C779 (1/2)

In the 17th layer of hell, two powerful gods are constantly pounding each other. They form two huge cyclones, which completely occupy two half of the sky, making this layer of hell full of Hongling and zhengfaming.

”It's too strong. These two guys, even if they don't borrow the magic tools in their hands, must be very terrible. It seems that a Yue's eyes are still as fierce as ever, and they have taken a fancy to such a terrible monster as Hongling!”

Qin Chen looks at Hong Ling, who stands still with his sword. A trace of excitement appears on his face. It seems that it did not take too long for Qin Chen to trust the tenth Yanjun apostle in white from the initial suspicion to the present. Such a result also makes him secretly surprised.

Hongling has no time to pay attention to the opinions of others. He is standing in the same place, and the whole body's divine light constantly inspires the power of the divine Kingdom on the plane, making the breath of his whole body constantly climbing. However, zhengfaming on the opposite side is not weaker than him at all.

”Why doesn't his son-in-law mobilize the power of Vajra? With the power of this artifact, as long as it is thoroughly urged to the extreme, it is difficult to compete with it even though Zhengfa Ming is strong, isn't it?”

Ah Jiu seems to be a little surprised that Hongling only attracts his own God Xi. It is almost impossible for Hong Ling to defeat the monk just by relying on the cultivation of Taiyi God state and the power of his own magic weapon. But why doesn't he use the power of Vajra?

”Ah Jiu, don't make any noise. Take a good look at it. The emperor's son-in-law will naturally have his reason to do so. You and I will not guess at random!”

Qingniao turns to Hong Ling with a white eye. Although she is worried, she is not as anxious as others. Their husband in white has been creating miracles from the beginning. Now he is so indifferent that he must be ready for it!

Hum, the God of sorrow constantly releases a huge sword meaning, which makes Hongling's own strength soar to the extreme. At the moment, his Yan Huang emperor mirror is melted into the kingdom of God, making the power of the whole plane endless.

”Amitabha, since benefactor Hongling doesn't do it, I'm offended!”

Zhengfaming and secretly sensed the constant outbreak of cultivation on Hongling. The whole person was surprised. Up to now, the tenth disciple of Yanjun in Fengdu city has not yet produced the most powerful force. His body seems to be sealed with a boundless ocean of divine light, which makes people can't see the end and the depth.

The ever raging Shenxi tsunami has even eroded the void and become a part of his kingdom. If he is allowed to continue to improve his own strength, he will eventually be out of control!

Chi, the pharmacist's glass blade in his hand instantly chopped forward. Zhengfaming didn't even pay attention to Wu Hua, whose face was terrible in the distance. Instead, he looked at Hong Ling calmly. He was not disturbed by the outside world or moved by his original intention.

He quickly reverses the sad God sword, and Hong Ling quickly cuts a sword toward the man. This seems to be the same random cut, and the arc sword Qi erupts, which even makes the void crack.

It was like the golden sword cast by gold and the dark golden sword Qi that burst out at the same time, which made the whole heaven and earth burst out a burst of unspeakable streamer, and immediately there was a violent roar, which quickly stirred around and rolled up all the things encountered.

At this moment, without waiting for zhengfaming on the opposite side to cut the second sword again, Hong Ling burst out in an instant. The sword in his hand instantly danced with a bright sword spirit, which completely enveloped the powerful Buddhist monk like a lotus flower. His attack was incomparably fierce.

”I'm a good boy. My brother-in-law is also too abnormal. Just with the power of his own magic weapon, he has gained the dominant power temporarily in the confrontation with zhengfaming.”

Staring at the battlefield in the distance, Qin Chen seems to be frightened by Hongling's powerful attack. At this time, he is looking at the two people who are fighting in surprise. His eyes are full of admiration.

To be fair, when Qin Chen was at Hongling's age, he was afraid that he had not yet reached the Taiyi state of mind. However, the guy in front of him could already compete with a powerful Buddhist monk from the Western Heaven without losing ground. Moreover, this Buddhist monk was a part of the famous Taiyi God King of Zhengfa Ming.

Even though Qin Chen is the son of the emperor of heaven, he has to admit that Hongling's talent in practice and combat has left him far behind. This is a terrible thing.

When he came back to his mind, his powerful attack had already been completely destroyed by Zhengfa Ming holding the sword. His technique was just ordinary, but he broke all the dense sword flowers completely.

”What a powerful power of perception, just by seizing a tiny flaw, can break my offensive. This Zhengfa Ming's strength is really incomparably terrifying!”

Seeing zhengfaming defusing his sword power, Hong Ling immediately raised his spirits and carefully watched his next attack. Once this guy got serious, he was afraid that he would break out with stronger power. If he didn't deal with it carefully, he would probably hate him.

When the sky began to ring dense Sanskrit, these distant and deep chanting sounds reverberated in the vast world, and gradually formed countless Buddha's golden body Dharma images in zhengfaming's whole body. They held the same pharmacist's glass blade and calmly looked down at Hongling together with the chanting Buddhist monk.At the next moment, Fanxiu, holding a knife and holding a bowl, suddenly raised his sword and chopped at the matchless son of heaven. The seemingly slow sword movement was pregnant with great terror, which made Hong Ling's face slightly chilly.