"Boom!"

Arrows at the speed of light streaked across the sky.

Under the control of the old clapper, Zhang Yuanqing raised his hands and closed them on his chest.

The crouching rod flew by itself, floated between the two palms, rotated rapidly, and emitted unimaginable high temperature and golden light.

After accumulating energy to the limit, Zhang Yuanqing pushed with both palms and pushed the crouching pestle out.

"boom!"

The black arrow and the golden light collided in midair, and the raging air wave was like a nuclear explosion, destroying and flattening the vegetation in the park, nearby buildings, and throwing all the blood in the blood pool into the sky.

Zhao Chenghuang and the others ran away sullenly, towards the entrance of the park, trying to avoid the battlefield as much as possible.

They don't consider it a blessing to appreciate this level of combat, on the contrary, it's a terrible disaster.

The crouching pestle scattered the arrows, and a piercing wound with a diameter of several meters was drilled in the demon god's chest, flying towards the sky.

Ma'am, please slow down Fajue, I didn't see Zhang Yuanqing staring at his hand intently, unfortunately I failed to steal the teacher.

"Boom boom boom"

The whole body is dark red, like a half-melted wax figure of a demon god, striding forward, waving a weapon billowing with demonic energy.

For a moment, Zhang Yuanqing only felt that there were attacks from all directions, and the breath lingering on the weapon alone made him weak all over, and he lost the idea of ????resisting.

But under the operation of the old clapper, he raised his arms high and propped up a circular barrier made of clear golden light.

"boom!"

Swords, spears, swords and halberds slashed at the barrier in unison, the golden light from the chopping raged, and the barrier collapsed in response.

And Zhang Yuanqing has already used the barrier to block, quickly passed through the blockade of swords, guns, swords and halberds, and broke through to the periphery.

He pinched the complicated handprints again, only to hear a roar in the distance, the crouching pestle flying towards the sky, carrying a rolling sonic boom, went back and forth, this time, it pierced through the head of the demon god.

The breath of the demon god fell instantly.

Dazzling golden light erupted from Zhang Yuanqing's body, and soared into the sky, like a scorching sun slowly rising into the sky.

A golden glow illuminates the entire copy.

This big sun solidified at an altitude of hundreds of meters, glowing and glowing, and the crouching pestle whizzed towards him, hovering in front of him.

Zhang Yuanqing quickly made seals with both hands, and a wisp of the divine power of the sun poured into the crouching pestle, making this prop shine with dazzling light, like a small sun, covering up his own appearance.

"go!"

The cool and pleasant voice of the old clapper sounded in his mind.

At the same time, the hands of Jieyin stopped, pointed like swords, and pointed towards the demon god below.

"Boom"

Like a small sun's crouching pestle, it roared away, emitting a rapid and dull sonic boom.

The frenzied and terrifying air pressure swept across the sky, causing the entire pool of blood to sink by more than ten centimeters, and then rebounded. The scarlet blood water reversed and rolled up huge waves more than ten meters high. JrNovels.com