Under the huge rock canopy, the shadows were stretched very long, like the surging of the dark night.

A figure slowly walked out of the dust.

It was a young man with a cross scar on his chest and a solemn look on his cold face.

"The ice peak is 100,000 feet long, sit and watch the wind and snow grow... so good temperament..." Wang Qiong looked at the young man in front of him and couldn't help but praise.

He could see that the man in front of him had a unique temperament, sharp eyes, and a hidden divine edge.

If Yang Qi is a knife embryo that has not been polished yet.

Then the man in front of him is a sharp blade that has been formed, showing his killing in ten steps.

"You're called Zhengzhu!? Come with me, hide the wilderness and survive day and night. It's really too burying you."

Xing Yu remained silent. His eyes were condensed, and he looked at Wang Qiong and felt a completely different aura from his previous enemy.

"Interesting... Do you want to do it?" Wang Qiong smiled.

In the wasteland, the strong are prey on the weak, and no one who can survive in this desperate land is easy.

Especially the young man in front of him, he has a kind of ferocity and arrogance in his bones, his will is like a knife, unshakable, and he will hardly be tamed by anyone.

Therefore, Yang Qi's excrement of favorable conditions not only failed to impress him, but instead aroused his hostility.

This is like a pig pride breaking into the lion's territory with a proud attitude. Whether you are kind or not, you will only face fangs and sharp claws.

"Just because you still want me to surrender!" A cold voice rang in everyone's ears.

Suddenly, Xing Yu's body flashed and appeared in front of Wang Qiong like a ghost.

The strength of the eighth level of the Yuan Realm was completely revealed. The powerful true energy was like a roaring monster, roaring and roaring, and a domineering punch was like Sumeru's head, rushing straight to Wang Qiong's heavenly spirit.

"Boss..." Yang Qi exclaimed.

Facing this punch, even masters of the same realm must be depressed.

The true essence of the prison is unparalleled, and the body is also sharpened like a human-shaped weapon.

The breath of riots fills every corner under the rock canopy.

At this moment, all the masters of the God-Slaying Guild changed their faces.

Rumble...

Suddenly, two terrifying forces collided in the air, and the brave and furious fist suddenly stopped in the air.

Wang Qiong gently held it with his palm, his face calm and gentle, and his eyes were filled with deep interest.

This scene stunned everyone.

Xing Yu changed his color in horror, looked at Wang Qiong in disbelief, fighting head-on, but his fist was blocked by a boy at the seventh level of the Yuan Realm?

Is this possible?

You know, he is not only better than the other party in realm, but he has put in hard work on this physical body.

Even at the risk of being infected, he had soaked the essence and blood of the mutant monsters to refine his body and forge his bones. His strength was enough to crush masters of the same realm.

However, the reality in front of him caused unprecedented fluctuations in Xingzhuo's heart.

"What a good power!"

Wang Qiong chuckled, his palm gently reversed, and the terrifying power surged like a wave of rage, and directly pressed Xingzhuo and smashed it to the ground.

"This kind of power...is he really a human?"

At that moment, Xing Yu felt that he was a rootless duckweed, and he could not control his destiny by the storm.

Bang……

The earth shattered, a deep pit exploded, and the prison was deeply smashed into it.

The smoke and dust filled it.

At this moment, everyone was shocked.

Even Yang Qi was the first time he saw Wang Qiong really take action.

Faced with this extremely cruel master at the eighth level of the Yuan Realm, Wang Qiong even regarded it as if he was casual and raised his hand to suppress it. His majestic power and terrifying methods were simply unimaginable.

"Is this the boss's strength? It's so scary... I'm a level missing... that kid has no power to resist."

"The body is so strong that it is so powerful that it directly tore the other party's true energy with bare hands... How did this practice?"

"No wonder it's really terrifying to be able to create such a power in such a short time!"

...

Everyone's eyes were shining brightly. Through the fight just now, they deeply felt the power of the prison.

However, in front of Wang Qiong, he was still vulnerable. You can imagine how strong their leader was!?

They had no idea that Wang Qiong practiced the ancient foundation-building technique of "Yuan Ling Bone Forging Method", which was so strong that his physical body was the best among his peers.

"Your strength is good, come and have fun." Wang Qiong stopped, did not take advantage of the victory, but instead took a few steps back and gave the prison a safe distance.

At this time, everyone's expressions changed again.

This is simply an insult to the other party!

Bang……

Sure enough, Xingzhuo crawled out of the deep pit, his true energy surged in his body, his evil aura was surging, and his eyes were filled with an unprecedented fierce light.

As a monk, the most shameful thing is not to be defeated by the enemy, but to be ignored by the enemy.

At this moment, he felt that his dignity was trampled upon unprecedentedly.

"Die me!" Xingzhuo went completely like an angry lion.

The unparalleled true energy soared into the sky.

In an instant, the sand dunes under everyone's feet fluctuated violently, endless gravel rolled wildly, and there were still huge mouths, trying to swallow everything around them.

"The Demon of the Dune!?" Xingzhuo gritted his teeth.

His ability to refine gravel, make himself merge with it, and become a part of him.

Now this dune has long been assimilated by his ability.

These huge mouths were like his desire, and the desire for victory or defeat would swallow and bury everyone.

Wang Qiong lowered his head, feeling that his feet seemed to merge with the sand dunes, trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

He could even see that deep in the sand dunes, there were white bones.

For the prison, since this dune is part of him and is also the cage he set up, he has killed many monsters and humans with this move.

"You should regret giving me a chance now... in the wasteland... any confidence seems stupid..." Xing Yu said coldly.

Rumble...

Suddenly, waves of gravel gathered in front of him and turned into a spear. The sound of gravel tearing and grinding was like the whine of death.

"It's a pity that I won't be kind to you." Zheng Zhuo flicked his fingers.

The desert gun shot towards Wang Qiong, and the speed was so fast that it broke through the wind and cracked the sound.

Buzz...

The black dragon sword rose up in response to the sound and stood in front of him.

At this time, Wang Qiong could not move, but the sharpness of the Black Dragon Sword could cut off the desert spear.

Buzz...

However, something strange happened, and the desert gun suddenly disappeared from everyone's sight, silently and without a trace.

"Natural!" Xing Yu sneered and waved his hand again.

Bang……

With a loud noise from the cave, the Desert Gun emerged from behind Wang Qiong incredibly and shot towards his chest.

"What ability is this..." Yang Qi was shocked.

Xing Yu looked at the despairy expressions of everyone and couldn't help but smile coldly.

His ability can instantly let the Desert Gun escape from the enemy's perception and change its attack trajectory at will.

This is the killing move of the prison, which he named it Gun Fighting.

"Die for me!"

The desert's power was wrapped in thunder and shot Wang Qiong.

Rumble...

Suddenly, black thunder suddenly rose, and the terrible force directly shattered the strength of the desert. The sand dunes under your feet trembled, and a terrible aura rose from Wang Qiong's body.

He walked forward, and his true energy surged, like the sun and the moon, and yin and yang followed each other.

Black thunder wrapped around him.

At this time, Wang Qiong finally completely released his power. The terrifying momentum was like a revival of the demon god, shaking everyone's eyes.

"Good ability...it's a pity...you're still too weak!"

Wang Qiong's voice rang in Xing Yu's ears.

The latter's body suddenly stiffened, turned his head mechanically, and looked at Wang Qiong who had reached his side at some point in fear.
Chapter completed!