Strongest Immortal Emperor in City

As for how terrifying it was, one could only faintly feel that everything would be crushed by this golden divine light that shot into the sky, even the stars in the sky. That's right, this was a terrifying power that could destroy stars.    

    

The power of an Outflowing Stage was now placed in front of Cultivator's golden divine light. They suddenly realized that True Monarch was nothing at all. He was as tiny as an ant. The gap between them was just like the gap between them and a newbie who had just completed the Foundation Establishment.    

    

Even if it was the strength of a Nascent Soul Stage, Cultivator had never seen it before. However, he had a vague feeling that it was Nascent Soul Heavenly Monarch. * Hong Long...... * He didn't even have the chance to scream.    

    

As for the Tao Combination realm above the Nascent Infant, Cultivator didn't know much about it. But even if he did, so what? That was an unimaginable power. Therefore, in the eyes of these Cultivator, the impact of the golden divine light on their vision and soul... It wasn't just a cloud of traces that could be seen with the naked eye, but a completely new one. They had never dared to think about the Gate of the Powerful.    

    

It turned out that after the Astral Trip, there was still such a powerful force. He had always thought that he could be called True Monarch after crossing over. Perhaps, to many true experts, it wasn't worth mentioning at all.    

    

For a moment, some people were excited, because of the layers of fog. The incomparably tall stairs of the experts were stirred up, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was raging. There were also some who were secretly depressed. Even Outflowing Stage... It was as difficult as ascending to the heavens for them, but who would have thought...    

    

The boundary between a genius and a mortal, the boundary between the strong and the weak, was fully displayed at this moment. But no matter what expression they had, without exception, they all looked at the golden divine light with burning and pious eyes. Civilians were devout for their beliefs, while Cultivator was devout for his strength.    

    

"Has it begun?"    

    

Ge Yan looked at the divine light that was like a divine might that had descended upon the world. He let out a long sigh. Recalling Red Lotus, who had rushed back in a hurry to settle Little Charcoal down and ran out without a care for her life, he could only pray.    

    

"Oh heavens, you will fulfill the wish of Flower Demon Clan this time. Let True Immortal Ye win."    

    

...    

    

In the wilderness thousands of miles away from Flower Demon King City...    

    

Smoke and smoke from the explosions filled the air. In the vast wilderness, only the sound of the cold wind blowing past could be heard, which made the potholes of the battlefield look especially miserable and miserable.    

    

The wild wind that was blowing recklessly suddenly encountered an obstacle in front of them. The obstacle gave off a terrifying aura, and the wild wind turned around and went around. However, the gentle wind brought by the finger still blew away the surrounding sand and sand. It revealed the true appearance of the huge barrier.    

    

It was a dragonman monster with a missing tail - the King of Limos, Ming Yuan.    

    

It was defeated. It was completely defeated in the previous attack. In the face of that heaven-shaking golden divine light, it threw out the black energy ball. Like a small ball in a waterfall, it was swallowed in an instant. Then, it was also enveloped by the golden light.    

    

Fortunately, the energy contained within that golden pillar of light was truly too great. Even if it hit him, it did not explode. Otherwise... He might... No, it wasn't that he didn't have it, it was that he couldn't. If the pillar of light exploded... Not to mention here, even in the Flower Demon King City ten thousand miles away... Even the entire planet might be destroyed.    

    

Even so, the current Ming Yuan wasn't in a good situation. Both of its huge dragon wings were completely burnt. Only a broken wing skeleton was left, hanging dejectedly on his back like a defeated rooster. Even if he did not have wings, it would not hinder his movement, but who would want to have such a pair of wings that symbolized a fallen dog?    

    

And on its body, wherever it went, it could find a place that was roasted and burnt. Ming Yuan felt that if there was a mirror in front of him, the reflection inside would definitely give it a miserable and miserable defeat, which would give it a big fright.    

    

All of this was because of that damn human...    

    

"Damn it, he can actually use the Broken Blade of a Divine Weapon to recreate the entire Divine Treasure in a short period of time?"    

    

Why? Why did this happen?    

    

That damned human only had the strength of a Nascent Soul Stage, but why was he so powerful? Why was he able to use such a powerful divine ability that even a True Immortal wouldn't dare to think of?    

    

The difference between a Divine Treasure and a true Divine Treasure was tens of thousands of times. How did this damn guy do it?    

    

While feeling angry and fearful, Ming Yuan also felt a trace of greed. If this Divine Treasure could be used by him, how powerful would this devil king be?    

    

Even if he relied on some tricks to gain the upper hand, this world was after all a world where he had absolute strength. When he was at his wit's end, he would see how he could jump around.    

    

After regaining his confidence, Ming Yuan shook off the dust on his body. Although he didn't have the terrifying recovery ability of his divine body, he could still easily heal his wounds if he spent some time.    

    

At their level, as long as the True Essence on their bodies wasn't exhausted, the wounds were nothing. It could be said that they were already half immortal.    

    

Of course, the damage of the attack just now couldn't be said to be insignificant. After asking himself, Ming Yuan felt that he might not be able to withstand the divine light attack of the second technique.    

    

But would that damned human still have the chance to hit him? Perhaps, this attack had already used up all of its strength. Ming Yuan grinned hideously and threw a punch at the opponent opposite of the smoke and dust.    

    

In an instant, the spatial zone broke apart. The distorted force was dozens of times stronger than the spatial fluctuation in front of him. * Hong Long...... * Excluding all the air and dust, only the purest was left. The most concentrated destructive force.    

    

It's here!    

    

Ming Yuan could feel that the moment he threw out his punch, the opposite party seemed to have sensed something and rushed towards him as well. Moreover, it seemed like the other party didn't intend to dodge his punch.    

    

Was this fellow a fool? He actually chose to confront me head on. Doesn't he know how big the gap between their strength is?    

    

Ming Yuan almost lost his voice and laughed maniacally. It seemed like the terrifying strike just now had not only exhausted his opponent's strength, but also his rationality.    

    

What a pity. He was indeed a powerful and respectable opponent.    

    

However, in the next moment, Ming Yuan's eyes widened abruptly. He had a shocked expression as if he had seen a ghost. It was as if he had seen the sun rising from the west.    

    

It was broken through by the spatial crack. The smoke and dust that formed the vacuum belt dispersed, allowing it to see the opponent's posture. This was the reason why it was stunned.    

    

This was because Ye Chen, who he had imagined to be exhausted, was rushing forward with a ferocious killing intent. He held a golden Coiling Dragon Staff high in his hand.    

    

This was the time Magic Formation that Ye Chen had used to restore the Broken Blade Divine Weapon to its original state before it was destroyed.    

    

Diamond Wishful Steel Staff!