Chapter 2785 A Ray of Holy Thought Shocked Everyone

No one expected that Zhuo Bufan actually wanted to completely bury the Golden Winged Realm Emperor, and what made everyone even more unexpected was that the Jinpeng clan leader would actually take action himself. Even a wisp of thoughts was not something Zhuo Bufan could bear.

When the saint's thoughts came, Zhuo Bufan felt that his head was about to explode. His pupils suddenly erupted with two rays of blood. As the evil energy surged around his body, red scales surged out of his skin, completely pushing the dragon evil scale body to its extreme state.

In the Holy Age, the Saint is the most powerful person in the universe, and no one can challenge his majesty.

A single thought can make the galaxy hang upside down, shatter the void, and collapse chaos. It is an extremely terrifying existence in the universe.

Zhuo Bufan's whole body was trembling uncontrollably. It was a kind of fear emanating from the depths of his soul, including his body that was about to collapse because of this ray of thought.

And the Tai Chi gun that shot towards the throat of the Golden Winged Realm Emperor also exploded into two mists, one black and one white, under this ray of thought, and retracted into Zhuo Bufan's body again.

"Chief Jinpeng, you are losing your identity by doing this," Lord Zulong said softly.

But he saw that there seemed to be nebulae condensing in Master Zulong's eyes, and the same thoughts of a saint overflowed. The face of the Jinpeng clan leader changed slightly. Neither of them moved where they were, but their minds were clashing. Lord Zulong was the real saint, while the Jinpeng clan leader was just a quasi-sage. Although they were only half a step apart, But this half step is endless

The gap cannot be crossed.

The figure all over the sky also seemed to have been cast a body-holding spell. Except for the eyeballs, other parts of the body could not move at all, and even the energy of the entire world seemed to be frozen.

It's just that Master Zulong spent a huge amount of mental and Yuan energy to repair the Demon Sealing Bell. Now his strength is less than one percent of the peak. He can only stand in a stalemate with Ancestor Jinpeng, but he cannot immediately break the opponent's saintly thoughts.

Lord Zulong is known as the most powerful person in the Ancient Demon Restricted Area, and no one dares to challenge his majesty. The Jinpeng clan leader looked a little ugly. If Master Zulong was in his peak state, I am afraid he would have vomited blood by now. However, because Master Zulong's strength has not yet fully recovered, he can still barely hold on for a period of time, and this period of time is enough.

Let his thoughts kill Zhuo Bufan. As for the other four Dragon Clan chiefs and the Hanbao Clan chiefs, they did not dare to act rashly under the confrontation between these two people. The slightest carelessness would break the balance. Their strength can still protect themselves, but there are still many here. The children of the group, once they become saints

If his thoughts explode, everyone will be wiped out.

In this case, a strange scene appeared in the sky. Everyone was standing in the sky, but no sound was made. They fell into a strange state of silence, and everyone's eyes were focused on the square.

"Jie Jie!" The Golden Wing Realm Emperor lowered his head, with a ghost-like cold arc at the corner of his mouth, then raised his head, staring at Zhuo Bufan with his eyes like ice knives, "If you want to kill me, I'm afraid you are not qualified yet! No matter what How powerful you are, you are destined to die in my gold today

Winged hands! "

After the voice fell, the Golden Winged Realm Emperor pulled out the trident inserted into the ground, poured in his energy, and the trident once again emitted bright golden light.

Because of the isolation of the square formation, and the fact that the Jinpeng ancestor's thoughts had rushed into the square, Zhuo Bufan and the Golden Wing Realm Emperor were not oppressed by the conflict between the two thoughts, and could still move their bodies.

now.

Zhuo Bufan's whole body was covered with red scales, and he appeared majestic, like a humanoid tyrannosaurus. The dark red evil spirit lingered on his body, releasing a strong evil atmosphere.

Zhuo Bufan clenched his fists tightly with both hands, and his body trembled uncontrollably under the sage's thoughts.

From the Xuanjie Sect to the Starry Sky Alliance, to the Shura battlefield and the ancient battlefield, his Taoist heart, state of mind, and spirit have all been greatly improved, and his physical body and cultivation are also improving rapidly. , but until now...

Only now did Zhuo Bufan realize that he still had a long and arduous journey before he could become the most powerful person in the universe.

A single thought from a saint can cause his body to shatter and his soul to be annihilated!

In the boundless, dark depths of the divine sea, two turtle shell-like fragments trembled gently, releasing a faint milky white light, which seemed to be helping Zhuo Bufan resist this ray of saintly thought.

"Zhuo Bufan, die!" The Golden Wing Realm King pulled out his trident, and his figure suddenly rushed out. The tip of the trident flashed with violent thunder and lightning, aimed at Zhuo Bufan's throat, and shot towards him.

Before the gun arrived, the fierce wind blew Zhuo Bufan's black hair flying backwards, and even his skin felt a chill that bit the bones.

At this moment, Zhuo Bufan suddenly shook his arm, and punched out a scarlet punch, slamming into the tip of the trident. A sound of gold and iron striking each other also sounded at the same time.

puff!

The Golden Winged Realm King suddenly flew backwards and fell heavily several hundred meters away. A mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth and his eyes were horrified.

A wisp of thought from the ancestor of Jin Peng couldn't stop him?

And this scene fell into the eyes of countless people in the sky. Although they could not speak, everyone's eyes became unbelievable, and their eyes were filled with shock.

A pale white blur of light and shadow blocked in front of the Golden Winged Realm Emperor. That appearance was that of the Jinpeng ancestor.

This white shadow was obviously transformed by a wisp of thought from the Jin Peng ancestor.

"Haha, Zhuo Bufan, you want to kill me, you are just dreaming." The Golden Wing Realm Emperor spat out a mouthful of blood on the ground, his face was quite gloomy, and he laughed arrogantly.

Even a wisp of thoughts from a quasi-sage would probably make ordinary Realm Lord realm masters shy away. Now that the Jinpeng Ancestor's thoughts have transformed, the Golden Winged Realm Emperor is naturally confident. In fact, the ferocious face has been distorted to the point of abnormality.

Master Zulong is currently in a confrontation with Ancestor Jinpeng and is unable to help. The other four dragon clan chiefs do not dare to break this balance at will.

The women Qing Wei, Yan Jing and Yan Yu had tears in their eyes. Seeing the guy's desperate efforts, their hearts contracted severely.

"Although a ray of saint's thoughts is tricky, I can solve it myself." Zhuo Bufan said loudly.

It seems that he is also telling the four patriarchs of the Dragon Clan and Master Zulong that they don’t need to worry.

When the voice fell, Zhuo Bufan's figure swept away, leaving an afterimage in place. He suddenly raised his fist and struck hard on the pale white light and shadow. Then, in the divine sea, the majestic desolate energy swept out like a tide. The power of the desolate beast was contained in the mysterious turtle shell. At this time, Zhuo Bufan also paid attention to Do not use large amounts of waste energy forcibly

the sequelae caused.

"Desolate Jue!"

Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth and drank two low notes.

In the eyes of everyone who could not believe it, the pale figure actually faded away like the wind and the remaining clouds, and the gray desolate energy swept through his body like a rushing tide in the eyes of the Golden Winged Realm Emperor filled with fear.

The vitality in the body of the Golden Winged Realm Emperor suddenly dissipated, his skin shriveled, and his shape looked like a withered body. Before he died, the sneer on his face had not faded.

When the breeze blows, the Golden Winged Realm Emperor turns into powder like a rotten tree.

"cough!"

Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth, and a dazzling blood spilled from the corner of his lips, but a bright smile appeared on his face. Finally, solved!