Demon Dragon Emperor

Chapter 3897 Ancient God's Weapon!

Zhenglong obviously had no intention of talking nonsense with Hanchen Xingzi.

He looked calm, but there was a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and there was even a hint of greed in the eyes that looked at Hanchen Xingzi.

If this well-known Tianjiao on the human race hunting list can be killed, he will definitely get many rewards. Even if these rewards cannot be compared with killing Su Han, they will definitely allow Zhenglong to completely break through to the Demon King environment.

The two clans communicate with each other, and once they reach the Demon Emperor Realm, they will no longer be able to attack each other.

For the people of the two races in the demon world and the upper star field, this must be restrained. Even if they can break through to the demon emperor or god, they will temporarily suppress their cultivation and try not to break through.

But for a demon race like Zhenglong, suppressing his cultivation was simply unnecessary.

What he yearns for is a higher realm. In his eyes, these so-called arrogances of the human race are just like ants. It is okay to play with them, but if it delays his cultivation and promotion, it will not be worth the loss.

"Wow!"

The wind and snow all over the sky swept in, turned into a huge fist, and bombarded and fell towards the cold dust star.

The demons have always liked to play dirty tricks behind their backs, but Zhenglong is too strong, he is the heir of the royal family, and his physical strength is not weaker than other demons, so he has very strong self-confidence, Fight head-on with Hanchen Xingzi.

Even if Hanchen Xingzi has more means than Zhenglong, Zhenglong is also in cultivation, suppressing Hanchen Xingzi by a small level. With the balance of the two, Zhenglong's royal blood still has an advantage.

"boom!!!"

Hanchen Xingzi is one of the four great stars of the human race, so he is naturally not weak. Although he only has the cultivation base of the Seven Stars Profound God Realm, the combat power he can unleash has already surpassed the ordinary peak Profound God Realm.

Amidst the huge roar, his figure flickered and turned into black light, and a thick mist emitted, which was not the source of destruction, but mixed with a breath of destruction.

It was a pitch-black giant hammer!
The aura of destruction emanated from the giant hammer.

When the two collided, the ground shook violently, and the monstrous aftermath spread towards the surroundings. Although the void was not shattered, it trembled fiercely, and it seemed that it would be torn apart at any time.

"Destruction rules?"

Looking at the pitch-black hammer, Zhenglong sneered and said, "It seems that you are also very clear that in terms of your own combat power, you are not the opponent of this hall, so you directly took out the means bestowed on you by the ancient gods of the human race."

"There is a gap in cultivation, it's nothing to be ashamed of, no matter what you rely on, if you can defeat or even kill you, that's the last word." Hanchen Xingzi said lightly.

When he opened his mouth, the pitch-black sledgehammer swung again, intending to hit Zhenglong on the head.

"Then the palace wants to see how many means you have, enough for the palace to consume!"

Zhenglong waved his big hand, and punched countless times in an instant, and the surrounding wind and snow formed fist lights again, but it was not one, but tens of thousands!
Looking from a distance, those fists are overwhelming, like big mouths devouring people, and the breath is also very terrifying.

"Boom boom boom..."

There were constant roaring sounds, and every impact would vibrate the ears of many human races and monsters, and they felt a faint pain.

There are even some people with low cultivation base, bleeding from both ears and dizziness.

Looking at those fist lights and giant hammers again, when the two collided, ripples erupted in the center.

Every time there is a head-on collision, a fist light will dissipate and turn into a snowstorm again.

As for the pitch-black giant hammer, as the fist lights dissipated, the color became lighter and lighter...

Until now, the color of the giant hammer is no longer pitch black, but a kind of dark black, like dust on a jewel.

And there are thousands more of those storm fists!
"So strong!" Hanchen Xingzi took a breath in his heart.

This giant hammer was indeed bestowed by the ancient gods, and it was mixed with the power of the destruction rules of the ancient gods. Although it is not as good as the destruction rules evolved from the origin of destruction, it is not bad after all, and it still has extremely strong combat power of.

However, the power to destroy the rules was suppressed by the Ancient God Realm to the peak level below the Demon Emperor Realm, so Hanchen Xingzi could only use this to face Zhenglong head-on, but could not suppress it in an instant.

Hanchen Xingzi knew very well that the endless wind and snow giant fists were all Zhenglong's normal attacks, and Zhenglong had never shown the spells mastered by the demons until now.

The gap between the two can be seen here!
"With this giant hammer alone, I'm afraid I can't resist all these attacks of Zhenglong. It's a pity..."

When he secretly sighed in his heart, Hanchen Xingzi was already ready.

Around his body, a golden armor appeared. The armor looked extremely powerful, full of the regular atmosphere of the earth, and even the helmet on the top of the armor was in the shape of a basalt head.

If the items bestowed by the ancient gods are called 'the weapons of the ancient gods', then this armor is another weapon of the ancient gods!
"Humph!"

Zhenglong obviously saw this armor, snorted coldly, and all the remaining fists bombarded towards Hanchen Xingzi.

The giant hammer resisted, but retreated step by step. Every time it collided with the fist, the black light on it would be less, and the aura of destroying rules would also be weaker.

In the end, the sledgehammer turned completely silver-white, and the destruction rules contained in it were completely consumed. It can no longer be called an ancient god's weapon, but an ordinary fifth-order artifact!

Countless human races looked at this scene with ugly faces, as if a big stone was pressed in their hearts, getting heavier and heavier.

Hanchen Xingzi is the top arrogance of the human race, and Zhenglong is the top arrogance of the monster clan, but Hanchen Xingzi is in the top 20 of the human race hunting list, and Zhenglong is only ranked No. 90. That's all.

What a huge gap is this?
If you leave aside the dominance realm, the human race and the monster race are really incomparable!

As for the monsters, there was a lot of cheers, and the momentum completely overwhelmed the human race.

There are still more than a thousand wind and snow giant fists around Zhenglong. He stands in the center, like a god in the midst of a storm, looking down at Hanchen Xingzi from a high position.

"You can't even withstand the normal attack of the hall, what do you use to fight with the hall?"

"Wow!!!"

The monstrous fist light surged out, and the gossip in front of Hanchen Xingzi resurfaced again, and after the gossip, a mirror appeared out of thin air.

Those fist lights bombarded on the gossip, unexpectedly blended in, then passed through the gossip, and landed on the mirror.

The mirror trembled slightly, and a strong light burst out, and the dozens of fist lights that had been bombarded before were actually reflected at this moment!

(End of this chapter)