Chapter 1712 Wow, the Boss Is so Majestic

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"Woo! Old, Boss!"

The Fire Pheasant Spirit, who could only guard the core of the origin, trembled violently when he heard the familiar voice, and almost cried on the spot.

It was not easy, it was not easy!

It was handsome and unparalleled in the world. It was almost wiped out just now. Fortunately, it finally saw the light of the moon and it was saved!

"Woo woo woo, Boss, help! Your most loyal little cutie, Fire Pheasant, is about to be killed by this broken thunder!"

How dare the Fire Pheasant Spirit say that the boss is a pitfall? He rolled over and begged the boss for help.

Boss Wang Yan was undoubtedly his life-saving straw, and at this time he clearly felt that Boss Wang Yan was full of upright masculinity.

This power was extremely pure and profound than ever before. If you ask it to describe it, it would be unfathomable and incomparable!

In front of such a powerful boss, what is this broken heavenly way afraid of?

"You beggar, you broke my sub-god-level armor while I was away. I will settle the score with you later."

Wang Yan snorted coldly, and the Fire Pheasant Spirit wanted to cry again.

If the boss settles the score, how can it afford it? And it really wants to say that it doesn't want to break the armor? But who made the sky thunder so fierce? If it doesn't use the armor to block it, it will be it that dies.

Besides, although the armor is a sub-god weapon, how can it be as valuable as its powerful and cute spirit?

Of course, it dare not say such words casually, otherwise it will be punished again.

"Wow!"

Suddenly, with the power injected from Wang Yan, the Fire Pheasant Spirit was like taking hormones, and the flames around it suddenly surged.

As the flames trembled and rang, a raging fire ignited on the surface of the Fire Pheasant Hammer again. The fire intensified and finally turned into an angry humanoid face, which rushed straight into the sky with the last remnant of the seventh thunderbolt.

This humanoid flame was naturally the weapon spirit of the Fire Pheasant Hammer.

Just now, it suffered a lot under the destructive thunderbolt and felt extremely depressed. Now with Wang Yan's energy supply, it felt as if it had endless power, which was so awesome that it even had an urge to vent.

In this way, the flame column of the Fire Pheasant weapon spirit rose all the way up, not only shattering the last remnant of the seventh thunderbolt, but also reaching the sky and rushing straight into the rolling clouds of the heavenly tribulation.

"Boom boom boom!"

The explosion of thunder and flames continued to linger in the sky, and the rolling thunderclouds and flames exploded into a piece.

"Hoo! Hoo!"

After the explosion, the flames of the Fire Pheasant Spirit trembled, and it looked so rampant that it seemed to be shouting arrogantly to the universe above its head: Hahaha, didn't you just want to chop me, the Fire Pheasant? Come on, keep chopping me? Wow haha...

Outsiders naturally couldn't understand the Fire Pheasant Spirit's inner drama, but the scene of the explosion of the thunder just now shocked everyone's heart.

Chihuo, Chiku, Zhang Weidao, the Desert Emperor and others who were scattered and flew away all displayed their abilities and floated in the air.

But after witnessing the scene just now, they all stood there in a daze, stunned.

"My god, what happened just now?"

"Then, that must be the power of the Warhammer Spirit?"

"No way? How, how could it be so powerful? Could it be..."

Lord Chihuo and others were dumbfounded, staring at the churning chaotic cyclone.

Suddenly.

The chaotic cyclone, which had shrunk to a very small size, trembled suddenly, and all the chaotic energy quickly gathered towards the center.

At this moment, on the top of the magic tower, a strong, perfect, and powerful body gradually appeared in front of people.

The person who appeared was Wang Yan!

At this time, every inch of Wang Yan's skin, every cell, and every life factor had been tempered and baptized by the power of chaos. Even every hair seemed to be reborn. The overall state was completely a qualitative change compared to the past.

At this time, the remaining chaotic energy on the top of the tower began to penetrate into Wang Yan's body along his red skin, and all became his strength.

Amid the spiritual mist, a pair of magic wings behind Wang Yan began to slowly stretch.

The wide wing membrane was raised high, covering the sky and the sun. As the surrounding chaotic energy continued to flow in, the innate fire pattern emerged brilliantly, majestic and awe-inspiring.

Under the magic wings, Wang Yan's tall and strong body seemed to be in front of the mountains, majestic and shocking.

