Thunder Martial

The shouts kept rising and falling, and the faces of those in the distance were full of amazement, eyes staring dead ahead.

The Eighth God, representing the official power, will laugh, laughing with confidence and arrogance.

Purple's expression didn't change much, just a little unexpected, and the scene didn't make him feel too unexpected.

Standing in front of a man, level 9, wearing an extremely eye-catching armor, the front end of the armor says a large ‘will’.

If Zixuan didn't expect it, there should still be a number on the other person's back.

There are countless strong people in the eye, but there are no more than 108 people in the district who can wear this armor.

The comer is ranked one of the 108 strongest gods in the divine world.

Zixuan can be sure that the other side is definitely not the last, because that one he has seen.

The ups and downs suddenly disappeared and the surroundings became quiet again.

They didn't expect to have a ranked god in the city.

Even more unexpectedly, this mightiest god is about to strike level eight.

Ranking God will fight level eight, which seems like something you've never heard of.

Coming out of the woods quietly into the crowd of Anwei, behind this scene, his face was full of worry.

Zijuan is only level 8, so how can he be an opponent of the ranked god generals?

The shadow of fog surrounding Purple's body has reached a distance by this time, because Purple's speed was too fast to keep up with the previous battle.

Though he is a fog, he also knows some things about the two main camps, the Divine Nation and the Heavenly Nation, such as ranking battles.

Today they have just bowed down to their master, and they have provoked a ranking god, who does not know whether to cry or laugh.

The ranking god will stand there, and he will do nothing, putting tremendous pressure on people.

Purple's gaze swept past the ranking god and looked away.

Several more people flew this way, among them the old man from the shop.

At this time, he was surprised.

“Turns out it's you.” Purple watched the old man speak and his voice was blunt.

“What does that mean, buddy?” The old man looked at him in confusion.

“First the Grade 8 Shadow Killer, then Clay's team, and finally the official force. ”

The mockery appeared on Purple's face, "Now even the ranking gods will come. Your pens are not small. ”

“You know it all. ”

The old man's innocent face became gloomy and his purple eyes became unfair.

Since Purple had already known, he stopped disguising himself and said indifferently: “In that case, you should give it to me intellectually, otherwise you will regret it! ”

Purple replied: "I give this to you too, and you will regret being so aggressive. ”

Quiet all around, quiet all listening to a half-empty dialogue.

Regardless of the final outcome of Purple, they admired him with all their heart, because he was able to face the ranking god without changing his face or even ignoring it.

This is extraordinary.

Oscillating waves are coming out of the air, scattered like waves, and the source will be there in the ranking god.

Ignored by Purple, he was naturally angry.

His emotions triggered changes in the surrounding temperatures, and his chills filled the surrounding area, like frost and snow, with a bite of bone.

Zi Zhen moved.

He steps out, his body disappears, his body reproduces the next moment.

A fierce glow of yin and sun poured out on his fist, blasting his side towards the ranking god with a fierce aura.

Quiet surrounding noise again, no one expected to face the ranking god, not only did Purple 8 not feel frightened to escape, but chose to attack actively.

The ranking god will raise his hand and wrap the light around his palms, causing air distortion.

Boom!

The dome oscillated and the traces of the lane stretched from under the feet of both of them.

Zixuan's body flies backwards and toward the distance, a few miles away.

Ranking God will stand in the air motionless.

High and low standing judgment.

Shuā

A few miles away purple, the figure disappeared again, space distorted and another fist appeared in front of the ranking god.

At this time, Zixuan displayed a faster speed than he did when he previously killed Level 9.

The ranking battle will be unemotionally over the face, revealing an unemotional surprise.

He shook his fist out.

This punch came first, clearly faster than purple, two fists at the moment of collision, the heavens and earth again burst out the sound, the horrible fluctuations scattered.

The ranking god will remain immobile for miles.

Steady his figure, he lightly said: "Ranked the god general, but so! ”

The ranking god smiled coldly at the corner of his mouth and said, “The strength is not strong, the tone is not small! ”

His voice was low and strong and full of dignity.

Who dares provoke the ranked god generals except those who are truly strong?

Not even those gods' sons dare.

Ziqin is the only one, I'm afraid.

In this confrontation, the ranking god will not move, but Purple will be defeated both times. Under the obvious gap, Purple said that the ranking god would only be so, which is somewhat embarrassing to everyone.

Purple smiled coldly.

The ranking god will lift his arm and a ripple will swoop from above his arm.

A powerful collision sounded and a divine light flied backwards, just trying to sneak up on the Needle.

