The First Immortal of the Heavens

Ever since he became the seventh-level Guiyuan Realm, Zhang Yang has been enjoying the wonderful feeling of bullying the weak with the strong.

Even the Ghost King Youye was easily defeated by the power gathered by the Ghost Domain Conferring God Art.

Speaking of it, Zhang Yang really didn't meet anyone who could fight.

Although it is another matter to get out of the wild forest, it is really invincible here.

Now that he stepped into the eighth level of Returning Origin Realm, he was far away from others.

However, he did not expect that he would meet an opponent.

When the Seventh Prince made another move, he felt strongly that he was a master of the same realm.

It is also the eighth level of Return to Yuan Realm!

This surprised him. Didn't Shaku Shinichi say that he was the only one who took the path of immortality?

And why did the Seventh Prince suddenly transform into the eighth-level Return Origin Realm?

He was puzzled and did not think about it.

Because it is not necessary.

Hit it!

His strength is based on real strength, but not only the superiority of realm.

The same realm, more cool!

The nine great powers come out.

His whole body is golden, and there are faint dragon scales appearing.

Surrounding the sun, the gods fire rioted, thunder and lightning raged, and the freezing cold air roared, boosting him to become more powerful.

boom!

The two powerhouses faced off again.

The seventh prince snorted, his nose and mouth bleed, and the person slid back more than ten meters, hit an old sycamore tree, and stopped, which was much stronger than before.

Zhang Yang danced wildly, his killing intent was even more surging, and he shouted: "Mad dog, I don't know why, you make me even more disgusted!"

He had an instinctive urge to tear the Seventh Prince into pieces, which was strange.

The seventh prince was still roaring in his body, still sucking the blood and evil spirit madly. He was not stable yet, but his successive injuries made him mad. His handsome face was distorted and ferocious. He drew a sword and grabbed the blade with his left hand. With a stroke of the ground, blood flowed on the sword, the sword was quickly infested by a touch of darkness, and a dark mountain and river pattern appeared on the surface.

He hissed wildly and raised his sword to fight back.

Zhang Yang's instinct to kill made him even more fierce, and he roared and killed him.

It is still the nine great powers attacking.

As for temptation? Staying?

Sorry! will not!

To some extent, in martial arts, this is a silly stuff.

In his understanding, there is not so much care, fighting is to go all out to kill the enemy.

Therefore, from the beginning to the end, it was an extremely violent bombardment.

You are a boxer, I am a boxer!

You are the secret technique, I am the boxing!

You are a sword and I am a fist!

There is only one punch, only strength, and nothing else. Who is the enemy?

As for the sharpness of the sword, let alone worry about it.

The power of the King Kong Dragon is not a joke, it has its own defense, and it is decorated with light.

when!

The nine great powers shook the black war sword.

Sparks are flying everywhere.

The seventh prince slid back out again, this time only five meters away.

However, Zhang Yang's attacks were continuous and uninterrupted.

He just hit one word!

The fists of the nine great powers blasted out like rain.

Dangdang...

The dark sword dance of the Seven Princes could be blocked every time, but each time he was vomited blood by the shock, and the shock retreated.

At first, he was able to resist a few times, but later he was directly blasted back again and again, his seven orifices bleed, his hands were cracked and bleeding, the bones of his arms were rattling, the internal organs were tumbling, and the blood surged fiercely.

He was embarrassed.

Such a crazy blow made the Seventh Prince quickly fall into a dangerous situation.

The seventh prince smashed his steel teeth. He really wanted to swear madly and became a world-destroying monster.

Is this Yang a human?

How could his power be endless, the nine divine powers bombarded wildly, but he didn't notice any consumption.

The problem is that he consumes a lot.

"As for the man, we surrounded and suppressed the prince!"

Finally, the Seventh Prince chose to call someone.

This arrogant head of the Demon Slayer, with eyes above the top, and arrogant head, was beaten and had to bow his head. This was a great shame to him, the greatest shame in his life. He could not wait to tear up the publicity. Willingly.

In an instant, thousands of people swarmed in.