On Wang Yan's body, clear and graceful muscle lines, shining innate Dao patterns, all reveal a natural sense of grandeur.

Lord Chihuo, Zhang Weidao, Wu Bujie, and the Desert Emperor all opened their eyes wide and were stunned.

This overwhelming and majestic momentum is definitely at the peak of the demigod level!

No, Wang Yan in front of them is even more intimidating than a great demon king in the hell world!

At this time, even if Wang Yan just stood quietly in front of them, that kind of unparalleled kingly spirit was as if the demon god came in person, unparalleled!

"Well! Lord Mo Yan, I'm so glad that you're okay!"

Princess Chijue was the first to burst into tears, and a pair of beautiful eyes like water, then couldn't help but glance at Wang Yan's perfect figure.

As a result, as she looked at it, she became intoxicated.

Just kidding, now Wang Yan's demon body is comparable to that of a demon god, and his spirit and temperament are far beyond what he used to be.

In the eyes of the Chiju Princess who is obsessed with Wang Yan, there is probably no one in the whole hell who can compare with her Lord Demon Flame. Even in her mind, it will only be a matter of time before she surpasses the Demon God of Purgatory, Satan.

"Hey? Hey! Ouch!"

Suddenly, Princess Chisao let out a sweet groan, and her pretty face suddenly turned red.

She covered her hot face with both hands, but her eyes kept secretly looking at Wang Yan's strong body through the gaps between her fingers.

Look at her twinkling eyes, like a lake filled with spring light.

"Uh, oh... Mo, Lord Mo Yan, is indeed the most perfect male god in the world! This, this majestic appearance... oh, oh! Slave, my family will be so happy in the future!"

Princess Chishuo was filled with love and excitement.

The people around her were disturbed by her, and they all woke up from the shock of Wang Yan's aura. Then they raised their eyes and looked at Wang Yan carefully, and then they realized that Wang Yan was not wearing any clothes!

Following Princess Chiju's gaze and looking down, everyone was stunned.

"Wow..." Zhang Weidao, Wubujie, and Lord Chihuo who loved bragging all day widened their eyes and sighed deeply, "Old, boss...it's really majestic!"

"Why?"

"ah!"

Goddess Shiva and Lydia were both shocked, and quickly covered their eyes with their hands and turned away.

The faces of the two women were all hot. Lydia, who was pure and innocent, was naturally shy and unbearable, and her face was hot.

Goddess Shiva was also flustered and shy for a while, and she cursed this old man in her heart. He was really too bad, and she must not mix with him in the future, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

"Giggle, there are still beads of sweat on my body." Compared to Goddess Shiva and Lydia, the high priest Belika, who had never been too troublesome, had a playful smile on her lips. However, the blushing shyness on her face was still difficult to hide.

Wang Yan was almost completely decomposed by the power of chaos, and his clothes were naturally swallowed up by the newly born power of chaos.

Later, Wang Yan was reborn from chaos, was baptized by thunder, and experienced the transformation of life and death. Coupled with the catalysis of high concentration of energy in his body, his metabolism had already become very fast, and it was normal to sweat a little.

Just in conjunction with his tall and muscular perfect demonic body, a little bit of sweat and flames embellished his iron-blooded and mighty power to the fullest.

It would be strange if the people around you are not amazed by it.

"Uh, cough, okay...Boss, I admit that you are very powerful, but you don't have to show off like this, right?" The Desert Emperor coughed lightly, thinking that this old king is indeed very talented, and now he has successfully reached half the summit. The peak of the god level is enough to look down on the world and stand proudly among the heroes.

But this guy is too wild, and there are female compatriots around him!

"Woo woo woo, why? Why exactly? I can grow longer, but why don't I have such a deterrent effect?"

Shentu Tianlu complained repeatedly in his heart. He raised his eyes and looked at Wang Yan's strong body, and then at his own tentacles that were scorched by the thunder, and he suddenly felt sad.

"Well?"

The energy of chaos had completely dissipated, and Wang Yan stood proudly in the center of the magic tower, but it was only then that he felt the slightest chill from his naked body, as well as the dozen or so men and companions with bright eyes around him.

Shocked.

sluggish.

Awkward.

At the same time, a subtle emotion began to emerge crazily in Wang Yan's heart.

