"Wang...Wang Qiong..." Chen Gong was stunned, and his cold pupils suddenly contracted.

He would never forget that face in his dream.

Under the torch, cannon fodder flew everywhere, and even the six-arm magical power he was proud of could not stop.

This man trampled on his pride as the true king.

It was this smile, as if he treated him as a pig that could be slaughtered at any time, with contempt and tragic abuse.

When did the great fallen dragon clan be so ignored and despised?

A surging anger surged in Chen Gong's eyes, and he stopped his movements.

At this moment, all Xiao Mingzun and the Soldier King no longer exist.

Only Wang Qiong was in his eyes.

There is only a butcher in his heart.

"How could he appear here?" A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the champion Hou Gujing's unscathed eyes.

He never dreamed that when they set up a trap to kill Xiao Mingzun and the King of War.

Wang Qiong would descend here like a mysterious god and ghost.

This is simply incredible!

"Baby, you're dead this time!" Wang Qiong grinned.

His figure flashed and he came directly to Ming Haoran and Yang Qi.

The black incense lingers like a big dragon, covering seven inches above the heads of the two.

Buzz...

Wang Qiong raised his hand and waved it, and the black incense disappeared instantly.

Seeing this, Chen Gong suddenly changed color and felt shocked and suspicious.

This man is not affected by Guan Koka now?

You should know that even if you have such a whim, even the body of a monster or the blood level of the spirit bloodline may not be able to withstand it!

"Now the Dharma body is here, observing the gods themselves, looking at the Dharma in the void, and the heaven and earth are originally without mind!"

Wang Qiong whispered.

This is a verse in "Dongshen Mystery Record" about the current scent of Zhaoxiang.

This kind of strange fragrance is originally a practice of magical powers, illuminating the use of gods, thinking of the mind gives birth to a slight light, and wisdom is vast, and it can shine all over the world. Everything is empty and there is no way for gods and ghosts to restrain them.

"You are far worse than the three-life false thoughts in the Dark Church." Wang Qiong whispered.

In his eyes, this is just a trick, and ordinary illusions are difficult to see.

Rumble...

While speaking, Wang Qiong raised his hand, and the thunder in his palm was surging like a gust of wind. As he swayed, the arc of light shone.

Ming Haoran and Yang Qi stopped and their eyes returned to clearness.

"Boss!"

"Idol!"

When the two saw Wang Qiong, they shouted in dismay.

"The vast mountains, hunting the king and prisoning the dragon, is a good place!" Wang Qiong whispered, and his eyes were shining like stars blooming, terrifying and dazzling.

At this moment, he was full of fighting and won the championship.

The terrifying aura was like a flag waving.

What he meant was to use these vast 100,000 mountains as a battlefield and hunt the true king.

Such aura moved all the monsters present.

You know, they don’t know where this human is, but the courage to say such words in front of their master is enough to be shocked.

"This human does not want to live anymore? How dare you be so arrogant in front of your master?"

"You are blind and haven't seen your master take action since you appear to this day? If it were someone else, he would have died ten thousand times."

"It really reminds me of the demon in my dream. The expressions of the two humans just now were wrong, and I seemed to be a little afraid of this human young man..."

A group of monsters looked at the lonely human in the sky in surprise. In a trance, a phantom seemed to slowly rise behind him, like a sky mountain crossing the sky, with continuous things and things.

Invisibly, a strong sense of oppression rolled in.

"There are really hidden among humans!"

Kuntu and Peng Ze looked at each other and moved backwards in a tacit understanding.

"Butchman, you're looking for death!" Chen Gong gritted his teeth and showed a hideous smile.

There was no fear in his eyes, only the desire to fight.

As the True King, there has never been a reason to retreat before the war, not to mention that this is a hundred thousand mountains, which is his foundation.

Rumble...

Chen Gong's body swelled violently, and the flesh and blood that was agitated instantly broke the armor.

His bones began to deform, as rugged as a mountain, ferocious and terrifying.

The nails grow out of the skin like bamboo shoots, and their slender horns protrude on the forehead...

When he turned to the private room, his figure turned into dozens of pictures. His terrifying aura shook the sky, and the mountains trembled. The sequential black air wrapped around his huge body.

"Fallen Dragon!" A trace of solemnity flashed in Wang Qiong's eyes.

This is the first time he has faced a master of the monster clan in a truly sense.

The body of the fallen dragon is extremely huge, like a small hill.

What's even more terrifying is that his aura almost surged by nearly a hundred times.

The monsters around were already trembling with fear, which was caused by the oppression and fear in their bloodlines.

The fallen dragon lineage is already burdened with dragon blood, not to mention that this is a true king.

"This...this is his essence..."

Ming Haoran and Yang Qi looked at each other and saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

At this moment, Chen Gong was completely different from the one just now. Judging from the fluctuations of life, it cannot be said that it has nothing to do with it, and it is simply different.

Facing such a monster, even if they join forces, they will feel upset.

"Is this the real king? There are thousands of monsters that stand on the top of the food chain!" Ming Haoran was roaring in his heart.

He finally knew why inside humans, he was so secretive about monsters of the True King level.

For humans, they are disasters. Once the body is revealed, the power they show will be absolutely crushed.

roar……

Chen Gong roared, and the waves of air were like tide, and the sound waves that were rolled up directly shattered a hill.

The dark air was noisy and hustle and bustle, covering the clouds and sun.

"Retreat!" Wang Qiong pushed back and directly sent Ming Haoran and Yang Qi out of the battle circle.

This level of battle is no longer something they can face.

Rumble...

The huge and ferocious tail swept down, carrying the power of splitting the mountain.

Under this tail, Wang Qiong was as small as an ant.

Thunder Dragon Teeth!

The flames came out and the swords were rising!

The violent lightning turned into a thirty-foot-long sword light and struck the sky.

Bang bang bang bang...

The thunder knife collided with the giant tail, the void shocked, and the aftermath turned into a hurricane, destroying the earth.

The swelling lightning melted like water, bounced the giant tail away.

"The boss's Yan soldier can't break open?" Yang Qi was terrified.

He knew the power of the thunder dragon teeth. Even ordinary Xuan soldiers could not resist it and claimed that nothing could not be killed.

The huge tail was hit hard and was safe and sound.

"Is the real king's strength? Their bloodline has evolved to an unimaginable level." Ming Haoran clenched his fists and felt his weakness again.

Their bloodline is so perfect that it does not require any external objects. Their bodies are the most terrifying weapons, enough to fight against the top monsters in humanity.

Rumble...
To be continued...