There were so many people in the Demon Slashing Group, nearly 100,000 people came in. No matter how strong the people in the wild forest, the number was destined to have a huge gap, so it was difficult to stop.

The reason why no one came to help before was because he didn't dare.

The seventh prince was proud to his bones, a fair battle, who would dare to intervene to help him, it would be more uncomfortable than killing him, he would kill those who helped him.

It was exactly the same, forcing him to speak by himself made him feel even more humiliated.

Being beaten to ask for help is still in the same realm, this kind of shame makes him crazy.

Seeing the three to five thousand people coming in, they were all powerful experts, Zhang Yang smiled: "I just wanted to kill this mad dog, but I forgot that there are many of you."

He took his weapon from the storage bag.

Thousand Thunder Stone Pillar!

It is one meter thick, ten meters long, and nearly four stories high. Anyone in front of it looks very small.

The people around were not scared at all, they were madly killed.

Zhang Yang stroked the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillar, and said to himself: "Finally, I want to let this peerless artifact show its edge."

When the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillar was in the God of Wolf Mountain, the fusion of the **** wolf pattern on the top of the mountain was completely complete, and Zhang Yang was aware of the two great abilities.

He is ready to activate the first ability.

This ability is... Thousand Wolf!

He urged the divine power of the gray wolf, and through the palm of his hand, he drove the power into the thousand wolf stone pillar.

The next moment, the sound of wolves shook the sky.

Thousands of tiny wolves on the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillar began to glow, their bodies struggled to stand up, opened their mouths, and roared with sharp teeth.

"A thousand wolves kill!"

Publicly roar.

Thousands of stone wolves suddenly jumped down from the thousand wolf stone pillars.

Regardless of the fact that the stone wolf is very small on it, once it hits the ground, it instantly grows to more than two meters high, and its claws are extremely sharp, and they rush to the surroundings faster.

The most frightening thing is that the fighting power of these wolves is beyond imagination.

Looking at the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillar again, it seemed to provide power to the wolf, but it was shrinking rapidly, and finally turned into a teacup with a thickness of only about two meters in length.

Thousands of stone wolves were raging, and the three to five thousand people who had rushed over were regressed, once again providing them with a sufficiently spacious battlefield.

Holding the stick, Zhang Yang walked towards the Seventh Prince step by step.

Stick, eighteen thousand catties!

This is a magic stick, an infinite artifact.

"Come on, let me see how you can pick me up."

The pace of publicity is getting faster and faster, and the nine great powers are exerting their strength.

The 18 thousand catty **** rod is also amazing for Zhang Yang's blessing.

The seventh prince looked a little dumbfounded.

He is also well-informed and has never thought that there is such a strange artifact.

Isn't one person equivalent to a thousand troops?

Zhang Yang knows more. These wolves are very special. After the death of the battle, they will return as rays of light and restore the Thousand Wolf Stone Pillars. As long as enough spirit stones are provided, they can quickly recover as before and go out again.

It can be said that this is an undead army.

Zhang Yang looked at the Seventh Prince faintly, and said coldly: "Now, no one can save you anymore, you can go to death!"

He played in one step, and suddenly appeared in front of the Seventh Prince, the two-meter magic stick was raised, and it was a violent stick against the Seventh Prince.

The nine divine powers blessed 18 thousand catties of divine rods. What kind of concept is that? The void that hits directly has the appearance of bursting, and the face of the seventh prince from the terrifying vision has changed.

Zhang Yang's tactics are simple.

Use your fist if you don't have a weapon.

With a stick, just smash it.

Anyway, absolute power, absolute speed, no matter what skills you have, secret techniques, secret techniques, forbidden techniques, forbidden techniques, all will be broken for you.

The speed beyond imagination, the power beyond imagination, crashed down.

The seventh prince could even make a counterattack. A dark and cold light flashed through the dark sword in his hand, and a black lightning flashed across, hitting the magic stick.

He intended to hit the weak point of strength, because the strongest strength of the magic stick is at the top of the stick.

Unexpectedly, even in a fragile place, the power was still too great for him to bear. The black war sword was directly bent with a strong force, and the power at the top of the stick brought the hunting wind to the Seventh Prince.