking, Mo Luo had already taken the lead in the offensive, with a strong and ear-piercing roar, and a storm was rolled up on the spot, Mo Luo's figure came in an instant, with terrifying speed.
"boom!"
"Buzz!"
In an instant, the supersonic hit hard, with a bang, shaking the world, and the energy of destruction rolled unscrupulously, spreading to a hundred thousand feet away in the blink of an eye, and the brilliance of the collision illuminates the dim space, making it impossible to open your eyes.
The entire mainland cultivator's body was shaking.
With just one punch, there is such a destructive power, I really can't imagine whether the mainland can withstand the confrontation between Mo Jue and Xian Jue.
The fierce hard touch, Feng Wuchen stayed still, completely resisting Mo Luo's power.
"You can actually block the power of the venerable, the wind is dustless, you are really there." Mo Luoxie said with a smile.
The corner of his mouth evokes a dangerous arc, and Feng Wuchen sneered: "Evil cannot overcome righteousness. No matter how strong the power of the demon is, it will eventually be overwhelming. Besides, my divine power is the strongest divine power of heaven. I didn't pay attention to it."
"Not ashamed!" Mo Luo yelled coldly, his old face turned gloomy, and he punched him again.
"boom!"
Mo Luo's fist blasted out, and Feng Wuchen didn't even block it. Allowing Mo Luo to blast on his chest, what made Mo Luo extremely shocked was that this punch could not shake Feng Wuchen.
"What? This...how is this possible..." Mo Luo's expression changed drastically, and he couldn't believe it.
"The power of the demon isn't that strong, either." Feng Wuchen looked at Mo Luo in a playful manner.