If he had not adapted to the rough folk customs of the hell world after possessing the identity of the Purgatory Demon Clan, he would have been completely confused here now.

"Fire Pheasant!"

Wang Yan felt depressed and could only glare at the Fire Pheasant Warhammer.

If this Fire Pheasant hadn't wanted to show off and flew out alone with the sub-artifact armor, would he be as naked as he is now?

The little flame man above the fire pheasant war hammer looked aggrieved, and the flames shook slightly, as if to say: It will not bear this responsibility. Although it went out with a sub-artifact armor to show off, boss, you lost your underwear yourself. ah?

Do you blame me for this?

Wang Yan was speechless. Fortunately, his past experience of becoming the Demon Flame Lord had increased his endurance many times.

At the moment, he had no choice but to remain calm and quickly use the elements to materialize this magnificent ability, building a majestic fire element armor around himself.

This move was once the proud work of Uncle Pao, and he was often used to show off by Uncle Pao. Wang Yan had longed for it when he was still very weak.

The mind says that it controls a law and uses the elements of heaven and earth for its own use. How majestic and powerful is this magical power?

But now, condensing and materializing the elements was just an idea of ​​his. Even Uncle Pao Yanzun, whom he had admired countless times, was finally completely surpassed by him.

The huge gap between the front and the back here, as well as the various hardships he went through, couldn't help but sigh.

Time flies so fast. He accidentally entered the earth's super energy world and accidentally became Uncle Pao's disciple. Later, he became such a trustworthy partner. The memories of those scenes are still vivid in his mind, as if it was yesterday.

Now he has officially stepped into the peak of the demigod level and become the top existence among all living beings under the demon god. Along the way, countless joys, sorrows, bitterness and sufferings are beyond words. Those past experiences have all become the cornerstones for his growth. It is precisely because of those past experiences that he can successfully achieve such a peak achievement.

"Crack!"

Before Wang Yan could think carefully, there was another thunder explosion in the sky, and the tremor came.

The eighth thunder, which was far more domineering and fierce than the seventh thunder, had already fallen fiercely.

At this time, the sky was illuminated by the thunder as if it were daytime. The fierce momentum made the people suspended around the top of the tower stand on end and their nerves tense.

In the eyes of the people around, this level of terrifying power was far beyond their ability to resist.

They had already experienced the Hell Conference and were top masters in the entire Hell World. Even if they were like this, if they were replaced by other ordinary people, they would probably really die and forget about it.

However, Wang Yan, who was under the eighth thunderbolt, was calm and his face was neither sad nor happy. He only swung his fire pheasant hammer and smashed it towards the thunderbolt when the thunderbolt was about to strike him.

"Boom!"

A loud explosion shocked the universe.

At the moment when the hammer in Wang Yan's hand collided head-on with the thunderbolt, a circle of red flames suddenly rose up. The thunderbolt and the flames, like a tide, passed over everyone's heads in horror.

Everyone at the scene was pale. Under their amazed eyes, the top floor of the Starry Sky Tower was completely wiped out in the violent flames and thunderbolts.

Lord Chihuo, Abron, Zhang Weidao, Wu Bujie and others almost dropped their jaws.

The Starry Sky Tower left by the Starry Sky God was a magic tower built by him with all his life's efforts. The astrological platform on the top floor was where he usually practiced and comprehended. Every turn was special and engraved with magic spells.

The first seven thunderbolts only broke some floor tiles, which shows that the sturdiness of this Starry Sky Tower is beyond words.

But now, their boss Wang Yan, with just one blow, completely wiped out the entire top floor with a terrifying force.

Under the high temperature flames, not even a trace of bricks and tiles was left.

At the same time, the eighth thunderbolt, which was several times more powerful than the previous seven, was also destroyed!

This is really too exaggerated. What kind of terrifying power is this?

It is so strong that it is unbelievable and horrifying!

Take the native Purgatory Demon Clan, Lord Chihuo's own perception of power.

If the critical strike of his boss Mo Yan just now fell on the Liuhuo City ruled by his father, the Chilian Demon King, at least 30% of the buildings in the majestic Liuhuo City would be completely destroyed, and a small half of the city would be affected.

The most terrifying thing is that it seems that this is not the full force of his boss Mo Yan just now. If his boss's demonic flame explodes with all his strength, wouldn't half of Liuhuo City be reduced to ruins?

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