"Little devil, even though you have great magical powers today, you can siege all the gods of the Six Nether Sects, etc., and see how you escape."

A hint of pride flashed across Yuwenlong's face and a hideous laugh.

After saying that, Yuwen Long's body surging, and he waved the golden stick in his hand and smashed it hard at Wang An and the other two.

A trace of evil flashed in Feng Wuxie's eyes, and the folding fan in his hand spread out, and a layer of pink aura flowed in the air.

He stared at Xiao Ruoli with a look that looked like a hungry wolf at the lamb, and his figure flashed and flew directly over.

The other monks thought and activated the magic tricks. Then they sacrificed their magic weapons and fell continuously towards Wang An and the other two.

The strong wind blew, and the majestic spiritual pressure rushed towards us, and a series of whizzing sounds broke through the air in the void.

"Brother, what should I do?" Xiao Ruoli's heart was thrilled, and he said in fear.

"My king, you two are leaving quickly, I'll stop them!" Pan Jingchen's expression changed, and suddenly seemed to have made a major decision, and said resolutely.

The body was filled with spiritual pressure and bright golden light. When his body moved, it appeared in front of Wang An and the others.

"You two hurried to enter the Eight Desolate World, I'll deal with them." Wang An saw Pan Jingchen's movements, and the calm center seemed to be suddenly thrown into a rolling stone, causing layers of ripples.

Without waiting for Xiao Ruoli and the others to nod, Wang An thought moved and a strange eight-colored spiritual light emitted from his body, directly covering Xiao Ruoli and the others. With a flash of light, Xiao Ruoli and the others disappeared between heaven and earth out of thin air.

"Hmph, do you really think that if I don't rely on it, I will appear here without fear?"

After sending Xiao Ruoli and the others into the Eight Desolations World, Wang An's eyes stern and a mysterious smile appeared on his face.

"Boom!"

The next moment, with Wang An as the center, a terrifying wave of aura that destroyed the world and stirred up the sky suddenly burst out.

It is vast, like a volcano erupting and gushing out; it is like a great change in the world, and the road is shaking.

The spiritual pressure was endless, and a terrifying wave of air spread out like a thirteenth level wind.

Everyone felt a powerful and raging wave of air hitting their bodies, and the spiritual shield on their bodies trembled and almost shattered.

The attacks of some early stage monks in the God Transformation stage exploded and disappeared invisible after touching the momentum of Wang An.

“Buzz!”

Immediately afterwards, a shocking scene appeared!

As the magic tricks in Wang An changed, a three-inch-sized mysterious bead appeared in front of him, eight-colored divine lights lingered, and a powerful world power burst out and soared into the sky.

A vast and ancient aura emanated from the beads, and a vast heavy pressure came to my face. The void rumbling and ruptured, and countless laws of heaven and earth retreated, as if they met their own monarch.

Almost at the same time, Wang An suddenly felt it, and a strong sense of anxiety appeared in his heart.

"The power of the world is broken!"

His eyes sterned, and his hands drew a semicircle in front of him. A wave of terrifying world power burst out from the Eight Desolate World, forming a chaotic wave of air lingering in eight colors, and rumbled towards the god-transforming cultivators such as the Six Nether Sect.

"This... what kind of aura is this? Why do I feel like I'm falling?"

Yuwen Long felt a chill in his heart, and the endless power of strange laws fell on his body with a loud bang.

"Boom!"

The Six Underworld Sects are close to hundreds of god-transforming cultivators, who are completely submerged in the power of the world at this moment.

The space within a radius of thousands of miles is broken, and you can vaguely see the endless starry sky, the starry sky is colorful, and the power of the starry sky is scattered.

At this moment, the entire snow city world was shocked!

Hundreds of tribes trembled, thousands of beasts roared, and strange phenomena appeared!

The plains cracked and shattered, sinking, dust was flying, dense, and the bottomless ravines appeared on the earth for thousands of miles.

At first glance, the earth was full of holes and rivers, and there was no more mountain. Even every hill, under the terrifying power, turned into powder and disappeared into invisible.

The god-transforming cultivator of the Six Nether Sect, under the power of the world, disappeared directly as if he had encountered the power of the great way. In addition to the secret treasures or spiritual armor on his body, he could slightly resist the terrifying power of the world.

All other magical powers, laws, talismans, etc. were shattered in one thought, and this power seemed to destroy all living beings in this world.

The monk in the early stage of the transformation of God suddenly disappeared into the power of the world.

The Yuanying escaped into the space in panic, with various spiritual lights shining everywhere.

However, space cannot protect their fragile Nascent Soul.

The power of the world fell into the space, and the space ruptured in a shattered manner. Their Nascent Souls had no time to let out a scream and were directly shattered.

Some people also fell directly into the endless starry sky under the impact of majestic power. As for life and death, everything can only be left to fate.

Except for the monks in the late stage of the God Transformation who were only seriously injured, the other monks in the middle stage of the God Transformation who were fuzzy with blood and bones, all of their bones were broken, and their internal organs were severely injured.

Under the attack of the power of the Eight Desolate World, nearly twenty god-transforming cultivators fell and their souls were scattered.

At the same time, Yuwen Long and Feng Wuxie moved their bodies and flew out from a hundred feet away from the space.

The ten perfect powers of the Six Nether Sects of the Twelve-Level God Transformation, eight of them carry magic weapons or talismans such as substitutes.

The other two were not so lucky. Under the power of the world, their laws were disintegrated and they were directly bombarded and seriously injured.

"Boom!"

"Crack!"

At this time, a powerful force of the great way landed in the void and enveloped Wang An.

The wind and clouds surging, the sky and the earth change color, the clouds of thousands of miles in the sky are surging and rotating, and an eye of the road of a thousand feet apart suddenly appears in the air.

It is blurred and hazy, with the pressure rolling, the power of the road is crisscrossing, and countless clouds are rotating, as if the entire sky is reversing.

At this moment, the power of the law in the entire Snow City Realm seemed to be mobilized, and the creatures in this realm suddenly felt an invisible pressure from the Great Dao.

"You...who are you? This power is so terrifying. Are you the reincarnation of Xue Wuhen?"

At this time, Yuwenlong swallowed nervously and stared at Wang An in disbelief and asked.

As for Feng Wuxie, he glanced at Wang An, and the light on his body was about to use the secret technique to break through the air.

"Haha, it doesn't matter who I am. You two will give me six!"

Wang An glanced at the Eye of the Great Dao that was slowly formed in the void, smiled ferociously, and flashed in front of Yuwen Long and Feng Wuxie, as if they were directly traveling through the space, catching them off guard.
Chapter completed!