"You will disappear with me."

Wang Jingyang said, and they collided with each other.

Every attack is like a natural disaster. Only the destructive air flow generated by the force bombardment can't see them at all.

Wang Jingyang had to re-examine the Holy Lord. After the third seal was untied, he could still fight. If Xiaoji didn't seal off half of his spiritual strength, even if he untied the third seal, he couldn't defeat the Holy Lord, let alone let him bleed.

He must defeat the Lord as soon as possible. Wang Jingyang can clearly feel the passage of his life. Soon, his evolutionary cells will be burned. He must kill him during this period of time!

It exploded like a heavy thunder.

Wang Jingyang punched the Lord in the abdomen and blew him out until he smashed a huge mountain in the distance. The Lord stabilized his body.

"This power... Is incredible." The LORD looked at Wang Jingyang and murmured.

The next second, Wang Jingyang disappeared from his original place and came to the Holy Lord's side in an instant. Another punch went towards the Holy Lord's neck.

However, in front of the Holy Lord, there seems to be an invisible barrier covering him.

"Mental defense..."

Wang Jingyang was thoughtful.

Hundreds of punches at the nothingness in front of us.

Under the surprised eyes of the Lord, the barrier of nothingness was broken.

Soon, Wang Jingyang's rain like attack fell on the Lord, but in a moment, Wang Jingyang blew hundreds of fists.

Each fist has a black thunder light, and each fist has the divine power to tear the sky. Even the Lord, some can't resist.

After hundreds of punches, the Holy Lord had obvious injuries.

"It seems that you are not invincible." Wang Jingyang stared at the Lord coldly.

As soon as the voice fell, Wang Jingyang's eyes, ears, mouth and nose suddenly spilled a small amount of blood.

"Your time is running out." The LORD looked at Wang Jingyang, said coldly, and blew away.

Wang Jingyang didn't hide or flash. He was hit by the Lord. Then he grabbed the Lord's right arm with both hands.

"Even if you die... You have to come with me!"

Wang Jingyang shouted angrily, and his strength broke out instantly. The whole arm of the LORD was torn off by Wang Jingyang.

"Poof"!

After tearing off the Lord's arm, Wang Jingyang gushed blood.

Every pore on his body had blood spilling.

The Holy Lord's forehead was full of cold sweat, but he didn't say a word. He took a few steps back defensively.

"I... Will never allow... You... To hurt... My... Family!"

At the moment, Wang Jingyang's body is unstable and staggers towards the Lord. With each step, Wang Jingyang's blood will overflow more, and there is a risk of falling at any time.

However, strong willpower still supported him.

His hands were covered with black lightning. The whole man looked like a prehistoric demon coming from the unknown era. Even if he exhausted his last breath of blood, he would also bring this terrible enemy into infernal purgatory.

At this moment, the black lightning around Wang Jingyang suddenly broke out and even engulfed a hundred meters around.

An unprecedented pain hit every inch of the Lord's skin, and under the cover of this destructive black lightning, he was paralyzed and unable to move.

Wang Jingyang was wrapped in black lightning, and the difficult pilgrim approached him.

This short distance of more than ten meters is difficult to move, as if for a whole century.