The ranking god will say, "Little trick! ”

Even the Needle of God is powerless to return, and you can see the strength of the ranking god.

At the same level as the ninth level, the previous purple can kill instantly, but the ranking god can't even take advantage of it at all.

Flying back through the Heavenly Spirit Needle, Purple's face hasn't changed much.

If the ranking god will not be able to stop even the Needle, it would be too disappointing for him.

The light of yin and sun flashed on his body, each occupying half his body, and the next moment, he shook his fist out.

Fist light appears and flies forward, like a brilliant meteor.

This fluctuation is not strong, but outweighs the large number.

The ranking god will stand there motionless, his face filled with disdain.

Flashing fists of yin and yang light fell on the ranking god and exploded.

Boom! ……

The roar in the sky kept sounding, one fist after the other exploded, and the horrible Yin-Yang forces scattered wildly.

Strong fluctuations spread from one side to the next, and those wars in the distance will be backwards and backwards, with a face of fear.

From this scattered fluctuation, they felt a strong threat.

Behind them, their eyes still stared dead in front of them, where they had been surrounded by Yin and Yang energy and could no longer see the figure of the ranked god.

The roar is still ringing, and the waves of terror are spreading from layer to layer.

“District 8 has such strength, once it reaches level 9, how can it be? ”

The old man from the store squeezed his eyes, his eyes flashed with a cold light and felt threatened.

At this time, everyone can see the strength of Purple Buddha and predict that if Purple Buddha is promoted to the ninth level, he will definitely become ranked god with the fighting power he has shown now.

It's just that at the moment, Zijuan is facing a crisis, and if it can't be solved, there is no possibility of promotion.

In those roars, the fist light finally exploded completely.

Purple stands in the distance, quietly staring ahead, where the forces of Yin-Yang are raging and raging like a storm.

Ranking God will be at the center of the Energy Storm, not knowing what's going on.

The fierce energy gradually dissipated, ranking God revealed his body, his armor emitted light, the divine light wrapped around him, his body intact.

He looked at Purple and said, "What other means do you have? Show it, if you wait for me to do it, you won't have a chance. ”

The purple response was the seal, and as the printing moved, his surrounding Yin and Yang energy continued to erupt, and then converged in the middle of the sky, fusing into a Doba palm large Lei Lian.

These Lei Lian are still composed of Yin-Yang forces, but the breath is much stronger than their previous boxing lights.

Next to the purple body, the number of Yin Yang Thunder Lotus instantly exceeds a thousand.

Angway had seen Purple use this technique when he used these Lei Lian to kill a bunch of Level 8.

It's just that at the moment, his opponent is ranked god general, but he doesn't know if it will work.

Lei Lian is still expanding, tens of thousands, and as the purple mind moves, it flies forward.

The ranking god will see these Lei Lian and his pupils shrunk slightly.

Lei Lian approached, the roar sounded again, deafening.

Strong Yin-Yang energy fluctuations, constantly scattered, carry a terrible atmosphere.

The masks over the distant trading towns were all affected and began to distort dramatically.

Thousands of Lei Lian erupted in an instant, and the power of destruction that formed was simply unspeakable, not to mention the horror of those eight levels around us, even those nine levels.

This terrible means, even if more people join forces, will be useless.

Zixuan does not expect such a means to kill each other, he only wants to hurt each other, if only a little.

Raylyn blew up one after the other, and his expression immediately grew heavy, revealing Yin-Yang energy again in his left and right hands.

Yin-Yang energy began to fuse, forming Yin-Yang Lei Lian again.

There is only one Yin Yang Thunder Lotus this time, the color is deepening and darkening.

The space ahead is severely distorted, the fierce forces of yin and yang continue to flash, and the faces of all the powerful in the distant part of the map are gloomy and uncertain.

Right now, there's a shock coming out.

Only in the fierce energy, suddenly there are violent fluctuations, and then those fierce Yin and Yang forces scatter toward both sides, and the ranking god will come out of it.

Let those energies around him be violent and terrible, but they can't hurt him at all.

In his past, those violent energies disappeared as much as possible.

Out of his fierce Yin-Yang power, he remained intact, and he was ready to express his strength and disdain to Purple again.

But after his gaze fell on Purple, his face changed slightly.

A stronger fluctuation, coming out of the purple plume, only saw another raylin fly out.

Compared to the thousands before, this Dolorian is truly unexpected, but at this moment, the look of the ranked god is unprecedented.

Fully dark golden Lei Lian, spinning toward the ranking god will fly away, spreading throughout, reaching the end like a mountain peak, submerging the body of the ranking god.