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"Planetary level, I read that correctly!"

The red-faced ghost was shocked.

It couldn't believe its eyes.

Because momentum cannot be faked.

And it has seen the aura of a planet-level powerhouse in Nuwa.

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At this time, the aura of this human being was even greater than the aura of the empress.

When he thought of this, the red-faced ghost looked toward the sky with some resentment.

Nima’s Nuwa!

It doesn't matter if he can't defeat a planet-level powerhouse, now he is thrown into the mountains and rivers of the country and let him do it?

Doesn't this mean he is going to die?

Although he can't die, it will still hurt a lot!

While the red-faced ghost secretly complained, Father Yang had saved up to the end.

"Become a Buddha!"

With an angry shout.

His original height of over three meters has swelled again.

He didn't stop until his whole body turned golden.

At this time, the power of the tenth-level Buddha strengthened his strength tenfold again.

In other words, his current strength is 2,000 times that of a strong person at level ten.

It has reached the pinnacle of the planetary level, but there is still a long way to go before it can destroy the star.

His whole body shone with golden light, and thousands of arms behind him bloomed like peacocks.

Coupled with the height of ten meters, it is like a god of war with perseverance in the world.

A flick of the wrist.

A golden Tang Dao appeared in the palm of his hand.

Lifting the Tang Dao, Yang Yang shouted angrily: "Heavenly Punishment!"

Zheng——

A wave of air spread towards the surroundings.

Bang bang bang!

Several more waves of air exploded.

suddenly.

A golden lightning struck the Tang Dao from the sky.

For a while.

Father Yang wielded the Tang Dao on his wrist, and the Tang Dao, together with the lightning in the sky, was like a burst of thunder, about to rain down punishment from heaven.

"This... this momentum..."

If the red-faced ghost was just shocked before, then now the red-faced ghost is scared.

His huge body began to tremble, as if he had seen something terrifying.

"cut!"

Father Yang scolded.

The Tang Dao in his hand swung down towards the giant tree reaching the sky.

Crack!

With just one blow, a golden crack appeared in the middle of the giant tree, and it fell to both sides.

With a bang, the ground was smashed into dust.

As the giant tree fell, a suspended red core appeared in their sight.

The red-faced ghost also saw this legendary core for the first time.

"Is this the core? How can people feel close to it?"

Father Yang looked at the spherical core with an indifferent expression and waved again: "Heavenly Punishment!"

Bang!

As soon as the knife fell, the core turned into powder and dissipated towards the surroundings.

And as the core disappears.

The surrounding trees also began to collapse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

When the red-faced ghost saw this, he quickly shouted: "No, the central core has been destroyed, and the central world is about to collapse. Come with me quickly!"

The shouting room.

The red-faced ghost quickly threw out the mace and flew towards the west.

Upon seeing this, Father Yang quickly followed.

As the two people left, the forest on the ground completely collapsed and dissipated, and everything was surrounded by darkness and nothingness, as if the forest sea had never existed before.

The two flew a long distance.

He didn't stop until he saw a piece of yellow sand.

The red-faced ghost pointed at the desert in front of him and said: "This is it. This is the Western Territory, guarded by the white tiger. Only he knows the core location. Also, it is good at controlling the wind. It has a wind-control bead in its mouth, which can be used at any time. If there is a super sandstorm, even a body like mine will be buried in the sand if I don't pay attention. Sir, please be careful."

"There's so much nonsense, hurry up and call out that white tiger." Father Yang said impatiently.

The red-faced ghost listened with aggrieved expression on his face, and cursed in his heart: "A dog bites Lu Dongbin, it doesn't know a good heart, it's best to be beaten to death by a white tiger in a while."

Thinking about it, the red-faced ghost put down the mace in his hand, then raised his arm and put it in front of his mouth to make the shape of a loudspeaker. He took a deep breath and shouted: "White Tiger, get out of here!"

The sound was loud and accompanied by echoes.

"That's it, is it effective?" Father Yang couldn't help but question.

The red-faced ghost patted his chest and promised, "Don't worry, that guy's ears are sharper than a dog's."

The words just fell.

A lazy voice came.

"yawn--"

"What bitch dares to compare this beast with a dog?"

"Look, it's coming." The red-faced ghost shouted quickly, and then retreated behind Father Yang.

Father Yang turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

All I saw was a white tiger.

But its body shape is only the size of an ordinary cat. Only the black and white stripes on its body and the word "王" on its forehead can still reveal the rudimentary shape of a tiger.

That's it?

White tiger?

It’s more like a cat!

Moreover, at this time, the cat was still lying on a dead tree, apparently just waking up.

Father Yang's mouth twitched, but in order to get the core a few years earlier, he still said loudly: "Kitty cat, where is the core of the West?"

"Core? Just you?"

Bai Hu glanced at Father Yang lazily with his orange eyes, his tone full of disdain.

When he caught a glimpse of the red-faced ghost, he showed a hint of surprise in his eyes and said lightly: "Red-faced ghost, why are you not guarding your central area and running to my western area?"

"Could it be that your central area has been occupied by someone!"

"Hahaha!"

Hearing this, the red-faced ghost was not angry.

Instead, he straightened his chest and said with a little pride: "Little cat, I advise you to tell us the location of the core, otherwise, when we start fighting, I am afraid that this adult will not know how to control his severity and beat you to death."

"Oh? Beat me to death?"

"I want to see how a mere human can beat me to death!"

White Tiger said, continuing to close his eyes, and his fingers moved slightly.

Suddenly.

A gust of wind blew in the desert.

The gust of wind carried the sand, forming a huge black and yellow tornado that rolled towards Old Man Yang.

Seeing this scene, the red-faced ghost stepped back several steps, and then looked at Old Man Yang for help.

Old Man Yang waved his hand, flew forward a few steps, and then shouted: "Fifth-Layer Sky Demon Fist!"

The black fist shadow suddenly blasted towards the sand and dust.

In an instant.

The black tornado that was originally surging was directly blasted away by Old Man Yang's punch.

"Oh? It's quite powerful!"

"Then let's see how this trick of this divine beast works?"

The white tiger waved his hand again.

The next second.

A piece of black dust rolled in from the distant intersection of the endless desert and the sky.

Even if it was several kilometers away, the roaring wind inside could be heard.

But Old Man Yang was not afraid.

He slowly took a step back with his right foot, raised his right hand, drew a mysterious trajectory in the air, and finally slapped out with his palm.

"Six layers of overlapping waves!"

Boom!

As this palm was slapped out.

A tsunami condensed from the true essence into a golden tsunami rushed into the sky.

Not only that, on top of this golden tsunami, another tsunami was superimposed.

In this way, there were six layers.

A tsunami several kilometers high was formed and rushed towards the sandstorm.