The most powerful boss in the heavens

A terrifying flying fairy power erupted from Ning Que's body, piercing through the heaven and the earth. Mountains on the earth exploded one after another, and forests turned into fly ash one after another.

At this moment, Ning Que's combat power had climbed to the peak of the Holy Lord, and it was difficult for even the mighty and powerful to block his blow.

However, everything didn't stop there. After using the Feixian Jue, Ning Que triggered the Jiezi Secret again.

The Forbidden Realm of the Gods, the Flying Immortal Art, and all the secrets were triggered together. At this moment, the power that Ning Que erupted was too terrifying. It had already surpassed some kind of shackles in the dark that no one had broken since ancient times. The strength once again climbed a level, reaching the state of king.

Like a fairy flicking his sleeves, Ning Que lightly hit a flying fairy force on the black chain that was penetrating.

In an instant, the jet-black chains were shattered directly, and a ray of brilliant light pierced through the void, turning a mountain range hundreds of miles away into fly ash.

"Wow!"

A paper figurine suddenly appeared behind him and screamed earth-shatteringly, like ghosts and gods coming out of the Nine Serenity Hell. Holding a mourning stick, he stabbed viciously from the back of Ning Que's heart.

"roll!"

Ning Que waved his hand directly, and slapped the paper figurine on the face. The paper figurine fell to the ground like a meteor in an instant, and with a bang, the ground cracked, and a mushroom cloud slowly rose.

"How is this possible? How can you have the power of a king?"

The old man in sackcloth looked at Ning Que in disbelief. He flew towards Ning Que like a roc, with his sleeves open, and chains shot out from his sleeves, strangling Ning Que like countless dragons.

The void is cut into grids by chains.

"The so-called impossible is only for the mediocre. For me, nothing is impossible!"

Ning Que sneered, would he call himself a jerk?Impossible, he is just "talented" amazing!

The Sacred Art of Myriad Transformations was cast out by him, and the true meaning of turning all things into ordinary things rippled in the void.

The sky and the earth were dimmed for a moment, and the void lost its color.

The pitch-black chains that were strangled by the dragons gradually lost all fluctuations in divine power and collapsed in mid-air.

"Hmph! No matter why you have the power of a king, you have to die today! We will extract all the secrets about you from your divine consciousness."

The weird Taoist priest flew towards Ning Que, and the paper figurine that was blown away by Ning Que's palm appeared beside him, like his shadow, at exactly the same pace as him.

The weird Taoist priest used a very terrifying spell. With black curses flashing in his hands, he inserted into the void, trying to melt the entire void where Ning Que was.

At this moment, the void where Ning Que was located melted immediately, as if turning into a black quagmire.

Ning Que's actions were also greatly restricted.

Boom!

Waving the mourning stick, the paper figurine slashed down at Ning Que fiercely, and the sound of countless howling ghosts rang out in the void.

The paper man seemed to have summoned a hell of evil spirits, and the whole area turned bloody, and countless ferocious faces of evil spirits emerged from the void.

Ning Que let out a long cry, and the Three Great Aspects of Houtu Dharma, Xiangliu Dharma, and Primordial Sky Demon emerged from behind him.

Houtu dharma form, human body with snake tail, seven hands behind the back, two hands on the chest, holding the snake with both hands, the infinite power of the earth and the power of the nether world converge on it.

Its nine palms slapped the void, and the infinite power of the earth covered it down, wrapping Ning Que's void quagmire, and directly collapsed into nothingness.

Xiangliu Faxiang, nine ferocious snake heads soared into the sky, spewing infinite poisonous mist, drowning everything, forcibly corroding the mourning stick in the paper figurine's hand.

The paper figurine screamed, as if in fear, turned into a streak of light and backed away quickly, but half of its body was still corroded by the poisonous mist.

The primordial heavenly magic appearance, with seven faces and fourteen hands, one of the palms suddenly stretched out, turned into a hand of real demon that covered the sky and covered the sun, and slapped the weird Taoist priest fiercely, directly smashing the weird The Taoist priest's body was shattered into two parts, and the blood flowed wildly.

At almost the same moment, Ning Que stepped on the long river of time and appeared beside the old man in the sackcloth without a sound. His palm slapped out like lightning, and a blast of immortal power hit the old man in the sackcloth.

The old man in sackcloth was blown away for thirty li on the spot, and the mountains along the way were smashed to pieces by the old man in sackcloth.

"Hiss, who is this young man? He has the ability to fight against the two kings, and even injured the two kings!"

Many monks who had just arrived from the city of God were stunned when they saw with their own eyes the scene where Ning Que showed his supernatural power and made the two kings bleed.

"How is this possible for Hua Yunfei? Even if he has mastered the realm of forbidden gods, he can't cross the two realms, let's fight the king!"

Among the crowd, Ji Haoyue, Ji Ziyue, Yaoguang Shengnv and others looked at Ning Que's figure with incredible expressions on their faces.

They already knew that Ning Que was the devil's lord, which already surprised them.

But they didn't expect that Ning Que would give them a bigger "surprise" again, that he could fight the king.

At this moment, they can be said to be completely dumbfounded.

The power that Ning Que is displaying now cannot be explained by any "forbidden domain".

Even the "Divine Forbidden Domain" can only allow monks to have combat power across a large realm at best.

It is absolutely impossible for monks to fight across two great realms.

There is a huge gap in strength between the realms of monks, especially the further to the later realms, the greater the gap in strength between realms.

The "Forbidden Realm" that allows monks to fight across a large realm is already a mythical miracle.

Now that Ning Que was able to fight against the king across two great realms, this was no longer a mythical miracle, it was beyond a miracle.

Since ancient times, no such person has ever been heard of.

Ning Que was the first!

"Immeasurable fucking Heavenly Venerable is really a ghost, fighting across two great realms, how can there be such a monster in this world?"

In a corner, the unscrupulous Taoist priest Duan De also widened his eyes, looking at Ning Que with ghostly eyes.

Injured by Ning Que, a monk from the first level of Xiantai, the old man in sackcloth and the strange Taoist priest went completely mad.

The two of them are Dao Slayer Kings, and they are equivalent to invincible existences in this era where saints do not appear.

If they are willing, it will not be too difficult to wipe out a few forces like the Four Religions of the Northern Territory.

Apart from the profound holy land and the ancient family, there is basically nothing they are afraid of in this world.

Now being wounded by Ning Que, who was lower than the two of them, who was once regarded as an abandoned child by them, this greatly stimulated their self-esteem.

The two kings went berserk, and the scene was horrifying. The overwhelming waves of energy directly submerged a hundred miles around, and the terrifying energy roared and reverberated in the void.

Almost in the blink of an eye, all the mountains within a hundred miles were reduced to powder, and the ground sank several meters.

The whole world is filled with dust and sand.

The city of God, dozens of miles away, was also affected.