It is not uncommon to break through in battle!
Especially the masters of combat skills, who have experienced many battles, through life and death duels with the strong, constantly sharpen themselves and tap the potential hidden in the body.
However, it is very rare to be promoted to the Demon King in battle.
The difference between the ordinary big demon and the demon king is like the difference between the cultivator of the transformation and the true immortal crossing the catastrophe.
Of course, the Demon King is much more powerful than the ordinary Tribulation True Immortal.
Even the newly promoted Demon King who just broke through is equivalent to the true immortal of the fifth and sixth layers of the Tribulation, extremely domineering!
"Stab!"
Suddenly, Yuan Zhankong opened his eyes, the two eyes were like thunder and lightning, sweeping across the entire world, and the space where he passed was uninterrupted, as if to split a crack in time and space.
In the next moment, Yuan Zhankong held the profound iron heavy stick tightly, topped the sky above his head, and stepped on the ground, like an ancient holy king resurrected, sweeping at will, enough to break nine heavens and crush the world.
"Boom boom boom!"
The ultimate light gushed out from his body, making the sun and moon dark, and the stars dim, and everything in the world seemed to dissipate, leaving only his sacred figure.
He just stood in front of Baidi City, bathed in light, like an invincible existence in the world.
Countless monster warriors in the distance felt the mighty majesty of the king, and they rushed toward their faces, subconsciously wanting to kneel to the ground and worship.
Although these monster races are not ape races, they are all Peng races and crocodile races, but when facing humans, they still work together.
And just now, Crocodile Tongtian was beheaded and Peng Wuji's wings were abolished. They all expected Yuan Zhankong to show his power and avenge the two monsters Tianjiao!
It can be said that the Ape Zhankong not only represents the ape race, but also shoulders the hope of the three big monster races!
"Hahaha... cool! That's cool! So this is the power of the Demon King level!"
Yuan Zhankong let out a hearty laugh, constantly dancing the profound iron heavy stick in his hand.
At this moment, he seemed to have inexhaustible strength, even if he had been playing for three to five hundred years, he would not feel tired.
"Huhuhu...huhuhu...huhuhu..."
The storm swept from the profound iron heavy rod was more than ten times stronger than before.
The entire Baidi City shook for a while, and the foundation was a little loose, as if it was about to be uprooted and flew into the sky.
The people in the city screamed frantically, in horror, desperately urging their inner strength to protect the body, so as not to be blown away.
...
Suddenly, Yuan Zhankong shook the stick flower, and the heavy stick pointed at Ye Fan far away, showing a raging fighting spirit.
"Boy, I didn't expect it... I survived and became the Supreme Demon King! By the way, where is your sacred artifact? Hurry up and sacrifice the sacred artifact and have a good time with me!"
Facing this provocation, Ye Fan's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "You are not enough to let me use the sacred artifact!"
"presumptuous!"
Yuan Zhankong let out a thunderous anger, gritted his teeth: "Now, I am the youngest demon king in the demon clan, and my combat power has soared tenfold. Do you dare to look down on me?"
"Hehe..." Ye Fan smiled lightly and continued: "What do you have to do? Demon King, I haven't killed it!"
In fact, this was not Ye Fan deliberately pretending to be force, but the monkey Zhankong in front of him, really did not pose any threat to him.
What about becoming the Demon King?
Demon Wolf King and Blue Water Dragon King, which one is not the demon king of the first generation?
Regardless of qualifications or strength, they are all above the Ape Wars!
In addition, there is also the ancestor of the Qingjiao who has lived for tens of thousands of years in the depths of the evil sea. Wasn't Ye Fan finally refined?
To deal with Yuan Zhankong, let alone sacrifice the good fortune cauldron that carries eight parts of the world's luck, even if it is a non-phase sword, there is no need to use it.
But at this moment, his words made Yuan Zhankong furious, extremely angry.
"Hohoho...boy, you are playing with fire and self-immolation! I want to see, how long can you be arrogant?!"
Yuan Zhankong let out an angry roar, and stepped out.
"Boom!"
Although his figure has not changed, his aura has undergone an earth-shaking change. The power of a single step can crush all things in the world, and can shock anime gods and Buddhas.
Feeling this change in momentum, even the human masters in Chengtou couldn't help but shiver, their scalp numb, and their bodies shudder involuntarily.
"too terrifying!"
"This Yuan Zhankong has just been promoted to the Demon King, and he has such a powerful force, no less than those who have been famous for a long time!"
"If you give him a few more years, I'm afraid he will grow up to exist like a holy ape king! For our human race, it is really a great catastrophe!"
"Why doesn't Ye Gongzi sacrifice a good luck cauldron? How can he stand up to such a powerful enemy with his bare hands?"
"Yes! Even if it is the Immortal Vajra Body, I am afraid it will be smashed abruptly!"
...
When everyone was amazed again and again, Yuan Zhankong waved the profound iron heavy club, once again launched an offensive against Ye Fan.
For a while, the audience was silent, and the needle drop could be heard.
Everyone held their breath and opened their eyes wide. They didn't dare to miss any scenes, and wanted to watch this summit showdown carefully.
"boom!"
The profound iron heavy rod fell from the sky, like the entire sky collapsed, the sun and the moon were dark, and the sky was dim.
One stick can crush the world for nine days!
Under such heavy pressure, no one can be spared. Even the laws of the Great Dao will be directly smashed to pieces, returned to the origin, and turned into chaos.
"Ho Ho Ho... Die to me!"
The roar of Yuan Zhankong sounded, like a demon king from the ancients, crossing the long river of history, a roar can scare the gods.
Under this roar, there were no hundreds of people in the city bleeding from Qiqiao, and the eyes went dark, and they fainted.
Even the strong on the city’s head were frightened and shocked, and the souls were severely injured and shocked.
Five hundred meters!
Three hundred meters!
One hundred meters!
Fifty meters!
Ten meters!
The Xuantie heavy rod was getting closer and closer to Ye Fan, and the harsh coercion alone was enough to crush people.
At the moment of death, Ye Fan finally moved.
He neither dodged nor sacrificed the Wuxiang Sword or Good Fortune Cauldron, but as before, raised his arms and crossed his head to withstand the blow.
However, his arms suddenly flashed with bright light, as if there were eighteen stars flashing at the same time.
Suddenly, Fanghua actually overshadowed the brilliance of Xuan Tie's heavy stick.
