There was a violent explosion, the Lingtian great tree was wrapped in the shadow of the holy dragon, and the ten thousand-foot-long beam of light clashed with the ten ancestral weapons.
The huge sound was like a loud bang that opened the sky, the terrifying sound waves vibrated, and the impact swept across the wasteland. Wherever it passed, the mountains collapsed and turned into powder.
The earth, mountains, rivers, and even the void seemed extremely fragile at this moment. They were shattered by Lingtian's great force. They were densely packed and a terrifying hole opened in the sky.
Rumble!
In an instant, under the overwhelming force, the ten suppressed ancestral weapons shook violently, like ten mountains being smashed down from the sky, collapsing into the ground, and another wave of air was set off.
puff!
At this moment, the peak powerhouses of the ten princes suddenly widened their eyes with disbelief in their eyes. Then they turned pale, opened their mouths, and spurted out a large amount of blood. Their bodies seemed to have been knocked down by the holy dragon at the same time, like a disemboweled cannonball.
It flew out with a bang and smashed deeply into the ground.
In the surrounding space, countless demon witch tribes screamed in terror, and the light outside their bodies flashed wildly. They only regretted that they had lost a pair of wings, and fled crazily to the surrounding area.
This tide of dissipated destructive energy is too strong. With their cultivation level, once they are involved in it, they will be completely wiped out in an instant.
However, even if these demons and witches escaped quickly this time, the destructive energy spread faster. The demon witches who were closest to the battlefield had a look of panic on their faces at this moment, and before they had time to completely spread, the energy fluctuations had already spread from around their bodies.
pass through.
Silently, the bodies of tens of thousands of warriors from the Tianwu Demon Kingdom were directly torn into pieces, and even their souls could not escape at all, and they were completely destroyed.
The power of Lingtian Holy Dragon Qiyao is so terrifying!
And what about that human race!?
Ten ancestral weapons collapsed and the princes of the ten directions were severely injured. With such an impact, even the strong human race would inevitably be severely injured by the force of the counterattack.
The army of Tianwu Demon Kingdom looked at the center of the storm and thought like this.
However, before the storm cleared, they saw a figure in the storm, holding a big tree, and rushed out.
This human race Ling Tian seems to be fine!
this……
All the soldiers from Tianwu Demon Kingdom were immediately frightened.
Even the princes of the ten directions can do nothing to stop Ling Tian?
"Leave the Lord of Tianwu Demon Kingdom to me, and you can handle the rest!"
Ling Tian, who rushed out of the storm, shouted loudly, lifted the big spear, and stabbed the Lord of the Tianwu Demon Kingdom straight away.
"Haha, don't worry!"
After hearing this, Patriarch Lingxiao and other powerful men also attacked the fallen princes from all directions.
At this time, these princes have been severely damaged, and even Long Xuan, Qin Mingyue and others can take over.
Not to mention, the armies of the three tribes have an absolute advantage in terms of numbers.
However, seeing the armies of the three tribes rising up and Ling Tian coming with weapons, Demon Lord Tianwu was naturally furious.
This Ling Tian first seriously injured his adopted son, and now he wants to take action against himself!
How can this be tolerated?
He is the supreme leader of the first demon kingdom of the demon witch tribe, and his combat power is monstrous, the best in the world!
"Ling Tian, you are seeking death!"
Demon Lord Tianwu was furious. He seemed to be unintentional, but he punched out without any warning. The golden robe on his body was stirring. Although he had not yet manifested the body of a demon witch, this punch was still extremely terrifying!
Facing Ling Tian, he had the intention of killing him!
With one punch, the void collapsed, the earth shattered, and violent energy erupted from the hands of Demon Lord Tianwu, with unparalleled demonic power.
Under the shadow of a fist thousands of feet tall, it covered the sky and the sun.
The power of the attack, which far exceeds the peak combat power of Sanxian, is naturally far beyond the imagination limit of ordinary warriors.
Countless demon witch clan warriors around them were heartbroken, and then turned pale. Thinking of the scene in the past where the human race Ling Tian defeated the powerful princes from all directions with one blow, and the aftermath of the magical power wiped out tens of millions of warriors. Today, Demon Lord Wu is even stronger.
, whoever dared to step forward retreated hastily.
Ling Tian felt the huge power coming towards him, and his calm expression not only showed no fear, but became more calm and indifferent, and his dark eyes exuded a dazzling light.
On this day, Demon Lord Wu has not even used a weapon.
Then naturally he would not bother to use the big gun.
"The Candle Dragon Tyrant Body!"
While drinking, the dragon's roar within Ling Tian's body reappeared, and his bloodline rioted, turning into a tide of energy that surged back and forth endlessly!
Ling Tian's Zhulong Tyrant Body has once again reached its peak at this moment.
In terms of cultivation, Ling Tian is completely incomparable to Demon Lord Tianwu.
But with the blessing of the god-level Zhulong's domineering body, Lingtian's potential is boundless.
The fiery red candle dragon aura rioted all over the sky, raging crazily and surging, rolling endlessly and condensing into a tide of energy, overwhelming the mountains and seas, with unparalleled power. In the ups and downs, it went straight to Lingtian to gather together, with a red color, and endless dragon aura erupted from it.
The hegemonic body is condensed, and the power of the candle dragon is extremely strong and strong. On Lingtian's unicorn arms, there are also dragon shadows manifested one by one, three, six, nine!
There are even more than nine dragon shadows, and they are still being generated!
Previously, Ling Tian had already comprehended the Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon that the old beggar had given him to the last level.
This last level is the real power of immortality!
Ling Tian today is like a sacred dragon clan, standing between heaven and earth. Although it is silent, just a little breath is enough to completely frighten the entire space. The dragon shadow formed by this hegemonic body has already exceeded three thousand feet.
Compared to Yun Yang's demon fighting spirit, its aura was even more terrifying.
At the same time, the number of dragon shadows on Ling Tian Qilin's arms also surged to sixteen. Blessed by Ling Tian's candle dragon aura, the superimposed power exploded and its power surged again.
Faced with Demon Lord Wu's fierce punch that day, his momentum was so strong that he didn't lose the slightest bit!
He suddenly raised his head and faced the crashing fist. Seeing its power, Ling Tian sneered in his heart without any fear. When the shadow of the eighteenth divine dragon formed on Qilin's arm, Ling Tian raised his head directly.
In his hand, the eighteen divine dragon palms, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth, were shot down with a crash.
Today, no one can stop him!
Facing Ling Tian's Eighteen Divine Dragon Palms, Demon Lord Tianwu was slightly startled, and then sneered again and again. The shadow of the Eighteen Divine Dragon Palms was extremely powerful, but his boxing skills were not bad either!
Moreover, he saw that Ling Tian's ability to activate combat power in this way was already at its limit. He didn't believe how many times Ling Tian could use it!
Demon Lord Tian Wu is extremely confident at this point, so he wants to see how long this human Ling Tian can last. One punch or two punches, but definitely not more than three punches. He may be slightly injured by then.
But Ling Tian will definitely end up unable to fight back, and he will have no choice but to be at his mercy.
Therefore, although the explosive power of the Eighteen Palms of the Divine Dragon shocked him, it did not frighten him, and he still felt confident in his heart.
With one punch, now facing the eighteen dragon shadows, not only did he not retreat, but his aura became even more tyrannical, moving forward indomitably!
Countless Demon Witch warriors retreated thousands of miles away, their gazes fixed on the field, not wanting to miss anything.