Chapter 273 The Fall of the God

If Daqian could also have such a genius.

Why worry about not being able to rise.

Chen Zhong slowly retreated into the dense forest.

No wonder Senior Shen refused to leave.

It turned out that he was staring at the wild boar.

Not only can he kill the demon king of the Thousand Demon Cave, but he can also completely shirk his responsibility.

Although the harvest is quite rich, this is not something that ordinary people can do.

In front of three people in the God Transformation Realm, he brazenly killed a demon king in the extreme realm. Such courage is simply embarrassing for ordinary people.

"Finally I can leave..."

Chen Zhong breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, if he continued to watch, his heart would really not be able to hold on.

At this moment, he suddenly widened his eyes.

Shen Yi casually put away the corpse of the wild boar demon, and then red clouds filled his feet.

In an instant, he actually flew towards Zhang Mingyang in the air!

"Gah!"

Chen Zhong suddenly covered his chest.

Ah Qing opened his mouth wide, and the white jade in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Could it be that Master Shen was not staring at the wild boar demon... but a real incarnation realm? !

There is a huge difference between the two realms.

If Ah Qing had been facing the extreme realm demon king just now, he could still come up with a way to set up a big formation to help a little.

Facing the real incarnation realm, he really couldn't think of anything else he could do no matter how hard he tried.

If he couldn't figure it out, he wouldn't think about it anymore...

He stood honestly in the forest and looked up at the sky.

The scales on the golden dragon's body were lifelike, and its beard was flying. If it weren't for the golden color all over its body, including its eyes, it would be almost indistinguishable from a living creature.

And Zhang Mingyang, who had to face it directly, felt it even more deeply.

The other party's body was no weaker than that of a real demon king. At this moment, it tightly wrapped around him. No matter how the vines pulled it, it still couldn't shake it at all.

The poisonous wood spear condensed from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth stabbed the golden dragon frantically.

However, the poison that made the demon king fearful had no effect on the golden dragon, and the sharp spear tip could hardly break its body.

"Ang!"

Accompanied by the dragon's roar, Zhang Mingyang's shoulder bitten by the dragon's mouth was chewed directly.

His whole body was weak to the extreme.

So much so that even his spirit began to be trance.

To survive... I want to survive!

As a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm, the desire to survive is so strong, otherwise he would not be able to be among the first-class strongmen.

He forced his breath again.

A string of thorns flew out from his waist, then suddenly increased several times, and suddenly wrapped around the neck of the golden dragon. The thorns sank into its golden body and forcibly tore it apart.

Seizing this momentary opportunity, Zhang Mingyang did not care that his arm was still bitten in its mouth, and directly tore it hard.

There was only a swish.

The whole arm, along with the black and white robes, was torn off.

He gasped and leaped down in a panic!

A white cloud gathered at his feet at the right time, carrying him away quickly!

"Alive!"

Zhang Mingyang's eyes finally showed joy.

In an instant, a fierce whip kick swept towards him and hit him hard in the face.

The white cloud disintegrated, and under the huge force, Zhang Mingyang's whole body flew back straight.

A real person in the realm of transformation was shaking his arms like a mortal at this moment, and it was not easy to stabilize his body.

He looked closely, and then a ghost fire rose from his heart.

In front of the way to life, there was a tall figure wearing a black cloak standing on the cloud, and the previous kick came from the young man.

The other party was shining red, and it was obviously still in the realm of Hunyuan.

Zhang Mingyang had no time to think about why there was still a Hunyuan Grandmaster who dared to spy on him in this situation.

This world has never lacked daring people, all of whom thought they were chosen by fate.

What really made him angry was that a Hunyuan Grandmaster dared to attack him, who was in the Transformation Realm, and put that daring idea into practice!

Zhang Mingyang used his remaining left hand to pinch the magic formula, first mobilizing the breath of heaven and earth to protect himself.

Then he looked back at the golden dragon.

Without enough breath support, even a real magic weapon would not be able to trap the opponent for too long.

The golden dragon was about to break free.

His peripheral vision swept to the ground again, and he saw that the golden body had turned over and pressed the White Feather Demon King underneath, punching it on the head one after another!

What a brutal fighting style!

Zhang Mingyang's eyelids twitched slightly. His previous escape behavior obviously offended the Transformation Golden Body.

When the other party is free, it is time to die here today.

Boom——

The dull explosion woke Zhang Mingyang up. He looked back and saw that the young man who was far away before had come to him in just a blink of an eye.

The cold air flowed between his palms.

It was obviously heading for his head.

Fortunately, he was prepared in advance. A thick tree appeared out of thin air and blocked the young man, but was smashed to pieces by his powerful punch!

"Hiss!"

Under normal circumstances, such strength would not even make Zhang Mingyang interested in raising his eyelids.

But it was different at this moment.

Feeling the cold coming towards him, Zhang Mingyang's face suddenly changed, and he quickly turned sideways to dodge.

With his five fingers spread out, dense wooden thorns burst out.

The seemingly ordinary wooden thorns, when they touched Shen Yi's skin, easily broke his flesh, revealing the scarlet Dao infant inside.

"..."

Shen Yi's eyebrows twitched slightly, but he did not avoid or give way.

Fighting the God with Hunyuan.

He did not have many options.

He took this move hard, and came to Zhang Mingyang, suddenly pinching the opponent's neck.

The cold jade black silk hand was pushed to the extreme.

The strongest magic weapon in the entire Daqian Dynasty, at this moment, exerted its true power.

Frost burst out from Zhang Mingyang's neck, then enveloped him completely, and then shrank, as if he was wearing an ice crystal cold coat.

Even at this moment, Zhang Mingyang keenly caught the strange changes in Shen Yi's pupils.

Although he didn't know what the effect was, he immediately stabilized his soul and closed his eyes.

This was the instinct brought to him by many years of practice experience.

The palms corroded by the cold trembled and pinched the magic formula: "Ignorant junior, die for me!"

The poisonous stings that burst out suddenly gathered and turned into a thick spear, which pierced Shen Yi's vest with a puff.

The bright red blood instantly stained the black robe.

Shen Yi lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the tip of the spear protruding from his heart.

He was cautious, but never afraid of fighting bravely.

Whether before or now, he didn't care whether it was a yellow-skinned man or a real person in front of him.

The rich peacock red light wrapped around his body.

A murderous aura appeared on his handsome face.

Shen Yi grabbed Zhang Mingyang's neck, and his right fist was filled with coldness, poison, and sharp green light.

In an instant, a powerful punch hit the brow bone of this real person.

Bang! !

Half of Zhang Mingyang's face was directly smashed.

Before he could resist, his stomach was kicked hard and the whole person flew backwards.

On the remaining half of his face, his pupils tried to widen.

In his sight was a golden dragon head that was looking at him ferociously.

The dragon opened its mouth in anger and bit straight at him!

At the same time.

The black robe swept across the sky, and Shen Yi's lips were stained with blood, but his hands were tightly holding the handle of the knife.

The straight blade was pierced into Zhang Mingyang's heart!

He panted and his hands left the handle.

He watched calmly as Zhang Mingyang was chewed and bitten by the angry golden dragon.