In terms of single-body lethality, it may be slightly inferior to the Explosive Thunder Dragon Tooth, but its attack range and attack density will be more destructive.

Now that Wang Qiong has just entered the second level of Rongqi Realm, he has two major flame soldiers.

Reverse blade dragon teeth, infinite cannon.

His strength is enough to crush the third level of the Merge Realm, and he must be invincible among the ranks of dominators.

It can be said that Wang Qiong's gains in the journey to the brink of priests were beyond imagination.

"Come!"

Wang Qiong hooked his fingers, and the strange arm floating in the sky flew over.

"Good thing!"

Wang Qiong looked at the broken arm in front of him, and the runes on it were still shining brightly. The strange patterns seemed to have life and were squirming gently.

The exposed bones were surrounded by fire, like a small snake, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy, and then drilled into the broken arm.

"Six-armed magical power..."

Wang Qiong looked up and down at this strange broken arm.

This contains the mystery of the six-arm magical power.

There is a record in "The Mysterious Record of the East" that the six-armed magical power originated from the innate magical powers of the monster clan. It is combined with the three-headed magical powers and is known as the three-headed and six-armed ones.

It is said that this kind of innate magical power is said to be able to kill ghosts and gods, and the void is immortal.

Later, there was a powerful man among humans who captured the terrifying monster born and raised in nature, and learned from his bloodline that the six arms and three magical powers were two.

Although it is not as good as the real three-headed and six-armed ones, it is also extremely terrifying.

Just look at the strength of the young man in the Chinese costume just now. Without relying on the Yan soldiers and relying solely on the six-arm magical power, he can actually compete with the reverse blade dragon teeth and tear the sea of ​​thunder.

That kind of power cannot be cultivated by human power.

"I want to see what you are when you can get in touch with this level of martial arts." Wang Qiong raised his hand, and the black true energy surged, directly sealing the broken arm wrapped in flames and putting it into the fire ring.

With this treasure, he not only can understand the mystery of the "Six-armed Magical Power", but perhaps he can also understand the origin of the young master in the gorgeous clothes.

"Wang...Senior Brother Wang..."

At this moment, Wu Shier came over and looked at Wang Qiong up and down, with a brilliant look in his eyes.

Logically speaking, he has a noble status, uniqueness, and his strength is the highest in the Guangming Academy. Most people don’t take it seriously at all, let alone be able to get his recognition or even respect.

But Wang Qiong was different. He was dumbfounded when he saw the battle just now.

Whether it is his supernatural strength, ruthless means, or his erotic style, Wu Shier sincerely feels respectful and even feared.

Besides, Wang Qiong was originally introduced earlier than him.

So he called this senior brother so much that he was convinced.

"Well, you're not bad." Wang Qiong muttered lightly.

It is enough to get such certainty from him.

In fact, Wu Shier's talent is indeed good. It is extremely rare that the pure blood of the Daxia royal family can still retain this trace of blood after thousands of years.

When practicing this kind of talent, the speed is much faster than that of ordinary people. If you reach a certain level, you can awaken incredible power, such as the glazed golden body.

Therefore, Wu Shier is not famous, but his strength is indeed outstanding among the younger generation.

However, he should be the kind of person who hides at the mountain gate and practices hard, so his combat experience is far less abundant than Wang Qiong's, and his methods are naturally much inferior.

Of course, these can be supplemented slowly.

If the Light Academy has such disciples, there is at least hope for the future.

"Let's go and take you to see the scene!"

Wang Qiong grinned, stepped out directly, and came to the foot of the Torrent Mountain.

There was a hint of awe in everyone's eyes, and they couldn't help but retreat and gave way.

Facing Wang Qiong, the disciples of the Palace of Light were already frightened and looked disgusted.

"I really have a kindness. I dare to come here to show off my power." Wang Qiong sneered.

"What does this evil star want to do?" Everyone's heart skipped a beat, and the premonition was not good.

"Butchman, if you have the guts, you..." Suddenly, a disciple of the Palace of Light yelled with gritted teeth.

Puff...

When the words came, his head flew high, and blood splashed like a fountain.

“…Let me go!”

The head flying in the air let out a last roar. He widened his eyes and stared at Wang Qiong, as if he didn't understand that the other party would suddenly take action and kill him.

“…”

"What did he just say? Let him go?"

"The disciples of the Guangming Palace beg for mercy and step on horseback, just like the old man's crazy kiln. They are so tough."

"Is there something wrong with his brain? I don't even see who he is talking to!"

How cruel is Wang Qiong's method?

Since his debut, I don’t know how many disciples from the Palace of Light have died at his hands, and he has not let go of Yi Shenying, let alone these ordinary disciples?

"Please let me live!"

At this moment, a disciple of the Palace of Light knelt directly in front of Wang Qiong with a "thump".

He held his hands tightly, lowered his body, and his back was firm.

"Hmm?" Wang Qiong glanced at him, feeling a little different.

"Zheng Heng, you are a thing that you don't have, our Palace of Light..." Another disciple was furious.

Before he finished speaking, Wang Qiong bounced his fingers and directly pierced his head.

He talked and killed people with laughter, and said lightly, scaring the remaining people that no longer dared to speak.

"Why should I let you go?" Wang Qiong said carelessly.

"I have a reason to not die!" The disciple, known as Zheng Heng, gritted his teeth.

Wang Qiong waved his hand and brushed his forehead.

Suddenly, the powerful spiritual power overwhelmed, and a lot of information was passed on through thoughts.

"It turned out to be a test subject..." Wang Qiong was surprised.

The boy in front of him was just a test piece in the Hall of Light. His mother seemed to be a high-level figure in the Hall of Light. She created him with her own essence and blood and gave birth to him through other mothers.

From the day of birth, he was abandoned by his mother.

This disciple named Zheng Heng grew up in the Palace of Light. Since childhood, I have suffered a lot of cold eyes and bullying.

When he was twelve years old, he accidentally learned about his life experience and collapsed on the spot.

I am just a test subject. I was abandoned by my biological mother from the day I was born. While I was bullied, my mother was so close that she ignored him.

He rushed to the woman crazy, trying to ask the reason.

But what I got was a response that was like falling into hell.

"First, I won't call him hey!"

"Second, I am doing good deeds to bring you into this world, you are just a testimonial."

From that day on, Zheng Heng went crazy and worked hard to practice, so that one day he would gain enough power to control the situation and return everything he had endured to that woman.

"I can't die here!" Zheng Heng raised his head suddenly and said firmly.

Wang Qiong looked at him indifferently.

"You go!"

"You really let me go?" Zheng Heng was stunned. He didn't expect it to be so easy?
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