But at this moment, the destruction of the Thunder fell, like a torrential rain swept over Du Shaoqi, but it was swallowed up by the Thunder 霆 覆盖 covered by Du Shaozhen.

The Thunder Power, which is enough to destroy everything, is nothing to lose to Du Shaozhen at this moment. In the Thunder Sea, it is like a fish, crossing the road.

"Uh……"

On the hills in the distance, at this moment, the Confucianists and the elders guarded the Fa, and they were stunned by their faces, like a ghost.

This Thunder road looks out from the outside world, seemingly less than a few thousand feet, but can only be felt on the road, it is a long road that is far from the head.

"Hula..."

Then the destruction of the Thunder fell, overwhelming, the sharp Thunder broke the wind and the sound of the city, enough to destroy the main domain of the peak repair directly destroyed to the soul, and then the strong main domain of the peak repair, fear is also to be consumed Die it.

It’s just that Du Shaoqi’s moment is like a fish, and the Thunder’s martial arts cover it.

"boom……"

Daddy, the end of the Thunder Road, the clouds are over the top, the wind is rising, the sky is above the sky, and there are abyss-like cracks. The power of the Witch God has come from time to time, and above the void, it has become a huge witch. Figure.

This phantom of the witches emerges, and the shadows of the gods and gods are empty, and the wind and thunder are endless.

That terrible power can be swept away, so that the old guardian of the mountains in the distance must be soft.

"That is the power of ancient witches!"

There are Confucian old people who tremble and their eyes glow.

The power of the Witch God came from the road of Wufeng Tian, ​​so that the blood of all Confucian children began to boil, and the pressure from the blood and the soul could not resist!

"boom!"

The shadow of the Witch God is empty, such as the ancient Wushen descending, waving down, the space is distorted, the wind is surging, a huge handprint is revealed from the depths of the sky, and the sky is covered by the sky and collapsed to Du Shaoxuan.

A horrible energy suddenly came from all directions, and it spread with a huge pressure, as if it caused the turmoil in this space, it was shocking!

"rumble……"

Such a handprint descends, and the vision is empty. If there is a space storm, there are sun, moon and stars, and there are people and heavens in the world, all of which are annihilated and destroyed.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth are distorted, and the space ripples are directly spread around like boiling water waves.

In the energy of the terrible witch **** in the handprint, it is accompanied by a mysterious force, all the way down, the space inch collapses, tearing the black space vortex, falling from the sky!

"This is the power of ancient witches!"

In the distant hills, Kong Sansi’s eyes glow and his eyes are dignified.

"Under the Holy Land, I am afraid that it is impossible to stop it!"

"Can he still resist it?"

Meng Yuqi moved his face, and his eyes looked at Wufeng Tianlu.

At that moment, the terrible handprint, the Confucian strongman who was separated by the void, was not afraid of Du Shaoqi.

Such a handprint is terrible, it is the power of ancient witches, under the holy world, it is unstoppable!

"Hey..."

When the road is empty, the sky is dim and dark, and Du Shaoqi’s body is golden, and the terrible handprints are coming. The shadows around the figure are in the middle of the twists and cracks, and there are countless small cracks, such as spider webs around the void.

"come on!"

Du Shaoqi was slightly headed, deep in the eyes, thunder and lightning, and golden light poured out. Suddenly, the mysterious sigh of the gods in the body poured out like a flood, and the golden light broke out and thundered and rushed.

The Thunder Wumai and the Golden-winged Dapeng Bird Zhenpeng Beast can be merged, covering the surrounding voids in an instant, turning into a huge purple gold Lei Peng!

"grumble!"

Zijin Lei Peng was born, the huge body was empty, and the doubles like the thunder sea swayed and projected the purple gold arc, just like two rounds of the sun shining through the sky, overlooking the world.

"boom!"

At the same time, on the Wufengtian Road, there was an extraordinary tremor in the void, with mysterious runes infiltrating.

In the next moment, Du Shaozhen's body, with an invisible breath and a vibrating resonance, finally turned into a circle of purple gold **** ring, like a round of purple gold, the sky is glaring.

When this round of gods is empty, there is a void gossip, the stars are righteous, the undead grasses are righteous, the purple sorrows and the beasts can be, the caves and the grasses are righteous, the thunder and the righteousness, and the countless beasts can all be merged together. A vision appeared, and the vast heavens spread out.

"Hang..."

A round of gods is empty, letting the sky above the sky, with a sacred glow.

At this moment, across the emptiness, any Confucian child can feel that there is a terrible sacredness in the world, just like a new world!

Almost all Confucian children have never seen such a vision, and under such pressure, the old parents of the law at this moment are also weak in their legs, and they cannot resist such terrible pressure!

