This foot of the demon king's body changes the color of heaven and earth.
The strong wind mixed with giant force, the virtual shadow of the demon king roared in the air, and the frozen land by Zheng Feiyue burst open at this moment, and the ice debris flew disorderly.
"Ah!!!"
Wang Po made a deafening roar, and the vigorous blood essence exploded, as if even the air had to be boiled. Outsiders felt unable to breathe when they were in it.
There is no doubt that this is the strongest blow of Wang Po.
And with the blessing of Zheng Feiyue's "green wood power", the power of this attack is even more powerful. The roaring demon king's virtual shadow seems to be producing some qualitative change.
The evil god's reaction to this foot of heaven and earth was completely in line with Zheng Feiyue's expectation.
The familiar blood mask rises.
The evil god looked bland and seemed to have absolute confidence in his blood mask.
But that is obviously a layer of ordinary body protecting Qi.
What's the problem?
Zheng Feiyue was like a hedgehog shot in the ass by an arrow. He roared, "be careful of the blood mask. This thing is very strong. Break it! Break it! Break it!"
Wang Po didn't expect that Zheng Feiyue's reaction to the bloody light was so great that he paid more attention to it. His feet had been urged to the extreme strength and became more and more invincible.
Boom!
Kick your big foot on the blood mask.
The power of metamorphosis sputtered.
The mountains with a radius of several kilometers were like a round of missile fire. The rocks collapsed, the soil exploded, and countless tree roots were turned out.
Tongtian peak seemed to be given a hammer head-on, and tens of thousands of meters of mountains were shaking.
The people at the foot of the mountain were stunned when they heard the news.
"Master Mo? Master Mo?"
"What are you doing?" head Mo's face was black.
"Take a picture of your precious mirror?"
Headmaster Mo sneered: "there is an array on the top of the mountain. The broken light of the precious mirror is not enough to penetrate."
"It's just a cloud array. Don't think we don't understand anything. Headmaster Mo, are you afraid?"
"Cough." leader Mo coughed and stared at the guy who demolished the platform. "I'm afraid? Yes, I admit I have scruples. You have the courage. I'll control the mirror for you?"
The man was startled and waved his hand again and again.
I'm kidding. Who dares to disobey the evil god?
Don't you see, even the left Dharma protector of the evil god sect is waiting below?
If anyone breaks the cloud array, I'm afraid he doesn't need evil gods to start. The left Dharma protector will kill people first.
Headmaster Mo looked a little slower and said, "although you can't see the battlefield, from what happened just now, it should be made by the demon king."
Everyone agreed.
Only the demon king's body can shake the tens of thousands of meters of Tongtian peak. After all, it is the power of the demon king.
A generation who saw little knowledge and few people exclaimed, "this movement is too big. A Zheng Feiyue is powerful enough. Can evil gods eat it with a demon king body?"
Headmaster Mo said coldly, "can't bear it? Zheng Feiyue's roar just now obviously came to a dead end, and Wang Po made such a big noise not long after he went up, which is enough to prove the terror of evil gods."
"You mean, they can't fight evil gods?"
"It makes sense. After all, it's an evil god."
"Evil gods are legends. What the devil's body doesn't see is the opponent of evil gods."
"I really want to see the style of evil gods with my own eyes."
Among the crowd, there are not a few supporters of evil gods, or the vast majority. After all, they are gods.
As the most qualified commentator on the battlefield to predict the victory or defeat of the battle, the attitude of leader Mo is very unclear: "although the strength of evil gods is extremely strong, the combination of Zheng Feiyue + demon king body is indeed the most qualified combination on the east bank to shake the legend. The winner has to wait for the result."
"Agree."
"What leader Mo said is very reasonable."
"But why do I think it's all nonsense?"
"Agree."
"Agree to fart and give head Mo some face."
“……”
The sixth flag.
The great masters of the evil god sect are also whispering.
"Really don't you need to go up and help?"
"Yes, the demon king's body is really against the sky. So many of us can't take him. The Lord is alone..."
"Why don't we go up and have a look?"
The left Dharma protector held a long knife as high as his head and said in a deep voice, "who dares to go up the mountain without the command of the evil god? If we are to blame, we have no ability. More than 20 people can't stop one!"
Everyone lowered their heads when they heard the speech, and their morale was a little low.
Today's war has dealt a great blow to them. They have been fooled around by one person for more than 20 years.
Everyone knows that the devil's body has infinite potential, but no one knows how powerful a growing devil's body is... Now they know, but they are ashamed to throw it to grandma's house.
It was precisely because they realized the horror of the demon king that they were worried about the evil god for the first time.
For the people of the cult God sect, the cult God is not mysterious. Although he doesn't like walking down the mountain, he handles all the affairs of the sect himself. He is not an old monster who can't live in seclusion.
As the person who has followed the evil god for the longest time, Zuo Dharma protector can be said to have been around the evil god since he entered the practice. He is not so much the right arm of the evil god as the existence of a family official.
Nevertheless, the left Dharma protector is not clear about the strength of evil gods.
Since the immortal devil war, the evil god has never shot again. Even the closest people don't know his strength.
This was an excellent opportunity, but the evil God wouldn't let me see it.
The left Dharma protector took a deep breath, hid the worried color in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "our task is to stick to this place, but we have neglected our duty. Afterwards, I will personally apologize to the evil god, as for the battlefield on the top of the mountain..."
He looked up at the cloud array in the sky and murmured, "this cloud array is not only set for the people at the foot of the mountain, but also for us. I know him. Whoever steps into it is a dead end!"
The left Dharma protector has the deepest experience of the hegemony and strength of evil gods.
After saying this, he stopped talking, inserted the long knife into the ground and closed his eyes.
The others were unwilling and dared not disobey the evil god, so they closed their eyes together with the left Dharma protector and waited for the news from the top of the mountain.
At the foot of the mountain, tens of thousands of people are waiting for news.
In Daliang Valley, the disabled soldiers of the five ghost sect and the flying corpse sect are waiting for news.
In sanggui City, Qian Jun stood on the wall, waiting for the news of Tongtian peak.
Xinmo Valley, Chang Xin, who had just returned to the headquarters, comforted people and waited anxiously for news.
In Tianxiang City, Lao Qi, dressed in a bright yellow robe, swings the flag of the Ming wangzong behind him. He overlooks the Tongtian peak thousands of miles away and waits patiently for news.
After a night of fierce fighting, all battlefields have entered a truce.
The monks put down the bloody knife, patiently licked the wound and waited for the result of Tongtian peak.
The battle is not over. There will be more fierce battles.
This is a riot enough to reshuffle the east coast forces.
Each sect has its own plan.
The forces of all parties are intertwined, and the soldiers hidden under the sleeves are waiting for the opportunity to stab the deadliest blow and get back the biggest piece of cake.
And this opportunity is the time for tongtianfeng to win!