I have to say that the power of this golden light ball explosion is really not small.
The void centered on Yangxu was even instantly annihilated and erased.
There is a nothingness in place, the crystal wall system of cosmic space dissipates inch by inch, and there is a trend to form a black hole.
And Yangxu's voice has completely disappeared.
It seemed that he couldn't resist the power of the explosion at all and was completely erased.
Between heaven and earth, there is no trace of his breath!
All the strong onlookers around were shocked by the power of the golden ball of light.
No one expected that the ancestors of the Pluto would release such a strange and terrorist attack.
Taotianye's eyes were full of anxiety and doubt:
"Impossible! Shifu, he will be fine. How can such an attack be..."
Even the crazy son next to him could not help but look a little heavy after seeing the power of the explosion.
The little nun next to him looked worried:
"He... He won't really..."
The little girl's eyes were already filled with tears.
On the face of the ancestors of the Ming nationality, there was a proud sneer:
"Hum, you are proud enough to be killed by me with this strongest move!"
"This is the price for you to underestimate your ancestors. Not only will you die, but also I will arrest your soul by the unique means of the Ming family, so that you will bear the pain of whipping forever!"
When such words were uttered, the crowd could not help turning pale.
Especially the people of the Ming nationality led by the Ming Jue know that the ancestors of the Ming nationality are really annoyed.
But fortunately, the human trouble that was so powerful was finally completely solved.
The rest is to concoct those accomplices, right?
The people of the Ming family, led by the Lord Ming, began to look at taotianye and crazy children maliciously.
However.
At this time, a leisurely voice sounded slowly in everyone's ears.
All of them suddenly changed their faces:
"Well, old man, you are really cruel. What's interesting is that you really think that such a little power can kill me? Sorry to make everyone misunderstand. I just want to take the opportunity to try its power."
At the moment when the sound sounded, hum!
In the black nothingness, a little milky translucent light appeared in it.
At first, it was just a palm sized spiral, and then the figure of Yangxu flashed out from the rotating spiral.
When he reappeared in front of the crowd, his clothes were spotless and his hair was fine.
Not to mention the slightest scar!
"Hiss... That terrible power didn't hurt the human boy!"
"Are you kidding? Does he really have the power comparable to the gods and demons?"
This moment.
The sun was rising in all directions, casting incredible eyes.
Especially the ancestors of the underworld.
He couldn't believe that the trick he trusted most didn't hurt anyone.
so that.
The wrinkled old face of the ancestors of the Pluto is completely distorted because it is too shocked and incredible!
As for the people of the Ming family behind him, including the Dark Lord, their faces were even more pale.
The eyes were filled with dull eyes that were almost desperate. For a time, there was no response:
How can you react?
Even the most powerful and self-confident move of my grandfather didn't hurt others.
This is not just a power gap.
How do you play?
This moment.
The hearts of the stygians began to fall toward an abyss called "despair".
The terrible and mysterious young man in front of him seemed to feel that the degree of despair of these poor people was not general enough.
With an indifferent smile in his mouth, he almost scolded and said a sentence to the ancestors of the Ming Nationality:
"Half hanging is half hanging. Originally, I saw your use of the small broken tower and knew that you were just taking a chance. Sure enough, old man, you didn't even exert one tenth of its power."
"It's a waste to leave this treasure in your hand."
Yang Xu stood in mid air, looking calm and calm. What he said made everyone present more confused:
what do you mean?
How can you hear the meaning of this human youth? What's in the hands of the ancestors of the Ming nationality can be more powerful?
what the hell! Are you kidding? The power it has just played is powerful enough, okay!
Brush!
Surprised and curious eyes all gathered towards the ancestors of the Ming nationality.
To be exact.
It was toward the Dark Tower in his hand.
Even.
Even the ancestors of the Hades looked at the little black tower in their hands
Can it be more powerful?
I haven't exerted one tenth of its power yet? I'm just a slut?
The face of the ancestors of the Ming clan became more and more ugly.
And at this time.
"Grandpa, be careful!"
The Dark Lord exclaimed.
The ancestor of the Ming nationality suddenly looked up and saw a face with a faint smile in front of him.
"You..."
The ancestors of the Ming clan just said a word.
The rising sun flashed in front of him and held out his hand to him.
Nor did he do any complicated movements.
Just pick it so easily.
Suddenly, the ancestors of the Ming nationality had a light hand, and the small black tower was held in his hand by Yangxu.
The next moment.
The sun is already shining 100 meters away.
"He wants to take such a treasure! Please take it back!"
The Dark Lord shouted a reminder.
The faces of the people of the Ming clan suddenly became very nervous:
Since the treasure sounds so awesome and powerful, what if it is taken away by this human teenager?
What's worse!
This human youth seems to know more about such treasures than the ancestors of the Ming nationality!
Think of that.
Not only the people of the Ming clan, but also the people of the demon clan who watched, could not help feeling a burst of Cao egg in their hearts:
Damn it, a human who broke into the demon world knows more about the treasures of the demon family than the ancestors of the Tang and Tang Ming family.
What's this called!
"Hum, human boy, although you may know the treasure better than I do, it's a pity that it has been refined by my countless efforts!"
On the face of the ancestors of the Ming nationality, the calmness of the superior was restored, and a sneer appeared at the corners of his mouth:
"With your mouth, you want to take it away from me? Don't dream!"
A trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and the ancestors of the Ming nationality moved:
Buzz!
The little black tower in Yangxu's hand suddenly shook wildly and struggled.
Seems to want to break free from the shackles of Yangxu.
But the stygians were overjoyed:
"That's right! The treasure has been refined by the ancestors! The human boy can't rob it!"