Chapter 694

The ultimate battle

Qinglong is a ninth level divine warrior!

This is news that no one wants to think about.

Even at the peak of the seventh level, he can fight against the ninth level. No one wants to see how strong the ninth level Qinglong is.

Since this god of murder appeared, it has been like a tower that weighs on everyone's hearts, even on their souls.

To this day, it is still the case!

"No, it won't be like this!" Rockefeller's people were trembling, almost desperate.

This is declaring their death penalty.

Zhang Feng's aura is still rising, he has reached the peak of the eighth level, and his combat power has reached 40 billion.

His blood is rushing like a river, his muscles are stretching like giant dragons, and his heartbeat is beating like a heavenly drum.

The aura on Zhang Feng's body was also changing. The terrifying dragon power in his half-dragon body seemed like the real Dragon King was about to awaken, and his heavy breathing shook the city.

There are too many people whose powerful aura has surpassed the peak of the same level. The blood of those of the same level like Sigus is changing and their bodies are chilling.

It was just one level of strength, but it gave him the illusion of facing the Dragon King.

"Body training, this is the power of body training!" Many people trembled.

It’s also the eighth level. Even if Qinglong can defy the sky and be invincible, it can’t be that strong!

Therefore, the only explanation is the path Qinglong took.

The combat power that has been suppressed all this time is just an accumulation.

As the level increases, the combat power also increases.

It's like they simply can't reach the peak ultimate combat power at this stage, so they use the evolution beads to break through and enter the next level.

In their eyes, the seventh and eighth levels are just a transition.

No matter how weak you are at these two levels, once you reach the ninth level and have unlimited combat power, there is nothing to fear.

What's more, if they both belong to the ninth level, no one can suppress the other. Isn't the battle just about whose fighting power is stronger?

However, this was the first time they saw how powerful Qinglong was when he stood at the peak of the eighth level.

But, this is not over yet!

The aura on Zhang Feng's body was still rising, and the violent air flow stirred up the gravel on the surrounding ground.

It is countless times more powerful than the scene when Parson reached the ninth level.

It seems that this indicates the power of Qinglong.

At this moment, the shield in Qinglong's hand also changed.

As Qinglong becomes stronger, the shield that has been silent has undergone some changes.

It also seemed to be waking up from its deep sleep. The light was still so faint, but it seemed that power was seeping out.

This power has not yet awakened, but has only seeped out a little, and is as vast as a river. The aura within it that makes mortals bow down and makes the strong tremble is something they are all too familiar with.

It seemed like a demigod was breathing slowly, very weak but shocking enough.

That is the power only found in demigods.

Just the weakest trace of the aegis exposed at this moment is already comparable to one-tenth of the broken demigod weapon.

"It's really a demigod!" Sigus was shocked.

"As expected, he has always had a demigod weapon, complete, flawless and not even damaged at all."

Some people have already started to backslide.

Qinglong, who is at the peak of the eighth level, can definitely fight Parson, and there is bound to be a river of blood here.

Someone has crushed the teleportation order and wants to leave.

But the teleportation order was not broken, as if it had lost its response.

"Seal... seal it!" The man's lips trembled, knowing that a disaster was coming.

"Everyone, since we have gathered here, why are you leaving?" Zhang Feng was smiling, but his smile was weirder than that of a demon, making their hearts freeze.

Zhang Feng's aura is still improving. Although he has reached the peak of the eighth level, it still takes some time to climb to the ninth level.

But this is no longer important.

At the peak of the eighth level, he is no longer afraid of the people here.

Zhang Feng is approaching like Parson, his steps are like a war hammer hitting people's hearts, bombarding everyone's heartache.

Parson stared at Zhang Feng, narrowed his eyes, and held the sword in his hand tighter. As he watched Zhang Feng approaching, his eyes became colder.

Zhang Feng got closer and closer, and the distance between the two was no more than twenty meters.

This distance is no longer considered a distance for experts of their level, it is a distance that can be reached in one ten millionth of a second.

Zhang Feng did not attack, and Parson did not move.

Just when Zhang Feng stepped twenty meters, his right foot had just been raised and had not yet fallen down.

boom!

The sword in Parson's hand came out.

Buzz!

Hundreds of miles long purple light fell like thunder from the sky, and even the sky where the purple light had transformed was dyed purple.

The same weapon exerted completely different power when it fell into Parson's hands from Sigers.

Even if the ninth-level Parson has not yet reached the peak, he can already use his sword's abilities.

Boom!

Wherever the purple light passed, countless thunder and lightning were generated, and tens of millions of thunder dragons followed the purple light and struck at Zhang Feng's head.

"What are you waiting for? Let's do it together." Parson roared, he was waiting for this opportunity.

At this distance, even if God comes, it is impossible to escape.

One of Zhang Feng's feet has already been raised. At this moment, Zhang Feng's footing is unstable. Even if he wants to avoid it or uses all his strength, it is not enough.

He has not moved the whole time, and has been accumulating strength just for this knife.

And this sword contains his only destructive skill, which can kill Qinglong instantly by splitting his head.

This is a real instant kill, regardless of any resurrection skills.

When the sword came out, wind and thunder surged, and thousands of thunder dragons fell together. It was really like splitting a galaxy.

boom!

Hundreds of miles of earth were split open, with long rifts hundreds of meters deep and nearly ten feet wide.

The endless thunder dragons fell together, drowning Zhang Feng.

"What are you looking at? Take action!" Sigurs reacted and grabbed a battle ax with his backhand and split the sky with silver light.

There is no way out.

If Zhang Feng steps into the ninth level, who else in this world can stop him!

Therefore, all the eighth-level divine battles were launched.

"What are you waiting for? Take action." Parson roared, directed at the thousands of soldiers gathered here in the distance.

Boom, boom, boom...

Endless light burst out from everyone's weapons.

The strongest, most powerful, and all the skills are falling towards the place where the thunder dragon is submerged.

It was like a meteor shower, gorgeous and terrifying.

The city was in ruins, and the earth was cracked like a spider web.

Deep valleys were formed due to this blow, and fire spewed out of the ground.

All the power fell into the Thunder Dragon——

A moment of silence——

Their hearts were clenched tightly, victory or defeat depended on just one blow.

They look forward to it, and they are even more afraid!

boom!

Have power from Thunder Dragon Zhong

Yang gushes out. This power seems to be a demigod awakening from a deep sleep. The breath released changes the color of the world and makes thousands of undead souls in the sky scream.
To be continued...