Chapter 1202 Mu Fusheng Takes Action!

The White-robed Supervisor is a top-notch presence in the Supervisory Temple.

However, he may not be able to match Ye Qiubai and others.

Ye Qiubai and others smiled and went straight to meet him!

Ning Chenxin stood beside Mu Fusheng and said with a smile: "My brother the pastor should have told Master about this, right?"

Mu Fusheng spread his hands helplessly and said: "Not yet, it's not time yet, Master should not make any moves."

After all... Lu Changsheng is Mu Fusheng's biggest trump card.

It's better not to reveal this trump card if it can be revealed.

Ning Chenxin smiled and said, "Then it seems that Brother Pastor still has the strength to resist the two powerful God Lords?"

Mu Fusheng looked at Ning Chenxin's face with an elegant smile. His eyes seemed calm, but they seemed to be able to see through everything. He said helplessly, "Brother Ning, why do I feel that you are hiding more deeply than me?"

"Me?" Ning Chenxin laughed and shook his head, "Then Brother Pastor is still too modest."

There are very few times when Ning Chenxin can really take action, unless it really touches his reverse scale.

For example, one person sets foot on Foshan...

And watching Ye Qiubai and others defeat the white-clothed supervisors with almost no pressure, Nan Congyin's face was also extremely ugly.

Is their combat power really that strong?

No wonder Ai Xue and others are not their opponents.

"Don't care about your face, finish them off quickly." He Shangke said on the side.

Nan Congyin also nodded, and the breath of the late God Lord Realm surged out!

With both hands forming seals at the same time, a high tower suddenly condensed and formed in the sky!

The tower was like a small mountain, falling directly in the direction of Hongying and suppressing her!

The aura was majestic. If the tower was allowed to fall, the entire Demon King's main city would probably be destroyed!

It blocked out the sun and the sky.

Everyone standing under the tower looked up. The originally dark sky was even more covered by the shadow of the tower, which blocked out the only remaining light source!

Ning Chenxin smiled and said, "Is it time for Pastor Brother to take action?"

As soon as the voice fell.

But Mu Fusheng had disappeared, and in the blink of an eye, he came under the tower!

Under the suppression of the tower, Mu Fusheng's body was so small.

Everyone stared at this scene blankly.

This kind of attack, can they really resist it?

Many people have already felt despair in their hearts, and even Le Xun and others couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The tower fell, and the Demon King's main city and everyone in it would no longer exist!

This is a full-strength attack from the late stage of the God Lord Realm!

Ye Qiubai and others looked at Mu Fusheng quietly, with a smile on their lips.

They believed in Mu Fusheng unconditionally.

Because Mu Fusheng had a characteristic.

That is, if he knew he couldn't win, he would never make a move.

If he could win, he would keep his trump card and make sure he could defeat the opponent!

Since he made a move, it meant that Mu Fusheng knew he had a 100% chance of winning.

Nan Congyin frowned as he watched this scene.

Is he going to go all out?

Or is there another way to resist?

In the eyes of everyone, Mu Fusheng's aura began to rise steadily!

As if the seal was lifted.

Early stage of the Lord God Realm!

Still rising!

Until the middle stage of the Lord God Realm!

Except for Ye Qiubai and others, as well as Song Xiao and Mu Ziqing, everyone showed a look of horror.

How is this possible? !

Middle stage of the Lord God Realm? Is he getting excited?

Even Nan Congyin and He Shangke were stunned for a while.

"So what? Even so, it's hard to resist this attack." Nan Congyin quickly reacted and sneered: "God Lord Realm, even if there is only a small realm difference, there is a world of difference!"

"Really?"

Suddenly, Mu Fusheng's voice spread throughout the space.

He took out a talisman and stuck it on his chest!

The realm soared again!

He reached the late stage of the God Lord Realm!

The same realm as Nan Congyin!

"What kind of talisman is this?!" He Shangke's face changed suddenly, and he lost his voice and said: "Even the God Lord Realm can be forcibly promoted to a realm?"

Mu Fusheng did not answer this time, and there was no time to answer.

The tower had already fallen down like a meteorite in the starry sky, and the wind blew the corners of Mu Fusheng's clothes wildly!

Mu Fusheng looked up and watched the tower fall quietly, and the power of five ancient divine thunders condensed into a thunder dragon and rushed out suddenly!

With the sound of dragon roars, the five-colored thunder dragon crashed into the bottom of the tower!

Instantly!

The entire Demon King Domain seemed to be torn apart.

The earth was cracking, and the city was collapsing.

Countless people with low realms were directly crushed to the ground, their facial features tightly pressed against the ground and unable to move!

The battle between the Lord Gods can be said to be devastating!

Even the strong men of the level of Mo Ji felt a suffocating sense of oppression!

Nan Congyin looked down at this scene with an extremely ugly face. He was really resisted, and the tower was shaking constantly. The thunder from the five-colored thunder dragon kept rushing into the tower, and it actually blasted cracks inside!

Even if the realm is the same, my full-strength attack is so easy to be broken?

Nan Congyin shouted angrily and slapped his hand downwards.

The tower made a humming sound!

The aura of repression surged!

The blue veins kept swimming at the neck.

Mu Fusheng still had a calm face, as if he had not used his full strength at all.

"Is this your full strength? I think too highly of you." Mu Fusheng said calmly: "Then let's end it as soon as possible."

At this point, Mu Fusheng suddenly put his hands together!

In his palm, a talisman appeared.

The talisman burst out with thunder and was attached to the five-colored thunder dragon!

The thunder dragon, which was originally a phantom, was covered with scales and roared. The scales seemed to be real dragon scales, breathing.

Roar!

The dragon opened its mouth and breathed a breath of thunder towards the tower!

Instantly, the thunder power that was already full in the tower burst into dazzling lightning at this moment!

With a thunderous explosion, the tower shattered!

Nan Congyin even spat out a mouthful of blood!

He looked pale and looked at Mu Fusheng in disbelief.

Mu Fusheng didn't give him a chance to speak at all. As he waved his hands, the thunder dragon roared in!

It opened its huge mouth like a thunderous abyss and bit down on Nan Congyin!

Nan Congyin gritted his teeth, and a compass appeared in his hand. The needle on the compass kept turning, and the space twisted and turned into a barrier in front of him.

"He Shangke, help!"

He Shangke's face was solemn, and he rushed towards Mu Fusheng's real body across the thunder dragon!

Mu Fusheng looked at He Shangke, and spread his other hand, only to see eight cylinders appear in the palm of his hand, and threw it upwards slightly.

The Eight Peaks Thunder Prison was surging in the wind!

It went towards He Shangke!

He Shangke was shocked when he saw this scene while rushing over, and wanted to dodge, but the eight thunder peaks directly trapped him to death!

There was no room to dodge!

He fought against two gods alone!