"This is a new kind of Nirvana, but it belongs to his own way, beyond the Greatest Nirvana, and beyond the perfection of Nirvana! ”

Suddenly, above the void, there is a figure falling, the sound is gentle, and it resounds through the sky.

This is an old man with long hair fluttering. It looks like the appearance of May and June. The robes of Confucianism are embroidered with green bamboo patterns. The hair is gray and white, moving with the wind, long hair, and fairy bones.

With the advent of this old man, the surrounding voids are faintly changing.

"The Holy Father..."

When the old man came, all the Confucian parents were old and strong, and even Kong Zhuohao was not rude, and he looked awe.

But at this moment, the old man of the sacred wind bones, squinting at the sky on the road to Wufeng.

In that round of sacred gods, the purple gold Leiguang figure and the round of the gods are in harmony and sacred.

From the purple gold Leiguang figure, the scent of the scorpion is like a waterfall falling down. From a distance, it looks like a dazzling one that gives the world a feeling of being born.

" Give me a break! "

When such a word came out, Du Shaoqi did not have any stagnation, and with no amount of nirvana to counter the scary witch handprint.

"Boom! "

In the next second, the power of Nirvana is sweeping, like a new world opened with one side, letting the void come to countless visions, and the sly confrontation is on the handprint of the Witch God.

"grumble……"

Zijin Leipeng swayed from it and shook it up against the terrible vortex in the handprint of the Witch God.

"Rumble [...]"

Such a collision, a sudden burst of overwhelming smashing runes, the thunder and lightning thunder, the power shrouded the world.

"Booming..."

At this moment, in the ancient world of Confucianism, the tides are rising, the heavens and the earth are discolored, and the earth is shaking!

"砰砰砰砰..."

On the empty sky of Wufeng Tianlu, there is room to explode, people can't help but scream, and large space cracks hang above Tianyu.

The space is chaotic, and few people are able to see it clearly.

Until the radiance of the faint gradual disappearance, only the glory of the Wufeng Tianlu still traverses the void, connecting seven Wufeng.

At the moment, the third mountain peak has the appearance of Du Shaoqi, behind the Dapeng Golden Wing has broken traces, the body does not know when to cover a feather armor, but also dim light, with crack marks, showing flesh and blood, Bloody, revealing the color of pale gold.

That is the blood of the supreme, not condensed.

"Hey..."

In Du Shao's mouth, a blood can't help but spit out, and the body's green armor converges, but after all, it is resisted.

"This is a great talent!"

On the emptiness, the old man of the celestial wind bones opened his mouth, and there was a light in the eyes.

"The devil, Du Shaoyu, passed the third level!"

"Over, he passed the third level!"

On the top of the mountain, the Confucian children boiled, and the elders' protection of the law was even more shocking. Under such horrible power, the devil, Du Shaoqi, turned out to be directly resisted, and it was so powerful!

"How long has it been, it has already passed three levels!"

There are old people whose eyes are stunned, and the speed of the clearance is too fast.

"The younger brother is so good, I know he is fine!"

Kong Yuqi is excited and cheering. She is very straightforward and has absolute confidence from beginning to end.

Kong Zhuohao whitened his daughter, and his eyes continued to look only on Wufengtian Road.

"carry on!"

On the third Wufeng, Du Shaozhen looked at the front of the light path, his eyes were faint, he took a deep breath, his chest was ups and downs, and he continued to step.

"Boom……"

With Du Shaoqi stepping on the foot, around the light path, suddenly there is a sound in the ear, pleasant to hear, such as Xianyin.

This kind of voice spreads out, and people are also obsessed with listening.

This piano sound echoed from Wufengtian Road. The eyes of Confucian children gradually became sluggish and fell into it. Some people were silly and laughed. Some people have already closed their eyes.

Even a lot of elders guarded the law, and at the moment they fell into it.

"This piano sound can affect the soul, not into the ear!"

Above the void, the old man of the sacred wind bones opened his mouth, and the faint voice echoed in the heavens and the earth, falling in the ears of Confucian children, like a sacred top.

"very scary!"

The figure was awakened by the tremors, his eyes changed, and his heart was awkward.

The sound of the piano is in the ear, and at this moment Du Shaozhen directly crosses it like a stroll.

No one knows that at this moment, Du Shaoxuan’s mind is in the mud, and the body of the red dragon and the monkey’s soul is condensed, sitting on the nine-turned **** Leilian, the arc is fluctuating, and the sound of the soul that affects the soul cannot be set off at all. .

"Hey..."

Daddy, the sound of the music is abrupt, and the sound of ghosts and crying is sweeping.