Chapter 1059
Words:1845Update:22/09/03 04:48:40
"Is the so-called divine power really so terrifying?"
The black-robed man watched the battle between Feng Wuchen and the Devil King in secret, his eyes flashing with fear.
The black-robed man couldn't imagine how powerful divine power was.
"In terms of strength, divine power is indeed much stronger than ruling power. Or rather, the two can't be compared." The mysterious elder's voice sounded.
"This Feng Wuchen is indeed not simple. I can't see what level his cultivation has reached." The elder's voice sounded.
"Above the third transformation, or perhaps the peak of the third transformation, but definitely not the true immortal realm. His and the Devil King's auras are far weaker than the East Royal Emperor's essence blood aura," the black-robed man said.
"In just half a year, he has the power to contend with the Devil King. The Devil King may really fall at the hands of this kid." The elder's voice sounded.
The black-robed man's eyes flashed fiercely. He gritted his teeth and said angrily, "I can't let this happen. Feng Wuchen must die!"
The fierce battle between Feng Wuchen and the Devil King attracted the Devil Race army and the top experts of the major forces, including Lonemoon and the others.
They were all shocked by their power.
"It … it's Feng Wuchen!" Sanniang was shocked. The moment she saw Feng Wuchen, her entire body stiffened. Her face was filled with disbelief.
"This kid can actually contend with the Devil King? How is this possible! "Xu Ziyi was stunned.
Xiang Yang was trembling in fear: "Third … Third Transformation …"
"How could his cultivation reach such a level in such a short time?" Lonemoon was also stunned. He looked at Feng Wuchen with extreme fear.
"He actually broke through the third transformation …" Mo Qi and the other experts of the Devil Race were filled with fear and disbelief.
Half a year ago, Feng Wuchen was only at the eighth tier of the Divine Transformation Realm.
Half a year later, Feng Wuchen became a third transformation expert in the blink of an eye. His strength surpassed Long Tianzhan and Wild Leopard, reaching a level where he could contend with the Devil King!
Back then, Long Tianzhan, Wild Leopard, and a dozen other top experts joined forces and couldn't even shake the Devil King.
But now, Feng Wuchen was able to fight against the Demon Monarch by himself.
From this, it could be seen that Feng Wuchen's strength had far surpassed Long Tianzhan and Wild Leopard's.
The destructive power caused the East Emperor Divine Palace to collapse severely. The originally grand palace was now in ruins.
"Bring out your true abilities?" The corner of the Demonic Lord's mouth curled into a sinister smile. His cold eyes swept across the main palace of the East Emperor Divine Palace. The Demonic Lord then said, "Since that's the case, I'll kill you first and then take the essence blood of the East Emperor."
"If you want to kill me, then bring out your true strength. You have fused with the power of the primordial era. You shouldn't only have this bit of strength," said Feng Wuchen coldly.
"Awakening your divine power has made you a lot more arrogant." The Demon Monarch smiled evilly. His cold eyes flashed with ruthlessness.
"Buzz!"
As he spoke, the Demonic Lord activated the power of the Demon Race. The surging and soul-stirring aura suddenly skyrocketed. White halos appeared under his feet. His body flashed with black light. An unparalleled destructive power burst out from the Demonic Lord's body.
The entire continent shook violently. Mountains and palaces in various regions collapsed one after another. The earth was torn apart and the tectonic plates moved. It was as if this space would collapse in the next second.
"Gulp …"
Long Tianzhan, Wild Leopard, and everyone else present were frightened by the Demonic Lord's power. Even though they were far away from the sky, the terrifying shockwaves were still terrifying.
Only Feng Wuchen's expression didn't change at all.
"Boom!"
The Demon Lord slightly frowned, and his blood-red eyes flashed with a sinister light. Soon after, there was an ear-piercing boom as the Demon Lord charged forward with a monstrous might. He was an existence that surpassed the speed of sound, stirring up gales of Stellar Energy.
Facing the terrifying power of the Demonic Lord, Feng Wuchen didn't dare to underestimate him. He slowly accelerated the Heavenly Dao's divine power. His body glowed with a faint golden light. A vast aura burst out, as if the God of War had descended.
The real battle had only just begun.
Everyone who was watching the battle held their breaths at this moment. Their eyes were fixed on the sky.
The Demonic Lord arrived in the blink of an eye. He slammed his palm fiercely at Feng Wuchen. It carried the terrifying aura of the Buddha's Palm.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Feng Wuchen didn't hesitate to meet the attack with a punch. There was an earth-shattering boom. At the moment of collision, everyone's body shook. An extremely terrifying energy swept out with an unstoppable force.
"What?" Long Tianzhan, Wild Leopard, and the others were shocked when they sensed this destructive force sweeping towards them at a terrifying speed.
"Boom!"
In an instant, an extremely terrifying energy rippled out. Everyone who was watching the battle was sent flying by the ferocious force.
Although it was just a fierce gust of wind and didn't cause any harm to anyone, it was still able to spread down from hundreds of thousands of meters in the sky. How terrifying was that?
"As expected of divine power. It is indeed powerful." The Demonic Lord was excited and smiled evilly. Greed flashed in his eyes.
The stronger the divine power Feng Wuchen displayed, the more excited the Demonic Lord was. The more he wanted to obtain this powerful force.
Feng Wuchen said coldly, "Are you saying that your Primordial Power is trash?"
"Feng Wuchen, don't be arrogant in front of me." The Demonic Lord smiled evilly. His face turned cold as the strength of his palm doubled.
"Boom!"
The Demonic Lord's strength doubled in an instant. There was an explosion and Feng Wuchen was sent flying.
"Whoosh!"
The Demonic Lord's figure disappeared in a flash.
"Boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
Feng Wuchen had just flown a dozen meters when there was another explosion. The void shook violently. Feng Wuchen's figure was sent flying again.
The Demonic Lord's speed was too terrifying. Feng Wuchen didn't seem to notice it and couldn't resist or avoid it.
"Brother Feng!" Ling Xiaoxiao's face was filled with worry. She clenched her jade-like hands so tightly that they were sweating.
"Alliance Leader!" Everyone was worried. Their faces were filled with nervousness and fear.
On the other hand, the experts of the Demonic Race, Mo Qi, and the others were cheering excitedly. Their faces were flushed with excitement.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
The Demonic Lord launched a series of ferocious attacks. There were continuous explosions. The speed of the attacks was so fast that Feng Wuchen didn't even have the chance to fly out. He stayed in place and endured the Demonic Lord's terrifying attacks.
The earth-shattering explosions and destructive power made the hearts of Long Tianzhan and the others beat wildly. They were burning with anxiety.
"Boom boom boom!"
"Buzz buzz!"
The terrifying attacks lasted for nearly a minute. The final attack directly blasted Feng Wuchen into the ground. There was a loud rumble. The ground rolled like a wave. There was a huge crater that was hundreds of thousands of feet wide. Dust filled the sky.
In the face of the Demonic Lord's furious attacks, Feng Wuchen couldn't withstand a single blow.
There was dead silence. Long Tianzhan and the others looked at the huge crater with fear. They were all praying for Feng Wuchen to stand up.
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